"If you could give me anything what would it be?" Dawn sat cross legged in front of him, cocking her head innocently while awaiting his answer.
"If I could give you anything," His voice trailed of and when he spoke again it was with a slight Irish lilt, "If I could give you anything, I would give you warmth. Warmth so that whenever I grab your hand you're not cold. I wouldn't give you happiness because that would fade. I wouldn't give you the world because it's over rated. I would give you warmth though, just because it's the feeling you get when you're being embraced by someone who really cares."
Gasping for breath I awoke from a very odd, very common dream.
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"Dawnie get ready for school!"Buffy's annoyingly close voice screamed through the house. Rolling over I muttered a soft "Right," and got into my choice of clothing for that day.
Grabbing a pair of tight black jeans I slid into them not so gracefully while wondering who the strange boy in the dream was.
Getting a gray tank top that matched the color of the sky, I thought about how he reminded me of Angel in some ways. He seemed noble and like he knew a lot about the world, about life. He seemed like he had experienced a lot of things, but wasn't Mr. Broody like Angel.
Shaking my head I grabbed a black sweater, my shiny key boots, and walked down stairs, pulling my sweater on as I went.
"Later," I whispered knowing no one would care if I said it any louder.
Walking down the path I prepared for another day at my second Hell.
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"She really is perfect," He thought to himself as he followed her slow walking form down the road, smiling as he whispered, "Perfect."
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Short chappie I know but I thought i should update seeing as I havent updated in a while...review pwease! Ohh and I decided to cut down on the self hatred for this chappie more of a...general hatred of everything. Not to obvious either so thats a plus I guess...