FunkyDevil206 (yay, I'm soo glad you like even this one!), alecs-dark-angel-452 (yay! A new reader! Well sorry no dead parker in this one.. but there's another very alternative fic of mine when he meets a terrible fate lol ), justawritier, spbangel(yay, I'm so glad you like this one , too ) thank you sooo much!

Really, I have never got so much reviews not even for the whole fic the first time I posted it (same for 'Crash' or 'Try on my world ')

Here's the new part:

Sorry, I would have post yesterday but I had trouble with the site ..

PART 2

Buffy awoke first. Although she had fallen asleep far away from Spike, right then her face was few inches from his.

The most amazing thing was that she didn't stray from him. She had never seen him sleeping.

It softened her; not even Angel had ever seemed so innocent to her when he slept.

Besides, she noticed spellbound a ray of sun lighting up his face, making his blond hair so bright it almost hurt to look at him.

What surprised her most was that he seemed to enjoy that heat, according to the serene smile on his lips.

Reluctantly, she decided to get up before he woke up.

Killing him would have been so easy in that moment: all she had to do was take his ring off and let the sun do the rest.

But killing him was the last of her thoughts.

Few minutes after he began stirring, opening his eyes.

" Good morning!" she smiled.

" Yeah, it's a really good morning!" he smiled back.

" You know… I was afraid to wake up as a pile of dust… I guess our truce works!" he admitted, getting up.

" So, you doubted 'bout my word. Naughty, naughty, naughty!" she said, acting insulted.

He raised his scarred eyebrow to her.

" Am I the only one?"

" Ok, I have to say: tonight, when I've fallen asleep beside you, I was afraid to wake up a little drained… or worse, not to wake up at all!" she confessed with a shy smile.

" Oh! You didn't trust me then. Naughty, naughty, naughty!" he mocked her, shaking his head disapprovingly.

" So, what's your plan for today, Master?" she asked, slapping his shoulder playfully.

" Well, first I'd like to go somewhere nice and in the open to eat… Hey, I mean a real breakfast, don't worry!"

She chuckled amused by his rush to clarify the point.

" Then, what about a whole day at the beach?"

" Uh? A whole day at the beach? It's odd from you… are you planning to be the first Vampire with a tan?" she teased him.

" Why not? That's the idea! So, are you coming? Day is not so long…" he said, taking her by the hand.

" You're my guest today!" he smirked.

" Hey, I'm not your guest! It's more like you are my … kind of… hostage!" she retorted.

" I don't bloody feel kidnapped! Anyway, see it as you please, just let's go!"

After few steps, Buffy noticed that Spike carried on blinking, struggling to keep his eyes open.

She opened her rucksack, drawing out a pair of dark sunglasses.

" Your poor eyes, got used just and only to darkness for more than a century, maybe need these more than mine!" she said, putting them on him.

" Thank you, pet! Now it's better."

" You're welcome. Then, … they suits you!" she admitted shyly.

After their breakfast, he took her to his car.

" Spike, if we're going to a beach, I need to come back to the Campus to take my bathing suit."

" Well, what's the matter, sunshine? Let's go to a nudist beach!" he suggested, raising both of his eyebrows.

" Spike…" she warned him.

" Ok, ok! Go taking your stuff, I'll give you a ride!"

He parked in the nearby of her University and they both got out.

" I'll just take a minute, wait here!" she said, running away.

So he leant against the car door, smoking a cigarette.

When she came back, Buffy almost had an heart attack: Spike wasn't anymore where she had told him to stay… and the worst thing was that right then, near his car there was nothing but a pile of dust.

She gasped, bending down to touch the ashes with a trembling hand.

" Nooo!" she screamed.

" Wasn't that stupid ring supposed to work?" she wondered out loud, almost crying.

" Miss me, pet?" Spike exclaimed, appearing behind her shoulders suddenly.

Turning, she saw him smiling, lowering his sunglasses just a bit to look at her seductively.

She was torn between hugging him tight or punching him hard for scaring her so bad.

" Don't flatter yourself! I was just disappointed 'cause I want to be the one turning you into a pile of dust!" she justified, but he watched her with a knowing smile.

" Anyway, if you dare to do that again, I swear I'll stake you!"

" Yeah, blah, blah, blah!" he chuckled, putting himself at the wheel.

" Jump on, pet, the beach is waiting for us!"

They arrived to the beach after about an hour. They left their things in the car and decided to go for a walk on the promenade.

" Couldn't you bloody quit walking behind me holding that pointy stake?"

" All these ' Happy Meals With Legs' around you might make you lose your control and I'm here to prevent you from hurting someone, remember? And you'd better behave, because, gem or not, a stake in the heart is never a pleasant experience!" she warned him.

" I know, anyway relax! I'm gonna respect our truce and I'm too bloody happy to be hungry! So, throw away that sodding thing; in case you hadn't noticed it, people are eyeing us with suspicion!"

She took a look around and realized he was telling the truth.

" You're right. I'll take your advice!" she said, throwing away the stake.

" Wise decision!" he exclaimed with an evil smile, lifting her up, while she was struggling to get free, punching his chest.

" You, stupid, bleached, put me down, put me down NOW!"

His only answer, he held here even more firmly, going into the sea, stopping just to a low sea level not to get too wet.

" If I'm not wrong, you wanted me to put you down!" he commented, loosening his grip, while she was clinging to his shoulders, wrapping her arms 'round his neck.

" The water is cold, I'm fully dressed… you won't… " she begged him.

He sneered, freeing himself from her grip.

" I will!" he laughed, throwing her farther, where the sea level was enough to get her completely wet.

He was about to come back to the shore, but she was faster, grabbing his T-shirt and pulling him to her.

" Come here, Mister! You look a bit too dry to me!" she informed him, dragging him into the water with her, flooding him.

" Thank your lucky star I left my coat in the car, Slayer!" he said, splashing her.

So they began a sprinkling of water fight, giggling like two children.

When they came out of the water, looking at the state they were in, they burst out laughing together.

" We are totally soaked!" she exclaimed between laughter, squeezing both of her hair and clothes.

" I suggest to take off our clothes and dry ourselves at the sun; I don't want you to get a cold because off me!" he said, taking off his T-shirt.

" Yeah, because throwing me in the freezing water is such a great way to show me how much you care 'bout my health!" she commented sarcastic, starting to undo her shirt.

She realized that the blond vampire's eyes were on her.

" Spike! Tell me you didn't do that to see me in bikini!" she exclaimed, but she had trouble trying to take her eyes off his sculpted chest.

The way he was looking at her gave her the answer.

" You know, I would have taken my clothes off anyway… maybe… just later. After all, we were having a walk…"

" Well pet, I've never been known for my patience!" he sneered, taking his pants off.

For an instant she dreaded he wore nothing under them, instead she saw a pair of black boxers that fitted him to a T.

By then, she had also taken off all her clothes, parading a deep red bikini, very scanty and clinging.

" You look tempting, Slayer!" he exclaimed, while they both were lying down at the sun.

" Well, according to the fact that you usually eat people … should I take it as a compliment… or a threat?" she asked worried.

" The only way I'm devouring you is with my eyes, pet!" he replied, making her face match her bikini.

" Shut up and enjoy your beloved sun!" she retorted, turning to the other side.

After a while, she turned back and she watched him with great attention, taking advantage of the fact that his eyes were shut: he stayed in the sun, quiet and blissful, his hands under his head, a serene look on his face, which already seemed less pale.

" I know I'm bloody good looking and irresistible, but stop staring at me, pet!" he exclaimed, without even opening his eyes, with a triumphal smile.

" Oh! No, it's not what you think… I wasn't… I just meant to… never mind!" she stuttered, turning to the opposite side immediately.

Her reaction made his smile grow.

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" We have been here for so long. I'm more than dry and sand is becoming hot! Wanna bathing?" Buffy suggested, getting up.

" I was about to ask you the same!"

They ran into the water, letting the waves rock them.

" Hey, let's see who reaches the buoy first!" she challenged him, pointing the buoy.

" Consider me already the winner!" he replied with a smirk.

" Ready, steady…" and before saying " Go!" she had already dashed to the buoy, swimming as fast as she could.

In fact, she reached it first, ready to make fun of him for whole hours; but Spike was nowhere to be found.

" Spike? Spike! C'mon… if it's another of your stupid jokes I…"

Before she could react, she felt someone slipping off her bra under water.

" Hey, it's not fair!" she squeaked, covering her now naked breast with her hands, staying under water with just her head surfacing.

" You have just cheated at our competition and you are talking about fairness?" Spike explained, surfacing not far from her, holding her bra in a hand, that triumphal smile back on his lips.

" You, stupid, pervert, idiot, pig, asshole, fiend…" she muttered, fuming.

" Insults won't bring you anywhere, sweetie!" he warned her.

She would have liked to strangle him, but her hands were too busy covering her breast.

Neither of them made a move. So, after a quarter and lots of other insults aimed at the vampire, she decided to change tactics.

" Please, Spikey… be a good vampy and help the poor little Slayer… I'm freezing…" she tried to move him to pity with the most innocent of the looks.

" If you're so cold, just bloody come out from the water!" he retorted, trying not to laugh.

He couldn't remember the last time he had had so much fun.

" Grrr! If you haven't notice, empty head dumb idiot, actually I can't!"

" Oh! Maybe you need this? " he asked her, handing her the bathing suit, but before she could take it, he withdrew his hand.

" Ha-Ha. Not so quickly, sunshine: on one condition!"

" And which would it be?"

" A day more. Let me wear this ring another day!"

" You won. Now gimme it back and I promise I'll let you wear the ring once more!"

" I had told you to consider me the winner!" he exclaimed, throwing the bra to her.

" So, that's not about the competition, you had already planned everything!" she accused him between surprise and anger, while she was fastening her bra without showing him anything.

" Exactly, pet: I was just waiting for the right moment to strike. After all, I'm the Big Bad!" he sneered.

" Anyway, you've promised, Slayer! And I'm beginning to trust your word…"

She would have never told him, but she didn't find so bad the idea of spending another day with him.

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It was evening. Spike had left the ring at his crypt, where Buffy was waiting for him, while he was outside feeding.

She had allowed him to do it, because she knew it was his natural instinct, but she preferred not to hear about that.

She couldn't imagine that Spike, for once, hadn't killed anyone: he had just taken from his victims blood enough to satiate him, but not enough to cause them a serious damage.

When he came back, she saw a painful expression on his features.

" Slayer, please, stake me and end up my torment!"

" What's wrong?" she asked, puzzled by his request.

His only answer, he took off his coat and raised his T-shirt, showing her his very reddened chest and back.

Buffy burst out laughing.

" It's not bloody funny!"

" Hell yeah it is! I guess that the powerful gem can protect you from self-combustion, but not from sunburn!" she said between laughter.

" This wasn't supposed to happen!" he grumbled, grimacing for the pain.

" You should have used some sun-protection cream, like every good wise vampy…"

" Name me a vampire who bathed in the sun!"

" Mm… you?" she smiled, approaching to him, to examine him better.

" If you dare to slap me on my chest or back, truce or not, I swear I'll kill you!" he summoned her, backing off.

" Yeah. Blah, blah, blah. Why don't you just shut up, take off your T-shirt and lay on the bed? Maybe I can help you…"

" Uh? Pet, I don't think this is the most suitable moment for a shag…" he commented confused, taking off his T-shirt and laying on the bed painstakingly.

" Pervert idiot! I was talking about an ointment for burns and scalds: I've got one in my beach bag; but if you don't stop being such a pig… I'll just go and leave you in your pain!" she said and she would have punched his shoulder if she hadn't remembered his current state.

" No, please. I'll be a good boy! Help me, my un-life is in your hands…" he begged her.

She smiled, taking the ointment.

As soon she began smearing it on his back he sighed, pleased not only by the relief of that fresh cream, but also by the sensation of Buffy 's hands on his body and her touch, so gentle for once.

Even Buffy seemed to enjoy that contact, because she found herself sighing with him.

" Feel better?" she smiled

" A lot" he murmured.

She made him turn and she began to smear also his vigorous chest, enjoying its smoothness.

" I'm glad that Willow didn't find me this morning: I have told her I had to go on a mission to fight a demon. If she had caught me in our room I wouldn't have known what to say: what kind of mission requires a bathing suit and a beach bag?" she chuckled, keeping her massage.

" Well, me!" he smiled.

" I don't see you as a mission. I mean, not anymore: we had spent a whole day together, we went to the beach, had water works, you made dumb jokes at me… it sounded more like…"

" A date?" he cut her, looking at her with an expression as astonished as hers.

" Yeah, sort of. I mean, when you aren't all 'Grrr' an in a ' I-Wanna-Kill-The-Slayer' mood… you're not so bad…" she admitted with a shy smile.

" Well, I have to say: I also like being around you when you're not too busy trying to dust me, sweetheart!" he smiled back.

" Well, now you're all fixed up!" she exclaimed, before a dangerous silent fell between them, getting up to put the cream in her bag.

" Oh! It's already half past midnight…" she commented with a yawn.

" I'd better come back to the Campus. I'll be here for tomorrow, early morning, to give you the ring. You know, something tells me you won't be up to see sunrise. We had a plenty full day; I don't know about you, but I'm completely worn out!" she admitted yawning again, taking on her jacket.

" Me too. So, why don't you stay here, pet? I mean, you seem too sleepy to reach the Campus now and I'm sure Red can face another day without you! Plus, this is a double bed and we've got a 'No-Fangs-In-Neck/No-Stakes-In-Heart' truce, you can trust me!" he said, patting the empty side of his bed to invite her in.

" Stay!" he whispered once more.

She approached the bed, put her bag on the ground, kicked off her shoes, took off her jacket and slipped under the sheets.

" Just because I'm too sleepy to get away!" she clarified.

He smiled, getting himself comfortable without invading her space, glad that the burning sensation was relieved a bit more, and he closed his eyes.

"' Night, pet!"

He heard her laughing.

" What?" he asked, trying to open his eyes.

" You. Vampire. Falling asleep just when you're supposed to be outside, lurking in the shadows!"

" What can I say? To spend this day in sunlight has been like going on a journey for me; maybe now I've got jet-lag!" he said, starting to laugh with her.

She was right: that situation was paradoxical!

" Didn't know vampires suffer from jet-lag!" she muttered, closing her eyes.

" There's so much more you don't know 'bout me, sunshine!" he slurred already half-asleep.

TBC

I hope you'll still like it, next will be the last part (I already told you it was a short one, anyway, there's a sequel, too !)

now I'm gonna update also 'If you are me ' and 'simply Absurd' .. if the site allows me to lol! ;)