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Here's the end:

PART 3

As the morning before, Buffy awoke close to Spike.

She had fallen asleep as far as she could from his side, but somehow right then his arm wrapped lazily her waist and her head laid on his chest, so comfortable and so… different!

She felt him beginning to stir, so she rolled to the other side, before he could realize where she was.

" 'Morning, pet!" he greeted her, popping his eyes open.

" 'Morning, Mr. Tan-With-Fangs!"

" You called me what?"

" Just look at yourself!"

When he did it, he realized why she had given him that nickname: thanks to his healing powers, the redness of his skin had gone, replaced by a considerable suntan. He smiled satisfied.

" It's not right! I mean, I spend whole months bathing in the sun to take some color and you, only after a day, are more tanned than a surfer! I hate you!" she said, crossing her arms, but she couldn't help noticing how much the tan suited him.

She jumped off the bed, to take the ring and then she sat beside him, taking his hand and placing it on his palm.

" A promise is a promise!" she smiled.

" Ready for another journey? It's already ten 'o clock, what are you planning to do today?"

" Mm… don't know… probably not the beach!" he smiled, remembering the painful 'side-effects'.

" What 'bout a nice quiet tour through Sunnyhell? You know, there are so many stores I've never seen 'cos they're closed at night…" he explained.

" Deal! I'll be your guide in the wonderful world of shopping, no one knows it better than me!" she smiled, surprised once again for his odd suggestion.

He was so different from all the other vampires.

When they went outside, she noticed that instead of his usual black T-shirt under his red shirt, he had chosen to wear only the shirt widely unbuttoned to set off his tan.

And he just wore that.

" No coat? Ok, who are you and what did you do to the real Spike?" she teased him.

" Gotta take some advantage of it as long as it lasts, that's all, pet!" he explained, slipping on her sunglasses, while they went to his car.

She had to admit to herself that he had got a breath-taking beauty, not that he wasn't gorgeous in his usual paleness.

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They spent the whole morning at the center of town, visiting everything.

He ran from a store to the other, dragging her with him with the enthusiasm of a child. That amused her a lot and his excitement was contagious.

They spent the biggest part of time at the Clothes Shops, modeling for each other.

They laughed together all time long.

As used as she got to see him wearing always the same outfit, Buffy was really shocked seeing Spike paraded all the brightest colors … and there wasn't one that didn't suit him!

In fact, she managed to persuade him to buy some colored T-shirts and shirts.

He also stopped at every music store and even the Bookstores seemed to arouse his interest.

Buffy attributed it to the poet he told was in him.

After they came out from the last store, Spike did something that Buffy had to add to her list about what she wouldn't have ever expected from him: he offered her an ice cream and he ate one himself!

She could easily get used to all his oddities.

" And now what can we do?" Buffy asked, realizing it was just half afternoon.

" Let's go, I wanna show you something…" he said mysteriously, taking her to his car.

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They got out from the car and after few minutes walk they arrived to a wonderful place, that only Spike seemed to know.

There were trees, a wide meadow, a small brook and, most of all, a huge quietness.

" Fancy it, Slayer?"

" It's amazing!"

"Well, well… only you and me, all this place just for us…" he murmured, caressing her hair.

"… are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he said, raising both of his eyebrows.

" Sure! The first move is yours!"

Just the time to say it that and his fist connected with her chin, making her back off.

" And you call that a punch?" she teased him, punching violently his nose, sending him on the grass.

" This is a punch!" she sneered satisfied.

He jumped up immediately and hit her mouth with his elbow, making her lower lip bleed.

" Better?" he asked with an evil smile.

" Better!" she smiled back, wiping her blood off with a hand.

" And what do you think of this?" she exclaimed, jumping and trying to kick his face, but he dodged her blow, grabbed her leg and threw her to the ground.

" I think you can do better!" he said, straddling her.

" C'mon, give me your best, Slayer!"

" Like this?" she retorted, freeing her legs enough to kick his stomach with both of her feet.

He clutched his stomach in pain, chuckling at the same time.

" That's my Slayer!"

She grabbed his shoulders, rolling with him in the grass: right then she was straddling him.

" Oh! You have seen nothing yet!" she sneered.

" I'm afraid you won't show me much!" he laughed, taking her wrists and helping him with his legs to flip her behind his shoulders.

She landed with her back on the ground and he flung on her, before she could get up, blocking her with his weight and holding her arms behind her head.

" I guess I won!" he whispered in her ear, pinning her on the grass, under the shadow of a tree, where only a single ray of sun filtered, lighting up her face.

She stayed there, panting, some blades of grass in her now ruffled long blonde hair, her clothes dirty because off their fight and the passion in her eyes.

She hadn't ever been so beautiful to Spike as she was in that moment.

Buffy was completely under his power and when she saw him bending down on her, she wondered if he was about to kiss or to kill her.

And honestly she didn't care: right then the only thing that existed for her was the blue ocean of his eyes, which she could see behind the dark sunglasses he still wore.

Their mouths were skimming, when they heard a sudden ring.

That distracted him and she got up.

" My cell phone!" she exclaimed, drawing it from a pocket, while he watched her puzzled, wondering since when she had a cell phone and why it had rung just in a so precious moment.

" Maybe it's Giles, maybe something bad happened!" she explained, before answering the call.

" Hallo?" and then she was dumbfounded.

" Hi, Parker!"

Hearing that name, the vampire rolled his eyes.

" How did you get my number? Oh, Willow gave you it!" and she made a mental note to ' thank' her friend for her brilliant intervention.

" You're right… I'm sorry… didn't mean to leave you waiting for me at the Bronze that night, but I was busy. Long story…"

She carried on repeating the boy's sentences, just as she wanted let also Spike know what they're talking about.

" Yeah, it had something to do with those two friends of mine… hey, no! WAIT! He's not my ex! How can you think that?"

Spike seemed very interested in that conversation and he approached her.

" By the way he was watching me?" she repeated in disbelief, looking at the bleached blond.

" Jealous? Of me? Really?" she exclaimed and a pleased smile crossed her features.

" There's some truth in the bloody whelp's words!" Spike whispered to her, smiling back.

" You wanna meet me again? I don't know if … anyway, now I can't! I'm busy. No, I can't extricate myself from this commitment… and I don't want to!" she explained, winking at Spike, happy for her words.

" It's not any of your business… HEY! Watch your mouth!… Ok, if you are so bloody curious, I'm with him, now, yeah, and ..DON'T CALL ME THAT! I don't owe you any bloody explanation, I'm not your girl, and now I can swear I'll never be. Bye!" she yelled, closing the conversation, without realizing that she had just used one of Spike's most typical words, even twice!

He had noticed it and it amused him.

" Someone lost a date?" he exclaimed.

" He was nothing special anyway! Then, you are way more fun!" she smiled.

" It's getting late, pet. We'd better come back" he informed her.

Her smile faded.

On their way back to Sunnydale, they said nothing at all, both of them too confused for what had happened or had almost happened, and too scared by their feelings.

They arrived to his crypt few minutes before sun set.

He let in to pack up his things.

" The sun is down. The day is over!" he sighed, slipping off the ring and giving it back to her.

" A promise is a promise!" he quoted her words with a sad smile, as sad as hers.

" I don't need neither these anymore. Thank you, pet!" he said, taking off the sunglasses, handing them to her, but she refused to take them back.

" You can keep them!" she said.

" It's not like I need them during the night!" he commented perplexed, but he put them in his pocket, anyway.

" I'll just be on my way: no more sun for me, no more trouble for you! Those are the terms, remember?" he explained, putting himself at the wheel.

" Wait!" she screamed before he set the car in motion.

He got out, leaning against the car-door, waiting for her to speak.

" What about… reviewing a term?" she suggested shyly.

" A term?" he repeated astonished, a weak hope in his eyes.

" Yeah, the first is untouchable, you know… but the second one… you know, I hadn't told anyone 'bout the gem, so… I could keep it and gave you it when you feel like seeing the sun again… you know, it would be our little secret… and it would imply that you don't have to leave the town… and me!" she explained nervously, getting closer to him.

" I like this change of term!" he exclaimed, getting closer to her.

" On one condition!" she blackmailed him.

" Anything!"

" Show me what you were about to do before the cell phone rang!"

He smiled.

" It's not a condition…" he replied, playing with a lock of her hair.

"… it's a pleasure!" and he bent down to her, approaching slowly his lips to hers.

At the beginning it was a tender and a bit wavering kiss, then she took the initiative, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her, deepening their kiss.

He put an arm around her waist, pulling her even closer to him, caressing her back with the other hand and the kiss became more passionate.

After an eternity, they parted.

" So, you want me to stay?" he asked, panting heavily, resting his forehead to hers.

" Yeah. Plus, I can't wait for you to spend another day in light, with me!" she replied, pulling him to her by his shirt-collar, kissing him again.

" Can't wait for you to spend another night in darkness (kiss), with me (kiss), in my crypt (kiss), to be your pillow once again!"

" So, you have noticed that!" she exclaimed surprised.

" And I liked that, Buffy!"

She was breathless.

" It's the first time you call me that!"

" It's such a cutie name. I love it! And if you stay with me tonight, maybe we can experience another kind of… first time!" he said, raising his scarred eyebrow to her, suggestively.

" Pig!" she laughed.

" I'll stay, but I guess we should better wait for that kind of first time. After all… I'm not that easy!" she said, letting with him in the crypt.

" I know, pet. Don't worry, I'm a gentleman! I can wait." He smiled, caressing her face sensually.

She moaned at his touch.

" Well, Spike, if you behave … you won't have to wait for too long!" she murmured, kissing him once more.

They kept kissing all the night long, and then they laid down on his bed, tenderly hugged… and still completely dressed: Spike had really been a gentleman.

" Buffy?" he exclaimed, making her shivering again for using her real name.

She lifted her head from his shoulder to watch him better.

" You were serious? I mean… about the ring: doesn't it make me look manly?" he asked worried.

Her only answer, she took his face in her hands, covering it with kisses.

" You (kiss) are (kiss) always (kiss) so, so manly (kiss), my (kiss) Big (kiss) Big (kiss) Bad (kiss)!"

That seemed to reassure him.

He traced her neck with a finger, bending down to nibble it softly, with his blunt teeth.

She arched her head back in pleasure.

" Buffy?"

She shuddered once again and that pleased him.

" I realized you like my name, but you can't keep on repeating it every now and then!" she moaned, arching her head back even more.

" I love the shivers it sends to you when I do it!" he replied, his mouth never leaving her neck.

" I love that, too! So don't stop!"

" Ok, ..Buffy!"

Another quiver, another moan.

" Anyway, I was just thinking.. we'd better review another term.."

" Which one?" she asked curious, pulling his face even closer to her neck.

" Our truce… not the part involving the stakes, there's not a chance they can give pleasure! But the other part…"

Buffy started, but, surprisingly, she didn't pull herself away from him ;she just allowed him to continue, and she already knew what he was about to say.

".. I mean, vampires don't bite only to kill or feed…you have no idea about the pleasure it could give, not just to me, to both of us.. " he whispered in her ear, and he could swear she whined when his lips left her neck.

" Wanna try, Buffy?" he murmured, his mouth coming back to her neck.

" Spike…" she moaned..

He was about to shift to his game face, but she raised her hand.

" Stop, please.. not now.." she said and he stopped.

" It's not that I don't want that.." she explained and he immediately resumed nibbling her neck, gently.

" Mm ..it's just .. I mean, everything is happening so quickly… I just want to take my time for everything!"

"Ok, pet. I was just trying to push my luck!" he smirked, kissing her neck one last time, before pulling himself off her.

That closeness was too tempting.

" If this Vampire carries on behave, maybe this Slayer could misbehave for him… soon. It's just a matter of time…" she sing-sang, nibbling his neck.

" You know, time is definitely not a problem for me!" he laughed, caressing her hair.

" So, for now neither sex nor bites.." he pouted.

" Well, there are other interesting activities we can do…" she whispered, claiming his lips once again, for a very long time.

" Spike?" she said, caressing his face.

" Mm?" he purred pleased.

" Tell me something 'bout the poet in you!"

THE END

TBC

Thanks for reading and mostly for reviewing! ;)

since this was a short one, there will be a sequel too , 'Sun, poetry and Fun 'and I apologize if you thought it was 'crash or Crush ' the one with the sequel, because I meant 'Sun,blackmail.. '

It won't be not very long, anyway and very very sickly fluffy, I'll begin posting it tomorrow ok?

Now I'm gonna update 'If you are me 'too ;)