Setting – Angel S5 – AU – Takes place in resurrected Sunnydale. Just imagine Wolfram & Hart worked some mojo and restored it to its former self. Spike and Darla come across each other and things develop between them.
Darla walks out into the fresh air keeping a close eye on the young couple. They head further down the dark alley way, watching them make out. Darla grabs the guy, slipping her game face on, pushing the girl to Spike, biting hard into her neck feeling the sweet warm blood flow through into her mouth.
She stops and watches Spike as she throws the body of the dead guy to the ground. "Now I'm feeling much better," and she smiled at him.
Spike caught the girl and shifted his game face on as he backhanded her hard across the face, just when she started to struggle. Wrenching her neck hard to the side he then bit into her savagely, growling deep in his chest. He drinks greedily, dropping the body when he is done and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
Shaking his game face off he turned around to face Darla. He raised his eyebrows at her, "You got that right!" He swaggered slowly towards her and touched her cheek lightly, "And look at you. You're all glowing." He let his hand drop down by his side as he looked into her eyes. Tilted his head to the side he talked slowly and quietly, "So, what do you want to do now then?" and he bit his bottom lip, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips as his blue eyes darkened in color.
Darla looked up at him, watching him, biting her bottom lip. She wanted to see how long he would last. "Let's go back inside. I feel like dancing again," and she walked ahead, down the alley and made her way inside the club, waiting for him to follow.
Spike smiled when she said she wanted to dance. He jogged a bit to catch up with her as she walked ahead. As he caught up with her inside he over took her slightly, taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor. He smirked at the people around him as they moved and made a big space for him and Darla. He gently pulled her into his arms, placing his hands at her waist and looked into her eyes. Starting to move slowly in time with the music he pulled her closer against him.
Darla placed her hands on his neck, looking into his eyes, swaying to the music. "So, Dru left you for a Chaos demon?" and she laughed softly at the thought, recalling how ugly they really were. "Well she was fucked up good, never understood why'd she'd leave you though."
Spike scoffed and then chuckled, "Yeah, well, it was one of the best things she ever could have done." He continued to move with the music, in time with her own movements. He shrugged one shoulder at her words, "Well, she was barmy and definitely didn't have all her eggs in one basket." He frowned and spoke quietly, "What don't you understand about it then?" and he looked deep into her eyes, wondering why she would suddenly admit such a thing, and to him of all people.
Darla laughed softly to what Spike said about Dru, agreeing mostly with what he had said. She did feel bad about her, it was Angelus' fault she was like that. Also, she did help bring Darla back a couple of times, which she was grateful for.
"Well you are a real catch. Loyal, you always looked after her, even when she didn't deserve it," and she looked longingly into Spikes eyes, trying not to fall for the famous Spike charm.
Spike raised his eyebrows with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Is that right?" he paused, "Well, of cause I am, and so are you." He shrugged one shoulder, trying to act nonchalant when really the pain of losing her always felt like a stab to the heart, and spoke quietly, "Yeah, well, I loved her, didn't I? And you should always be loyal to the one you love. She needed looking after and I didn't mind doing it. No one cared for her like I did, even when she was off doing other things she shouldn't. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't be here now," he took a shaky breath and stroked the side of her cheek lightly, "with you." He frowned slightly, wanting nothing more than to lean in and kiss her suddenly.