He opened the door for her and they uncomfortably made their way inside
still covered in green slime.
"Luv, next time a little warning before you make the demon explode"
Spike said before handing the red head a towel.
"Well I didn't know it would make him explode!" she said as she tried
to wipe off as much slike as she could.
For the past several weeks the two of them had been going out patroling.
Spike liked using his vamp powers and now that he was chipped fighting
demons was the only way he could used them. And Willow jumped at the chance
to practice a new spell. Only tonight it had backfired and the duo have
ended up covered in green slimy demon blood. "Well, he's dead isn't he?"
The truth was that the two had grown closer to each other and had started
to enjoy each other's company. They both secreatly hated when they were
interupted to fight the bads of Sunnyhell.
Willow watched as Spike tried to get as much of the slime out of his
hair. Despite his efforts his hair was still left with a tint of green.
All he had accomplished was making it messy. But he looks good with it
messy, actually he looks good no matter what...
You're a song
Written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong cause
This may sound to you a bit odd
Willow loved him. She wasn't sure how long she had known or even how long she had felt this way but she had finally admitted it to herself. Although it was driving her crazy she didn't tell anyone of her feeling because it was too risky. If he didn't return her feelings she'd lose a friend and she really needed him right now. For the moment she was content just being here with him.
But you own this place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under you clothes
Is where I find them
"This isn't going to work"
Willow looked at him. "Huh?"
Spike droped the towel which was now covered in slime but Spike looked
no less slime free then before. "This stuff isn't coming off!"
Spike pulled off his shirt and Willow had to choke down a gasp as his
perfect chest came into view.
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
"...Shower"
She snapped out of her trace at his last word. "Huh?" she repeated
again. He looked at her curiously before repeating himself.
"I think we need a shower. You wanna go first Red?"
She nodded and turned for the bathroom. She could feel her face getting
hot from blushing.
Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
As the last of the slime washed down the drain she truned off the water and wrapped a new towel around her. She sat on the edge of the tub still trying to figure out how long she had loved Spike for.
Since Buffy died. After Buffy was gone, her and Spike had taken over most of the slayage duties and comforted each other when the other had a break down. Somewhere along the way she had fallen for the vampire.
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other
There was a knock at the door. Before she could answer the door was
pushed open slightly. Hearing no objections Spike made his way inside.
"I heard the water stop"
"Oh right, sorry" she remembered that Spike still needed to get cleaned up. Trying her best to sound and act normal she got up and hoped that Spike mistook her tears as water droplets from the shower. The thought of her best friend's death always made her cry. She knew that Spike also took Buffy's death really hard and she didn't want to make him sad by bringing the thought back to his mind.
Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
"Pet, what's wrong?" he wasn't falling for her brave act. He knew her too well to know when she was in pain. She shoke her head trying with all her might not to cry but the tears came back and she couldn't stop them. He took her him his arms.
I love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing
You know it's true
Oh baby it's so funny
You almost don't belive it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the celing
Like a lady to her good manners
I'm tied up to this feeling
"Don't leave me" she sodded into his chest. He held onto her as if his life depended on it. "I'm not going anywhere luv."
Underneath your clothes
There's and enless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deverve
For being such a good girl
read the sequal 'Shoulder To Cry On'