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I'll Never Not Need You	By : Jerzeyanjel Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 4137 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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The high school wasn�t at all what Spike Channing expected as he stepped out of the sleek black Desoto complete with tinted windows. The school seemed to be something out of a primetime teen soap opera. In fact it looked a lot like Beverly Hills 90210. He wouldn�t have been shocked to run into Dylan Mc Kay or one of the Walsh twins. Spike smiled to himself as he put his sunglasses firmly back over his crystal clear blue eyes and walked towards the front steps leading to the pristine school.

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Buffy Summers sighed loudly as she neared Sunnydale High. It seems just yesterday they were enjoying the last day of their junior year, dreams and plans of the beach and late nights in the midst. Summer was over too quickly and she missed it already. The one light at the end of the tunnel was that this was their senior year, the last year of the torture that was known as high school.

Buffy sighed again and held her books tighter against her chest wishing her final year would go by fast. She shook her head of her thoughts and glanced towards the front of school searching for Willow and Xander, her two best friends.

She didn�t see them right away and made a move to turn away when a shock of violent blond hair came into her line of vision. Buffy started as he turned towards her, his eyes squinting behind the dark tint of his sunglasses. His hair practically gleamed in the sunlight, his skin awash in a golden glow. She was transfixed, her mouth growing dry, as she looked him over from the top of his platinum head to the bottoms of his heavy black boots. A small tingle flowed through her veins as she watched him run a hand through his tousled locks before opening the double doors.

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�Buffy? Earth to Buffy.�

�Huh? What?� Buffy said distractedly as she met the amused gaze of her friend Xander.

�Yeah Buffy what�s up with you today? You are all sorts of spacey,� Willow remarked.

�You can�t be sick of school already. It�s only the first day,� Xander said meeting Willow�s gaze.

�I know�I�m just preoccupied today. Just weird being back in school and all,� she replied as her eyes scanned the outside quad for the mysterious blond she saw earlier.

She had suffered through her first four classes without even a glimpse of him. She searched the hallways between classes for him, even eavesdropped on other�s conversations hoping to get some information on the new guy.

She gasped audibly as she finally caught sight of him. He was sitting on the grass leaning against a large oak tree drinking a Snapple and reading over a piece of paper that sat in his blue denim encased lap.

�What?� Willow asked before following Buffy�s gaze.

�Oh that�s Spike Channing,� Xander said his eyes landing on Buffy�s object of interest.

Buffy�s eyes whipped around.

�You knew his name and you didn�t even tell me?�

�Um�whoa there tiger�didn�t even know you were interested,� Xander defended himself.

�What else do you know about him? Where is he from? How old is he?� Buffy asked hurriedly, her questions coming out faster then a Nascar race.

�Well his name is Spike and he just moved here from London, I didn�t ask his age but I do know he�s a senior like us.�

�What�s with the stares Buffy?� Willow asked as Buffy started to zone out again while staring at Spike.

�Huh? Nothing. I just�I dunno there�s something about him. I have got to meet him,� She said in a serious tone.

�There�s something about him? Come on, you have to give us more then that,� Xander laughed. �Someone has a crush.�

Buffy didn�t have time to answer Xander when the bell rang signally lunch was officially over.

�What do we have next anyhow?� Willow asked as they stood and gathered their things.

�American Lit,� Xander answered, checking his schedule. They were lucky enough to have almost all their classes together.

�Ready Buffy?� Willow asked as Buffy turned towards them.

�Yeah�guys�I need your help. I need to find out as much as I can about our new guy. Will you help me?� She pleaded with them.

�What�s so special about him? Must be the bleach,� Xander muttered as Willow agreed to help her.

Willow elbowed him in the ribs as Buffy�s expectant eyes landed on him.

�Ugh�of course I will help you Buff. The Xand-man is always the helpiest helper.�

�Thanks guys. You two are the bestest friends a girl could ever have,� she said excitedly as she wrapped them both in a hug.

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Buffy was still smiling as she entered Mr. Hobson�s American Lit class. That was until she spotted the object of her infatuation sitting next to the window, the sunlight streaming in and bouncing off his already vibrant head. As soon as she spotted him his eyes met hers. Clear blue pools met green as their eyes locked. Buffy blushed slightly under his intense gaze and inwardly groaned at the lost of contact as he tore his eyes from hers.

She stifled a sigh as she sat down at the desk next to him. She plastered a bright smile on her face as she turned towards him.

�Hi. I�m Buffy�Buffy Summers,� she said, proud that her voice wasn�t shaking.

�Spike�Spike Channing,� he replied glancing at her, a small smile forming on his lips.

She opened her mouth to say something else just as the teacher whirled in. Buffy had to clamp her lips shut as Mr. Hobson began his first day introductions.

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As much as Spike tried to pay attention to the teacher he couldn�t help but feel the small blonde�s eyes on him. She glanced over at him several times, his skin heating up with every blink of her forest green depths.

It was the same girl he had seen this morning walking up casually to the school. He couldn�t help but stare at her as she looked around, her hair ruffling in the slight breeze. His heart started to beat faster as she kept looking at him, a slight blush staining her cheeks. She looked so familiar to him that it caused an ache in his heart.

He shuffled his feet in front of him trying to concentrate on the words spewing from the teacher�s mouth but he couldn�t. He tilted his head to the side and looked at Buffy out of the corner of his eye. She was looking at him again, a mix of emotions playing off her beautiful features.

Before Spike knew it the bell was ringing, Spike gathered his things and dashed out of the classroom without even a backwards glance at Buffy.

Spike rushed to his car and drove the 5-minute drive to his house. He opened the door and was greeted with silence; his uncle was still at work. He sighed with relief and went up the stairs to his room. He dropped his books on the desk and laid down on his bed, his arms behind his head, his legs crossed.

He closed his eyes and immediately the image of Buffy Summers played against his closed lids. She reminded him of long times past in London, her face an exact replica of his first love�s, the only difference being the dark green of her eyes. Spike flinched inwardly as memories flooded his senses.

�Come on Spike, dance with me,� Emma begged, her face filled with hopefulness.

Spike couldn�t resist her as he swept her up in his arms, dancing with her in the garden of his home, the sun setting in the sky, the only music was that of the crickets and sing song birds.

Emma screamed as a shot rang out, her body slumping against his. Her arms fell to her sides as Spike fell to the ground trying to cover her. He looked down at her paling face, crimson blood seeping through the lemony yellow bodice of her dress.

�Help!!!!� Spike screamed as he cradled Emma�s head against his chest. �Someone please help us!!�

�Don�t leave me Spike,� Emma breathed as she gasped for breath. Spike�s eyes filled with tears as he stroked her soft cheek.

�Don�t close your eyes Emma, help is coming.�

�I love you Spike. I will always love you,� Emma said as silent tears fell down his face. �Give us a kiss love.�

His tears splashed onto her pale face as he leaned down and touched his lips to hers. She stiffened in his arms and the pressure in her lips faded away. Spike tore his mouth from hers and yelled into the setting sun, rocking back and forth, holding her body tight against his, oblivious to the blood staining his shirt and his heart.
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