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Part XI - Sugamoon
Spike and Buffy gawked at the creature standing before them, its toothless mouth gaping open in a strange form of a smile.
“Why you still here? Why you not in sugamoon?” it asked with a screeching voice.
The two blondes eyed each other in confusion.
“Suga-?“ Buffy stopped in mid-sentence and rephrased as she shook her head: “What are you? What are you doing here?”
At the question the scrawny demon frowned.
“You hit head?”
“Huh?”
“Me It.” It explained as another of its odd smiles spread over its lips.
“You it?” It was Spike’s turn to question.
In response, the creature emphatically nodded, goofy grin still plastered on.
Cautiously, Buffy took a step towards the funny demon and bent down to observe it closely. It didn’t look dangerous. No teeth, no claws, no horns. Nope, nothing dangerous about him, except for the strange smell it emanated. Standing up straight, the Slayer leaned back towards the vampire that stood behind her.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Do I look like a walking demonology book to you, Slayer?” Spike quipped, raising his scarred eyebrow when he noticed the small demon eyeing him with its large eyes.
Buffy sighed at his reply but tried to ignore it as she continued to speak.
“What is it doing here?”
“And once again - not a walking demon-“
“Ok, ok, I get it.” The Slayer exhaled again turning her attention to the demon. “Hum… It?”
The creature grinned wildly.
“Can you come here for a second?” She asked as she moved between the shelves packed with books.
The demon gingerly followed, its small feet dragging on the floor making a shuffling sound as it moved. Spike couldn’t help smiling as he noticed its odd way of walking, it seemed strangely familiar.
“Hey, did you get the b-“ Willow’s voice trailed off as she saw the small creature standing next to the Slayer.
Everyone around the table turned to look at the demon.
“Yacks! What is it?” Xander immediately jumped up.
“Xander!” It squeaked in its high-pitched voice, shuffling its feet across the room, its arms wide open as he closed the distance between the two.
The young man was up and cowering behind his fiancée before the demon could reach him.
“Ah! Get it away from me!”
The demon’s _expression changed at Xander’s reaction, its lower lips jutting out for a painful pout.
“It knows you!” Anya noted. Slowly, as realisation came so did a frown over her forehead. “Why does it know you? Xander! Where do you know this demon from?” she asked with an accusing tone.
“I-I don’t know. I have no idea.” The young man tried to defend himself.
“You no like me no more?” The creature squeaked sadly.
“Oh, it’s so cute!” Dawn and Willow said in unison.
Buffy frowned at her sister’s and best friend’s statement.
“You think it’s cute? We don’t know what it is, for all we know it could be a deadly demony… evil… thing that is planning to kill us all.” The Slayer tried to reason.
“Right, you can just tell it’s planning to tear us to small unrecognisable pieces with its huge, non-existing teeth.” Spike mocked from his spot leaning against a bookcase.
“Hey!” Buffy protested. Turning to the rest of the gang she continued: “We have to find out what it is. We have to research.”
“Or we could just ask the little bugger, seeing as he speaks English.” The vampire’s tone dripped with sarcasm.
The Slayer shot him a dirty look before turning to ask the demon:
“Where-are-you-from? Where-do-you-live?” Buffy said the two phrases carefully, articulating each word as if she was speaking to a foreigner who knew little or no English.
The creature tilted its head and frowned before asking: “You hit head?”
Buffy’s lips settled in a straight line as she heard the muffled laugh coming from the vampire behind her.
“You think you can do better?” she asked as she turned to face the Brit.
“Couldn’t be worst.” The vampire pushed himself off the bookcase and uncrossed his arms. “Hey, there.”
“Hi, Spike!” It greeted.
The blonde was a little disconcerted with the fact that the demon knew his name, but tried to ignore it.
“What are you doing here?”
“Helping Anya.” It gingerly answered as it smiled toward the young woman.
“You know Anya?” The vampire asked.
The creature nodded.
“Do you know all of us?” Spike circled his index finger in the air, gesturing toward everyone.
It turned to scan the room.
“Me not know her.” And it pointed towards Sam who was still sitting around the table next to Dawn.
“Everyone else you know?”
Another nod.
“Where do you know us from?”
This time it froze. It didn’t seem to understand the question.
“Me know everyone.” It simply answered.
“Yes, we’ve established that. Now, where do you know us from?” The vampire asked again.
“Me know from… Master?”
Everyone frowned.
“From fighting Master.” It elaborated.
“You fought the Master with us?” Buffy asked with a frown. “Why would we need a scrawny little demon to fight a vampire?”
“No vampire.” It corrected.
“No vampire?” The Slayer repeated.
“Master, no vampire.”
“I give up.” Buffy sighed flopping onto a nearby chair.
“Look, its probably from a parallel universe, where it helped us fight some Big Bad who happened to be a Master.” Willow offered.
At the Wicca’s explanation the short demon scratched its head.
“Parallel universe?”
“What is it doing here now?” Dawn asked as she stared at the cute little thing.
“The two universes must be joined right now.” Sam finally spoke. “He’ll probably disappear like all the other ones.”
~*************************************************~
Three hours later, the demon sat on the floor squeaking “Wind Beneath My Wings” off the top of its lungs.
“Hey! Knock it off!” Spike growled for the third time.
“Sorry!” The demon shrilled bowing its head as it stood up and began walking around.
“Don’t shout at It!” Dawn, Willow and Sam protest in unison and the vampire sank into his chair.
Xander peeped over the edg the the large volume he was holding and smiled at the sight of the small demon shuffling its feet as it walked.
“It looks like a scrawny version of ET. It even walks like it.” The young man remarked.
“Oh, yeah! That’s what it reminded me of.” Spike spoke, glancing towards the slimy creature.
They all returned to their research when a strange humming sound started coming from It, gradually, words followed and once more It was pseudo-singing as loud as it could.
“Bloody hell!” The vampire bellowed and as a result he got staking looks from all the females present. “You said that it would disappear!” Spike groaned accusingly at Sam.
“It’s taking longer. Maybe its getting worse and now the mixing is taking longer to get… unmix The The redhead offered defensively.
“It’s a Khind’Ara demon.” Anya explained as she read from a book she held in her hands. “Harmless, sort of dumb-“
“Hey!” the demon protested. “Me no dumb!” Crossing its scrawny arms over its chest in a sign of protest.
“Not much more. Except that it survives by serving other larger, stronger demons.” Anya continued.
Everyone looked at the demon pouting in the corner and a general sigh was heard.
“He’s just so cute.” Sam noted.
“He’s bloody annoying that’s what he is. If he sings that tune one more time I’m gonna…” The vampire trailed off as Dawn gave him a look of steel.
A few minutes later…
“You are the wind beneath my wings…” the demon screeched.
“Ok, that’s it!” Spike growled, standing up and walking towards the creature with ground eating steps.
Buffy was off her chair and between the two in a flash. It cowered behind the Slayer for protection as she looked up to meet the vampire’s angry gaze.
“You’re not touching him.” She stated.
“Slayer, you might actually like that tune, you might even want it during your wed-“ He wasn’t able to finish as the Slayer’s hand now covered his mouth.
“No need to dig up nasty memories.” She said.
Slowly, realisation that her fingers were touching his parted lips dawned on her and she froze as a rush of electricity coursed through her. She swallowed hard trying to ignore it, fighting the urge to roll her eyes back in their sockets as she felt him close his mouth and accidentally kiss her skin.
Spike pulled a sharp, unnecessary breath at the feel of her fingers on his lips, her familiar scent flaring his nostrils, bringing with it the memory of her touch, her taste. He could swear he could sense the blood rushing in his body, but suddenly it was gone.
She dropped her hand quickly as she noticed the look on everyone’s faces.
“J-Just leave It alone.” She stuttered as she felt the flush take over the pale complexion of her face.
“Then make it stop singing that bloody tune.” He snarled.
Turning around and squatting down she spoke softly:
“It, stop singing that song, the bad vampire here doesn’t like it.”
“But is song from wedding.” The small demon squeaked.
“Wedding?” Anya frowned. “Someone played that God awful song at my wedding? No one’s playing that, not even in a parallel universe. Except if…” her _expression changed from outrage to fear. “Oh my God Xander! I have bad taste in a parallel universe!” The ex-demon started to bawl.
“Oh… honey, no you don’t. I’m sure it wasn’t our wedding.” Xander tried to reassure her.
“It no Anya and Xander wedding.” It spoke
“See…” The young man said as he noticed his fiancée was starting to calm down.
“It Buffy and Spike wedding.” It quipped with a huge grin.
“WHAT?!” everyone in the room said in unison, except for Sam who had already had a flash from the demon some time before.
“Wha-what do you mean, my wedding with Spike?” Buffy asked incredulous.
“You marry Spike.” It announced.
“I’m gonna marry Spike?” A hint of despair floated in her voice as she stood up and turned to look at the vampire.
“No.” The demon corrected.
“Thank God!” Xander breathed.
“You already marry Spike. You be in sugamoon now!”
“Suga-what?” Spike asked.
“I think he means honeymoon.” Sam stepped in as she tried to bite back the laughter
“We got married and went on a honeymoon?” Buffy asked incredulous as the demon nodded wildly.
~*******************************************************~
Buffy sat on the chair with her hands buried in her hair.
“I married Spike?”
“I guess so.” Willow spoke softly as she patted her best friend’s back.
“How cool can that be?” Dawn asked with a smile that went from one ear to the other.
“It’s not cool, Dawn. It-it’s… wrong.” Buffy lifted her head to look at her younger sister who was now rolling her eyes.
“It’s just a parallel universe. It’s not like you-you’ve actually married him, Buffy.” Tara tried to reason.
“But…” The Slayer trailed off and let out a heavy sigh as she turned to look at the demon sitting in the corner playing with its fingers.
Outside, evening had fallen and it was dark. Xander, Anya, Spike and Sam had gone out to get pizzas. It was going to be a long research night.
“I’m gonna marry her!” The vampire kept saying over and over.
“You’re not going to marry her. You married her, in a parallel universe.” Sam corrected him and instantly got a painful image from him. “Fine, I’ll just shut up then.” The redhead groaned as she leaned on the counter of the Pizza place. She stared through the large windows and saw Anya and Xander talking in the car.
Suddenly, the vampire’s eyes widened:
“Can you read little ET’s mind?”
“I told you I can’t read mind-“ she stopped in mid-sentence as another aching ‘illustration’ assaulted her. “I only get pummelled by horrible pictures coming from everyone’s head.” She grumbled. “ And yes, I got a very pretty one from you’re wedding. You look kind of cute in a tuxedo by the way.”
“What was it like? Where? How did-“
“Hey! Question-man!” Sam held up her hand as she tried to stop the avalanche of question being thrown at her. “One at a time.”
“Where was-“ he started but she cut him off as 4 family sized boxes of pizza were set in front of them.
“Pizza’s done!” she said with an evil grin as she picked them up and headed for the door.
“Hey! Come here, we can’t talk in the car, Anya and Xander…” The vampire protested walking after her.
“We’ll talk later.”
~******************************************************~
She threw feeble blows against the punching bag, her mind drifted and she didn’t notice the hollow sound of footsteps entering the training room.
“Luv…?”
She felt her heart jump up to her throat at the familiar voice. She wasn’t ready to deal with him yet. Not yet. Actually, not ever. So they had married in a parallel universe, so what? Probably, the Buffy in that world was completely different from her. ‘She’s probably-‘
Her mind and body froze as she felt cold fingers encircle her shoulder. After a few seconds she turned around to face him. He stood in front of her, light blue shirt, black jeans, army boots. The usual. Actually, no, not usual. She had never seen that shirt. Had he gone home and changed when he’d gone out for pizzas.
“Look, Spike, I don’t want to talk about this.” She started as she tried to walk away but he held her by her arm.
“Don’t do this Buffy. We need to talk about it. You can’t just ignore it.” He spoke softly, calmly, but there was a hint of nervousness in his tone.
“What’s to ignore, there is nothing to ignore. It won’t happen.” She argued as she freed herself from his grip and started unwrapping the straps of tape she had wrapped around her knuckles.
Her eyes were buried in her task, watching as each layer peeled off to reveal sweat palms. Long after she had finished she was still fidgeting with the white cloth.
“Buffy, look at me. You can’t-“
“I can do whatever I damn well please.” She snapped looking up at him, but soon regretted it as she felt her stomach twist in a familiar way.
“You knew this would eventually happen.”
“What?” She yelped. “That I would marry you in a parallel universe. I’m glad to say the thought never crossed my mind.”
Deep, confused wrinkles marred his forehead as he looked at her puzzled.
“A parallel universe? Buffy? What are you talking about?”
“About you and me being married in a parallel-What do you think I’m talking about?” She let out a frustrated gasp.
“Wha’? I was talking about Dawn… and college. We’re married?” The vampire asked extremely confused.
“Dawn and college?”
“Yes. Dawn’s going off to college.” Suddenly, his _expression changed and a hint of fear was visible in his blue eyes. He took a step towards her and rested his hands over her arms, as if he was afraid she’d faint at any second. “Buffy, did you hit your head?”
Cold, trembling fingers quickly travelled over her shoulder, under her chin and along the side of her face to brush away the few loose strands that escaped the elastic band that tied her hair into a ponytail. He carefully inspected her face and checked her for a fever.
“Spike?” she looked up, over her frown at the hand that still rested on her forehead. “What are you doing?”
“You ok?” The concern evident in his voice.
“I’m pretty sure I’m fine. You on the other hand I’m not so sure. I think you’re bordering on the insane. And why do you keep touching me?” she suddenly backed away as the closeness between them seemed too much to handle.
“What do you mean?” He stopped moving as he noticed every time he took a step toward her she would take three backwards.
“This whole… touching and… Spike we are not going back there!” she warned him.
“Back where?” he was completely out of the loop. He couldn’t even see the loop. There was no loop at all from his perspective.
“Back to… you know!” Seeing the frown over his eyebrows she tried to elaborate. “Me coming to your place and… well, us meeting in places and…”
“Buffy… You’re scaring me, luv. Are you sure you didn’t hit your head or drink some kind of potion or-“
“No! There is no potion or anything. I’m fine. There is nothing wrong with me. You’re the one who is acting strange.” She spoke quickly without taking a breath.
“Then what’s this talk about parallel universes?” He was getting increasingly frustrated.
Suddenly, a light bulb seemed to light up in her head.
“Oh my God. You’re another one of them, aren’t you?” Her words travelled between her fingers that now covered her mouth.
“One of them? Buffy…” Before he could finish she was moving towards the door that led to the Magic Box.
“Come with me and I’ll show you.” She said as he followed her. “Guys, we have another PAE. You’ll never believe what-“ she stopped in mid-sentence when she entered the next room.
“PAE? Where are you going?” The vampire shouted after her.
He jumped up as she abruptly halted her stride causing him to bump into her.
Everything was out of place. The counter was on the opposite side, next to the door and at the right corner, where the cash register used to be there was a large curtain, as if sealing off that area. There were l bol bookcases but they were lined up the wrong way.
“What happened?” She asked, as she remained frozen in place.
“What do you mean?”
“Why is everything turned around?”
“Nothing’s turned around. It looks exactly the same as it always is.”
“No, it’s not! The counter should be over there, the table over here and what is that curtain thing?” She pointed wildly at all the oddities.
“You were the one that gave the idea to separate the research area from the rest of the shop so we wouldn’t have to close it every time we had to research, remember? When Anya made the remodelling after Glory trashed the place?”
“Glory? She trashed the place?” Slowly realisation came. “Oh my God, I am the PAE!”
“PAE? What’s a PAE? Buffy?”
~************************************************************~
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