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A Pirate's Life for Me	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 13102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Pirate's Life for Me
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Spike wasn't sure why he'd agreed
to do this. Personally, he'd thought his plan of chaining Buffy up until she
agreed to listen to him would work just fine, but Dawn insisted that would get
him, at best, a punch in the nose, and he'd be damn lucky if that was all.
So instead he was standing on the Summers' front porch with flowers. Dawn had said he had to be
romantic. Give Buffy flowers. She liked that apparently. He had to prove he was
in love with her by being romantic� Spike took a deep breath, feeling the air
hit his dead lungs. He could do this.
Buffy threw the door open then
paused in shock. "Spike?"
"Um, hi, Buffy," he said,
his tone reminding her scarily of a teenager on his first date. "I, um,
brought you these." He thrust the roses forward.
"Thanks," Buffy said
warily as she took the bouquet. The last time she'd seen Spike he'd been
drunkenly yelling at her. Now he was bringing her flowers? What was he up to?
"Buffy,
honey, who's at the door?"
Joyce asked, coming in from the kitchen.
"It's Spike," Buffy
replied. "With�roses�"
"Oh, how nice," Joyce
said with a smile. "Come on in, Spike." She took the flowers from
Buffy. "I'll go put these in water."
When Joyce had left again, Buffy
faced Spike, her arms crossed. She wanted to run to him, to beg him to hold her
the way he had when they were Elizabeth and William, but she wasn't about to
open her heart just to get it broken even more. Instead, she kept her stance
defensive, kept her guard up. "Why are you here?"
"To bring
you the flowers. Oh, and to ask you to go out with me tonight."
"Go out with you? Like on a
date?"
Spike shuffled his feet. "Yeah�If�if
you want to."
"What about what you said
before? In your crypt?"
"I'd been drinking,"
Spike said. "I wasn't thinking clearly. Didn't mean any
of it." He met her eyes. "Just like I know you didn't mean
what you said either."
"Spike, I don't�"
"Spike! What a pleasant surprise!"
Buffy and Spike both turned to see
Dawn bounding down the stairs. "Uh, hey there, nibblet.
Just came by to try to talk your sister here into going on a date with
me."
"Really? That's so sweet. And
romantic. Buffy, don't you think so?"
Buffy glanced between her sister
and the vampire, who were now standing side by side. "I think you've both
gone a little insane."
Dawn rolled her eyes. "You
should go. You need to get out of the house more anyway." She grabbed
Buffy's jacket from the coat rack and thrust it at her before all but pushing
her out the door.
"Dawn, what are
you�" Before Buffy could finish her sentence, Dawn had guided Spike
out, too, and was in the process of shutting the door.
"You kids have fun!" Dawn
called right before the door closed and the lock was bolted.
"I�she�I don't have my
keys," Buffy said with a frown.
"They'll let you back in
later," Spike said, offering Buffy his arm. "Are you coming with me,
pet?"
Buffy eyed his arm skeptically for
a moment before accepting it. "This better be worth the trouble,
Spike," she muttered as he led her off the porch.
Back in the house, Dawn smiled
brightly, barely able to contain her excitement as she saw the pair walk off
together. Things were going perfectly. Just like she and Spike planned.
"Where's Buffy?" Joyce asked, walking back into the living
room.
"She's out with Spike,"
Dawn said happily. "On a date."
"A date? With Spike?"
Joyce asked, surprised. "I guess that would explain the flowers�"
"So he did bring the flowers,
huh? Roses?"
"Yes� Dawn, do you have some
part in all of this?"
"Just a
little. Isn't it wonderful?"
"I'm not sure 'wonderful' is
quite the word�"
"It is, Mom. Trust me. Spike
is a totally great guy, and Buffy loves him a whole bunch. They'll be such an
awesome couple!"
Joyce frowned, thinking about the
reasons why she'd wanted Angel out of her daughter's life. Spike should invoke
the same feelings in her. It would be her daughter getting involved with
another vampire� But she couldn't seem to find the same dislike she had for
Angel. Maybe it was because Buffy was older now, and Spike seemed more like
someone her own age as opposed to the letch she'd felt Angel to be. But still, the general
idea of her daughter dating a vampire didn't sit right with her. "I don't
want to see Buffy get hurt again," Joyce said.
"She won't. Spike totally
loves her, too. He'd do anything for her, I know it."
"I just�I wanted Buffy to have
a normal life, with someone�"
"Um,
Mom?" Dawn
interrupted. "Your kids are a mystical Key and a vampire Slayer. Normal
isn't happening. Come on, let's pop some popcorn and watch corny movies on
Lifetime."
Joyce glanced out the window once
before following her youngest daughter into the kitchen.

***
*** ***
Buffy looked down at the spread in
front of her. "We're having a picnic. In a cemetery.
Could you possibly be any creepier?"
Spike clenched his jaw for a
moment, trying to keep himself from snapping at her.
Dawn had said over and over that he had to be nice to Buffy, no matter how much
of a bitch she was being. He hated this whole thing. He felt anxious, out of
place, even though he should feel right at home there in Restfield. "Have
a seat, Buffy." He gritted his teeth. "Please."
Buffy gave a dramatic sigh. "Fine." Spike started to walk off, and she sat up
straighter. "Where are you going?"
"Just here," he said,
kneeling by a tombstone and pulling a bottle of champagne and two glasses from
behind it. "Drink?"
"God, yes," Buffy replied
as Spike sat down and poured her a glass. She downed it almost as soon as he
handed it to her, and Spike quirked an eyebrow.
"Thirsty,
kitten?"
"Yeah. Another?"
Buffy drank the second glass
quickly, too, coughing as the bubbles threatened to go up into her nose. She
hoped the alcohol would help to calm her frazzled nerves and twisting stomach.
Being this close to Spike was sending her into overdrive. Her mind and body
were both a wreck, her emotions sent into turmoil. She wanted to be with him again, wanting things to be like they were in
the book.
"You look really beautiful
tonight, Buffy," Spike said softly. Dawn had told him to compliment her,
but he didn't have to force this one. It was true. Bathed in moonlight the way
she was, she looked almost ethereal.
Buffy looked up at his words. He
was looking at her so intently, so much like William� "Spike, I� Demon!"
"Demon?"
"Over there!" Buffy said,
pointing.
Spike jumped up, turning to see a
large, snarly beast coming right for them. "Great, a ludash demon. Just what we needed," he
muttered, falling into a battle stance. Buffy stood beside him, the look of the
Slayer back in her eyes.
The fight itself was over quickly,
the ludash no match against Slayer and vampire. However,
Spike knew the aftermath would not be something so easily dealt with�
Buffy tried in vain to shake off
the green goo that covered her. "You've fought
these things before, Spike?"
"Um,
yeah."
"So you couldn't have thought
to maybe toss out a warning like, 'hey, Buffy, punch it real hard in the
stomach, and it'll explode into green slime?'"
"Sorry� I forgot about that
little part." Buffy glared at him, and Spike added, "But you killed
it, so that's a good thing, right?"
"When it
gets me dripping in demon guts, no." She turned around, walking off.
"Wait!" Spike called,
going after her. "Where are you going?"
"Home. I need a really, really long shower."
Spike tried to ignore the images that immediately conjured in his mind. "Buffy,
I know tonight was a bust, but�"
Buffy stopped, turning around on
her heel. "Look, I don't even know what you were trying tonight, but it's
not going to work. We're not in that damn book anymore. We're in the real
world, and here, we're not in love. So no more flowers or
moonlit picnics, okay? Just�just stay away from me."
Spike looked down at her, tilting
his head slightly, and the pain Buffy saw in his eyes made her heart break.
"Buffy�luv�you can't really mean that."
"I do, Spike. It's what's for
the best. At least�at least until we can get rid of whatever weirdness that
book stirred up."
"Buffy, I can't do that. I
can't stay away from you. I love you."
A part of Buffy wanted to believe
that. She wanted Spike to love her more than she could ever even admit. But she
also knew that it couldn't happen. "You can't love without a soul,"
she spat at him.
Spike took a step back. "I
loved you in the book. I didn't have a soul then either, and I loved you."
"The book made you. It was
just�part of the script."
"No! Dammit, Buffy� I love
you. And not because of some stupid book. I love you
because you're you. I can stand here and look at you covered in slimy demon
guts and still think you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. You're all
I think about, all I dream about. You're on my mind all the bloody time! You're
everything to me, Buffy. Everything."
"Stop it! Just stop it! You're
a vampire�a soulless vampire. You
can't feel that way for me. You can't.
Just let me go." She turned around and started to walk away again, not
wanting Spike to see the tears that were forming in her eyes.
He ran after her again, grabbing
her shoulder. "Buffy, please�"
"Leave me alone."
"I can't. You have to listen
to me. You have to believe."
Buffy grabbed his hand from her
shoulder, throwing him off her. When he came towards her again, she struck,
punching him hard enough to knock him to the ground. He looked up at her in
shock, blood coming from his nose. Buffy's hand went to her mouth as she saw
what she'd done. "Spike�I'm sorry. I'm so sorry�"
He reached out for her. "Buffy�"
It was too much. She wanted to
believe that the love he said he felt for her was more than an after effect of
the book, but she couldn't. She knew that would only get her hurt again.
"I'm sorry," she said again before running back home.
Spike sat in the grass, wiping the
blood from his face.
Apparently the romantic approach
wasn't going to work with Buffy after all�

***
*** ***
Buffy pounded on the door to her
house until her mother finally opened it. "Honey, what happened?"
Joyce asked as she looked at the tear-stained face of her slime-covered
daughter.
"I don't want to talk about it,"
Buffy said. "I just want to take a shower." She pushed past her
mother, running up the upstairs to the bathroom and slamming the door.
Dawn came in from the living room.
"Date didn't go well?"
"She was crying and covered in
slime," Joyce replied.
"Oh. Yeah, those would be bad
signs." Dawn sighed. "I guess Spike and I are going to have to come
up with something else."
"Dawn, I want you to stop
meddling in your sister's life."
"But, Mom! I'm not meddling! I'm helping."
"I really don't think you are,
sweetheart." Dawn started to open her mouth to speak again, but Joyce
didn't let her. "I know you're trying, and you just want Buffy to be
happy, but things are not going to work out between her and Spike. They're too
different to ever have anything real."
"She loves him, Mom. I know
she does. And it's breaking her heart that she thinks she can't be with
him."
"Honey, you're just too young
to understand. Being in love isn't that simple."
"I'm not too young!" Dawn
snapped. "I'm what, a few thousand years old?"
"Dawn�"
"No! I'm going to bed."
"Dawn, sweetie�"
Dawn ignored her mother, storming
up the stairs and slamming her bedroom door behind her.

***
*** ***
Buffy could hear her mother and
Dawn fighting downstairs, and though the words were muffled, she knew it was
about her. It reminded her too much of when her parents had fought all those
years before.
She turned on the water as hot as
she could stand it, discarding her ruined clothes before stepping into the
shower. She sighed as she felt the slime washed from her body, closing her eyes
and letting it all rush down the drain.
She knew Spike had genuinely tried
that night, and she couldn't help but feel bad for him. He had done the best he
could, she was sure, but, seeing as he was who he was, he hadn't been able to
quite get it right. Still, she'd been touched by the gesture, even if she
didn't want to admit that to him.
But that wasn't what mattered.
Whatever was going on in that bleached head of his now, it was only temporary. Some
sort of hangover effect from the book. He'd gotten so used to loving her as
William that he thought he still did now that they were back in Sunnydale. He'd
be over it soon, and then where would that leave her? Dumped yet again? She
couldn't go through that, not now with so many other things weighing down on
her.
Knowing that didn't make her stop
longing for him. She wanted to go to him, pretend for a little bit longer. She
wanted to be wrapped in his arms again, even if it was just for a moment. She
wanted to feel what she'd felt as Elizabeth, that all-encompassing love that
she knew she'd never have to doubt.
Buffy sunk to the bottom of the
shower, her tears falling even long after the water had grown cold.

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I really wasn't trying to blackmail
everyone with the notes in my last chapter. I was just wondering if people were
either bored now that they're out of the book or having a hard time keeping up
with my rapid updates. I wasn't threatening to cut back on anything, although
all the reviews I got for the last chapter were greatly appreciated (thought I
do have to wonder where many of you had been for the last sixteen chapters�lol).
Also, just so you know, I've been
updating the way I have, because I had a bit of a lull in my usually hectic and
crazy life, and I figured I should try to finish up some of these fics I've had
in progress for a while. Pretty soon, I won't be able to update my fics daily
like this, although I'm hoping to have this one and Daylight finished before
that happens. Then I'll go back to work on my other fics and hopefully start
posting something new I have in the works as well.
And please review. Even if it's
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