| TITLE: Very Naughty Things -- 1/1 (Very Bad Man) S/D Future'ship SERIES: Yet to be decided. Any suggestions??? AUTHOR: Bree EMAIL: [email protected] RATING: R (for language & dialogue) SPOILERS: Future fic (Dawn's 18) -- post 'The Gift' SUMMARY: Spike asked Dawn out on a date. This is her response. GENRE: Sillyfic CLASSIFICATION: Crush'ship, definitely Future'ship ARCHIVED: Original Sins & Athenaeum, Lil' Nibblin, RRS&S, Baby Girl only, unless you have an S/D fic site and have been archiving my other stuff. Anyone else, just ask first so I know where to find it. DISCLAIMER: Not mine, wish they were. Blah, blah, blah. DEDICATION: To everyone who gave me feedback on 'Very Bad Man' -- thank you! To James and Michelle for their excellent portrayal of two of the best characters ever introduced to television. ACKNOWLEDGEMENT: To Christine for being such a great support for me today and for being my "Very Bad" beta. *smirk* This Spike's for you! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Spike asked me out. Spike asked me out on a date. *Ouch.* Okay, that hurt, so I must not be dreaming. Oh. My. God. Spike asked me out on a date for this weekend. As in four days from today. Should I have seen this coming? Did he throw me a hint at some point that I was supposed to notice and never did? Wait. I know what this is. It's the same thing that happened with Scully and Mulder: UST -- unresolved sexual tension. It's understandable, I suppose, since we spend so much time with each other. We research, patrol and slay together, and with the exception of the time I'm at school and sleeping, I guess you could say that we're always together. Personally, I think we make a pretty good team. Better than he and Buffy ever were. And that's only because I want to be with Spike, and Buffy just put up with him. No wonder he's developed some sort of a crush on me. I mean, that's all it could be, right? Not that I'm not pretty, because I am. And I'm definitely developed in a good way. Much more than Buffy was at my age, that's for sure. And Spike's known for falling for the women he works with. Buffy just never saw Spike in the way that I did. I mean do -- the way I do. Who am I kidding? I've had a crush on Spike since . . . well as long as I can remember! I've certainly had plenty of naughty thoughts through the years about Spike, that's for sure. So it's no wonder I want to be with him. Wait a minute. Did I just say that I want to be with Spike? I did, didn't I? Well, that's because . . . because . . . because it's true! I do want to be with Spike. I really enjoy spending time with Spike. Actually, I enjoy spending time alone with Spike. Lots of alone time with Spike. Buffy was right when she said I had a crush on Spike all those years ago. I just never thought he could ever think of me as anything but his Lil' Bit, though. Oh hell. Who am I kidding? I've been waiting for him to ask me out for over 5 years! It's about damn time he comes to his senses! Stupid vampire. Stupid, hot, sexy vampire. Spike is . . . he's funny, and totally straightforward, and he's cocky in a bad-boy way. And he has great cheekbones, not to mention a nice tight ass. And his eyes . . . they're so easy to get lost in. Especially when he's reminiscing or reading me one of his poems. He will so kill me if I ever told anyone that he still writes poetry. And those lips . . . I can think of lots of naughty things that I'd love for him to do with them. Agh! I have to stop this. Eek! What about Sean and the prom? Well, that's not for another month. Who knows what could happen between now and then? Lots of yummy, Spike-related things for one. Okay, stop thinking about that. Focus. I can't believe that I was asked out by a vampire! How cool is that anyway? And he was *so* proper, too. I think he might even ask Giles' permission. Or maybe Willow's. I'm not sure, but I bet anything he will ask someone. Not Xander, though. He is going to freak when he finds out that I'm going out with Spike. I'll have to hide all of the weapons and wooden furniture when I tell him. Or maybe I'll just have Anya tell him. She's so good at controlling him. Ugh, and I don't even want to go there. I guess I probably shouldn't have laughed when Spike first asked me. But I *really* thought he was kidding. I hope I didn't hurt his feelings. Evidently not, he still wants to go out, so that's a good thing, right? Eep! I almost forgot! He's meeting me for patrol soon. What am I supposed to say? How can I act normal now that he's asked me out? Oh boy. Here he comes. God is he hot. Maybe he'll let me wear his duster sometime if we start dating. Yeah, right. He never let's anyone near that thing. And he is *so* late! I've already staked two vampires, thank you very much. Guess it's time to practice on Spike now. And I can think of some very naughty things to practice doing. STOP IT! This is going to be so uncomfortable now working together. He sees me. Oh God. This is it. I can do this. Hey, I'm the Key to the end of the world! I'm not going to let a lowly vampire bring me down that easily. He just smiled at me. Hey, did he smile at me, or did he *smile* at me? Screw being the Key. "Hey." Very original, Dawn. "Hey there, Bit." "You're late." "Got held up by a couple of nasties." "Oh." I can't even look him in the eyes now. And they're such gorgeous eyes. I have to look directly at him or he's going to sense something. Okay, here goes. "Seen any action?" Why did he ask me that? What is that supposed to mean anyway? Oh, yeah. "Vamps? Yeah, dusted two already." That was very cool. I'm the big bad now, not him. Dusting vamps without his help. Only it would've been more fun if he'd been here. He always knows just how to bring me down from the post-slayage high. Oh God. I can't even focus on anything but his chest. Has he always had such great pecks? Guess I was always too busy looking at other body parts. "Right then." "Right." He's not looking at me. He's looking away from me! How dare he not look at me? Hey, maybe I'm making him uncomfortable too. Hhhhm . . . "So, what do we do know." Let the fun begin. " 'dunno. Guess I could always kick your ass." That should do it. Ha! I got his attention that time. He won't look away from me anymore tonight. Or ever, if I have anything to say, or do, about it. "Could not!" "Could too!" "Not!" "Too!" "Not! Ouch! Hey, no fair!" "Told ya!" And another round of "Kick the "Spike begins. Only this time I might let him kick my ass. Who knows? I just might enjoy it. END |