TITLE: LIFEBLOOD
AUTHOR: mana0819
CHAPTER: Spike Meets Angel (3/?)
PAIRING:
Angel/Spike
RATING: R
CHAPTER 3
He thought
the guy was an angel.... A dark angel. He had the face of an angel and the body
of the god. He had dark piercing eyes. He was tall and muscular. His hair was
dark brown and straightened up like spikes by hair gel. His ears were pierced a
lot.... His left ear had 5 holes and right one had 6 holes. He was wearing a
black t-shirt and pair of old black jeans. The t-shirt was little tight and you
could see the muscles under it easily. He was looking straight into the
blonde's clear shining blue eyes.
"ANGEL!!
You are here!" Cordelia shouted happily and hugged him tightly.
"Hey
Cordy. It's been a while. How have you been?" Angel hugged her back.
"Great
as usual. I miss you though." Cordelia said little sadly.
"I miss
you too. You guys all. .. Anyway, what's this meeting been about?" Angel
asked calmly giving a glance at the blond teen again.
"Oh,
yes, Angel! This is my cousin, Spike." Wes said pointing at the teen.
"And
Spike, That's Angel." Wes said turning to glance at his cousin.
"Hey."
Angel said with a half-smile.
"Hey."
Spike said slightly shyly.
"So...
again... why are you guys all here??" Angel asked keeping his eyes off the
beautiful blonde.
"You
know, we've been looking for a vocalist for the band and we just found the
one!! Spike here!!" Doyle said giving him a tip on the shoulder.
Spike smiled
shyly and glanced at Angel who looked somehow sad. Angel noticed Spike was
glancing at him and smiled lightly at him.
"That's
great, guys." Angel said delightfully.
"Yeah.
And you know, we wanted you to listen to his singing 'cause you were the
original member and the leader of the band." Doyle said hopefully.
"Sure..."
Angel said calmly eyeing at his ex band members.
"Cool.
What you wanna play, Spike?" Gunn asked cheerfully.
Spike just
shrugged.
"How
about 'Pieces" by Sum 41? Can you sing it?" Doyle asked the blonde.
"Yeah. I
can. That's one of my favorite." Spike said smiling lightly.
"Cool!"
Gunn said delightfully.
Gunn walked
to the stage and sat at the back of the drum set. He picked up his sticks and
tried out a little. Doyle also picked his bass from the stage floor and got
ready to play. Spike stood behind the microphone. He was so nervous. He
couldn't keep his eyes off the most gorgeous guy in the world. He didn't want
to disappoint the guy at all. He wanted to please him with his singing.
"Ready?"
Gunn asked calmly.
Spike closed his
eyes for a brief moment and opened them slowly telling himself to be confident.
Then he found a pair of beautiful dark eyes looking straight at him. When he
looked straight into those orbs, he forgot all his nervousness.
I tried to be perfect but nothing was worth it
I don't
believe it makes me real
I thought
it'd be easy but no one believes me
I meant
all the things I said
If you
believe it's in my soul
I'd say
all the words that I know
Just to
see if it would show
That I'm
trying to let you know
That I'm
better off on my own
Spike saw Angel closed his eyes comfortably. After a while, Angel
walked up to the stage and picked up the guitar rested against the wall. He
started joining the music, at first, little hesitantly but as he kept playing,
all shyness and fear disappeared. He just lost himself in the music.
This place is so empty
My
thoughts are so tempting
I don't
know how it got so bad
Sometimes
it's so crazy that nothing can save me
But it's
the only thing that I have
If you
believe it's in my soul
I'd say al
the words that I know
Just to
see if it would show
That I'm
trying to let you know
That I'm
better off on my own
Everyone there stared at the dark haired guitarist in awe. Gunn
and Doyle grinned at each other delightfully. They were so sure their plan had
worked.
Angel was
clearly the best guitarist before but now he was much better than he had been.
The sound of guitar was totally in harmony with singing voice. They were
improving each other's sound much better. Like they could feel each other
perfectly.... Like they were meant to be.
I tried to be perfect it just wasn't worth it
Nothing
could ever be so wrong
It's hard
to believe me
It never
gets easy
I guess I
knew that all along
If you
believe it's in my soul
I'd say all
the words that I know
Just to
see if it would show
That I'm
trying to let you know
That I'm
better off on my own
When the music finished, there was a long silence. Everyone was so
moved and couldn't find a word.
"That
was.... Damn great!!" Wesley exclaimed still in shock.
"Yeah...
Absolutely brilliant!!" Cordelia said cheerfully.
"Angel!
You're still the best guitarist ever, man!" Doyle said happily.
"Yup,
Angel! That was so great! I can't find a right word to describe it!" Fred
said also cheerfully.
"I'd
say... you are a genius!!" Gunn shouted delightfully.
"Thanks
guys...for saying that. But it's kinda too much..." Angel said appreciated
at his friends and he looked at the blond and said tenderly eyeing straight at
the stunned blond teen, "But that wasn't me.... Spike, you're the best
vocalist I've ever known. I'd really like to make music and play the guitar for
your voice."
Spike was too
astonished to form any kind of sentences. He just stared at Angel in silence
for a while.
"I.....
I'd like that...." Spike said slightly quietly but loud enough for
everyone to catch.
Everyone
cheered at this. They were so glad that Angel had come back to the band. They
were going to be the best band ever!! Everyone believed so.
"OK!
Now, we gotta celebrate!! Call Lorne and tell him to open the bar now!!"
Doyle shouted loudly and cheerfully. He was ready to have a great drinking
party.
Wesley made a
phone call to Lorne, the owner of the club and bar called "Caritas".
In less than 15 minutes, he came to the club and congratulated them happily
when he heard the news. He found a blond teenager in the club and walked up to
him.
"So...you're
the new vocalist? I suppose." He asked nicely.
"Yeah.
I'm Spike." the teen said lightly.
"I'm
Lorne, the owner of this club. I'm sure you'll be hanging here a lot. The band
members come here like every night. So you like this club?" he asked
gently.
"This
place is cool. Much better than those in
"You're
from
"Actually,
it was yesterday. I'm staying with my cousin, Wes." Spike said
matter-of-factly.
"Oh. You
guys are cousins. I knew Wes's got a cousin but didn't realize it was you. You guys
look too different. Anyway, I'm looking forward to listen you singing some time
soon. You have to be a total great singer if Angelcakes decided to join back
the band and all." Lorne said happily.
"I don't
know.... He's the hell of a bloody great guitarist. I'm just some singer."
Spike said slightly hesitantly shrugging.
"Nah.
You gotta be... Angelcakes never wanted to play the guitar after what
happened..." Lorne muttered quietly.
"What
happened?" Spike asked in wonder, on hearing the guy's muttering.
"Oh. No
Sweet. It's not my place to say anything about it. You know what? I should open
the bar and give them some drinks to celebrate. You can have some sodas
too." Lorne said hurriedly and walked to the bar.
Spike saw the others laughing and hugging each another. And he saw
Angel smiling cheerfully, smiling like an angel. He felt his heart skip from
joy. But he felt also uneasy by the sight. Fred saw Spike standing by himself
nervously and walked toward him.
"Hey
there, Spike. You have great voice!" Fred said slightly shyly.
"Thanks,
Fred." Spike said and nodded casually.
"You
wanna join us up there? I mean, you should. We'd like it a lot. You are
officially the member of the band and also our friend!!" Fred said
cheerfully but more like she mumbled really fast.
Spike
chuckled at this.
"Thanks."
Spike said quietly but happily.
"OK.
Then. Shall we go?" Fred said little embarrassedly.
"We
shall." Spike said smiling at the sweet girl.
They walked
up to where the others were now sitting. They were sitting around a large
circle table. Fred took the seat between Wesley and Gunn. Spike stood there for
a second not knowing where to sit.
"Hey,
Spike. Sit here." Angel said patting the chair next to him.
Spike smiled
thankfully and sat next to him.
Then Lorne
came back with a huge pitcher of beer and glassed for everyone and a glass of
coke. He handed glassed to everyone and put the pitcher in the middle of the
table. He handed the glass of coke to Spike. Wesley poured the beer into the
glasses and handed them. Lorne took the seat next to Gunn. Everyone held up
their glasses.
"So...
who wants to make a toast?" Doyle asked excitedly circling his arm around
his girlfriend's waist.
"I
do." Angel said softly and stood up from the chair. He glanced at everyone
around the table before he started speaking again.
"Well, I
really wanna thank you guys all...for being great friends for all these years.
I wouldn't be here without any of you....including you, Spike. Guys. Thanks for
waiting for me to come back to the band. It means a lot to me to play in this
band... so.... To true friends!!" Angel said thankfully and tenderly.
"To true
friends!!" Everyone repeated and raised their glassed highly.
Doyle, Gunn
and Angel tossed down the glass full of beer. They poured some more beer into
their glasses. Everyone started chatting with someone near.
"So,
Spike. Um... Is that your real name?" Angel asked interestedly at the
young blond.
"Oh,
it's just a nickname. My real name is William... William Caldwell." Spike
said slightly shyly.
"It's
pretty strange even for a nickname." Angel said teasingly.
"Like
yours isn't strange at all." Spike said grinning brightly.
"Angel's
a nickname I got when I was a little kid 'cause of my middle name 'Angelus'. My
first name is Liam." Angel explained casually but little sadness appeared
in his dark brown orbs for a moment.
"Cool
name. But I guess Angel fits you better." Spike said shrugging.
"What?
Am I that girly??" the older guy asked slightly angry and hurt.
"No! I
didn't mean that way!" the teenager denied hastily in worry that he might
have hurt the other guy's feeling.
"God.
Spike! You are damn funny!! I was just frigging teasing!!" Angel said
laughing quite loudly.
"Oh....
Oh...." Spike looked down at his feet. He was so embarrassed that he
blushed as red as a tomato.
"So
funny!! Well. Anyway. How old are you now, Spike?" Angel asked still
laughing hard.
"I just
turned 16." Spike answered still blushing red.
"So
you'll be a junior next year?" Angel asked.
"Yeah.
The school year's already over so I'll start school here after this
summer." Spike explained casually.
"Cool.
So you like it here so far?" Angel asked gently.
"Yeah.
LA's great place. I haven't been anywhere special though." Spike said
shrugging slightly.
"You
wanna go somewhere? I could show you around LA if you want." Angel
volunteered kindly.
"Really?
Thanks." Spike said smiling like a little kid.
"No
prob. Will you be doing anything tomorrow? Wes will be working, right?"
Angel asked remembering his friend's work schedule.
"Yeah.
He has to work tomorrow and I don't know what I'll be doing." Spike said
shrugging slightly sadly.
"You can
come over my place. I have to do some work but you can hang at my place. I'm
sure Wes's place's too boring when you have to spend whole day there by your
own." Angel said laughing lightly.
"That'd
be great! I mean... if you really don't mind." Spike said hesitantly not
wanting to bother Angel.
"Not at
all. I can use some company too. I can pick you up around
"That's
great! Thanks for doing that all to me." Spike said appreciated.
"Hey.
You don't have to thank me at all. You can come over anytime you want. It's
lots of fun talking with you. We'll make great friends." Angel said
sprightly with a big smile on his face.
"You
too. I mean it's lots of fun talking with you." Spike said blushing bright
red.
Spike wasn't
really sure why he was acting like a little chick. He just met this guys and he
had already fallen head over heels for the guy. Sure the guy wasn't like any
other guys who mocked him though they knew nothing about him. This Angel was
truly an angel. Not only his face but also his soul!! And look at the smile!
Spike swore he'd do anything to see that big smile on his face!! Damn..... He
just sounded like a bloody whore!!
"Hey,
man. You okay?" Doyle asked when he saw the blond teen was looking at the
space absent-mindedly.
"Huh?"
Spike's thought was interrupted by the voice.
"You
were staring the space, man." Doyle said worriedly.
Now everyone
was gazing at the youngest.
"What?
Oh, don't worry about me. I was just thinking a bit." Spike said trying to
hide that he was thinking about the extremely gorgeous guy who was sitting next
to him.
"You
must be still tired. You arrived less than 24 hours earlier." Wesley said
also worriedly.
"No.
It's really nothing, Wes." Spike said assuring eagerly at them.
"You
sure?" Wesley asked.
"Yeah."
Spike said casually.
Spike glanced
up at the dark haired gorgeous guy who was looking for a pack of cigarettes in
his pocket. He found it and picked a cigarette and lighted it.
"Give me
one, man." Doyle said to him and Angel handed one to his best friend.
"You
guys really should quit smoking." Cordelia said annoyed by the smoke.
"Guess
I'll quit when I die." Angel said mockingly.
"Angel!
I'm serious here!" Cordelia said angrily.
"I can't
live without this....drinking and smoking with my friends." Angel said
smirking.
"Yeah."
Doyle agreed nodding his head.
"Hey.
You guys wanna play some more music?" Gunn asked hopefully.
"Why
not?" Angel said brightly.
"What
you wanna sing, Spike?" Gunn asked.
"I kinda
feel like playing something loud. Maybe punk?" Doyle interrupted the
blond.
"Yeah.
That's cool. How about 'Still Waiting' by Sum 41?" Angel asked
thoughtfully.
"Okay. I
can sing it." Spike said lightly.
"You
really have great taste in music, Spike!!" Angel said ruffling up the
teenager's blond hair with his big hand.
Spike blushed
brightly and looked down at the table. HE had worn himself to be more masculine
and stronger man just yesterday!! But this gorgeous Angel already turned him
into a shy and
"So,
let's play!" Spike exclaimed standing up from his seat trying to ease the
building tension inside himself. He walked up to the stage.
"Spike....
You think you're really OK? You're acting weird and now you seem to have fever
or something." Wesley stated worriedly.
"Huh? I
don't know... maybe I feel little sick..." Spike said uncomfortably.
"I
really should take you home." Wesley said standing up.
"OK.
Thanks." Spike said walking down to the table everyone was sitting.
"Good to
go?" Wesley asked picking up his car key out of his pocket.
"Yeah."
Spike answered quietly.
"So.
We'll see you guys soon." Wes said to his friends.
"See you
guys." Everyone said back simultaneously.
"Hey,
Wes. Spike's coming over my place while you have to work tomorrow. I can pick him
up too." Angel said kindly.
"Really?
Thank you. I was little worried he didn't want to stay home alone all
day." Wesley said smiling appreciatively.
"No
prob." Angle said casually. "See you tomorrow, Spike." He said
smiling lightly at the blond boy.
"See ya.
Angel." Spike said back but averted his glance from Angel soon.
"Ok,
then." Wes said and walked out of the club followed closely by his cousin.
"Well.... He was little weird...." Cordelia said in her
usual tactless way.
"Cordy....
He must be just tired." Doyle said protectively about the blond.
"Yeah.
You shouldn't say things like that." Angel said commandingly.
"Over-protective
much??" Cordelia said slightly annoyed about being accused.
"Stop
that, guys. He seemed nice enough to me." Fred said slightly quietly.
"Yeah.
Fred's right. There's no need to argue." Gunn said matter-of-factly.
"Yup!
It's our happy day! We found a great vocalist for the band and Angelcakes has
come back too!! We gotta celebrate...not argue!!" Lorne said convincingly.
"Yeah!
Just drink deep!!" Doyle said cheerfully gulping some beer.
"Actually,
I should get going, guys. I got some work to do tonight." Angel said
slightly hesitantly.
"You
can't leave now!! Angel!!" Doyle shouted disappointedly.
"Sorry
guys. But I really have to." Angel said standing up from his seat.
"You're
not gonna quit the job? I thought you would. 'Cause you are now back in the
band and all, man." Gunn said disappointedly.
"I think
I will...eventually. But now we're not sure when we can be pro musicians of
even if we can. Not that I'm saying you guys aren't great musicians. Doyle and
Gunn are the best bassist and the best drummer I've ever met. But this isn't a
dream any more and we know how hard this world can be. Beside, we have Spike in
this band now. He's only 16. We are responsible for him too. We can't do
whatever we wanna do just like we used to. We aren't teenagers any more."
Angel stated calmly.
The others
were stunned by their friend's words. They never expected him to be so rational
and so considerable. He was usually the one who acted just like he wanted to.
He had been little too emotional and irrational since he was a little kid.
"Sorry
guys. I didn't mean it like that." Angel came to himself and realized he's
acting weird...so un-himself.
"Yeah.
We understand what you mean. We were just surprised. That's all." Doyle
said seriously.
"Good...Yeah,
good." Angel said being unsure what to say.
"Yeah...
Good..." the others repeated quietly.
"OK. I
guess I'll go. Talk to you guys later." Angel said goodbyes to them and
left the club.
"So... Who is he and what has he done to our best
friend??" Cordelia said sarcastically.
"Well,
He was acting really weird.... What's up to him??" Doyle said still
recovering from the shock.
"Well. I
guess the little blond did that to him, guys." Lorne said in singing voice
happily.
"Spike??
What has he done??" Fred asked confusedly.
"Lorne
is right, guys. Angel and Spike didn't grow up in a happy family. I don't know much
about Spike but he's now living with his cousin so I'm thinking his family
wasn't the greatest. And Angel grew up in foster families and had hard time.
Angel must feel related to Spike and all. That's why he's acting all like a
responsible and considerable guy toward the kid!!" Doyle explained
confidently.
"You
gotta be right, man!" Gunn agreed strongly.
"Yup.
Doyle. You can be intelligent sometimes." Cordelia said jokingly.
"Hey!!"
Doyle shouted in protest.
"I'm
just joking, Doyle!" Cordelia said laughing.
"You're
sometimes really mean." Doyle complained like a little child.
"Doyle!"
Cordelia said angrily.
"Just
teasing, princess. You know I love you." Doyle said laughing.
"Ha Ha.
Funny. But you're in trouble when we go back home!" Cordelia said still angrily.
"God.
No!" Doyle shouted hopelessly.
The others
laughed at the couple loudly. Now they totally forgot about Angel's weirdness.
"Well.
That wasn't exactly what I meant though." Lorne mumbled to himself quietly
and somehow cheerfully.
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