TITLE: LIFEBLOOD

 

AUTHOR: mana0819

 

CHAPTER: Brunch at Johnston’s Cafe (4/?)

PAIRING: Angel/Spike

RATING: R

CHAPTER 4

Spike woke up feeling tired. He opened his eye slightly and peaked around the room. The sun was shining brightly. He shut his eye tightly. He groaned loudly. He didn't feel like waking up any time soon. He glanced at the watch on the side table next to bed. It read..... 11:45!!!!! He woke up suddenly as if he was hit by a lightning and jumped out of the bed immediately. His head was spinning in a panic. Angel was coming in 15 minutes!!! Spike jumped into the bathroom hurriedly and took a really quick shower. He brushed his teeth and got out of the bathroom in less than 10 minutes. He pulled a black t-shirt and tight black jeans out of the closet and put them on. He tied his favorite boot's strings in a hurry. Then he heard a car pulled in the driveway. He picked his wallet, chains and earrings up from the nightstand and hurried down the stairs putting on the chains and earrings on the way. He grabbed the house key which Wesley had given him last night and opened the front door.

He found Angel standing in the porch looking more gorgeous than yesterday...if that was possible. The dark-haired guy smiled at the blond. Spike felt his heart stopped heating for a second because of the joy and excitement. He smiled back shyly. He glanced at the magnificent body of the older guy. Angel looked slightly differently from yesterday. He was wearing a pair of black tight leather pants which fit his lean legs and tight ass so well and a dark navy silk shirt. His ears were pierced with lots of earrings. He was absolutely gorgeous. Spike felt he was getting hot just looking at the body.

"Hey Spike. How are you feeling this morning??" Angel asked gently looking into the younger boy's face intensely.

"Good. You?" Spike answered slightly bluntly thought he didn't mean to say in that kind of tone.

"Good." Angel said nodding slightly. He sensed the other boy's nervousness and discomfort but he didn't have any clue why. They had a great time talking together! Why did Spike have to feel so nervous suddenly?? He wondered but decided to ignore it.

They stared at each other for a while in little uncomfortable silence. Each tried to find the way to start a conversation.

"You look different. Maybe because of your hair." Angel spoke up first breaking the silence.

"Oh. I've got bleeding wavy hair usually. I just got out of the shower." Spike said brushing his hair with his hand trying to make it into straight but the hair didn't seem to be corporating at all. He worried that Angel might not like the hair.

"That's why it's all wet. I get it. BTW, I like those slightly wavy blond hair a lot. I tried blond hair a couple of times myself when I was still in junior high but it just looked ridiculous. Doyle laughed at me every time he saw me. But it looks really good on you." Angel said laughing remembering how he looked with blond hair. That was the memory you want to erase so bad.

"Thanks. I like your hair too. You know all spiky and cool." Spike said smiling and eyeing at the older guy's hair.

"Thanks Spike." Angel said laughing lightly.

"Well. You look little different too, Angel." Spike said glancing at the clothes Angel was wearing. The leather pants were so tight!! And the first top three buttons of his silk shirt were undone revealing the muscular chest. That was definitely a good view. No! He shouldn't be thinking anything like that now.

"Yeah? I usually dress like this but I was at my work place yesterday morning so I was wearing those my working clothes." Angel explained looking down what he's wearing. He liked the tight leather pants and he knew that it made him look really good in those. That's why he chose to wear them this morning. He always wore leather when he was out dating.... Well this wasn't exactly dating but he strangely felt like he needed to wear something nice to give the younger boy good impression.

"I see. You look much better in these kinda clothes." Spike said causing himself to blush slightly. He couldn't help some words coming out of his mouth. His brain must have slipped away when he saw the gorgeous man in front of him.

"Thanks again. Well, you ready to go?" Angel asked kindly looking straight at the boy.

"Yeah. I'm ready." Spike said closing the door behind him. He locked the key and put the key in his jean pocket.

Angel walked toward the driveway and Spike followed him closely. The younger guy found a beautiful black convertible there.

Bloody hell!! The teen exclaimed excitedly at the beautiful car. He had never seen the car like that. Because of long rainy days in England, he never saw anyone driving a convertible. He liked the car at the first sight.

"You like it? I've been driving it since I first got my license." Angel said delightedly eyeing at his dear convertible.

"Yeah. It's so bloody cool!!" The teen said brightly looking up to see the other man.

"Get in. We can go for a drive after I finish my work." Angel said smiling at the blond sweetly. He loved driving around. Since he had a busy schedule these days, he couldn't go driving as much as he wanted. But when he found any spare time, he would go drive somewhere.

"...'k.." Spike sat in the passenger seat and buckled up. He was still excited about being in this great car.

Angel got in the car and started the engine. They drove to the downtown LA.

"So... you already got used to the new life here?" Angel asked trying to break the silence. He liked the blond teen a lot but he seemed little bit shy for his like. It was understandable when he thought that he was still a kid and they had only known each other for a day.

"Not really. It's a lot different and all. But it's ok here." Spike answered shrugging slightly and looking at the dark-haired guy.

"Yeah. It's always hard to be in a new place and get used to it." Angel said understandingly. He nodded slightly feeling related to the boy sitting next to him. The same sadness and the same nervousness. He felt little sorry for him too.

"You're not originally from here?" Spike asked with those big beautiful blue eyes searching for those of the older guy's.

"I was born in LA and grown up here too. But I had to move among lots of foster families." Angel said slightly sadly. His eyes were darker with sadness.

"Oh. Can I... ask you about your parents?" the blond teen asked quietly and hesitantly with sad puppy eyes.

"I never met my father and don't know even he's alive or not. My mother.. She ran away with a guy when I was 7. Since then, I had to live with foster families but I couldn't get along with most of them well. So I had to change fosters a lot. I guess I had lived with more than 40 families in 11 years till I became 18 and moved out." Angel explained emotionlessly but Spike felt the sadness from the other guy's expression.

"I'm sorry, Angel. About your family and all. You didn't have to tell me if you didn't want to." Spike said apologetically looking at the guy sitting next to him. He hated himself for making Angel remember and feel the pain and sadness. What he really wanted to do was just to ease the pain from the man.

"It's okay, Spike. Don't know why but I feel like I can talk to you anything." Angel said smiling at the worried blond teen lightly. It was really rare for him to tell his life story to those who he just met a day ago. But Angel knew this guy was different.

"You know. I feel the same way to you. I never felt comfortable around new people but you're different. It's pretty comfortable being around you." Spike said shyly but intensely. It was true that he felt comfortable around Angel but more than that, he really enjoyed and he really loved being near him.

"That's good. Yeah. Really. My friends are also really nice. You'll get along with them in no time too." Angel said reassuringly.

"Yeah. They looked pretty nice. I'm so glad Wes's hanging out with some cool friends, not all nerds." Spike said grinning like a little boy. His cousin definitely had a good taste in friends these days.

Angel laughed loudly at Spike's remark.

"Wes's a great guy... He's little too serious and can be little boring sometimes. But he's nice and great." Angel said kindly thinking about when he and Wesley had first met. He had never thought they would have become such great friends. Wesley had been those one of stereotype nerds those days. But he changed a lot in these couple of years.

"Yeah. I know." Spike nodded lightly.

They arrived at a café called 'Johnson's Caf' in downtown in a couple of minutes. Angel parked the car in the parking space.

"Hey. We're here. It's the best café around here." Angel said sweetly. He opened the door and got out of the car.

"Oh. I'm excited! I'm really hungry now!!" Spike said excitedly. He also got out of the car.

Angel pressed a button on his electric key. Then the car was locked and the top of the car moved to cover it. They waked into the café and a waiter with a name tag which read Mark led them to the table in the back of the café. He handed them a menu with a big smile toward the gorgeous dark-haired man. He left to ask another customer's order giving a sweet smile to Angel again.

"So what's good here?" Spike asked trying to ignore the waiter who flirted with Angel.

"Well, I'd say Johnson's sandwich is the best." Angel said slightly excitedly eyeing at the menu.

"Then I guess I'll have it." Spike said closing the menu and looked up at the older guy. Angel noticed the young blond is looking at him and smiled softly. Spike blushed lightly and withdrew his gaze.

"So, have you guys decided what you want??" the waiter came back and asked. He was standing close to Angel giving Spike a wicked grin.

"Yeah. I'll have Johnson's sandwich and coke." Spike said bluntly giving a small glare at the waiter.

"I'll have the same sandwich and coffee." Angel said unemotionally. He closed the menu and handed it to the waiter.

"OK. I'll bring the drinks shortly." The waiter said smiling brightly at the dark-haired guy.

Spike felt the anger built up in his inside. He had a sudden urge to grab the waiter by his throat roughly and throw him to the other end of the café and beat the shit out of him till he was a bloody pulp. 'How dare he flirt with my.... What is Angel to me, anyway?? I guess friend describes our relationship the best. Maybe Angel even don't think me as his friend. Maybe I'm just his friend's annoying cousin.... Besides, Angel couldn't be gay, right?? He's so tough and masculine... How could he be gay?? Good going, Spike!! Falling for someone as staight as one can be!'

"Uh... Spike? Your coke's here.... What's in your mind??" Angel asked gently when he thought the other guy was not with him at the moment.

"What??"Spike found the beautiful brown eyes were gazing at him tenderly.

"You seemed to have been somewhere else again. I do that a lot too when I think about something. So were you thinking??" Angel asked gently again trying to have the other guy what was bugging his mind.

"Um.... Well actually... about you." Spike said hesitantly not sure what to tell the other guy. He desperately wanted to tell the truth but he was afraid to tell his feelings to the man who seemed to like him.... as a friend, that was.

"Me?" Angel asked in a surprise. 'What about me has Spike had been thinking?'

"Ah, yeah. I just thought I don't know much about you, except that you had a bad childhood and that you are a hell of a great guitarist." Spike said eagerly. He thought it was wise not to tell the man that he was thinking about him little sexually....well, a lot sexually. But this thought was also bugging him so he wasn't entirely lying.

"You're right, Spike. Go ask questions. I'd answer them happily." Angel said smiling at the blond teenager.

"Well... I can't come up with any good questions right now..." Spike said shrugging. 'Because only questions I can come up right now is not suitable in public and/or that he'd think I'm bleeding slut,' he added mentally.

"Ok. Maybe a little general information would help you find some good ones." Angel said after thinking for a while.

"Yeah. That's cool." Spike said cursing himself for a stupid reply. He looked at Angel and found Angel didn't seem to mind it. He sighed slightly.

Suddenly, the waiter brought them their orders. He put the plates on the table glancing slightly at Angel's hard torso and smiled at him hugely. Angel didn't seem to notice the waiter was flirting with him or he did notice but decided to ignore it. Spike grinned hugely at the waiter. The waiter left the table in a rage.

"What's wrong with him??" Angel asked confusedly eyeing at the way the furious waiter strode.

"I've got no idea." Spike said innocently. They started eating the food. He tried so hard not to burst out laughing. "Anyway, back to your story."

"Yeah. OK. Firstly, I was born in 1980. As you know I grew up in LA. At 7, I moved in with my first foster family. They were possibly the worst foster you could ever imagine. I met Doyle at 9 when he moved from Dublin. We hit it off at the day we first met and became best friends. Then Cordy came along when we started high school. Doyle, me and a couple of other guys made a band when we were 16 but it just sucked. Really. Doyle and I wanted to be pro but the others just wanted to play for fun. We agreed all the time. So members joined but they would quit in a couple of months or so. Then we had to find another member. After graduating high school, Doyle and I started working part time at lots of places and we shared an apartment till he moved out to live with Cordy 3 years ago. 5 years ago, Gunn and his friend joined the band after we saw them playing at Caritas. A year later, our former vocalist joined back again. The next year, the Wolfram and Hart Music was eager to help us debut. That's when we met Wes. He was the one who tried to sign us up. But a couple of months later, the band dissolved coz of some accident. Only Doyle, Gunn and I stayed in LA. Doyle and Gunn found a part time job still wanting to play music for living. I found a full time job at one of my friends' venture business. I was good at using computers and designing stuffs so it was pretty easy to get the job. I'm still working at the same company mostly doing advertise department. And lastly, 2 years later, I met this young teenager who had completely amazing and magnificent voice so I decided to play music again." Angel described in details saying the last part sweetly smiling at the boy in front of him.

Spike blushed slightly when he realized that the last part was referring to him.

"Um... Thanks." Spike said quietly and shyly not knowing what else to say. He looked up at the smiling man and smiled back shyly.

"Cool. So you've got anything you wanna ask me??"Angel said kindly accepting the other guy's little shyness. He actually liked the young blond blushed every time he smiled or said something kind to him. How cute he was!!

"Yeah, well. When did you start playing the guitar?" Spike asked shrugging slightly. He cursed himself mentally for asking stupid question.

"When I was 13. I bought this cheap guitar for myself. I only had little money from working as a paper delivery boy and some other easy jobs so I couldn't buy good guitar. But I really loved it and still have it in my apartment." Angel answered slightly excitedly remembering his childhood. The guitar meant a lot to him after so many years had passed. It was the only thing he never gave away when he had move out a foster family and in a new one.

"It's cool! You bought a guitar when you were only 13. I wanted to learn how to play the guitar but I gave up coz I thought my dad would never buy me a guitar." Spike said, his eyes were shining as if a little boy was talking to his life time hero.

"I can show you how to play the guitar." Angel suggested gently with no bad intention.

"That'd be so cool!! Thanks so much!!" Spike said with a huge smile on his face. He imagined a little lesson with Angel. 'Angel would teach me how to play the guitar.... maybe he'd touch me when he teach. Like when I had wrong code. Then he might wanna teach me other stuffs too, something I've never experienced.... like how to do a..... Oh bollocks!! Stop there, you little damn ass!! He's asking this in a friendly way.... Oh, God, help. I'm turning into a naughty slut!!'

"Any time. By the way, I was wondering but you think you can write some lyrics??" Angel asked totally unaware of the struggling little blond.

"Lyrics?? I don't know.... maybe..." Spike answered unsure if he could write any good lyrics. He had written a couple of lyrics when he had been in a band in London. But that had been long time ago and they had been some kids' band.

"Just try writing some. Our band doesn't do any copy music in a gig. I'm thinking it's not really wise to ask Doyle or Gunn to write any lyrics.... Their lyrics can make the audience furious so easily." Angel said laughing lightly. Spike laughed at the last statement, too.

"Yeah. I'll try..." Spike accepted little hesitantly. He actually liked writing and all but he was really nervous.

"Good. Don't worry. I can help you with them too." Angel said reassuring the blond teen who appeared to be so nervous.

"Thanks. Oh. By the way, who's making the music??" Spike asked curiously not knowing much about the band yet.

"I am. I make most of the music but Doyle and Gunn do make a couple of songs too. They make mostly loud punk kinda music but they are good too." Angel explained observing the younger guy's face.

"You can make both music and lyrics?? That's so cool!! I wanna listen to the songs you made!!" Spike almost shouted excitedly. Spike thought Angel was everyone's dream guy. He was too beyond him. He felt really lucky that Angel was hanging with him even though only as a friend. He smiled slightly.

"It's really nothing." Angel said modestly about his talents. He looked at the plates on the table. They were already empty. "You're ready to leave?? If we spend much time here, we won't have much time driving around."

"Oh yeah. I'm good to go. The food was great." Spike said picking his wallet out of his jeans pocket.

"No, Spike. You're not paying. It's on me." Angel said convincingly picking up some money from his wallet. Then he handed it to the waiter standing by the table. The waiter smiled at them and left.

"You didn't have to. I can pay." Spike said little strongly.

"No. I'm not letting you pay when you're with me. Just keep it and use it for something you want. I know what it's like to have no parents or family. You should use the money you get from your job for your fun or something, like other kids do." Angel said trying to assure the blond teen. He really wanted him to have a youth he deserved.

"Thank you." Spike appreciated the kindness Angel was giving him. But at the same time, he was sad. He understood why Angel was so kind to him. It was just because Angel felt pity for him. Angel was doing this because he thought Spike was a lost little kid who needed to be taken care of. Spike was so sad at the thought. He wanted to be equal to Angel. He wanted Angel to like or even love him as a man.

Hey guys!! Thanks for reading this chapter too!! Did you like it?? Review me!! PRETTY PLEASE!! I need more reviews, guys!! The more reviews I get, the sooner I'll update!! I might quit this fic if you guys don't review! I'm serious here!! :)

Hey about the new fanfic story I'll write some time soon is about Angel being a trouble-maker and Spike becoming a tutor for him. I thought it'd be fun writing Spike being older story coz most of AU stories have older Angel and younger Spike!! Angel's a high school student and Spike is a college student. Angel is more like Angelus guy and he gets whatever or whoever he wants. Spike is more like William kinda guy and shy and sweet. Angel tries lots of ways to seduce his tutor, Spike!! Well, what you guys think?? Should I write this fic?? I need your opinions!!!

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