Part 7
CAT- fessions

They break away and stare at each other like they have grown a set of horns each. No Horns- just Horny.
"Wha- What was that?"
Oh Cat Lords, if she needs it explained, I think I may have to call it quits.
"That was a kiss." He's trying to smirk but even I can tell he's all shaken up.
Alas, he too is wrong, that wasn't just a kiss -- that was pure, unadulterated lust in a bag. Just add water.
"You kissed me?" She sounds so shocked. Poor Willow, practically devoured by a sexy Vampire who adores her. How will she cope... Note Sarcasm.
"You weren't exactly protesting, pet."
Hmm... I wonder if either of them realise that they are still holding on to each other?
They both look a little shell shocked. Good, they were too damn complacent for my liking.
"Uh, why- what- Tara." She adds firmly, trying to extricate herself.
Good questions. Why is Tara, What is Tara? I'm thinking... Actually, there is no excuse for Tara.
"Different Blonde, pet." He finally pulls away from her and takes out a cigarette. Guess the moron needs to do something with his hands. Besides the obvious. Gutter brains!!
"No, I can't kiss you, I'm with Tara."
Bit late there, honey.
"Just did." He takes a drag. "Plus you just said you weren't sure if you even loved her anymore."
"I said that?" She sounds confused and drops to the floor, holding her head in her hands "Oh Goddess!"
She's sitting so close to me that if she reached out her hand she could touch me. I try to scoot back into the shadows -- not that I'm averse to leaving the bleached wonder, but where else would I get whisky flavoured milk? Hello, I'm Miss Kitty and I am an alcoholic!
Spike ducks down next to her and tucks an arm around her shoulders. Aw, ain't that cute, a Dumbass with a heart.
"Come on, Red. It's not the end of the world."
Dumbass is too small a word. Does the freaking idiot not know that you don't *say* things like that on the Hellmouth!!! It's just asking for trouble. Waah, waah, not the end of the world- Asshole!
"Why me?" At least I thinks that what she said, it's all muffled under her hands... Face it, at this point it could have been anything from Why me to Where's the waffles.
Spike takes her hands away from her face and tilts up her chin.
"Because you're perfect."
Oh, new development. He's going to try honesty. Well, that's new.
"Your friends, sodding idiots that they are, don't realise how perfect you are. They hurt you and try to rein you in, they don't see the fire that burns." He tucks her hair away from her face and looks into her eyes and I think I might cry.
Ahem... it's the dust in this place... Really. Spike should get a cleaner.
"The pasty witch doesn't deserve you and I won't lie and say that I do either, but I'm selfish and I want you anyway. Don't feel guilty for wanting me too. I know I'm irresistible."
God, that guy's got an ego the size of Texas.
"As for the magic thing, you have power and that scares people, luv. You don't need to cut back, just gain control before it consumes you."
"You want me?"
Can you say Duh?
Spike chuckles lightly "Forever and more than you can possibly guess, I never wanted Dru like I want you."
No, I'm not feeling jealous. Really, couldn't care less. Willow's not even that pretty or smart and...and she wears odd socks! Ok, maybe a teensy bit jealous.
"But you loved Dru."
Waiting for the penny to drop. Spike looks away and Willow gasps.
"You love me?"
Penny dropped.
"Spike?" He won't look at her, too embarrassed at having revealed his feelings. "Please look at me. I don't know what to say. I always thought you hated me."
"Never." He says desperately and even I feel bad for him, his emotions are bare on his face and if she turns him down, it will kill him.
"This is quick, I never thought you could care about me the way I care about you."
His head snaps up and there is so such hope in his eyes it's painful.
"You...?"
"I love you." She says simply but puts a finger on his lips before he can lean in and snatch a kiss. "But I can't be with you just now. I made a mistake trying to do that with Xander and Oz. it hurt everyone and me most of all, I won't go through that again. I have to break up with Tara before we can do anything."
Spike nods almost pathetically. Gawd, man, have a little dignity. Where's the big bad Vampire?
His back straightens like he heard me and he smirks.
"Right, pet. I can deal with that. After all, I waited for eternity to find you, I can wait a little while longer."
Pass me the sick bucket!
"Thank you, Spike."
"Are you gonna be ok with breaking it off?"
She nods, her eyes darkening a bit in anger and I can hear the tenseness in her voice. "Before I came over she told me that I if loved her I would stop doing magic."
I don't think I've ever seen a Vampire look so gob-smacked
"Say what?"
"She said that she wanted me to stop using magic and that if I loved her I would do it."
Spike growled and I once again prove how smart I am by hiding. "Bloody Bitch!" he yells "I can't...arrghh!" He clutches his head in pain.
"Spike?!" Willow looks panicked and I wish I could tell her that that is how he gets when he has his more violent fantasies.
"M'okay." He says, still clutching his head
Willow pulls him close and strokes his hair like a child's, muttering sweet little nothings that ease him back to what passes for normal in the world of Spike.
"Chip," he explains.
"You were thinking of hurting Tara?"
"Yes." He states aggressively.
"Oh." Well, that's a surprise -- no protesting from Willow's corner. "I have to go, Spike; I'm meeting the rest of the gang."
He nods, his head still aching from the way his shoulders are tense.
She brushes a slow kiss across his lips and is gone.
I know I shouldn't do this, it's one step away from being a damn dog -- all fetch this stick and get my slippers. Don't forget I am a cat -- cats don't fetch and carry. Ever seen a cat fetch a stick? If you wanted the thing so badly why did you throw away in the first place? But... I drag my ass out of my hiding place and totter over to the table and pick up his aspirin with my mouth and take it over to him.
Here.
"Thanks, Kit." He takes the top off and pops two.
Yeah yeah, just don't expect it often. So how's the head?
"Hurts like hell. But not as bad as that pasty witch when I get my chip out. Bitch."
Yeah, I agree. Stupid cow, but now Willow has you, right?
"Err, I guess you heard everything?" He at least has the grace to look sheepish
Yup, you big pansy, I heard everything. I have to say, soft doesn't suit you. Much.
"Yeah, ok, I went a bit overboard."
A bit overboard? You sunk like the Titanic, mate. Didn't your Sire ever tell you that sap belongs in a tree?
"I am not like Peaches!"
Yeah, sure -- just get yourself a corner, some hair gel and a sissy walk and I'll call you the king of brood.
How about a hankie?
"Hey, enough of that. Or we'll see if the chip prevents me skinning cats."
Try it and wake up with certain parts of your anatomy missing.
"Look, Kit, can you do me a favour? Go and keep an eye on Red for me. I don't care what she says -- breaking up is hard, especially for her. Just keep watch, ok?"
What's in it for me?
"Whisky flavoured milk and bourbon liqueur chocolates."
Later!
As I'm a walking down the streets it has just occurred to me that either Spike has learned to mind read -- or I'm on his wavelength.
I'm not sure which one scares me more.