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Dawn looks up at me. Not so far to look anymore. She's got pretty tall, my little bit.
"Long time no see, why does it matter?"She glares at me, arms folded. At least she didn't slap me. Almost suspected she might. Still, that might come afterwards
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I slide sideways into the booth, lean my back against the wall and dig my heels into the cracked leather of the seat. I stare out at the dancers, so many bodies, all moving to the music. I wish I was out there, dancing, stalking, slaying. I wish Spike wasn't here. I'm glad he is. I... I don't know
( ... )
Dawn's voice is cold. There's an edge of hardness in it there wasn't before. Her eyes are dark underneath the smudged liner. A lot has changed, and I don't reckon much of it's good.
"When I'll all grown up and I can take care of myself now so you don't have to."
"That's not what I meant, Dawn," I say, startled by the bitterness in her voice. "I... I know I should've stuck around a bit. But - I thought maybe you'd be better off." I mean to continue, but her next sentence stops me.
"They're not buzzing around at all. In fact, they're never around."
"What d'you mean?" I say. "I reckoned Willow might've gone all magic junkie, but what about the git and Anya? And Tara? Where are they?" I feel a strong sense of outrage. They told me to piss off and now they aren't looking out for her? "They just left you? Fucking twats."
God, I want to dance and Spike gets all freaked out. It's pretty amusing, really, and it's not like I'm hitting on him or anything. Not really. I mean, I did have a huge crush on him when I was fifteen, but... I was fifteen. I've gotten over that way long ago, he wasn't even around and I was being so unrealistic. But now he's back and I'm reminded of why I had a crush on him in the first place. Cause vampires don't change, so yeah, still way hot
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Dawn's breath is warm against my cheek, and it makes my skin prickle in a not-unpleasant way. Reminds me of how long it's been since I've held a woman. Not just in a sex way, but in any way. After Buffy died, I wasn't interested at all for a while. Then when I left Sunnydale I bedded a few girls. Mostly blondes with slight bodies. But at the end of the night they'd never be enough like her and I'd chuck them out
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I can't help but laugh as he pulls away. Laugh and feel slightly disappointed, like I've been rejected or something. Not that there was anything to reject, but still. It's like Spike's uncomfortable about me, and I don't want that. I don't want him to come back after three bloody years and have things not be okay between us. That would be too much
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I look at Dawn. To be honest, drinking booze isn't something I have a problem with. Back when I was still human, kids drank beer with their breakfasts. Didn't make society crumble. Expecting someone to wait until they're 21 seemed downright idiotic to me. But what I thought wasn't that important when it came to Dawn, was it? I'd promised Buffy I would look out for her, and Buffy hadn't even liked Dawn drinking coffee. I sigh and order, then pass Dawn the bottle of water. Says Evian, but I reckon it's just been refilled from the tap. She spins on the barstool. Still a bit of a kid left in her. The thought makes me smile a bit and feel sad at the same time
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"Long time no see, why does it matter?"She glares at me, arms folded. At least she didn't slap me. Almost suspected she might. Still, that might come afterwards ( ... )
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"When I'll all grown up and I can take care of myself now so you don't have to."
"That's not what I meant, Dawn," I say, startled by the bitterness in her voice. "I... I know I should've stuck around a bit. But - I thought maybe you'd be better off." I mean to continue, but her next sentence stops me.
"They're not buzzing around at all. In fact, they're never around."
"What d'you mean?" I say. "I reckoned Willow might've gone all magic junkie, but what about the git and Anya? And Tara? Where are they?" I feel a strong sense of outrage. They told me to piss off and now they aren't looking out for her? "They just left you? Fucking twats."
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