Day Dreaming

Summary: Set somewhere in Season 7. It all started when she saw him naked… then her dreams start coming true.

A/N: I know it’s hard to start another story while writing another one but I just can’t get this idea out of my freakin’ BtVS-filled head. This just might be a short one, anyway.

Prologue

Spike stood, eyes closed and hands resting on the wall across him, as he relaxed under the bolts of warm water hitting him. Being tortured by the First and the ubervamp really took its toll on him and somehow the warm water, even though he can’t really tell it was warm, rid him of it. It did him good too to train with the potentials. It made him sort of ‘him’ again… whoever he was then.

Willow hummed happily, because of Kennedy, as she went inside the bathroom, completely oblivious to the sound of the shower. She had just waken up from a bad dream and found it hard to slumber off again even though it was just four in the morning. She faced the mirror, examined her face, took her toothbrush and placed a pea-sized amount of toothpaste on it and began to brush her teeth.

Neither of them heard the other’s noises.

After she had finished brushing her teeth, she turned around, eyes still barely open. As soon as her heavy-lidded eyes fell on the bathtub and on the alabaster figure standing in it, her eyes shot open and her jaw dropped. But, she didn’t look away. How could she? He was such a vision.

When Spike heard the squeak Willow made upon seeing him, he realized there was someone in the bathroom with him. He faced his left and saw the flabbergasted red-haired witch.

His eyes widened and he hurriedly pulled the shower curtain to cover himself. He shouted “Oi! Red!” and broke Willow from her hypnosis.

“I’m gay! I’m gay!” She frantically screamed, covering her eyes and running out of the bathroom. A look of shock fell across her face as she stood by the door, resting her back on it since she felt as if she was about to collapse. But a few shock-filled seconds later, her lips curled into a wide smile.

Spike came out of the bathroom, stopping Willow from heading downstairs. “What the bloody hell were you doing in there?” He asked her, fixing the towel which was the only thing that covered him.

“I-I’m sorry… I didn’t know you were… I was… I’m sorry…” She rambled, ducking her head in shame. She then thought that maybe it was his fault because he didn’t lock the door. So she shot her head up to face him. “You didn’t lock the door!”

“I didn’t think anyone was awake yet!” He muttered, stepping down onto the stairs with Willow walking down beside him. “You like girls, anyway.”

“You know, I used to like guys.” She teased him. She has not had the chance to talk with him like they used to since he got back from getting his soul back and surprisingly, she missed it.

“Just… tell me you didn’t see anything.” He grimaced.

She smiled widely. “I didn’t see anything.” Oh, but that was a lie. She saw everything.

“Very convincing.” He mumbled sarcastically and then smiled at the red-haired before heading to the basement."Night, Red."

She raised her brow in confusion and then remembered that Spike slept during the day. “Night, Spike.”

To be continued…

A/N: Please review if you want me to continue.