//------------------------------// // Chapter Eleven // Story: Hearts of Class III: "You, Me… Forever..?" // by ImAPonyXY //------------------------------// Primal Instinct "So what happened?" Spike asked eagerly as he stood outside the headmistress's office with Lyvia who had just came out. "Well," she replied, "It wasn't too bad actually." she said with a shrug. "C'mon, tell me the specifics. I'm curious." he said, "I want details." Lyvia sighed, "well, she asked what I did and why. When I told her I pulled a knife on Leo she was... shocked, to say the least. But she let me off with a warning after giving me a long and boring lecture." "Did she tell you why Leo got accepted into the school?" "Yes actually, she did. Well, after I asked her. She said that Leo got in just like every other student, he was gifted in something." ... "I can't even contemplate Leo being skilled or gifted in anything other than harassing women." she huffed, "But apparently he's good at something in the curriculum, either that or his parents have a hell of a lot of money." "Yeah, well, I wouldn't be surprised if he's spoiled, other wise I can't imagine Sweetiebelle ever going out with him." Lyvia sighed again, "You're still pissed off about that?" "Of course I am," he replied. "It's nearly a month since then and Sweetie's birthday is coming up again, I'm sure she wants to enjoy it. So try to forget about it and just let her be for now," ... "You never know, you two might get along." "Are you supporting her now?" "No." "Then why are you telling me to get along with her." "I'm just suggesting things, I'll follow whatever you think is right, Spike." "Really?" "Yes." "Thank you." he smiled. "Should we head off to dinner, now?" he asked. "Yeah, Lil' Dew will be waiting for us." she agreed and she let Spike lead the way as she followed close to his side. She smirked, she had just seen someone out of the corner of her eye. Someone that she wanted Spike to talk too. That someone was Sweetiebelle. She eyed the white unicorn as she came around the corner and tapped on Spike's shoulder. "Who's there." "Me." replied Sweetie. Spike groaned and turned around, "What do you want?" "I want to talk." she said cheerfully and carefree as he arms swung at her side and a smile formed on her face. "Talk about what?" "About earlier, when we actually had a decent discussion... you know... about Lyvia and Leo." she said. Spike raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, what about it?" "Well" ... "It was enjoyable." Spike stood their for a while, he didn't know what to say. He agreed with her, it was rather enjoyable to have a discussion that didn't involve yelling, but he didn't want that to mean he forgave her for what she's done. She did ruin everything after all. But Spike wasn't one to hold a grudge, even though he was a dragon and is primal instincts ran on emotion. He prefered to forgive people and befriend them unless they've done something unspeakably bad... with the exception of Leo, nobody would like that griffon. He sighed and nodded to Sweetiebelle, "You're right." "I know I am.." she marveled... But then she was cut off by Spike who said, "But that doesn't mean I've forgotten everything that you've done..." "I know. I Know." she gulped, "But ever since you saved me, I felt like I need to be more than just grateful." "What do you mean?" he asked, puzzled. "I mean that I really need to make it up to you." "And how do you plan to do that?" he asked snarkily. Sweetiebelle smirked and leaned in, kissing him on the cheek, "Like that." she said before skipping off joyfully. Spike stood there in awe as he watched his ex skip away gleefully. She had just kissed his cheek, what was going through her head? She knew that he hated her, she knew that he didn't want anything to do with her... and yet, she kissed him. He was confused, he didn't know what to think. His hormones told him to enjoy it, but his rational thinking told him to hate it. And then there was his emotions which was the thing that was making him so confused. Part of him said yes, and the other half said no. He felt as though there should be an angel and a devil on his shoulders telling him what to do. Then there was Lyvia, who offered no help as she was in just as much shock as him. She didn't expect that to happen and to be honest, she never expected it to happen ever again since Spike woke up. Spike turned to Lyvia with a sigh and all she did was shrug and giggle. "Well. That was a thing." she said unhelpfully. "What was she thinking?!" he yelled confused. "I don't know," she shrugged again. Later that night when Spike was laying in bed with the moonlight softly illuminated the candle lit room he found that he couldn't sleep. His mind was flooded with thought of Sweetiebelle. He was still confused as well, he still didn't know how to feel, but at least Cinder hadn't bothered to give him hell tonight and he had spoken to Lil' Dew about what had happened. She said that he should just play it as it goes and not put too much thought into it. But he couldn't. He couldn't just ignore everything he was feeling. He didn't entirely want to feel good about this in case he fell for Sweetiebelle's charm again, but he didn't want to deny the pleasure of feeling her lips again. It did feel nice, and it was only a quick kiss. Yet, he felt as though he wanted more. Through all the hatred he had felt for her, she was trying to make it up to him and he had ignored every one of her attempts to say sorry to him. It was about time that he recognised something that she's tried to do... whether or not it was a good thing was still debatable. But he hadn't forgotten what she did to him, how alone and betrayed he had felt when he found out she dated Leo. He would never let go of that feeling of emptiness he experienced when his beloved stabbed him in the back. But he couldn't hold a grudge forever, that's just childish. And as he contemplated before, he couldn't deny her efforts. He sighed and gave in, leaning onto his side to face Sweetiebelle's bed, which was beside him. "psst!" he tried to get her attention, "Sweetiebelle, are you awake?" he asked quietly. Sweetiebelle groaned, "I am now," she yawned, "what is it?" "Look, I've been thinking... and... well, I think we should have truce for a while. You know, just be friends." he suggested, trying not to wake anyone else. "Really?" she asked. "Yes," he replied. "You know, because your birthday is coming up soon." "Okay..." she yawned again, "I guess that sounds alright," she smiled, but Spike couldn't see it very well due to the lack of light. "So no more yelling, no more hostilities, and no more hate. Right?" Spike nodded, "That's what I'm aiming for," ... "It'll be nice." "Okay," Sweetiebelle said again, she was too tired to talk right now, but she was happy that Spike and herself were actually starting to get along. "Alright, goodnight then, Sweetie." he smiled and bid her goodnight. It wasn't too long after there talk that he was finally able to get to sleep and relish in the fact that their might be hope for them both after all. But he wouldn't go light-hearted this time, if it worked out between the two of them again, he would be sure to make sure it lasted.