Thursday afternoon, Spike was meeting Rarity at a coffee shop. The two sat at the booth having their drinks, as the boy spoke, "So what'd ya want to talk about, Rarity?"
"Well, Spike. Tomorrow my parents are going up to visit some of my relatives, and Sweetie Belle will be spending that night with Scootaloo at Appleblooms."
"Yeah, I heard her talk about that." Spike admitted.
"And that would mean I'd be all alone," Rarity continued, "So I was wondering if you'd like to stay over at my place tomorrow night?"
Spike nearly choked on his drink. He managed to clear his throat before responding, "Stay over at your place?" he repeated in shock, "Rarity, isn't that something you normally ask one of your girl friends?"
"True, but since when have you and I had some alone time?" she asked.
Spike thought back, "Well, there was our little rowboat moment."
"Exactly," Rarity clapped, "Which is why we're overdue for some alone time together."
"Well, when you put it that way, you do have a point." Spike admitted.
"So will you?" she asked, while folding her hands and giving him puppy eyes.
Spike started succumbing to Rarity's charm and eyes, as he answered, "Sure."
"Oh, thank you, Spike!" Rarity reached over and hugged him.
"You're welcome." Spike answered, while blushing due to the girl hugging his head close to her chest.
The very next day long after school was let out, Spike grabbed his jacket, and left his room, "All right, I'm leaving for Pipsqueaks." he told his parents.
"Ok, Spike, have fun." Elsa said, as her son went out the door.
He took his bike as a cover up, so they wouldn't know he was spending the night over at Rarity's. He reached her place and brought his bike around back before going to the front door and knocked on it. The door opened up, as Rarity stood in the doorway.
"Spike, I'm glad you made it. Please, come in." she welcomed him inside.
"Thank you." he said, as he entered.
He walked into Rarity's living room and took a seat on her sofa. He gazed around seeing all the neat antiquities Rarity's parents had collected on several of their travels over the years. Rarity came in with a plate of cookies with tea.
"I prepared our favorite tea." she said.
Spike took a whiff of it, "Mm, Jasmine."
Rarity poured them both a cup. Between sips of their tea and nibble of cookies, the two conversed, "So anything exciting happen with your classes today?" Rarity asked.
"Classes were ok. Kinda dull, actually." he admitted.
"Same here," Rarity agreed, "But I'm relieved that it's the weekend now and we can all relax."
"I hear that." Spike nodded, and the two laughed.
Rarity sighed, as she glanced at Spike, as he sipped his tea. When Spike looked back at her, he was curious, "What?"
"Oh, nothing." she answered.
"Right." Spike replied dryly.
"I'm just remembering about how much you really mean to me." she admitted.
"I can imagine. I mean if you ever needed my help I'd always be there for you no matter what, just as you've been there for me like the others."
"Yes," she smiled, "But there was one particular time where I've been more glad you were there with me."
"When was that?" Spike asked.
"Remember when I first started highschool, and I first tried mingling with the principal's nephew Albert Prince Blueblood?"
"Oh, yeah." Spike said, as he started flashing back.
When the girls started high school, it was all so new to them. Rarity, like in junior high at the time, wanted to fit in with the more popular students, but wasn't sure if her usual generosity she showed to others in junior high would be enough of a good impression. By luck she was approached by one of the most popular kids at the time. Albert Blueblood, but he made others refer to him by his middle name Prince, because it made him feel royal. He was a junior at Canterlot high at the time and the Principals' nephew to boot, but when they first met, both felt there was something between them.
They dated for about two weeks, and when Spike first met him, he felt something was up with him. Even though he acted like a guy who loved children, Spike sensed he was hiding something, and noticed Rarity despite smiling around him could see her smile was a fake.
One day Spike noticed Rarity appeared to have a red mark on her face, and when he and the girls asked what happened she brushed it off like it wasn't anything. Spike was more than sure something was definitely up, and one day followed her and Blueblood secretly to see what was up.
He found them at a coffee shop and watched them from outside. Blueblood drank his coffee, before spitting it out, "I asked for a double decaf mochachino, and this is not double decaf. You did tell him I wanted double decaf, didn't you, Rarity?"
"Of course I did, Prince." Rarity answered, in worry.
"I don't believe you." he scowled.
"Why would I lie about this?" she asked.
"I don't know, you tell me." he squinted at her.
"Prince." she said, getting scared.
"Let's go. And don't forget to pay." he ordered.
"But I haven't even had my..."
"Now!" Rarity jumped, before paying for their coffee.
Blueblood took Rarity by the arm and dragged her away. Spike hid as he watched them exit the coffee shop. He dragged her off, as Spike trailed them.
He hid when the two stopped, and Blueblood spoke to Rarity, "I warned you about lying to me, Rarity."
"Prince, I didn't lie!" Rarity pleaded, only to get slapped in the face by her supposed boyfriend.
"This isn't a joke, Rarity," he growled, as Rarity started shedding tears from the painful slap, "I let you date me because you want to be popular, and that is how popularity works in high school. Do you want to be a nobody like the rest of those idiots in the student body?"
"No." she whimpered.
"Then I suggest you stop lying to me and tell the truth!" he roared, only to get hit on the back of his head by a rock, "OW!" he cried, before frowning, "Who did that?!" he and Rarity looked and saw Spike standing with a slingshot in his left hand while glaring daggers at the older boy.
"Get away from her!" he ordered.
"Spike?" Rarity gasped.
"You little brat." Blueblood spat.
Spike kept his glare on Blueblood, "You've hurt my friend, and now I'm gonna hurt you back."
Blueblood laughed mockingly, "You? Oh that's precious. You think I'm afraid of a weak sniveling little boy?"
Spike shouted, and charged, "I'll show you who's weak!" he tried to attack Blueblood, only for the older boy to grab him by the head and punched him in the gut. Spike dropped to his knees and coughed.
"Just what I said, weak and sniveling," Blueblood smirked arrogantly, "And you thought you could harm me? What a joke."
"BLUEBLOOD!" Rarity shrieked in rage. Blueblood turned around seeing Rarity red in the face with anger, "No one hurts my friend!" she slugged Blueblood right in the face, making him fall to the ground in pain.
Spike saw the older boy fall, and Rarity reached down to help him back to his feet, "Spike, are you ok?" she asked in worry.
"I'll be ok." he admitted, "What about you?"
"Don't worry, this is probably the best I've felt for days," she answered, before looking down at Blueblood with firm eyes, "We're through! I never want to see you come near me again! And for the record, Spike is not the weak one. You are." she stormed off, while holding Spike's hand as he walked at her side.
Soon the two were sitting down on a bench in the park, as Rarity spoke, "Did you follow me and Blueblood?"
"I did," Spike admitted, "I know it an invasion of your privacy, but I..." he was cut off by Rarity hugging him tightly while crying on his shoulder.
"I'm so glad you did." she sobbed.
When she released him, Spike spoke up, "How long has he been treating you like this?"
"At first it wasn't like this," she admitted with a sniffle, "He was charming, kind, and willing to introduce me to the more popular students. Then he started getting testy with me like if I spoke what he considered out of line or question him. At first he just gave me warnings, up until three days ago he started beating me." she felt her cheek.
"Why didn't you tell someone, me, the girls, the principal, your parents for crying out loud?!"
"Blueblood said he'd find a way to cover up, and that I needed him to remain popular." she cried.
"But you don't!" Spike called out, grabbing her attention, "You've never needed help when it came to gaining popularity. You always found a way to make more friends and make an image for yourself in your own way. Even if high school is like a whole new world, it's still school. And a person's specialties they had since they were young will always bring out the best in you. So you never needed him."
Rarity pondered and remembered if her generosity worked for her in junior high, then had more faith it would work as well in high school. She just need more belief in herself, "You're right, Spike. I should never have doubted myself in the beginning," Spike smiled, until she spoke again, "Still that was foolish and reckless of you go pick a fight with a high school junior."
"Ok, I admit that was stupid on my part." Spike admitted in guilt.
Rarity smiled, and pat his head, "But that was also very brave of you to do that for me."
"You mean it?" he asked, and she nodded, "Thanks. And now that you're no longer with him, it's time for him to pay for how he's treated you."
"I don't know, he may come up with ways to cover up what he did." Rarity said in worry.
"I don't think so." Spike said, as he held up his cellphone, and showed a recorded footage of Blueblood talking to Rarity before slapping her.
Rarity was lost for words, "Spike, how did?"
"I figured that if he struck you before he may try it again. So I made sure to have my phone on record as I followed you just in case. And it's a good thing I did." he smirked, until Rarity pulled him into an embrace again.
"Spike, you genius you!" she cheered, before pecking his cheek multiple times.
"Yeah, a genius." Spike said, while blushing.
The flashback ended, as the two smiled, "And thanks to that we exposed Blueblood, and Principal Celestia sent him off to reform school." Rarity said.
"Which is where he belongs." Spike added, and the two laughed.
Rarity spoke, "And you were right. I showed everyone in school what I was good at and helped people in my specialty's field."
"Told ya." Spike smiled, as he kicked back and the two relaxed.
Later as nighttime came, Spike was waiting in Rarity's room while sitting on her bed, waiting for the Fashionista. He spoke to himself, "I wonder what it is Rarity wanted to show me before we hit the sack?" he pondered, until he heard Rarity's voice from outside the bedroom.
"Spike, are you ready?"
"Yeah."
"Ok, then." and the bedroom door opened, and Rarity stepped inside dressed wearing a purple belly dancer outfit.
Spike's eyed widened in surprise, as Rarity stepped into the room. His eyes scanned her up and down seeing how beautiful she looked in the outfit and how it showed off her sexy curvaceous body, 'Hormone overload.' he thought in excitement.
Rarity seeing his facial expression giggled, and spoke, "What do you think?"
"Rarity, it's-it's beautiful." he answered, while still surprised.
"Thank you." she smiled.
"Though why are you dressed like this particularly?" he inquired.
"I made a couple of these for a Broadway performance at another school a week back, and I made a few extras for the hell of it." she explained, "I watched a video on the exotic dances and learned them myself. And now I'd like to give you a personal demonstration."
"Uh, ok." Spike said, as he tried to keep it together.
So Rarity entered the room and began dancing just like a belly dancer. Spike watched as she performed marvelously as if she was an actual dancer. While a side of him was focused on how her hips swayed with every room, he was mostly focused on her exposed beautiful toned tummy.
'Oh, man, I can't take my eyes off that sexy tummy,' he thought in arousal, until he felt something, 'Oh boy things are getting stiff down South.' he then saw Rarity dancing closer and closer to him, furthering entrancing him.
As Rarity continued to dance, she took his hands and brought them forward placing them on both her thighs, while not stopping her dance. Spike's hands trembled as he held onto her thighs, while his eyes were still fixated on her tummy. Then without even realizing it his face was moving closer and closer, until his lips kissed her belly. Rarity moaned at the heavenly feeling, until Spike pulled his lips back.
Upon realizing what he did, he gasped and backed away further onto the bed, "Oh, my God, Rarity I am so sorry I did that! I don't know what came over me!" he pleaded.
Rarity giggled, much to his confusion, and sat on the bed leaning over to him, "Spikey-wikey, you don't have to apologize. I wanted you to do that."
Spike did a double take, "You did?"
She nodded, and continued, "I wouldn't wear this attire otherwise," she then cupped his face, "Just as I want this from you too." she leaned in and kissed Spike on the lips.
Spike was surprised as he felt her lips against his, and slowly closed his eyes and let things take their course. They passionately made out until they needed air, and parted lips. They smiled at each other, as Rarity held Spike's head against her exposed belly.
'I've entered the pinnacle of paradise,' he thought, as he rubbed his cheek against her belly, and heard a giggle coming from Rarity, 'Is Rarity ticklish in this spot?' he thought, until a smirked crept on his face, 'I should see.' he moved his hands to her belly and began tickling it, as the girl laughed.
"Oh, Spike, that tickles!" she laughed, as Spike enjoyed hearing her laugh and got on top of her as he continued his tickling.
Soon enough Spike looked at the clock and saw it was already ten thirty. He ceased the tickling, and spoke, "Wow, is it that late already?" he asked Rarity.
"Time does fly when you're having fun." she reminded him.
He nodded, "Well, we should hit the sack. I'll go for the sofa." he was about to get up, only for Rarity to pull him back onto the bed.
"I don't think so."
"Rarity?" he wondered.
"What kind of friend would I be if I let you sleep on my sofa? No, you'll be sleeping with me in my bed tonight."
"Really?" he gasped.
"Of course. And don't worry I'm not going to try anything frisky," she promised, "But if you try something, then by all means." she smirked.
"I-uh." Spike stammered.
Rarity chuckled, "I'm just teasing you, Spike." she pat his cheek.
"Right." he answered.
"But let's get you comfortable without this." Rarity went for the bottom of his shirt, only for him back back away a bit.
"Whoa, what're you doing?"
"You can't possibly believe you'll be comfortable sleeping with a shirt on." she said.
"I'm not sure if I really should." Spike blushed.
"Oh, don't be like that, Spike. It's not like I haven't seen you without a top before."
Spike unable to deny her logic spoke, "You bring up a good point." so he removed his shirt so he would get comfortable when he'd sleep.
Rarity not bothering to get changed laid down on the bed, as Spike joined her. The girl reached over and turned out the light, and whispered to Spike, "Goodnight, my Spikey-Wikey."
"Goodnight, Rarity." he whispered back, and soon enough they fell asleep, with Rarity once again holding Spike's head close to her midriff.