The Begining (english), Spike/Jack fanfiction

Total Alternate Universe Set in sunnydale. Spike/Jack

Spike lifted his head curiously at the sound of the voice. It was deep loud and confident. Spike scanned the hallway waiting for the face to appear. His eyes latched onto the boy the voice was coming from.

He was tall his dark brown hair was in an overgrown crew cut but it worked. Spike's eyes continued down as the boy strode up the hallway scanning the sheets of paper in his hands. Spike's smile widened - he had shining brilliant blue eyes much brighter than Spike's own.

Swallowing, Spike continued staring. He had broad shoulders, lightly tanned skin and strong muscular arms. Spike felt a gentle blush starting to creep up his cheeks and began to wonder if he dared continue any lower. Shaking his head to clear his mind a little he drove his eyes on.

He wore a plain black t-shirt it fitted perfectly showing off his lean stomach. The tight blue jeans that accompanied it fitted just as well. Spike swallowed hard. Suddenly the legs stopped. Spike looked up his eyes meeting brilliant blue he stared mouth slightly open. His lips were moving but spike didn't acknowledge the sound. The boy paused, staring at the other boy. Spike hung his head in defeat.

Jack stared at the platinum haired blond before him. He'd caught his eye from the end of the hall and he was captivated. He had spiked blond hair, a faded sex pistols t-shirt that had the sleeves removed. It showed of his broad shoulders and lithe toned arms. His black jeans were held to his slim hips by a studded belt and his worn down boots scuffed against the floor as he shuffled nervously under his staring.

The bell rang shrilly for first class. Jack sighed. Pulling his eyes away from the blond, he scanned his new timetable and set off down the hall. On his way past the blond, he made sure to brush his hand against the blond's gently.

Spike felt the brush of skin against his own but as soon as it had happened, it was gone. Turning on his heel, he stared at the mysterious boy's back as he walked away smiling to himself. Spike picked his bag up hastily and followed him.

As he rounded the corner he collided with Oz.

"OW...Oh there you are. I just came to find you. Come on we're going to be late."

Spike craned his head over his shoulder as Oz pulled him into the classroom. Sitting down at the back of the class spike nudged Oz's arm with his elbow.

"Oz..Oz." Oz looked over. "What?"

"The lad that turned the corner before me; do you know who he is?"

"What guy?" Oz said frowning in thought.

"He turned the corner before me you must of passed him."

"I didn't see no one, sorry Spike". He tapped Spike's head as he spoke. "I think he's all up here."

Spike frowned and laid his head on his arms on the table. He had to find him again he just had too. Spike shot up in his seat as the shrill cry of the bell for lunch interrupted his sleep.

As his knee connected with the table he let out a loud yell. Limping from the class he lent against the wall outside door and bent to rub at his knee groaning. He shrugged in reply to Oz's questioning.

A hand brushed gently against his side. He straightened up abruptly as he did so his forehead collided with the persons chin. Taking a step back, holding his hand to his head, he reached out with his other hand and grabbed hold of their shoulder

" Fuck..sorry mate. sorry." He felt the shoulder shake as the boy laughed. It was the greatest laugh Spike had ever heard - it was more a warm giggle wrapped up in a laugh. It was perfect.

"It's okay you wouldn't believe me if i told you how many times that has happened....erm." He glanced at the blonde expectingly. "Oh..Spike" He offered lowering his hand from his head.

"Spike..nice name." He smiled as he spoke. "er..thank's" Spike replied with a small smile. Jack paused taking a deep breath.

"Come on a date with me tonight"

Spike almost swallowed his tongue. "I....I don't even know your name."

The boy grinned. "Yet you already can't stop thinking about me. I'll meet you at the bar at 7. Don't disappoint me." He winked and walked away.

Spike stood staring dumbfound at the stranger's back as he walked away.

Should he go? Who was he?...why had he picked him? There where so many thoughts in Spike's head for once he was lost for words.j

thanks a lot for posting it

There's more...Its up to 7 chapters at the moment.

Yay, I have found Jack/Spike again! Even though I have read the next chapters I am looking forward to seeing people s reactions to them. Post, you crazy jamesy person! *hugs*

Spike pulled up the drive infront of the Bronze. Gripping the steering wheel tightly he let out a deep breath. Staring at the door for a minute he slipped the care Into reverse, Leaning back and looking over the seats he frowned, He couldn't do this so he was running. Just then there was a tap on his window. Spike's head flew round quickly when he saw bright blue eyes staring back at him he wound the window down.
"Not running from me are you?" The boy said a small smile creeping onto his face.
"Er no Just erm....perfecting the parking." Spike gave him a big grin and turned off the engine rewinding the window he clambered from the car.

They squeezed through the door into the slightly crowded club and then spike paused to look at the other boy.
"Drink?" He inquired.
"Sure I'll er table." Spike began to work his way through the crowd till he finally found an empty table, And sat down, His hands shook nervously upon the top. He clasped them together to make his emotions a little less obvious.

The clink of glass jerked him back from his thoughts.
"You look good tonight." The boy smiled at spike warmly.
Spike blushed and lowered his head to escape the boys eyes staring back at him.
"I must be insane." Spike spoke aloud to the table top.
"I was thinking hot. But why insane?" The boy asked continuing to study Spike.
"I'm out on a date with someone I don't even know the name of. For all I know you could be a mass murderer or sumthin." The boy laughed warmly.
"Me a murderer." He caught Spike's gaze and lowering his voice he leant a little closer.
"You really think I could do such a thing as kill?"

Spike's throat became dry and his breath caught in his chest. He took a swig of his beer.

"No. Sorry." He wen't silent turning away he watched the crowd of people dancing. After a few minutes of silence the boy spoke again.
"Jack." Spike turned towards him.

"Pardon?"
"Jack. My name...It's Jack." The boy smiled a little looking up at Spike with his head lowered a little.
"It's nice..Suits you." Spike smiled at him.
Jack stood. "Another?" He questioned lifting his empty bottle.
"Sure" Spike replied he watched as Jack walked away.

Spike sighed to himself mentally slapping himself [ come on what are you 12. Stop acting like a little girl and ask him home.]

When Jack returned he glanced at Spike. "Dance?"
Spike looked at the crowd of people on the dance floor then back at the man infront of him.
"No I don't. Can't dance." He replied shyly. "I was thinking maybe you would like to come home with me?" Spike shuffled his feet nervously.
"Do you seriously think I'd say no to you?" Jack said staring at Spike intently.
"Would you?" Spike questioned lifting his head slightly.
"Never..." Jack grinned.

Jack followed Spike back to his car. Sliding into the passanger seat he waited.
"Actually second thoughts my place might not be such a good idea. Anywhere you'd like to go?" Spike said sliding in to the car beside him.
Jack smiled at him warmly. "Hey I'm new in town. Suprise me."
Spike Pulled out from the driveway of the Bronze. After 10 minutes or so of driving spike pulled over.
"I can't think of anywhere. How about I just drive you home?" Leaning over his lips millimetres from Spike's he whispered.

"Do you really want me to go home? Or is there something you don't want me to know?"
"I maybe."
Jack leant in his lips brushing Spike's lightly.
"Are you scared? Unsure..?" He said his hand resting on Spike's knee softly.
"Both." Jack closed the gap kissing Spike softly. As spike leaned closer to him. Jack slid his hand from knee to thigh slowly. Pulling away gently Jack watched as Spike eyes opened slowly.
"Still want to come back to mine?" Jack smiled and nodded slightly.

Awww, bless shy Spike! *huggles him* Jack is definately leading this. Wonder how far Spike will follow?

A few minutes later as Spike was sliding his key into the lock of the front door Jack pressed himself up against his back kissing at his neck lightly. Spike fumbled with his keys some more as Jack's hands slid inside his shirt resting on his stomach softly.
"I can't concentrate with you doing that." Spike mumbled. Jack whispered into Spike's ear.

"Do I have to stop?"
"..yes" As Jack's lips left his neck he groaned.
"No" Jack's lips pressed warmly back against him Spike's eyes slid closed. He shook his head a little.
"Yes"
Jack pulled away this time and moved his hands to rest lightly on spikes hips. Spike finally opened the door and stopped through Jack following him closely.
"Do you want a drink. Coffee? Juice?...er Milk?"
"No I'm good bathroom would be nice though."
"Upstairs on the right the end of the hall." Spike replied motioning with his hands. Jack smiled widely excitement reaching his eyes.
"That's good."
Spike lifted his head curiously at the remark.
"Really because that's where its always been." Spike said staring at Jack one eyebrow raised slightly.
"No no the fact that you like to use your hands. That's good." Jack took off up the staircase.

Lowering his head over the table Spike took a deep breath. He was actually here in his house and god was he nervous. He didn't know what to say to the man how to act around him or anything. He picked up his mug taking a deep breath he started to make his way up the stairs. He was just opening the door too his room when he heard the lock click for the bathroom the door opened slowly. Then hands rested on his shoulders. He felt warm breath on the back of his neck then the door beside his opened abruptly. Reaching up he grabbed Jack's hand and pushed him inside his room.
"Will?" Wesley asked as his head stuck out the door.

"What?" Spike retorted.
"Who was that?" Wesley asked trying to see in Spike's room.
"No one why does it matter?" Spike grumbled pulling his door closed.
"You know dad doesn't like you bringing people home."
"Oh just coz you can't get a shag. Spike smirked. GO read a book Wes." He said shoving him back into his room.
"You've never had on either wil-" At that precise moment Spike's bedroom door slammed shut and the lock slid into place.

"Sibling rivalry?" Jack asked as lifting his head up.
"You could say that." Spike mumbled as he lowered himself onto the bed placing his cup on the floor.

"Sorry about pushing you before."
"Its fine really. Calm down."

Jack's hand rested lightly on Spike's knee. Spike breathed in sharply Jack's face crept into a smile.
"I like your room. Its good. Nice. Great." Jack began to ramble.

Spike had froze his eyes locked onto Jack's slightly parted lips. He leaned forward cutting of Jack, As his lips pressed against Jack's open ones, He kissed him softly. His hand sliding up to cup his cheek. Startled at first Jack had froze but now he kissing back enthusiastically. One hand rested on Spike's hip lightly the other sliding up to his upper thigh. As spike leaned closer his chest pressing up against Jack's lightly. There was a large bang at Spike's bedroom door both boys jumped and pulled apart.
"PISS OFF!" Spike yelled leaning back into Jack's lips.
"William get out here right. Now!" Came a rather angry reply. Spike pulled away from Jack sighing.
"I'll take care of it." He said unlocking his door and sliding out of it.
"What?What?" Spike said hurriedly his back pressed against his bedroom door.
"Wesley informed me that you've brought someone home with you." Giles said firmly staring at his youngest son.
"Yes I have. You going to make a big deal out of it?"
"You know the rules William." Giles continued brow furrowed a little.
"I'm not sending him home." Spike cut in defiantly.
"I'm sorry William but I'm standing firm with this one. I want that boy out of here in the next 10 minutes." Giles said nodding lightly at the end of his sentence.

The bedroom door was pulled open. Jack's arm was already outstretched. Spike yelped as he fell backwards then smiled as he felt the large strong hand against his back.
"How did you know I was gonna fall?" Spike asked curiously looking at Jack apologetically.

"I figured you'd be one for leaning." Jack smiled brilliant white teeth against full pink lips. Spike made to lean closer Jack caught the eye of his farther. He side stepped around Spike and outstretched his hand for the man.
"Jack Harkness. Sir." He announced politely to Spike's farther.
"Giles. Rupert Giles." He replied shaking the young boys hand firmly still eyeing his stubborn son over his shoulder.
Jack let his hand drop to his side and turned to face Spike.
"I can make it home on my own. See you at school tomorrow bye Spike."

Jack quickly headed down the stairs to the front door. Just as he was about to exit the driveway Spike's voice yelled. "WAIT!" Jack stopped turning. Spike ran across to him putting his arms around him in a tight hug.
"I'll miss you here's my number."

With that he slipped a small bit of paper into Jack's back pocket. He let go of him and ran back inot the house taking the stairs two at a time he slammed his bedroom door and locked it. Flopping down on his bed his phone buzzed on the night stand. [ Just testing got a present for you tomorrow. J x ] Spike grinned happily his eyes sliding closed.