A/N: This started out as just one of my average mid-Season Six funny-Spuffy fics as a one-shot. But then it evolved and I realized how much more awesomesauce it would be if it were… well, more awesomesauce. This story is going to be ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL because it has fluff from all three of Buffy's relationships: Bangel, Briley, and Spuffy. Except that the Briley isn't really fluff since they just argue L *sadness* But… whatevs! This is awesome anyway! Takes place somewhere between Fool for Love and Into the Woods.
Regretting the Mannequin
Chapter One: Spike, What Are You… Doing?
"Hey, Spike, I need - holy crap."
"Buffy, it's not what you think. I swear to God it isn't. Just give me a chance to explain."
But it was too late. Buffy's hand covered her mouth and she was giggling hysterically. "So this is what you do when I'm not around," she said, growing sober enough to speak. "Make out with random - "
"It isn't. I don't!"
"Then what was that?"
"Buffy, that was the first time! And - oh, God, my reputation is ruined."
"Well, yeah! You're making out with a mannequin! What did you think would happen?"
Spike's head hung silently.
"I mean… my God, Spike. Are you really that desperate? Can't you get a girlfriend? I'll be honest: you're totally gorgeous. You've got a long leather jacket. You have that London accent. So why don't you even have Harmony anymore?"
Buffy walked over and sat beside Spike, shoving the mannequin away.
"If I knew you were that desperate, I would've just kissed you myself to keep you from freaking me out whenever I walk into your cry - ohmigod! That's why you tried to kiss me the… other… day… " Buffy trailed off. Spike was giving her a weird look. "What?"
"Oh, nothing. It's just… that wasn't why I tried to kiss you, love."
"You mean… you like me?"
Spike rolled his eyes. "God, you're slow. I liked you three years ago, the first time I saw you. Now I'm bloody in love with you, Slayer."
Buffy nodded slowly, trying desperately to sort out her thoughts and feelings. But her feelings were screaming one thing very clearly.
She leaned in to kiss him.
But… Riley! the little Dawn-slash-Willow voice in her head screamed.
… doesn't matter now, the Faith-slash-Angel voice whispered in response. Because it was so obvious that Angel liked Spike better than Riley. Duh.
OMG! Contact! Buffy wasn't sure where that voice came from.
"Buffy," Spike whispered.
"Spike!" Riley shouted.
"Oh, crap," Buffy muttered.
