Chocolaty Goodness

Summary: A late night cuppa' gets Buffy thinking. Spoilers: Season seven. Post First Date Rated: PG-13 Disclaimer: I wish I could Claim Spike as my own, but I can't. I don't own any of the characters.

~*~

It was 12 O'clock. Buffy kept tossing and turning in her bed trying to find a comfy spot, but it was no use. The first 'real' night without and disturbances and she couldn't sleep. The SAT's had agreed to go patrolling granting Buffy a night alone. They really just wanted to go to the Bronze, but Giles had insisted he go along with them to make sure they patrolled first.

Giving up on changing positions she swung her feet over the bed and ran her fingers though her hair. Clad only in a tank top, sweat pants, and a necklace Willow had given her, she got up and walked down stairs maneuvering through all the teenager junk lying on the floor. She was seriously considering making them pay rent, but they didn't have jobs and Giles said there was no time for that at the present moment. God, she wished things weren't so riled up.

She headed for the cabinet and pulled out a packet of Swiss Miss hot chocolate. It wasn't nearly as good as what her mom used to make, but it worked in late night cresses. After preparing the steamy liquid she walked over to the cabinet again and pulled out a bag of tiny marshmallows. Thoughts about Spike instantly popped into her head. He loved little marshmallows. A smile crept across her lips. It was a very funny thought. A vampire slurping hot chocolate asking for tiny marshmallows.

~*~

Spike had been sleeping, or rather "resting" on his cot the whole night. He had decided against patrolling claming he was "tired" which wasn't entirely a lie. He went strait to bed from there.

He was obsessing over the fact that Buffy had asked him to say. Actually it had been more of a command, but it didn't really matter after all they had been through. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he had come to the conclusion that Wood was out of the picture. In relationship mode. His jealousy subsided after their talk. He just knew it somehow.

Buffy would never be with him. That was a fact. But he didn't think Wood disserved Buffy.

All of a sudden the pitter-patter of famine feet was heard over head. It must be Buffy. What's she doing up at this hour? A cabinet door was shut. H no! Is she sick? He thought assuming it was the medicine cabinet.

Mustering up his courage, he slipped from his cot and went up the steps.

~*~

Buffy had been too preoccupied with sniffing the hot chocolate that she didn't notice Spikes presence. She continued to ignore his presence until she turned around. Her body jolted at the sight of him leaning against the basement door frame almost spilling her cup. He was smirking at her. Not a lusty smirk., but a humored smirk. He obviously had been standing there for a while.

"What?" She asked innocently giving him the honor of a soft smile and setting down on the island stool.

"Nothing, Just wondering if you were OK, I heard the medicine cabinet open."

"The Cocoa mix was in the medicine cabinet, " she started to chuckle as he started showing signs of embarrassment.

"Oh.. Couldn't sleep?"

"Yeah. How did you know?" She said rising her eyebrows.

"Lucky guess."

"You want some" She suddenly asked handing him the cocoa mix.

"Thanks pet, but I'm OK" He strutted over and sat down on a stool opposite of her. He started to stare at her. Unintentionally of course. Once he realized what he was doing her immediately started down at his hands.

"You OK?" She asked noticing his muscles tense. Now they always tensed around her, but she had never stopped to ask why.

"Never better," he answered starting up into her eyes.

His blue orbs hypnotized her. She loved it when his looked at her like that. She smiled and he smiled back. She wished things weren't so confusing between them. And it would be nice to kiss him again. No matter what mood he was in he would always kiss her the right way whether it be hard or soft. They fit together.

"God, "She said breaking the silence and looked up. Her hot chocolate was getting cold but she didn't care. "why is this so hard." It was more of a statement than a question, but he answered anyway.

"Maybe it's because you haven't let go," Opps I wasn't supposed to say that

"Yeah guess not." She surprised him.

Another long silence then, "You want to try again?" Where did that come from? Oh god I hope he didn't hear me. Duh Buffy, of course he heard you.

Spike just looked at her confused.

"Never mind. "She added quickly.

His face fell. Then she realized it. This was all in her hands. It was up to her to break the tension.

"I'd better go" he said huskily not making eye contact. Before he reached the door a small hand lightly grabbed hi bicep and turned him around.

"Kiss me."

"What?!"

"Kiss me." Nice goin' Buff. What a great Idea.

"Buffy. you know we can't."

This is it. Just tell him why and see what happens. "I just want to see what happens. I know it's weird, but If I still have feelings for you. It should tell me what they are. If not we're going to have all this weirdness for a while."

"Luv, for one, we both know you still have feelings for me, but trust me it isn't love. And second, I don't think a kiss will help the weirdness fact-- -"

While he was saying this Buffy had been getting ready to go in for the kill.. no kiss and he was cut off by a soft peck on his lips which was followed by a longer lingering kiss. Her arms crawled up around his neck while his hesitantly move to her waist. The kiss started becoming more and more passionate as time went by. Buffy's world was falling away, she was falling for him again, but it didn't seem like the first time. Memories of her beating Spike up after all the times he had tried to help her hit her in the stomach and she broke away from the kiss looking at the ground. Oh God She looked back up at him realized what had just happened or rather what had happened before Spike went to Africa. Her stomach started churning and she could fell the contents of the cocoa rushing up her esophagus and ran to the bathroom. ~*~

Spike was wondering what just happened. The moment rolled over in his head for a few times trying to see what he had done wrong. Hearing the plopping of toilet water he rushed after Buffy. Before she could sputter again he sprinted to her side and held her hair away from her face. Had he disgusted her that much?

After a few minutes she looked up at him with tear filled eyes. " Oh god Spike." Her arms encircled his stomach head buried in his shirt. " I'm so sorry." He didn't know what she was talking about but instantly cradled her head whispering words of comfort.

~*~

Earlier that evening, Willow had noticed the bond between Buffy and Spike was getting stronger. She sensed that Buffy was confused and offered a charm to help her understand her feelings. Buffy took the charm and wore it around her neck. All she had to do now was steal a kiss from a certain Vampire.

FIN.

If you want me to make a sequel I'll try. But I have been really busy.