Disclaimer: sob sob. ok I'll admit it. all these characters belong to Joss,
Mutant Enemy, 20th Century Fox and so forth so on. Speaking of which I'm
pretty sure I don't even own the plot idea either. damn. Well to those that
got here first, please accept my humblest apologies, I'm only trying to
amuse myself. and hopefully those that read this. Curse you people. How
much do you want for Spike? And getting on with the legal bit here. This is
strictly nonprofit. the most valuable thing I own is a leather duster type
thingy (te he ^^) and I doubt you guys'll fit in it so don't bother suing.
unless. ok I won't go there.
AN: Takes place some time after Something Blue. parentheses denote thought.
Part 1
(This is as good as it's gonna get.) Willow thought to herself as she looked into the mirror. The image she saw was entirely awful, if you were into this kind of thing. Willow wanted to go hide in a corner somewhere and turn herself into a rat. Right now, that cage Amy had been using didn't seem all that bad, in fact. Behind her, she saw the image of a petite blonde, shaking with laughter.
"I love winning bets. I haven't had this much fun in sooo long. Those pants look great on ya Wills, but this skirt might be better. Ha ha ha. Xander ought to get a kick out of this one. Hope Anya'll understand." The words came out in between gasps as Buffy held back tears.
"I hate you." Willow was still stewing. She'd made the bet so she would win and get a favor from Buffy, but some how the blonde had won. (Stinky slayer.)
"The glorious smell of victory. Time to face the music Willow."
Willow had made a bet with Buffy over who'd win the basketball game they were playing. It'd been a while since Willow had done with Buffy, except researching new demons and such. Buffy was still a little off with Riley most of the time and she usually had other plans, say, screwing Riley. Not that Willow was jealous. It's just, she hadn't exactly had a full schedule in forever, and she'd been feeling a tad left out. Everyone was a couple- Buffy and Riley, Xander and Anya, and she was plain old Willow. The only Scooby left was Spike, and he'd never be with her.
Anyhow. back to Willow's silent stewing, they had been a little drunk because they'd watched Dogma before playing basketball and they were playing drinking game while watching Dogma.
It was a great day on the courts. Bright, sunny, no vamps, no boyfriends, and they started playing one on one. About thirty minutes or so into the game Willow was up by forty points and Buffy had only made two points so far. Whether it was because she was drunk or because she sucked at basketball were two different stories.
So anyway, Willow had suggested that they take the game up a notch. They'd play until sunset and the loser would do one thing the winner told them to do. Willow hadn't thought of anything she wanted Buffy to do, but then again, a favor to hold over her head would always come in handy. Upon agreeing on the wager, Buffy went into what Willow called "Slayer Mode" and by the time the sun had set, Willow had lost and horribly. However, that wasn't the worst part, when Buffy was in the middle of her victory dance some stupid fledgling jumped out of the bushes causing Willow to duck and Spike to jump up from behind and stake it.
At first, Buffy was disgusted to see Spike, since he was always "Grr! I'll kill you all one day," he didn't rate so high on her Christmas list, besides, Willow saw Buffy didn't even bother to fight the vampire and was intent on watching Spike for some reason she couldn't name. After a few insults from both sides and Spike left, a wicked grin crossed Buffy's face as she walked Willow to her house.
After Buffy had gone through most of Willow's magic books and found the spells she wanted and much begging from Willow, Buffy finally explained her sinister plot. Buffy thought that it would be absolutely hilarious if Willow acted as Vamp Willow and paid a visit to Xander. To Willow's disappointment, Buffy was very thorough in planning this out, which made her wonder if she'd planned this beforehand.
So here she was, in front of her mirror, clad in what only Vamp Willow could wear and planning on going to the Bronze. Buffy had the whole thing arranged so Xander and Anya would meet her there on Friday and then she'd come strolling in. How Buffy expected her to stroll in was a wonder though. The outfit she had on was nothing short of what a dominatrix would wear.
Then, on Friday, Buffy had pulled out a bag of clothes and Willow could have sworn the label on the bag said "Le Sex Shoppe" but that would have to be dealt with later. From the bag Buffy pulled out some black and strappy stiletto pumps that were 6 inches high and screamed "Fuck Me!" The top she had on now looked like it was stolen from the wardrobe of the local brothel because it was one of those leather, corset type tops that Vamp Willow would wear. Her main reason being was she didn't to breath. At first Willow was relieved to see that Buffy extracted a pair of tight leather pants but she made her change into a short leather skirt that had a slit cut so high it that seemed as if it would rip and fall apart if Willow dared to take even one step.
"Have I mentioned how much I hate you yet?"
"Eh. Only every time you look into the mirror. Well, c'mon, perform the spells so you look more like a vampire and off to the Bronze we go!"
"What if some vampire sees me? Or some guy for that matter. I don't have the super strength most vampires do. I won't be able to do anything if someone comes on to me." Willow wasn't exactly terrified of something happening but now she was wracking her mind for any excuse to get out of this bet.
"Oh, no. You're not gonna get out of this bet and deprive me of my amusement! Oh c'mon, I promise nothing nasty will get you, I promise Willow" Buffy sort of felt bad about making her friend dress like this, but she truly hadn't had this much fun in a long time. It would be hilarious to see Anya and Xander's faces when Willow would come in.
"What about my heartbeat? And- and- my skin's too warm to be dead. Oh- oh- and what if Xander tries to kill me?" By now, Willow was desperate to keep from going through and she didn't give a rat's ass if she was babbling or not.
"Don't worry, I researched and- " Buffy's explanation was interrupted by a derisive snort.
"You researched? Buffy Summers doesn't know the meaning of the term research." Willow wasn't trying to be rude but Buffy wasn't exactly a bookworm.
"Shut up Willow, anyways, I found all the spells you'll need. There are spells for the bet, the one for your heart, body temperature, fangs, and game face-" Yet again Buffy's explanations were cut off by said redhead.
"Who the hell actually makes these spells? What nut sits there and makes spells allowing poor influential Wiccans to make game faces?"
"That's what I said about those people who make the problems for our math books."
"Fine, whatever. One last time, I hate you Buffy Anne Summers."
"Not even my mother uses all three of my names at once. Even if I did wreck the car. Come on, we'll be late if we don't hurry." With that Buffy grabbed her coat and got ready to leave the house when she was stopped one last time.
"Willow, short of you dying, I'm not letting get out of this bet."
"Not that death isn't a tempting offer now but I gotta check if this stuff works." And with that Willow slipped into a game face and bared her fangs.
"Yup it works." Buffy didn't even bother to repress the shudder going through her because seeing her best friend, as a vampire was still quite disturbing.
************
As Buffy walked into the Bronze, she quickly spotted Xander and Anya making out by or actually on the table. Also, to her dismay she saw her boyfriend Riley. His presence there could possibly screw up her fun. He may even attempt to stake Willow and that would not go over well. She'd just have to stop him if anything presented itself.
"Will you two please get a room?" She scolded good naturedly as she sauntered to her own beefcake.
"Oh, hello Buffy. I don't see why you want us to stop when you're in the middle of pawing your own orgasm buddy." Anya was the first to break the kiss and pointed out the obvious to Buffy.
"We are NOT orgasm buddies Anya, I wholly respect Buffy as her own person and though we may have-"
"Riley, Riley-Shut up!" Xander did not need to hear about Riley and Buffy's sex lives.
"Where is Willow? Is she sick? I haven't seen her all day."
"Ya know what An, I haven't seen Willow today. I haven't the first idea where she could be." Buffy was trying her best to stifle her giggles, but she wasn't the best actress in the world.
"Ok, share the joke with the class, why are you grinning like that?" Xander noticed something was up and he was beginning to worry about Willow.
At that moment, outside, Willow noticed it was time to walk in and well, strut her stuff. While making her way through the crowd, she noticed how many jaws dropped as she walked by and she grinned inwardly. Before leaving her room, she put a powerful glamour spell on herself, it made her pale skin seem even paler and it caught the attention of everyone within seeing distance. The only bad thing about this outfit was the stilettos and tight skirt made it impossible walk.
As she got close enough to see the scoobies she noticed that Buffy's boy toy was there. At first tingles of fear passed over her because he might attempt to stake her once she went into game face but then she realized she could take her performance up a notch and chat up little Riley. Oh, that would wipe that smug look off Buffy's face.
"Hello Slayer. Xander. Aw, you've left poor little me for this thing?" Willow said, as gave a withering look to Anya. "Where have I seen you before? Have we met?" She strode over as best she could without breaking, ripping, or ruining anything. Needless to say, her welcome wagon was a tad short of civil.
"Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh hey Willow!" Xander was shocked to see Vamp Willow again and he was reduced to stuttering. However, Anya had no problem piping up.
"Willow, why are you trying to grope my boyfriend?"
"Shut up, you. If I wanna feel up my little Xander here I will. Even if he is all alive." Willow went in for the topping for this Sunday when she started to lick Xander all over, grabbing and pinching in all the wrong places. She then turned her head to see Buffy trying with all her might to keep from laughing. Needless to say she was rather red in the face. Riley misunderstood the red face and thought she was growing angry.
"If you don't think you can stake her, I'll do it for you Buff."
"Xander, you're no fun. and don't think I didn't hear that!" She turned to face a terror stricken Riley.
Just then, Willow abruptly got up, and with a wickedness not usually found on her face, she proceeded to straddle Riley and feel him up. Ooh. Did that wipe off that look on Buffy's face. Anya saw how Buffy's reaction changed and she began to laugh as well. Xander was still in a state of shock and Riley barely managed to pull out a stake.
"Aw, we just met and you wanna stick hard objects inside of me? What would the slayer think of this? You don't look like much of a screamer. just like Puppy. I can fix that. We can have lots and lots of fun little boy." After she finally got a response besides the look of a fish out of water from him, she proceeded to move up and down in his lap. Following said actions, Buffy shoved her off Riley while he ran away like a little schoolboy.
Seeing Riley's diminishing figure caused Willow to burst out laughing, little Willow had made the big soldier run away.
Hearing Willow laugh finally Buffy to burst out laughing as well. It wasn't everyday one saw Agent Riley Finn running for cover with his tail between his legs. Seeing Buffy laugh broke Xander out of his comatose state, and Anya figured out the obvious, it took a little confirmation for Xander though.
"Willow?"
"Um. hey Xander." Willow said timidly. "It was all Buffy's idea I swear!" Immediately she pointed an accusing finger at Buffy causing Buffy's laugh to stop, for only a brief second though.
"So this was all a joke?"
"Yea Xander. it was.Sorry Anya." Willow was a bit worried about how the ex- demon would react.
"Well as long as you don't really Xander. You can't have him. He's mine."
"Don't worry, I don't want him. No offense Xander."
"Hey! Many people want this hot young man here!" He cried indignantly. "Um, Buffy do ya plan on breathing any time soon?"
The blonde looked as if she hadn't taken a breath since Riley ran off and being the human she was, she needed to take a breath sooner or later. However their fun was interrupted when Buffy's amused look was wiped off as fast as it was when Willow straddled Riley.
"Spike."
"Slayer. Chubs. Demon." Then he sucked in unneeded breath as his cold gaze fell upon a scantily clad Willow. "Red?!?!"
Just as when she saw Riley a wicked smile crept over her face as she decided to further her act even more. Hell, the way she was going she should get an Oscar for best actress. If only the others would catch on and play along. Oh well, risks had to be taken; she wouldn't get a chance like this ever again.
"And who are you Blondie?" She inquired as she slinked forward to plaster herself against the vampire. The fact that she'd had a crush on him had nothing to do with her daring. Of course being able to muffle her heartbeat was a great bonus-that and not being able to blush.
"What, you all get this little thing drunk?" Spike tried to be nonchalant about it but if his heart could beat, his chest would have broken already. This was a new side of Red he had never seen, it was a nice side she should show more often. (And why was she so cold? Oh god no.)
"You're all tense Blondie." She began to massage his shoulders and slowly moved downward to pinch that cute ass of his. Heh heh. I always wanted to do that she thought. (Feels better than I thought it would .)Then she moved to suck on his neck nipping him slightly with her blunt teeth.
"Red!" As he hurriedly pulled her off, he sniffed the air but he could tell that she wasn't drunk. (She's trying to get the damned slayer to stake me! She couldn't possibly have been turned could she?)
"Why does everyone ruin my fun?" She pouted. "Bored now. Hungry too." With that she decided to move to game face.
As her demon mask came to play two very interesting things happened, Xander squeaked like a girl and jumped onto Anya's lap while Spike's jaw dropped to the floor.
"You said the whole thing was a-" Xander's question was quickly cut off by Anya who had caught on to what was going on.
"Does anyone notice that Red's been turned?! Slayer!"
To Buffy's shock she saw a look of genuine concern on the vampire's face. A feeling of shock went through her as well as another feeling she couldn't put a finger on. It was amazing that William the Bloody cared, and about the slayer's best friend no less. Her musings were roughly shattered when Spike grabbed her by the arm to pull her onto the dance floor.
"What the bloody hell happened to Red?!" His handsome features were etched with a look not usually found on it-Spike was worried about Willow's well being. How sweet.
Yet again an unknown feeling went through Buffy while she watched Spike ramble about how to fix her. 'They could look for the same curse as Peaches' he said. Somewhere in that madness she even heard his revenge plans on her sire.
"Buffy!" (Why the hell is she smiling like that? Does the bint not care that her best friend is now a vampire?!)
Their time together was cut short by a third party who had barely managed to follow them as Spike had sped through the crowd with unusual speed.
"Mean Slayer. Always taking my toys away from me. Oh well I can take them back. I always do. After all, Puppy-"
"Who the hell is Puppy?"
"Spike shut up for a while. I'm the slayer, I'll deal."
Just as Willow was about to talk again, a figure came running at her bearing a cross. Who'd have guessed it was Riley. Since Willow wasn't a vampire there wasn't any smoke. Only Willow, who ended on the floor because Riley ended up running into her. At that moment it clicked in Spike's head. Xander's question, Buffy's coolness to the situation, and the no smoke or charring of the flesh. The whole damn thing was a joke. The question was, who was it on? Also the fact that Willow wasn't a vampire caused for relief to wash over him, as well as the humiliation that came along with letting on that he cared.
(This is what happens when you even let on a bit that you could possibly care.)
"You know, you had me going for a minute there. You had me fooled. Cor, you go all out for these things don't you?" As he said so he ran a finger down her face, which still showed the demon visage. Against Willow's will, her body shuddered at the feel, though it wasn't all too bad. With a smirk from him, which left Willow in a puddle, he swept out of the Bronze.
(Damn that duster,) Willow thought. (Makes him look sexier than he is. Not that Spike's sexy or anything. Nope.)
"So Willow's not a vampire?" Riley was still very confused and Spike didn't make any sense.
"No hun, she's not, let's go sit down."
"I think I'll be joining you guys, so the bet's done right?"
"Yep. That was great Willow. Definitely Oscar worthy."
As the three started back for their table, they found it had been abandoned by Xander and Anya, or so they thought. As they sat down, they heard distinct moans coming from underneath the table and immediately they jumped from their seats.
"Oh that is wrong, on so many levels" Buffy said as they moved to another table away from the loving couple.
"As much as I agree, it does give me a few ideas" Riley was nuzzling Buffy's neck as he said so and they each gave their goodbyes and left Willow by herself. Again.
(Damn them. I hate being the fifth wheel. Argh.)
"Um, Willow? Is that you?" A tentative voice came from behind, and Willow whirled around to see who it was. Fortunately, though, she didn't fall down and she managed to hide the fact that she was inches from falling towards the person. It was Daniel, from her Psych 101 class. She always thought he was cute, but it was again another thing admire from afar things for her.
"Oh, hey Daniel."
"Not to be rude or anything but, what's with the outfit? I have never seen you in anything like this before!"
"See the thing is-" Willow scrambled for a decent excuse as to her present state, since the truth was a bit farfetched. Willow could just see it in her head. 'Well, Daniel, my best friend thought it would be hilarious if I dressed up as myself from a different universe where I'm a slutty vampire who gets off on torturing her sex toys.' (Oh yeah, he would so buy that.)
"Hey, you don't need to explain yourself if you don't want to. I get that sometimes people need to go out and be a totally different person."
Thankful that she didn't need to lie, Willow let out a relieved sigh.
"So, I've been meaning to ask you. Do you want to dance? No pressure or anything because I don't want you to freak or anything or think it's because you're dressed like this. It's just. I've been meaning to do this for a while now I just finally got the guts to do it and so I've been wondering if you wanted to dance. And now I'm babbling. Someone please shoot me." As he said so he mimed a big hook pulling him away and it made Willow laugh to see a guy that she thought was so cool and together could be as awkward and shy as her.
"Was that a 'that's sort of cute' laugh or a 'why would I ever dance with you' laugh?"
"I'll dance with you Daniel."
"Great!"
After a few dances, Willow and Daniel exchanged goodbyes and Willow was about to walk home when Daniel decided to go out on a limb.
"Willow, um, do you want me to walk you home?"
Weighing the chances of meeting a vampire or any other type of nasty, Willow politely accepted and stepped out to walk home without breaking a heel. (Who'd have thought,) she wondered, (the day Willow Rosenberg worries about breaking a heel.)
As Willow walked home she felt an odd feeling of giddiness because of her previous bravery. And she got to dance with Daniel! Yay! However she wished she had brought a change of clothes, walking home at night in Sunnydale in that kind of outfit was not a good idea. However, she'd put on a cross just in case, for jewelry's sake she could say. What would Ira Rosenberg say of his little Jewish daughter be walking around like a tramp with a cross in her hand. The thought of her parents seeing her like this made her snort. They probably would blame that Bunny girl of being a bad influence on Willow. Still as she walked home she felt like someone was following her.
Willow was broken from her thoughts as Daniel began to wonder what she was thinking about.
"What's so funny Willow?"
"Oh, it's nothing. This is my dorm, bye."
"Ok. I had a lot of fun tonight, maybe I'll give you a call and we can go out and get drinks sometime?"
"I'll think about it" (D'oh! Why did I say that? Right, because I'm not over Oz yet. Grr. )
**********
(Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why the hell are you following this stupid little chit?! How dare that git dance with her?) As Spike kept fuming a thought came to him. What if Willow started going out with that bloody ponce? Oh well, he'd have to fix that. Determined to nip this relationship, or whatever this was, in the bud, he stalked off to chat with Daniel as he headed for his own dorm.
"So, you Daniel?"
"Yeah, who are you?"
"I'm Sp-William." (No need to let anyone know it's me.)
"Ok, William." he said skeptically, "What do you want?"
"What I want is for you, to stay away from my Red. You hear?"
"Red?!" Clearly, Daniel was flustered, and on the edge of being scared. The scent of terror was so nice, not something he'd smelled in a while. Damned chip's fault.
"Yeah, my Red. About yea high, bright red hair, brilliant green eyes, spectacular smile-Willow you moron!"
(And when she became mine, I'm not even sure God knows. Oh well, I'd be much better than this idiot.)
"I didn't know Willow had a boyfriend. I'm so sorry man."
To drive his point home and make sure he didn't blab to anyone, Spike let his pent up demon surge forth and took much delight at the horrified squeal from his mouth.
"She may not know it yet, but she's mine, you hear? Hands off. Got it ya bloody git?" he barked, using
"Y- y- y-yes sir."
"Now not a word to anyone, just you leave Willow alone. Run off now, try not to piss you pants though." Seeing the young boy run off as fast as his pathetic legs would carry him, Spike chuckled aloud and went off to his crypt with a smile on his face.
~tbc~ So. what didst thou think of part 1? R/R!!! please?
AN: Takes place some time after Something Blue. parentheses denote thought.
Part 1
(This is as good as it's gonna get.) Willow thought to herself as she looked into the mirror. The image she saw was entirely awful, if you were into this kind of thing. Willow wanted to go hide in a corner somewhere and turn herself into a rat. Right now, that cage Amy had been using didn't seem all that bad, in fact. Behind her, she saw the image of a petite blonde, shaking with laughter.
"I love winning bets. I haven't had this much fun in sooo long. Those pants look great on ya Wills, but this skirt might be better. Ha ha ha. Xander ought to get a kick out of this one. Hope Anya'll understand." The words came out in between gasps as Buffy held back tears.
"I hate you." Willow was still stewing. She'd made the bet so she would win and get a favor from Buffy, but some how the blonde had won. (Stinky slayer.)
"The glorious smell of victory. Time to face the music Willow."
Willow had made a bet with Buffy over who'd win the basketball game they were playing. It'd been a while since Willow had done with Buffy, except researching new demons and such. Buffy was still a little off with Riley most of the time and she usually had other plans, say, screwing Riley. Not that Willow was jealous. It's just, she hadn't exactly had a full schedule in forever, and she'd been feeling a tad left out. Everyone was a couple- Buffy and Riley, Xander and Anya, and she was plain old Willow. The only Scooby left was Spike, and he'd never be with her.
Anyhow. back to Willow's silent stewing, they had been a little drunk because they'd watched Dogma before playing basketball and they were playing drinking game while watching Dogma.
It was a great day on the courts. Bright, sunny, no vamps, no boyfriends, and they started playing one on one. About thirty minutes or so into the game Willow was up by forty points and Buffy had only made two points so far. Whether it was because she was drunk or because she sucked at basketball were two different stories.
So anyway, Willow had suggested that they take the game up a notch. They'd play until sunset and the loser would do one thing the winner told them to do. Willow hadn't thought of anything she wanted Buffy to do, but then again, a favor to hold over her head would always come in handy. Upon agreeing on the wager, Buffy went into what Willow called "Slayer Mode" and by the time the sun had set, Willow had lost and horribly. However, that wasn't the worst part, when Buffy was in the middle of her victory dance some stupid fledgling jumped out of the bushes causing Willow to duck and Spike to jump up from behind and stake it.
At first, Buffy was disgusted to see Spike, since he was always "Grr! I'll kill you all one day," he didn't rate so high on her Christmas list, besides, Willow saw Buffy didn't even bother to fight the vampire and was intent on watching Spike for some reason she couldn't name. After a few insults from both sides and Spike left, a wicked grin crossed Buffy's face as she walked Willow to her house.
After Buffy had gone through most of Willow's magic books and found the spells she wanted and much begging from Willow, Buffy finally explained her sinister plot. Buffy thought that it would be absolutely hilarious if Willow acted as Vamp Willow and paid a visit to Xander. To Willow's disappointment, Buffy was very thorough in planning this out, which made her wonder if she'd planned this beforehand.
So here she was, in front of her mirror, clad in what only Vamp Willow could wear and planning on going to the Bronze. Buffy had the whole thing arranged so Xander and Anya would meet her there on Friday and then she'd come strolling in. How Buffy expected her to stroll in was a wonder though. The outfit she had on was nothing short of what a dominatrix would wear.
Then, on Friday, Buffy had pulled out a bag of clothes and Willow could have sworn the label on the bag said "Le Sex Shoppe" but that would have to be dealt with later. From the bag Buffy pulled out some black and strappy stiletto pumps that were 6 inches high and screamed "Fuck Me!" The top she had on now looked like it was stolen from the wardrobe of the local brothel because it was one of those leather, corset type tops that Vamp Willow would wear. Her main reason being was she didn't to breath. At first Willow was relieved to see that Buffy extracted a pair of tight leather pants but she made her change into a short leather skirt that had a slit cut so high it that seemed as if it would rip and fall apart if Willow dared to take even one step.
"Have I mentioned how much I hate you yet?"
"Eh. Only every time you look into the mirror. Well, c'mon, perform the spells so you look more like a vampire and off to the Bronze we go!"
"What if some vampire sees me? Or some guy for that matter. I don't have the super strength most vampires do. I won't be able to do anything if someone comes on to me." Willow wasn't exactly terrified of something happening but now she was wracking her mind for any excuse to get out of this bet.
"Oh, no. You're not gonna get out of this bet and deprive me of my amusement! Oh c'mon, I promise nothing nasty will get you, I promise Willow" Buffy sort of felt bad about making her friend dress like this, but she truly hadn't had this much fun in a long time. It would be hilarious to see Anya and Xander's faces when Willow would come in.
"What about my heartbeat? And- and- my skin's too warm to be dead. Oh- oh- and what if Xander tries to kill me?" By now, Willow was desperate to keep from going through and she didn't give a rat's ass if she was babbling or not.
"Don't worry, I researched and- " Buffy's explanation was interrupted by a derisive snort.
"You researched? Buffy Summers doesn't know the meaning of the term research." Willow wasn't trying to be rude but Buffy wasn't exactly a bookworm.
"Shut up Willow, anyways, I found all the spells you'll need. There are spells for the bet, the one for your heart, body temperature, fangs, and game face-" Yet again Buffy's explanations were cut off by said redhead.
"Who the hell actually makes these spells? What nut sits there and makes spells allowing poor influential Wiccans to make game faces?"
"That's what I said about those people who make the problems for our math books."
"Fine, whatever. One last time, I hate you Buffy Anne Summers."
"Not even my mother uses all three of my names at once. Even if I did wreck the car. Come on, we'll be late if we don't hurry." With that Buffy grabbed her coat and got ready to leave the house when she was stopped one last time.
"Willow, short of you dying, I'm not letting get out of this bet."
"Not that death isn't a tempting offer now but I gotta check if this stuff works." And with that Willow slipped into a game face and bared her fangs.
"Yup it works." Buffy didn't even bother to repress the shudder going through her because seeing her best friend, as a vampire was still quite disturbing.
************
As Buffy walked into the Bronze, she quickly spotted Xander and Anya making out by or actually on the table. Also, to her dismay she saw her boyfriend Riley. His presence there could possibly screw up her fun. He may even attempt to stake Willow and that would not go over well. She'd just have to stop him if anything presented itself.
"Will you two please get a room?" She scolded good naturedly as she sauntered to her own beefcake.
"Oh, hello Buffy. I don't see why you want us to stop when you're in the middle of pawing your own orgasm buddy." Anya was the first to break the kiss and pointed out the obvious to Buffy.
"We are NOT orgasm buddies Anya, I wholly respect Buffy as her own person and though we may have-"
"Riley, Riley-Shut up!" Xander did not need to hear about Riley and Buffy's sex lives.
"Where is Willow? Is she sick? I haven't seen her all day."
"Ya know what An, I haven't seen Willow today. I haven't the first idea where she could be." Buffy was trying her best to stifle her giggles, but she wasn't the best actress in the world.
"Ok, share the joke with the class, why are you grinning like that?" Xander noticed something was up and he was beginning to worry about Willow.
At that moment, outside, Willow noticed it was time to walk in and well, strut her stuff. While making her way through the crowd, she noticed how many jaws dropped as she walked by and she grinned inwardly. Before leaving her room, she put a powerful glamour spell on herself, it made her pale skin seem even paler and it caught the attention of everyone within seeing distance. The only bad thing about this outfit was the stilettos and tight skirt made it impossible walk.
As she got close enough to see the scoobies she noticed that Buffy's boy toy was there. At first tingles of fear passed over her because he might attempt to stake her once she went into game face but then she realized she could take her performance up a notch and chat up little Riley. Oh, that would wipe that smug look off Buffy's face.
"Hello Slayer. Xander. Aw, you've left poor little me for this thing?" Willow said, as gave a withering look to Anya. "Where have I seen you before? Have we met?" She strode over as best she could without breaking, ripping, or ruining anything. Needless to say, her welcome wagon was a tad short of civil.
"Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh hey Willow!" Xander was shocked to see Vamp Willow again and he was reduced to stuttering. However, Anya had no problem piping up.
"Willow, why are you trying to grope my boyfriend?"
"Shut up, you. If I wanna feel up my little Xander here I will. Even if he is all alive." Willow went in for the topping for this Sunday when she started to lick Xander all over, grabbing and pinching in all the wrong places. She then turned her head to see Buffy trying with all her might to keep from laughing. Needless to say she was rather red in the face. Riley misunderstood the red face and thought she was growing angry.
"If you don't think you can stake her, I'll do it for you Buff."
"Xander, you're no fun. and don't think I didn't hear that!" She turned to face a terror stricken Riley.
Just then, Willow abruptly got up, and with a wickedness not usually found on her face, she proceeded to straddle Riley and feel him up. Ooh. Did that wipe off that look on Buffy's face. Anya saw how Buffy's reaction changed and she began to laugh as well. Xander was still in a state of shock and Riley barely managed to pull out a stake.
"Aw, we just met and you wanna stick hard objects inside of me? What would the slayer think of this? You don't look like much of a screamer. just like Puppy. I can fix that. We can have lots and lots of fun little boy." After she finally got a response besides the look of a fish out of water from him, she proceeded to move up and down in his lap. Following said actions, Buffy shoved her off Riley while he ran away like a little schoolboy.
Seeing Riley's diminishing figure caused Willow to burst out laughing, little Willow had made the big soldier run away.
Hearing Willow laugh finally Buffy to burst out laughing as well. It wasn't everyday one saw Agent Riley Finn running for cover with his tail between his legs. Seeing Buffy laugh broke Xander out of his comatose state, and Anya figured out the obvious, it took a little confirmation for Xander though.
"Willow?"
"Um. hey Xander." Willow said timidly. "It was all Buffy's idea I swear!" Immediately she pointed an accusing finger at Buffy causing Buffy's laugh to stop, for only a brief second though.
"So this was all a joke?"
"Yea Xander. it was.Sorry Anya." Willow was a bit worried about how the ex- demon would react.
"Well as long as you don't really Xander. You can't have him. He's mine."
"Don't worry, I don't want him. No offense Xander."
"Hey! Many people want this hot young man here!" He cried indignantly. "Um, Buffy do ya plan on breathing any time soon?"
The blonde looked as if she hadn't taken a breath since Riley ran off and being the human she was, she needed to take a breath sooner or later. However their fun was interrupted when Buffy's amused look was wiped off as fast as it was when Willow straddled Riley.
"Spike."
"Slayer. Chubs. Demon." Then he sucked in unneeded breath as his cold gaze fell upon a scantily clad Willow. "Red?!?!"
Just as when she saw Riley a wicked smile crept over her face as she decided to further her act even more. Hell, the way she was going she should get an Oscar for best actress. If only the others would catch on and play along. Oh well, risks had to be taken; she wouldn't get a chance like this ever again.
"And who are you Blondie?" She inquired as she slinked forward to plaster herself against the vampire. The fact that she'd had a crush on him had nothing to do with her daring. Of course being able to muffle her heartbeat was a great bonus-that and not being able to blush.
"What, you all get this little thing drunk?" Spike tried to be nonchalant about it but if his heart could beat, his chest would have broken already. This was a new side of Red he had never seen, it was a nice side she should show more often. (And why was she so cold? Oh god no.)
"You're all tense Blondie." She began to massage his shoulders and slowly moved downward to pinch that cute ass of his. Heh heh. I always wanted to do that she thought. (Feels better than I thought it would .)Then she moved to suck on his neck nipping him slightly with her blunt teeth.
"Red!" As he hurriedly pulled her off, he sniffed the air but he could tell that she wasn't drunk. (She's trying to get the damned slayer to stake me! She couldn't possibly have been turned could she?)
"Why does everyone ruin my fun?" She pouted. "Bored now. Hungry too." With that she decided to move to game face.
As her demon mask came to play two very interesting things happened, Xander squeaked like a girl and jumped onto Anya's lap while Spike's jaw dropped to the floor.
"You said the whole thing was a-" Xander's question was quickly cut off by Anya who had caught on to what was going on.
"Does anyone notice that Red's been turned?! Slayer!"
To Buffy's shock she saw a look of genuine concern on the vampire's face. A feeling of shock went through her as well as another feeling she couldn't put a finger on. It was amazing that William the Bloody cared, and about the slayer's best friend no less. Her musings were roughly shattered when Spike grabbed her by the arm to pull her onto the dance floor.
"What the bloody hell happened to Red?!" His handsome features were etched with a look not usually found on it-Spike was worried about Willow's well being. How sweet.
Yet again an unknown feeling went through Buffy while she watched Spike ramble about how to fix her. 'They could look for the same curse as Peaches' he said. Somewhere in that madness she even heard his revenge plans on her sire.
"Buffy!" (Why the hell is she smiling like that? Does the bint not care that her best friend is now a vampire?!)
Their time together was cut short by a third party who had barely managed to follow them as Spike had sped through the crowd with unusual speed.
"Mean Slayer. Always taking my toys away from me. Oh well I can take them back. I always do. After all, Puppy-"
"Who the hell is Puppy?"
"Spike shut up for a while. I'm the slayer, I'll deal."
Just as Willow was about to talk again, a figure came running at her bearing a cross. Who'd have guessed it was Riley. Since Willow wasn't a vampire there wasn't any smoke. Only Willow, who ended on the floor because Riley ended up running into her. At that moment it clicked in Spike's head. Xander's question, Buffy's coolness to the situation, and the no smoke or charring of the flesh. The whole damn thing was a joke. The question was, who was it on? Also the fact that Willow wasn't a vampire caused for relief to wash over him, as well as the humiliation that came along with letting on that he cared.
(This is what happens when you even let on a bit that you could possibly care.)
"You know, you had me going for a minute there. You had me fooled. Cor, you go all out for these things don't you?" As he said so he ran a finger down her face, which still showed the demon visage. Against Willow's will, her body shuddered at the feel, though it wasn't all too bad. With a smirk from him, which left Willow in a puddle, he swept out of the Bronze.
(Damn that duster,) Willow thought. (Makes him look sexier than he is. Not that Spike's sexy or anything. Nope.)
"So Willow's not a vampire?" Riley was still very confused and Spike didn't make any sense.
"No hun, she's not, let's go sit down."
"I think I'll be joining you guys, so the bet's done right?"
"Yep. That was great Willow. Definitely Oscar worthy."
As the three started back for their table, they found it had been abandoned by Xander and Anya, or so they thought. As they sat down, they heard distinct moans coming from underneath the table and immediately they jumped from their seats.
"Oh that is wrong, on so many levels" Buffy said as they moved to another table away from the loving couple.
"As much as I agree, it does give me a few ideas" Riley was nuzzling Buffy's neck as he said so and they each gave their goodbyes and left Willow by herself. Again.
(Damn them. I hate being the fifth wheel. Argh.)
"Um, Willow? Is that you?" A tentative voice came from behind, and Willow whirled around to see who it was. Fortunately, though, she didn't fall down and she managed to hide the fact that she was inches from falling towards the person. It was Daniel, from her Psych 101 class. She always thought he was cute, but it was again another thing admire from afar things for her.
"Oh, hey Daniel."
"Not to be rude or anything but, what's with the outfit? I have never seen you in anything like this before!"
"See the thing is-" Willow scrambled for a decent excuse as to her present state, since the truth was a bit farfetched. Willow could just see it in her head. 'Well, Daniel, my best friend thought it would be hilarious if I dressed up as myself from a different universe where I'm a slutty vampire who gets off on torturing her sex toys.' (Oh yeah, he would so buy that.)
"Hey, you don't need to explain yourself if you don't want to. I get that sometimes people need to go out and be a totally different person."
Thankful that she didn't need to lie, Willow let out a relieved sigh.
"So, I've been meaning to ask you. Do you want to dance? No pressure or anything because I don't want you to freak or anything or think it's because you're dressed like this. It's just. I've been meaning to do this for a while now I just finally got the guts to do it and so I've been wondering if you wanted to dance. And now I'm babbling. Someone please shoot me." As he said so he mimed a big hook pulling him away and it made Willow laugh to see a guy that she thought was so cool and together could be as awkward and shy as her.
"Was that a 'that's sort of cute' laugh or a 'why would I ever dance with you' laugh?"
"I'll dance with you Daniel."
"Great!"
After a few dances, Willow and Daniel exchanged goodbyes and Willow was about to walk home when Daniel decided to go out on a limb.
"Willow, um, do you want me to walk you home?"
Weighing the chances of meeting a vampire or any other type of nasty, Willow politely accepted and stepped out to walk home without breaking a heel. (Who'd have thought,) she wondered, (the day Willow Rosenberg worries about breaking a heel.)
As Willow walked home she felt an odd feeling of giddiness because of her previous bravery. And she got to dance with Daniel! Yay! However she wished she had brought a change of clothes, walking home at night in Sunnydale in that kind of outfit was not a good idea. However, she'd put on a cross just in case, for jewelry's sake she could say. What would Ira Rosenberg say of his little Jewish daughter be walking around like a tramp with a cross in her hand. The thought of her parents seeing her like this made her snort. They probably would blame that Bunny girl of being a bad influence on Willow. Still as she walked home she felt like someone was following her.
Willow was broken from her thoughts as Daniel began to wonder what she was thinking about.
"What's so funny Willow?"
"Oh, it's nothing. This is my dorm, bye."
"Ok. I had a lot of fun tonight, maybe I'll give you a call and we can go out and get drinks sometime?"
"I'll think about it" (D'oh! Why did I say that? Right, because I'm not over Oz yet. Grr. )
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(Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why the hell are you following this stupid little chit?! How dare that git dance with her?) As Spike kept fuming a thought came to him. What if Willow started going out with that bloody ponce? Oh well, he'd have to fix that. Determined to nip this relationship, or whatever this was, in the bud, he stalked off to chat with Daniel as he headed for his own dorm.
"So, you Daniel?"
"Yeah, who are you?"
"I'm Sp-William." (No need to let anyone know it's me.)
"Ok, William." he said skeptically, "What do you want?"
"What I want is for you, to stay away from my Red. You hear?"
"Red?!" Clearly, Daniel was flustered, and on the edge of being scared. The scent of terror was so nice, not something he'd smelled in a while. Damned chip's fault.
"Yeah, my Red. About yea high, bright red hair, brilliant green eyes, spectacular smile-Willow you moron!"
(And when she became mine, I'm not even sure God knows. Oh well, I'd be much better than this idiot.)
"I didn't know Willow had a boyfriend. I'm so sorry man."
To drive his point home and make sure he didn't blab to anyone, Spike let his pent up demon surge forth and took much delight at the horrified squeal from his mouth.
"She may not know it yet, but she's mine, you hear? Hands off. Got it ya bloody git?" he barked, using
"Y- y- y-yes sir."
"Now not a word to anyone, just you leave Willow alone. Run off now, try not to piss you pants though." Seeing the young boy run off as fast as his pathetic legs would carry him, Spike chuckled aloud and went off to his crypt with a smile on his face.
~tbc~ So. what didst thou think of part 1? R/R!!! please?