Buffy laid on Spike's bed, watching as the vampire logged onto his computer. A computer. Who would have thought. It was funny, after three months it still amused her. Spike stopped everything he was doing to go online and read this thing called "fanfic". He had tried explaining it to her, but she never really understood it. She was never really a "reader" type. This day was different though. As she sat on the bed, she heard the vampire mumbling "unbelieveable" and "what the bloody hell".

She got up and walked over to him. "Spike, come back to bed." she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Baby, check this out. stories, thousands of them, all deticated to us." he said, typing away a mile a minute.

Buffy perked up. "About us? As in, me and you? How do they know... where did they.. how could they know? Should we be worried about this?"

"Apparently, there's a whole internet community deticated to us. I was searching on google to find more information, and I came up with this site, A Buffy and Spike Diaries ) . Cor luv, i'll be damned! They have over 1800 stories, just deticated to us! And look. There's an announcement on the main page, re-opening. Apparently, they've been gone for a while, but they're updating now, daily, it looks like. And they're accepting submissions." Spike clicked the "fictions" link and looked at the stories listed there.

Buffy watched from over his shoulder, "Ooh... NC-17. those should be interesting.. I wonder what naught things they have us doing." Buffy laughed, "the site's run by a girl named Alea ) Should we send her a story written by us? Show them how we really are?." Buffy slowly let her arms drift lower until they were rested on Spike's lap. Spike looked up at her.

"I'd say that was interesting.. the site says they have many ways of adding stories, or even reading stories. It says you can either email the story, with a title, summary, and rating, to her email , or you could post it on their livejournal community "

"What's the URL to that site again?" " Spike responded.

"and the email where we can submit stories featuring "

Buffy walked up to Spike. "Well, in order to write a story that's truley us, we have to create something to write about." She gave him a sneaky look, before darting to the bed, where Spike quickly followed her, the computer quickly forgotten.

The End

Keep in mind... I suck at writing. Haven't written anything in YEARS. lol. Charachters are completely out of character, and this whole story is very stupid. lol. This is just a little something to let all the buffy/Spike readers know that Buffy and Spike Diaries, the largest B/S fic site on the net, it back open. And since, after uploading thos story, I realized that for some reason they won't let me put the actual link to the site in the fic, or my email address. For the link, just click on my profile, and the site link will be there, along with my email address.

Lame, I know, but the point was to let people who used to visit BSDiaries, and stopped because of lack of updates, know that we're back, better than ever, and updating daily. And for everyone who doesn't even know what the heck i'm talking about, check out

A strictly B/S fic site, with almost 1900 stories, and over 500 authors.

I'm looking for new fic to add, so if you would like your stories to be added, just leave a link in the comments for this.