A/N : Hey gang! Yeah, I'm back, after just a week! Didn't even miss me did ya? Anyway, here's the first chapter of a new FantasyAU Spuffy fic I've been planning for a while now. Anyone reading this who is wondering when they'll be seeing a sequel to Our Little Secret, check back tomorrow, I just might have something for you then :-)

Title : Your Big Day
Rating : PG-13
Summary : FantasyAU. In one week Buffy Summers is set to marry the man she loves at a wedding she's spent weeks planning. Everything should be perfect, but then why is she so worried it'll all go wrong? Maybe she's marrying the wrong man...
Disclaimer : Characters are based on those that Joss Whedon created for Buffy The Vampire Slayer and Angel : The Series, i.e. I do not own the characters in this story!

Chapter 1

"Explain to me again why we're having a Bachelorette party exactly one whole week before the wedding?" Cordelia Chase complained to her red-haired friend and work colleague Willow Rosenburg. The other girl sighed and spoke in a tone much less deafening than Cordy's.

"'Cause Buffy refuses to be totally wasted on her wedding day and I respect that" she explained, "and every other day from now to then leads directly into a work day and it's gonna look real suspicious if we all take a sick day together!"

Cordelia rolled her eyes in annoyance as Willow continued to straighten the magazines on the coffee table and generally fuss about everything. It was just her way, Cordy knew that. Willow tidied when she was nervous and she was totally panicked that something was gonna go wrong at this party. Nothing could go wrong, of that the brunette was certain, since she'd been second in command on the preparations front, after Willow.

The table for dinner was booked, then it was onto the Bronze for many drinks and that's where the added surprise would happen, the one that Willow didn't know about yet, but the other girls did. Cordy had discussed it with Harmony, Fred, and Darla, who had all decided that no bachelorette party was complete without a stripper. They all agreed not to tell Willow about it since she would panic that Buffy wouldn't approve and probably let the cat out of the bag way too early.

Speaking of Buffy, where was that girl, Cordelia started to wonder, as she stood up and stomped over to the bedroom door. She knocked loudly, almost spilling the glass of wine in her other hand.

"Buffy, come on girl, we have to be leaving soon" she snapped, disturbing the blonde from what she was doing, or should that be who...

"Just a second!" she called through the door to her friend as she stood up and straightened her hair. A second later her fiancee climbed to his feet too, but he had very definite ideas about getting his future wife back down on the bed. She giggled as he kissed her neck, stopping her from fastening her dress properly.

"Save it for later" she mock scolded him as she turned to face him, "I have to go now, and so do you" she reminded him. It was his Bachelor Party too, though he'd convinced the guys he really didn't want to go and party like they planned. Instead they would be crashing their way into the apartment to drink much beer and talk about girls and cars and sports, Buffy had no doubts at all about that.

"I'd rather spend my time with you than with them" he told her as he advanced on her again and she fought with the zipper of her dress, "Here let me do that" he sighed, turning her back round and forcing the fastening in a distinctly southern direction.

"We're supposed to be going up here" she reminded him, making him laugh as he replied.

"I think you'll find that I am" he assured her, earning himself a playful slap on the arm as she distanced herself from him and checked her hair in the mirror.

"Get out of this room!" she ordered, though she wasn't half so severe as she might have been, she just couldn't stop laughing. With some resignation he left and Buffy asked him to send Willow in, which he did.

"Hey" the red-head smiled as she entered the room and saw her blonde friend seated at the vanity table, reapplying her lipstick.

"Hey Will, could you maybe do me a favour?" she smiled, reaching behind herself and gesturing to the zipper she could not fasten herself.

"Oh, I got it" Willow nodded, helping her friend with the problem, "Could Riley not have done that?" she asked afterwards and off Buffy's look she just said, "Oh" and went a distinct shade of scarlet at the very idea!

Twenty two years old, and still Willow's face went the colour of her hair whenever anything even kind of sex-related got mentioned, despite the fact Buffy knew her friend was not so virginal anymore. She and Xander had been living together for over a year now...

"Oh before I forget" she gasped, breaking Buffy's train of thought and almost causing her lipstick to take a sharp turn up the side of her face, "I brought that pair of earrings for next week" she told her friend, producing the gold and silver items and placing in her hand.

"Oh thanks Will, they're gorgeous and they'll look perfect with my dress" Buffy smiled opening the drawer and taking out her jewellery box where they would be safe, at the very same moment that Cordelia burst into the room.

"Can we leave already!" she exclaimed, "We have to be at that restaurant in fifteen minutes and the cab will be here any second! Besides we've practically cleared the alcohol supply"

Buffy shook her head and laughed lightly.

"I just have to put these earrings away and pick up my purse, then we're good to go"

"Ooh, pretty" Cordy commented as she stumbled into the room, already a little worse for wear for the wine, "They're Willow's right?"

"Yeah, my something borrowed" she reminded the brunette as she placed the items into the box.

"So you have all four of your things now?" Willow checked.

"Not quite" Buffy shook her head as she put the box back in the drawer, "The earrings are the borrowed, my mum's necklace is the old since it's a family heirloom kind of a thing, my dress is new...that just leaves me needing something blue" she realised.

"Oh, how about this!" Cordelia grinned pulling a small item from the drawer Buffy was putting her jewellery box into. She swung the blue garter around her finger with a raised eyebrow and Buffy looked equal parts shocked and annoyed as she grabbed it back and shoved it into the depths of the drawer where it had come from.

"No" she said flatly, "I won't be wearing that again"

Cordy looked quizzically at Willow as Buffy left the room in a hurry. The red-head shook her head, warning her friend not to mention it again or ask any more questions unless she want to cause severe trouble tonight. For once, Cordelia seemed to take the hint.

Buffy swept through the living room and into the bathroom, feeling decidedly sick. Her memory worked over-drive and ran away without her, especially when she looked down at her own shaking hands and caught sight of her engagement ring...

Flashback

The Senior Prom for Sunnydale High's Class of 2000 was nearly over. In the centre of the dancefloor were the King and Queen, arms around each other as they swayed gently to the slow music. They were popular, they were intelligent, and most importantly they were in love.

"Buffy" the man that held her close said softly, causing her to lift her head from his chest and look up at him "You do know I love you, don't you?" he checked, making her smile at just how sweet he really was.

"Of course" she assured him, "and I love you too"

He smiled too when he heard those words that he would never tire of hearing, not from her, not ever.

"Tonight's been pretty much perfect, hasn't it?" he said, pushing some stray hair behind her ear, careful not to disturb the tiara upon her head.

"Yeah it has" Buffy agreed, wondering where this little conversation was going.

"All I want is for every night to be perfect for us" he said slowly, eyes flitting between the floor and her face, "I want our lives to be perfect together, so I want to ask you...will you marry me Buffy?"

End Flashback

"Cab's here, Buffy!" Fred called, as the rest of the women piled out of the door, Willow being dragged by Cordy, with Harmony and Darla giggling behind them.

"It's okay" Buffy replied, a smile painted on her face as she appeared, "I'm ready" she told her friend, hurrying to her side and linking arms with her, "Let's go" she grinned as they followed the other four girls out of the apartment.

To Be Continued...

A/N2 : Yes, I know, this is looking like a decidedly B/R fic, but don't be fooled by the flashback scene...next chapter will probably clear up any confusion, but if you think you know what's gonna happen, by all means take a guess when you review! Did you catch that subtle hint about reviewing? ;-)