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Prologue

'Have you ever met someone who you absolutely adore; yet they never bat an eyelash your way?

Have you ever met someone, who you absolutely adore, who asks out the most pathetic creature in existence?

Have you ever met someone, who you absolutely adore, who just wants you as a friend?

If you have answered yes to at least one of these then contact Cupid's Arrow, the dating service that never goes wrong!

(Cue happy music)

We'll make sure that you dress right, act right and even think right, so that, when we set you up with your perfect partner, they'll be instantly wowed!

Just send a video of yourself telling us what hobbies, likes and dislikes you have and what you look for in a partner to this address:

Cupid's Arrow Dating Agency,

22 Albert Embankment,

London,

SE11 5NR'

"Buffy, I have a great idea."

If you know my best friend, Faith, like I do then you'll know that every idea she comes up with is almost guaranteed to be crappy and not make sense.

I looked at her warily, "What?"

She placed a poster in front of me, "Cupid's Arrow Dating Agency for Men and Women!" She announced with a beam.

I glanced at the bright pink poster with cherubs and slowly looked back up at her, "A dating service?" I asked, making sure I'd understood her.

She nodded fervently, "With your people and matchmaking skills and my dating skills, we can be the matchmakers from heaven!"

I blinked.

She sighed in impatience, obviously annoyed that I hadn't jumped for joy at the thought of setting people up for a living, "This will work, Buffy, I promise. If we put all our savings together, then we'll have enough to buy a shop or something where we can work from!"

"Faith," I started slowly. "There are thousands of dating services out there. What makes you think we'll be any different?"

She gave me a pitying look, "Because the matches we make will actually work."

She was putting a lot of faith in our ability to work together which, coming from the person who about every five minutes gets in a fight with me about something ridiculous, was slightly worrying.

So why I agreed to become an active partner in Cupid's Arrow Dating Agency for Men and Women is beyond me.

Don't get me wrong, it was an okay idea. I'd always been meaning to do something charitable and, by helping the poor, lonely, souls of the capital, I was fulfilling that, with the exception that I was getting paid to do it. But the only problem with Cupid's Arrow was that we were too good. Yes, I know. Too good.

Every match we made ended in love. Well, nearly all. There were a few that ended in screaming and fits of jealously. You get my drift.

But, surprisingly, people listened to the crap advert, which Faith had made up, for Cupid's Arrow and slowly tapes came in. A lot of tapes.

So many in fact that we decided to buy a small flat in the Albert Embankment to dedicate to the agency. It was a standard two bedroom flat. We converted one bedroom into a TV room, where we watched all videos sent in and the other we made into a storage room where all videos were placed.

Every morning either Faith or I, whoever got there first, would come across a whole stack of tapes stuffed carelessly into the mailbox and then we'd sit down with a hot chocolate from Starbucks and watch every single one of them just commenting and writing notes. And two years later, we were still doing it and doing it okay.

Until Angelus O'Connor came along.

Oh, yeah. He ruined everything.

Do not you love it? I do.

Anyway, this another original story changed into Buffy version, so the characters may not seem right, but hey, it's my fiction.

Anyway, Love Affair will be updated soon, have no fear, I am working on it.

Review if you like it, love it or hate it.

Oh, and if it's not successful then I'll be deleting it and concentrating on the others. But, hey, it's just a tester, to see if people like it.