**DISCLAIMER** I DO NOT OWN BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS.

"You"-kick-"stupid"-punch-"fucking"-kick-"vampires"-knee-"keep"-punch-"ruining"-kick-"my"-uppercut-"social life!"-state.

Buffy was furious, no beyond furious. Her boyfriend Angel had just broken up with her because she "was never around to care for his needs." She was even more pissed that he only cared about himself, what about her, do you think she liked lying to him because she had some ubbervamp to kill? She though he loved her, but she had realized that he only wanted some action.

"Buffy?" She spun around and tackled the person who said her name. Realizing it was only Xander, she got off of him and he frowned.

"Aw! Come on! That position was comfortable!" He blushed when he said that, realizing that he practically just told her that he wanted her.

Buffy just laughed thinking he was joking to try and make her feel better. Although she didn't know he was series. "Hey Xan, why are you out tonight? You and I are supposed to patrol tomorrow."

"Couldn't sleep," because I was too busy thinking about you "so I came out to see if you needed any help with patrolling, or someone to talk to." She turned around sensing something demonic before she could notice the blush creeping onto Xander's cheeks. He followed her gaze to a fresh grave that was slowly being dug up from beneath.

"Seems like this guy is having some trouble. Damn, I was looking for a good fight." She walked over to the fledging just as he got halfway out of his grave. Buffy held out her hand to the vamp who took it questioningly. As she started to pull him out, she staked him and giggled slightly. Meanwhile, Xander was behind a tombstone laughing like a teenage girl who just saw the geekiest guy in her class get pantsed.

"Um.. Xan?"

"Yeah Buff?"

"What the hell is so funny?" She was about to break down in laughter just seeing Xander act like a little girl, although, she thought, he kinda acts like that a lot.

"It's… It's just his face was hilarious… he was confused and then he saw how hot" Xander cut himself off, realizing nothing good would come of him telling her he thought she was hot, and started again, looking nervous. "I mean… he didn't think you were gonna stake him."

"Ok… Xander, you sure you're ok?" Buffy was starting to worry about her friend, his was turning really red from all the laughter, and… embarrassment?

"Yeah, I'm fine. We done? 'Cause suddenly I'm really tired."

"Yepp, let's go." Buffy started to walk out of the cemetery, and Xander slowly followed behind taking in the view.

They talked about school and exams and normal high school stuff. 'Normal', what about their lives were normal? When they reached her house, Xander stopped because he saw a moving van parked across the street from Buffy's house. "New neighbors?"

"Guess so, I hope they aren't like the last ones, it took forever to kill the fucking vamp family!" She started walking up the path to her from door. "Night Xan. See you tomorrow."

"Bye."

Spike was extremely pissed, his watcher and the Council had decided to send him to live in some bloody town in California because of the new slayer that was called in his hometown in England. "I'm was a slayer before the other bloody poof was, so why should I be sent away?" he asked his watcher, Wesley, and all he said was "The Council thought it best that you be relocated because of how… great.. you have been doing." Spike rolled his eyes at that. He didn't know how he would survive living with this ponce for his last year of high school.

"Are you sure they didn't 'relocate' me because of how 'well' I was doing in my bloody private school?" Spike chuckled at his own words, his school was about to kick him out for getting into fights almost everyday and because they thought he killed one of the teachers, although they didn't know that he was a vampire who lived on campus.

"Just get some rest tonight William, tomorrow we must unpack everything and find a base for your training." Spike growled when Wesley called him 'William' although it went unnoticed. "It's Spike…" He mumbled.

Wesley walked to his office, thinking about how to contact the Watcher he knew was already here. He knew Spike should not be able to know about the other branch of the Watcher's Council, but it was inevitable, he was going to find out sooner or later. Hopefully, it was later because he needed to focus more on training and less on the girl that was just as strong as him, if not stronger. Wesley knew that Spike would challenge this girl on so many levels and was terrified of what the outcome might possibly be. He fell asleep on one of his diary after writing all of his worries down.

Buffy woke up early because she wanted to investigate her new neighbors to make sure they weren't a threat to Sunnydale. Willow, Xander, Oz, and Tara all sat on her from porch while Buffy was kicking and punching the highly padded Giles, her watcher.

"Buffy, oh dear that hurt, we need to speak about something that is very important." Giles and never thought he would have to tell her about the branch of the Watcher's Council that she didn't know about. He hated lying to her about it from day one, but he had to or else she would be given a new watcher. Although he knew she would only defy him or her because Buffy never listened to anyone but him, she was practically his father.

"Sure Giles, what's up?" Buffy was starting to get tired, the summer heat was beating down on her bare legs as she sprawled out on the cool grass, chugging a bottle of water. "Yeah Giles, what's the what?" Willow piped up from Oz's lap on the porch she wondered what had the Watcher so mixed up.

"Well, I don't know how to say this but… Buffy, the Watcher's Council is not all it seems to be…" He really didn't know how to say this. "Of course you know the prophecy about the one girl in every generation who is called to save the world and all… but… what you don't know is that…well…"

"Giles! Out with it man!" Leave it to Harris to be impatient. Buffy shot Xander a shut-up-or-I-will-hit-you-with-a-desk-again look and then urged Giles to continue.

"There is also a male slayer Buffy, and one is moving here with his Watcher." Giles studied Buffy's face, seeing no emotion.

"Cool… so what, how ugly is this guy?"

"Xander, you don't know if he's ugly? Slayers aren't ugly… wait, do you think all Slayers are ugly?" Xander looked at Buffy and she gave him a you-say-it-you-die look. "Of course not, it's just I figured if the poor guy has been called, then he isn't gonna be the best lookin' guy 'cause all the guy's that think they are so good looking don't want to do anything nice and-"

"Xander, you're rambling again." Tara laughed when Willow said that because she knew her friend rambled all the time. Oz just chuckled because he knew his girlfriend rambled WAY more than Xander was.

A realization just hit Buffy, "Giles, do you know this guy's Watcher's name?" Buffy started to wipe the sweat off of her forehead and put the towel around her neck.

"Um.. I believe it is William… or Wesley… something like that. Why? Buffy what are you planning?"

Before Buffy could answer, she saw a boy about her age walk out of the house across from her's. She grabbed another bottle of water and started off towards the guy.

Wesley told Spike to start unpacking the moving van since he was stronger than Wesley. Spike knew it was because Wesley was weaker than his grandmother and just didn't want to show how unmanly he was compared to his young Slayer. Spike just rolled his eyes and started to open the van door when he saw a small blonde girl with perfectly toned tan legs. She had her hair pulled up in a tight ponytail in the back and she was wearing tight, short demin shorts and a black tank top. It looked like she was not enjoying the summer heat because she had a towel around her neck, she was sweating, and she did not look very happy. He licked his lips, unconsciously. "'Ello luv,"

Buffy was at the rear bumper of the van and didn't even say hi before jumping into her question, "Is your name Wesley? Or William?"

Spike took a double take. Why had she just asked him that? How did she know that he and Wesley live here? "Um.. well my name is Spike. But my real name is William. I just moved here with my… er… Uncle Wesley. Why do you ask?"

Buffy was dumbfounded, what are the chances that Giles got both names right? Could this only be a coincidence? "Oh… uh… I just heard that a William and a Wesley were moving to Sunnydale, can I speak to your uncle?"

Spike eyed the girl wearily, how did she know they were moving here? Was she some sort of demon or something? No, she couldn't be, the only demons that could look that hot were vampires and she definetly was no vampire seeing as she was out in the sun and had amazing tan legs. "Only if I can know your name Pet." Why had he just called her Pet? That's what he called Dru before she tried to turn him and he had to stake her. Bloody hell Spike, don't think of the bint, she got what she deserved.

"Oh, sorry. I'm Buffy." Spike nodded and walked into the house to get his 'uncle' Buffy was pretty sure that Wesley was not his uncle. When Spike closed the door, she shouted across the street, "Giles, get your lying British butt over here!" Just as Giles finally made his way over to Buffy, a man, who looked like a younger version of Giles, came out of her neighbors house.

"Buffy, what do you need me for, and I did not lie-"

"Yes, Spike said you wished to speak to me, my name is Wesley." Wesley stuck his hand out to Buffy and Giles, both of which he shook it politely.

Giles spoke up, "Yes, ah, well I am Giles and this is Buffy." Buffy smiled at Wesley just as Spike walked out of the house and stood next to Wesley. "Well, I've been watching Buffy for a while, and I see you are watching this young man." Wesley gave Giles a look of confusion.

Buffy looked at Giles impatiently. "Gosh Giles! Get to the point or I will." Giles gave Buffy a look of agreement. Then she turned to Wesley, "Are you in charge of watching Spike?"

Wesley understood now, this was the watcher he had been trying to contact, and this was the female Slayer. The Council was right, she was very blunt. "Oh! Rupert! Yes, I've been meaning to speak with you." Wesley looked from Spike to Buffy, then back to Giles, and in a whisper, "Does she know about," Wesley tilted his head towards Spike.

"Yes, I just told her, and that is why she rudely came over here." Giles shot Buffy a annoyed glance and then redirected his attention to Wesley, "They said you were to come later this week. I was going to try to contact you as soon as you arrived. Since you are here now, they both might as well know the whole truth.

A confused Spike burst out. "What the bloody hell are you two ponces talking about?" Wesley glared at Spike who just shook it off, like he always does.

This time, it was Buffy who spoke up, "The Watchers Council appearently has two branches, one with a male Slayer," She motioned at Spike, "and then the other branch has a female Slayer," this time she motioned to herself.

"Wesley, why didn't you tell me of this earlier? For God's sake you're my bloody Watcher! Why didn't I know about this?"

"William," "Spike!" "er, Spike, no one knows unless the two Slayers meet and have to work together."

"No way! I am doing my job just fine that you very much! I've got Willow and Tara and Xander, we got the Sunnydale covered." Buffy was irritated that the Watcher's Council had sent another Slayer onto her turf.

"Dear Lord, you have demons helping you?" Giles and Buffy shook their heads no. "Other Slayers then?" Again they shook their heads no. "Then who-"

"Two witches and a regular, very annoying and weak, human." Buffy shouted the last part knowing that Xander, Willow, Oz, and Tara were hiding behind the van, trying to listen in on the conversation.

"Hey! I am not annoying or weak! Am I?" Xander jumped out from behind the van, triping over his own foot.

Buffy laughed, "My point exactly." She walked over and pulled the cripples Xander up and helped him stand without putting pressure on his right ankle. "Your mom is going to freak. Again."

"Giles, I think you and I should speak about training arrangements and such. In the meantime, I think it would be best for Willi-Spike and Buffy to train with each other."

"Indeed," Buffy tried her best at a British accent. Spike and Giles laughed and Wesley looked hurt. "Come on Spike, Xan you ok to spar?"

"Yeah, lezz go!." Xander slowly made his way back to Buffy's house and sat on the porch while Buffy went to go get Giles' padding for Xander. "Buff, I don't need all that padding!" He felt inferior next to Spike, although Spike appeared to not have as much muscles as Xander. He was hoping that Spike would be some ugly geek who Buffy would just ignore.

"Xander, remember last time you help Buffy train? She broke TEN of your ribs and almost gave you a concusion, twice!" Willow hated how stubborn Xander could be; she figured it was just him not wanting to feel less manly by having to wear padding so his best friend didn't kill him.

"Yeah, come on whelp, Slayer's got you beat in the fighting department I'm sure. Just put on your poofy padding so we can get on with this." Xander was beginning to hate Spike every time he looked at him. How dare he talk to him like that? He just met the guy and he was already being treated like some crippled old man!

Xander was about to flip out on Spike when Buffy threw the padding at him, "Xander. Pads. Now."

"Fine!" he started mumbling about 'stupid Brit' and "not as hot as he thinks'. Buffy just laughed and once Xander was all suited up, she started beating him up. Spike just stared at Buffy, watching how skilled she was. He always loved a girl who could fight. What was he saying? He just met the girl, and sure she was pretty good looking, but why would he be thinking things about how he loved girls who could fight.

Buffy had just landed a hard blow to Xander's stomach, and even with all of the pads, she knocked the wind out of him. "Ok, that's enough," he took in a painful breath of air, "Captain Peroxide, your turn."

As Spike stood infront of Buffy, she finally took him all in, with his obvious bleached hair slicked back, his tight, black shirt that showed off his muscles, and his black skinny jeans. Definetly Angel's complete opposite, and she liked it. No, she wouldn't let herself develop feelings for Spike, every man that ever came into her life just left, her dad, Riley, Parker, Angel, Giles for a while, but then he came back. Men were stupid, and she wouldn't let herself go down that path again.

"As much as I am flattered at how much you are staring at me luv, but could we get on with the 'training' I haven't had a good fight in at least a few days, if not more."

"Me either." And with that Buffy launched herself at Spike, landing a hard blow to his chin. At first she was going to make sure he was ok, but then when he swung at her, she knew it would be a lot easier to train with Spike because neither of them would hold back, and she liked it that way.