Angel growled as he followed the demon down the back alleys. A couple things that Wesley had forgotten to tell him was that the thing was slimy and quick. Angel had gotten slim on him and cut with its tail, and now he was pissed.
As he ran after the demon, he knew he was closing in. As the scent became stronger. He picked up his speed and saw it turn down an alley. Angel followed then stopped. The alley was a dead end. The demon trapped itself. Which was good for Angel, because behind him was the street and he didn't want anybody walking by to get hurt.
Angel raised his axe. "Let's say we try this again, huh?" he asked. The demon growled at him. Angel grinned. "It's not my fault this is taking too long. You wanted to run. I offered to do this quick and painless. Now look at us." Angel grimaced as he looked at his ruined, expensive silk shirt.
"Always was a poof for high fashion."
"Oh, no. Please tell me you can imitate voices?" The demon didn't make a sound. Angel groaned and turned around. Yep, just as he had thought. Spike was standing behind him. "How in the hell did you find me?" he asked.
Spike grinned. "I tricked Harm into showin' me the trackin' system. Pretty neat that is," Spike said. Suddenly the demon growled. "Hold your horses, mate! You can start killin' him in a bit." Angel rolled his eyes.
"I'm winning," Angel said. The demon snarled behind him. Angel turned to it. "Do you want to show him your tail? Or should I?" The demon didn't make a sound. Angel turned back to Spike.
Spike frowned at him. "You're cut…and slimy." He said. "I didn't notice," Angel said. Spike gave him a look. "Spike honestly, wh -" Angel was cut off as the demon tackled him to the ground. Angel struggled a bit then kicked the demon back down the alley.
"You could've said 'look out'!" Angel yelled at Spike as he got up to face the demon. Spike shrugged. Angel punched the demon in the face, making it hit the brick wall.
"Look out." Spike said. Angel turned and gave him a look. Spike smirked. Then the demon spun around and slammed Angel in the back with it's tail. Angel hit the opposite wall with a 'omph'. "Though' you said his tail was gone." Spike said.
Angel got off the wall with a groan. "I didn't say that. I meant the fact that it was cut off!" Angel said, giving the demon two punches to the face and one to it's chest. The demon slammed back against the wall.
"No wonder it's pissed," Spike said. The demon looked at him and growled. Spike raised his hands in surrender. "'M on your side, mate. Kill the bastard." Angel growled then and jumped over the demon's tail.
"Can you stop talking?!" Angel yelled, doing a tuck and roll as the demon swung it's large fist then it's tail. Angel got up and realized he dropped the axe. "Why?" Spike asked. Angel gave him a look.
Angel did a roundhouse kick to the demon's face and then flipped over him as he went to swing at him. Angel picked up the axe and looked at Spike. "Because it's distracting!" Angel yelled.
"Oh…well that's the point innit?" Spike said. "Damnit Sp-" "Tail." Spike said, cutting Angel off. "What?" Angel asked.
Too late.
The demon spun around and it's tail smacked Angel in the side of his face, sending him flying into the brick wall.
Spike laughed. "Do that again! The was bloody awesome!" The demon turned to him and snarled. "Well I could help, but this is more fun." He said.
Angel pushed himself off the ground. Earlier he was pissed. Now, he was furious. Angel gave a battle cry as he charged toward the demon. The demon was about to turn around when it suddenly froze. Spike raised an eyebrow. "Bugger." He said. The demon fell dead with Angel's axe sticking out of it's head.
Spike turned to leave out the alley toward the street. "Hmm. Not bad. Well the show's over. See you la-" Spike was cut short as Angel's axe slammed into the wall right where his head would've been. He gulped. Spike went to move around it when he suddenly found Angel blocking him.
Spike moved back until his back was against the wall. Angel had his hands on either side of Spike's body, keeping him trapped against the wall unless he decided to just disappear or walk through Angel.
Spike did neither.
He just looked up at Angel.
Angel's brown eyes were lined with amber as he looked into Spike's blue eyes, sparkling with mirth. "You are the most annoyingly, aggravating thing I've ever come to know." Angel said.
Spike continued to look up at him as he smirked. "And yet…you still want to kiss me." Angel growled at him, but Spike didn't falter. Angel could smell a twinge of fear from Spike…but it was mixed very closely with his arousal.
"I honestly hate you." Angel said, before he smashed his mouth onto Spike's brutally. Spike actually gasped as Angel kissed him. He hadn't expected him to exactly kiss him. Maybe tease him or laugh at him or something cruel. He didn't expect the kiss.
Angel's mouth attacked Spike's with a strong dominating power. He removed his hands from the wall and grasped Spike's lean hips, and pulled him flush against him. There was a small voice in the back of Angel's mind that was laughing because now he got slime on Spike. But that voice quickly vanished when Spike pushed up on his toes to deepen the kiss.
Spike grabbed Angel by his ruined shirt causing him to give a completely different groan than one from pain and annoyance, as Spike's devil tongue slid along his sensitive gums that protected his fangs.
Spike moaned as Angel's hands finally moved from his waist to his ass. Angel's large hands squeezed Spike's globes hard enough to cause Spike to make a sound he hadn't made for anyone except Angelus in well over a century.
A whimper.
Angel slowly pulled back from the kiss and just rested his head against Spike's. "Why does this keep happening?"Angel asked softly.
Spike slowly opened his eyes and looked at Angel. "Hell if I know." Angel opened his eyes and smirked. Spike leaned forward and stole one last kiss before he stepped back from Angel.
Now they were a little awkward. Angel cleared his throat and snatched the axe out of the wall. "Come on…need to get back." Spike raised an eyebrow, but followed Angel.
When they got back to WRH the others were all waiting in the lobby. They started to speak all at once, trying to tell Angel that they weren't the ones that told Spike where he was. Angel didn't care. He walked right past them and into his office, slamming the door.
They stopped and looked at each other. Fred then looked at Spike. "Why are you slimy?" she asked. Spike looked at himself and groaned.
"Angel was the same way. Did you turn solid again?" Gunn asked. "Yeah." Spike said. Fred grinned, but then frowned.
"But you're not anymore are you?" she asked. "Nope." Spike said, disappointed as he waved his hand through her head. "Why does this keep happening?" Fred asked.
"I don't know. This is really strange. I don't think I've ever heard of anything like this. I've looked through plenty of books and none of them say anything about this. And I know Fred's done hundreds of tests." Wesley said. They all stood there and just thought.
"Maybe it's Angel." Lorne said. Everyone's faces then lit up. Spike wasn't so pleased with the guess.
"Maybe what's me?" They turned and looked at Angel. He looked at them. "What?" he asked.