A/N: oh god. I haven't updated forever. I'm really sorry! If anyone was waiting for this chapter (Which I kinda doubt) I am so sorry!

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Casey: Done, and done.

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Okay, this is confusing the hell out of me the who 'BuffyBody' 'SpikeBody' thing. From now on – when I refer to Spike – it's in Buffy's body, and visa versa.

Oh… and this chapters a little… uh… rude.

Buffy groaned. Why the hell did she have double math? And all those other topics that were burly and masculine. At least she had two classes with her body today. Just to check up on him.

Suddenly her vision was blocked. Someone was pressed up against her back. And, ew, she could feel breasts.

"Guess who?" she heard a voice come.

Oh god. "Uh… Cordelia. Hi…"

"How are you?"

Buffy frowned. "I'm… good. How are you?"

"Are you hung over?"

"From when?"

"Last night. I assumed you were drunk. I mean you were dancing with Buffy Summers. Think about it."

Buffy forced a laugh, "You wait Cordelia. I'll be in her pants in no time," good lord, she was being overrun by SpikeHormones! "Oh god – your hair!"

"My hair! What's wrong with it?" she screeched, running off in the direction of the female bathrooms.

She sighed relief then jumped when someone else tapped her on the shoulder.

"Buffy?"

"Oh thank god. Do you know how long today is going?"

"You gotta ask me out."

Buffy's face fell, "Still?"

Spike nodded, "It's only fair to the rest of the male population."

"Fine. I'll be over at the library in ten minutes."

"I forgot you hung out with my dad heaps…" Spike said to her.

"So he didn't transfer then?"

He was silent for a minute. "Can we talk about this another time?"

Buffy nodded, "I'll be there in ten."

Spike walked off, swinging his feminine ass, and smiling brightly at everyone. Buffy wondered how a guy like him could ever even have had the slightest feminine side.

"Do you like her, man?" Angel asked, coming up beside him.

"What? Angel! Hi!" Buffy said, turning to him.

"I wouldn't even look at her. She's had the hots for me since forever."

"Who?"

"Summers."

Buffy's eyebrows rose, "You… What are you gonna do about it?"

Angel laughed, "She's my twin's friend! Nothing. I'm doing nothing about it. Come on, Spikey. Think about it. Me? Dating Buffy? She's such a… girl!"

"I'm gonna go…"

Angel looked confused, "Yeah, okay man. Need a lift home? You screwed the DeSoto the other day. I mean – why the hell would you try something like that anyway?"

One of SpikeBody's eyebrows rose.

"I mean, I know they're gone, man… but that doesn't mean you should be. You have so many people who love you here."

"Careful, Angel. People might find out about us," Buffy joked.

"Yeah. Funny. Just promise you won't ever try something like that again. Suicide is never an option. God. Just get a girlfriend. Then you'll know what's been missing all your life. Then you can feel that love that you've been wanting," Angel smirked.

Love? Spike wanted love?

"Yeah… okay. I promise…" Buffy mumbled, deep in thought. Spike had an attempt on his life, and it was because he wanted to feel love?

Walking into the library, she saw Willow standing in her usual spot behind the desk. She had taken up the job as librarian after Mr Giles' mysterious disappearance. Everyone had assumed he had transferred.

She saw Xander and Anya sitting at the table, and Faith up the back with the dustier books making out with some random guy.

Then she spotted her body.

Willow looked up and Buffy smiled at her. Then she walked over to Spike.

"Buffy…" she began, and Spike opened his green eyes.

"Hey…"

"I was wondering…" Spike looked up at her with an amused look on his face, "I was wondering if you would be interested in going out with me?"

Spike broke out in a grin, "Sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear you"

What the hell. Where was slutty Buffy? Outgoing Buffy? Fun Buffy?

She smiled right on back and leant down, hands resting on the arms of the chair Spike sat in.

Leaning in close, she bought the lips she possessed to the lips he did. She kissed him passionately. Her tongue pressed into his and their mouths sucked desperately on one another's.

Suddenly Buffy felt overly dizzy. She broke the kiss and went to sit down. It was only then that she realized she was sitting. She looked up and into Spike's blue eyes. His head tilted and he frowned.

"Let me be the first to say it – What the Hell?" Xander exclaimed, looking from Buffy to Spike and back again.

Buffy took in a long shaky breath and swallowed. "Uh… Xander… I…"

There was a momentary pause before a loud moan was heard from the back of the library. Then a yell as Faith claimed another victim.

Soon, she wondered out from behind the books. Buffy quickly noticed the small smudge on the side of her mouth.

"Faith," Faith looked at her and Buffy wiped the corner of her mouth.

"Oh…" Faith followed suit quickly, licking her finger afterwards.

"Oh god…" Xander looked away, "Please don't tell me what that was."

"Simple act of sucking and swallowing, Harris," Spike laughed, and Buffy frowned and looked at him.

Spike saw her reaction and tilted his head, his eyes confused.

"Well, actually… swallowing isn't a compulsory thing. It can make a girl feel uncomfortable," Anya said and Xander shot her a bewildered look, "Well I swallow but-"

"So anyway, moving on. What is going on between you and Spike?" Xander prodded.

"Me and Spike? Well…"

"I just asked Summers out."

"I'm gonna go out on a limb and say you said yes?" Xander asked, looking at Buffy.

"Well…"

Xander sighed. "Fine. Date each other."

"Don't see why it's any business of yours who Buffy sees," Spike scoffed.

"You hurt her, and I will kill you," Willow said, speaking her first words since Buffy had actually entered the room.

"You got it, Red. No hurting."

Willow smiled softly, "Be careful?"

Buffy nodded.

"Wills! How are you taking this so calmly! This is huge! Buffy and Spike? Together!" Xander shrieked.

"Buffy's a grown woman. She can date whom ever she wants. Besides, they look cute together."

Buffy looked over to Spike, who was looking back at her. She saw something in his eyes. She didn't know what, but it was something. They'd spent less then twenty-four hours together, and she was already reading his eyes.

No-one had noticed that Buffy had barely said a sentence, and that they were doing all the talking for her, but she didn't mind.

Spike's head remained tilted, and Buffy felt emotions she hadn't felt before. Taking a deep breath, she got out of the chair. It felt good to be back in her body. Better than his. All flat-chested with parts hanging out where they shouldn't be. It was freaky.

"I'm going to go. I have to… get… I have to get out of here…" she said, before running out of the classroom.

It was only seconds before Spike caught up. Good old suicidal Spike. Who Buffy was now going out with. What was this world coming to?

"What's wrong, love?"

She took in a deep breath. "Why did you try to kill yourself?"

Spike looked taken aback. He looked around and saw no-one was eavesdropping, and then sat in one of the chairs that was randomly placed near a wall.

"How did you find out about that?" he asked her.

"Angel was talking to… well me, but he thought it was you. You know, body switch… He said something about a girlfriend being the right thing for you… 'coz you needed the love…" Buffy said, emphasizing with her hands, "Did you know how insensitive he was? He was talking about me as if I was some blonde ditz!"

Spike smiled, "I don't know which questions to answer, pet."

Buffy blushed.

"Alright, I had a spot of… I guess you would call it depression… My parents had just been killed. Car accident… It's been very hard to deal. I didn't see the point of livin'. There was nothing… no-one keeping me here. Still isn't really… I do need love in my life. I'm love's bitch, what can I say?" he smiled softly, "And yeah, Angel… he's a bit of a user. Ever wonder why the birds are all over him and not me?"

"What? Are you kidding! Everyone's always flocking around you!" Buffy exclaimed.

Spike laughed. "No. Angel tells them to keep me company. He likes them to think he's in for the long run. That he's the 'perfect man'. It's a wonder that you chits don't tell each other about him. Think you aren't good enough for him or somethin' I guess…"

Buffy tilted her head, "I'm sorry."

"For what? For my unloved-suicidal-pitied life? Nah. Don't, it's not worth it."

"Are you kidding?" she said for the second time that minute. She looked at him sitting in the chair. Outgoing Buffy rose back to the top, and she straddled his lap, sitting on top of him. She brought her lips to his and kissed him.

Her breasts pressed into his chest and her pelvic regions ground against his. She could feel her already short dress creeping up her thighs.

Their tongues tangled together as they went in slow motion. Spikes hands went to her sides, and hers cupped his face to hers.

She feared that she would pull away from him and be in his body again, but kissing him was amazing.

Soon she felt him against her thigh. Hard.

She gasped slightly and pulled back. "Not. Here."

He nodded, grimacing slightly, "Not now."

She frowned.

He caught his breath then looked at her, mounted on top on him, "When the timing is right. When I know you actually care a little about me. I want you there with me. I want you to know who you're with."

"I-"

"Please?"

"Okay."

She kissed him lightly again before getting off him. Still in her own body… for the moment…

A/N: Nice long chapter as an apology for taking so damn long to update. Sorry!

I promise to update faster next time… oh – how was that chapter?