Title: Buffy: The Vampire?
Part 4/10 "a kiss is just a kiss"
Disclaimer's, Note's, etc. In part one.
Buffy woke up with a start, surprised to find herself in her room, on her bed. Spike sitting on the edge, holding her hand.
"How'd I get here?" She asked, closing her eyes.
"Xander and Anya brought you back here. Left the other you at my crypt with the witch."
"How long was I out for?"
"All day. Guess that kinda shocked you."
"A little. My god... a vampire... me. That's just massively creepy. Did you ask her how she got that way?"
"Me. In her world." He grinned, obviously proud he'd been the one to turn her.
"Ugh!" She made a face similar to the ones she's made with ever sip of vodka she'd taken that time she got drunk.
"Dru was gonna kill her or something. Instead of dying, she opted to become a vampire."
"You mean, she wanted to be a vampire?" Buffy seemed horrified.
"She wanted to be with her Spike." He grinned again. "S'all I found out about her."
"Well, guess that's what makes our worlds different. Her bad taste in men."
"This coming from the girl who's just had two make-out sessions with a vampire?"
Buffy shoved him off her bed. "Out. Now."
"What's wrong, Pet? You'll fool around with me as much as you please, but when times comes to admit you've got feelings for me..."
"Out!" She grabbed a stake from under her pillow. "What happened shouldn't of happened. Stop acting like it meant something more, because it didn't."
"One day you'll realize how much you need me. How much you want me. Take care, Buffy, 'cause I may not be there when you do." He said in a cold tone then left.
Spike stalked angrily back to his crypt. He knew she had feelings for him. It was only a matter of time before she realized she cared about him, true, but he wasn't sure he could restrain himself from just taking her much longer.
He tossed open the door and walked in. Willow lay on the ground, unconscious. Vampire Buffy was about to make the witch dinner.
"Buffy! No!" He rushed over and pulled her off of Willow, shaking the witch awake.
She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Just wanted a taste."
"There's plenty of blood in the fridge." He ground out.
Willow looked at Buffy horrified. "I'm going home."
"Thanks, Red." He called as she left. He wondered briefly why he'd gotten "take care of evil Buffy" duty.
"She smelled powerful." She said, scraping her nails down his chest. He had no idea when she'd managed to slip her hands under her shirt. "I just wanted a taste. Didn't want nasty animal blood."
"Hands off." He moved her away from him.
"I miss my Spike so. And you're so much like him... except you can't hurt people." She pouted briefly. "Make love to me." She really didn't wait for his consent and she pushed him to the ground, straddling his hips.
He shut his eyes for a second. Better than the Buffy-Bot... but still not his Buffy. Well, who was he to complain?
He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her roughly. If he kept his eyes shut and ignored the cold lips against his, he could imagine it was his Buffy.
"My god." Vampire Buffy moved off of Spike. Buffy stood at the doorway, tears pooling in her eyes before she ran off.
"Buffy!" He got up and went after her, forgetting all about the other Buffy who had a grin on her lips. Her eyes gleamed with evil delight.
Part 4/10 "a kiss is just a kiss"
Disclaimer's, Note's, etc. In part one.
Buffy woke up with a start, surprised to find herself in her room, on her bed. Spike sitting on the edge, holding her hand.
"How'd I get here?" She asked, closing her eyes.
"Xander and Anya brought you back here. Left the other you at my crypt with the witch."
"How long was I out for?"
"All day. Guess that kinda shocked you."
"A little. My god... a vampire... me. That's just massively creepy. Did you ask her how she got that way?"
"Me. In her world." He grinned, obviously proud he'd been the one to turn her.
"Ugh!" She made a face similar to the ones she's made with ever sip of vodka she'd taken that time she got drunk.
"Dru was gonna kill her or something. Instead of dying, she opted to become a vampire."
"You mean, she wanted to be a vampire?" Buffy seemed horrified.
"She wanted to be with her Spike." He grinned again. "S'all I found out about her."
"Well, guess that's what makes our worlds different. Her bad taste in men."
"This coming from the girl who's just had two make-out sessions with a vampire?"
Buffy shoved him off her bed. "Out. Now."
"What's wrong, Pet? You'll fool around with me as much as you please, but when times comes to admit you've got feelings for me..."
"Out!" She grabbed a stake from under her pillow. "What happened shouldn't of happened. Stop acting like it meant something more, because it didn't."
"One day you'll realize how much you need me. How much you want me. Take care, Buffy, 'cause I may not be there when you do." He said in a cold tone then left.
Spike stalked angrily back to his crypt. He knew she had feelings for him. It was only a matter of time before she realized she cared about him, true, but he wasn't sure he could restrain himself from just taking her much longer.
He tossed open the door and walked in. Willow lay on the ground, unconscious. Vampire Buffy was about to make the witch dinner.
"Buffy! No!" He rushed over and pulled her off of Willow, shaking the witch awake.
She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Just wanted a taste."
"There's plenty of blood in the fridge." He ground out.
Willow looked at Buffy horrified. "I'm going home."
"Thanks, Red." He called as she left. He wondered briefly why he'd gotten "take care of evil Buffy" duty.
"She smelled powerful." She said, scraping her nails down his chest. He had no idea when she'd managed to slip her hands under her shirt. "I just wanted a taste. Didn't want nasty animal blood."
"Hands off." He moved her away from him.
"I miss my Spike so. And you're so much like him... except you can't hurt people." She pouted briefly. "Make love to me." She really didn't wait for his consent and she pushed him to the ground, straddling his hips.
He shut his eyes for a second. Better than the Buffy-Bot... but still not his Buffy. Well, who was he to complain?
He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her roughly. If he kept his eyes shut and ignored the cold lips against his, he could imagine it was his Buffy.
"My god." Vampire Buffy moved off of Spike. Buffy stood at the doorway, tears pooling in her eyes before she ran off.
"Buffy!" He got up and went after her, forgetting all about the other Buffy who had a grin on her lips. Her eyes gleamed with evil delight.
