**Until Forever**
A/n: Okay, sorry for the delay, but I had a rough case of writers block. Dontcha just hate that? Anyways, I think I back again, but I'm not too sure how this chapter turned out. I'm sorta just crossing my fingers and hoping for the best. *Please God Joss, let my story turn out okay* Okay, I prayed to the Gods, I think it'll be okay.
Thanks a million to anyone who reviewed. You guys are seriously the greatest people to ever walk this Earth, besides Joss, James Marsters, David Boreanaz, and maybe Nicholas Brendon. All the last three naked, of course. See, my saying is "naked and nummy". Damn, I better stop before I start drooling again. I can get off topic so easily, but anyways . . .
Review after you read, please. And for the male readers, remember, always remember to put the toilet seat down after you use it. Thanks.
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Buffy watched the scene from her chair, perched beside the director. She was currently done her filming for the morning, so now it was a scene between Spike and Xander. The two were amazing actors, Buffy grudgingly admitted to herself, and looked effortless as they spoke their rehearsed lines. It was as though their acting was just a real life encounter, and Buffy knew that it was primarily acting that made a movie great.
She looked away from the enrapturing scene, and two people caught her eye from the other side of the warehouse they rented for the movie. It was Tara Manning and Richard Gunn, talking with each other animatedly, both their faces alight in huge smiles. Buffy grinned to herself. She always thought that romances that blossomed from the sets of movies were incredibly romantic, and she could tell that one was right under her nose. She shook her head, still smiling.
Her eyes went back to the scene, her gaze resting on Spike for no apparent reason. She unconsciously ran her eyes over his platinum hair, down the angular planes of his face, resting slightly on is moving mouth, then down his lean body, sleek muscle shifting under the harsh movie lights. Buffy licked her lips, but was snapped out of her Spike-ogling reverie when someone called her name. Her eyes widened, and she mentally screamed at herself for ogling Spike. Spike ogling, bad. No more ogling of Spike, or his goods, ever.
Buffy hurriedly pushed all Spike thoughts out of her head, and turned toward the area her name was called. She spotted Willow, and her other good friend Cordelia Chase. Buffy's face split into a huge smile that mirrored Cordelia's. The two hugged each other tightly when they reached each other, Willow grinning herself at the happy exchange. The three were all good friends, but all actresses, so they rarely saw each other. Buffy was shocked that Cordelia could even leave the busy set to come down for a visit.
Cordelia starred in her own show, a funny sitcom on the antics of a twenty- something girl. As soon as it had become a big hit, finding time to spend with Cordelia had become almost impossible. So seeing her in the middle of spring was like the Earth rotating the other way on its axis. Buffy couldn't find the exact word for that, but she knew it was big.
"Shit, Cor, I haven't seen you in months." Buffy said, holding Cordelia at arms length. Cordelia nodded, her dark eyes sparkling brightly.
"I know Buff, it's not my fault. The shows been absolutely crazy lately, and we needed to film some extra scenes for a special coming up. But, they decided to give me a few days off, so naturally I flew down to see you guys," Cordelia explained, and the three beamed at each other again. They all took a seat and started chatting a mile a minute, filling each other in on their hectic lives from the past four months. Eventually Buffy spilled to Cordelia who the actor playing opposite her was, and Cordelia's eyes widened comically.
"William Gilbert? Spike? But you hate that guy, Buff, more then you've hated anyone else. And ain't he the guy that broke up you and Angel, if my excellent memory serves me correctly?" Cordelia asked teasingly, still surprised that her stubborn friend would agree to it. If anything, Buffy was hard-headed, so it must have taken a really good plot to get Buffy into this movie. Cordelia watched Buffy's face as she answered, suspecting Buffy maybe felt more then 'loathing disgust' for the blonde Brit.
Buffy sighed before answering, rolling her hazel eyes.
"Yep. He's actually filming right now." Buffy simply answered, not wanting to get into the whole mess again. Cordelia perked up, raising to her feet, and pulling Buffy and Willow up with her. Buffy gave her a questioning glance.
"What? I want to see him."
Buffy and Willow raised skeptical eyebrows. Cordelia looked at them with bright, innocent eyes.
"To see his acting! For, uh, future references. You never know when you need to find a hot British actor for . . . something . . ."
Buffy and Willow sighed but allowed Cordelia to drag them along to the scene that was still filming, on its tenth retake. Cordelia appraised Spike with hungry eyes, her tongue moistening her lips involuntarily at the sight of him.
"But damn if he isn't hot, Buff." Cordelia whispered to her, and Willow covered her mouth with her hand at the look on Buffy's face, biting back a laugh. Simply priceless, was how she could sum it up.
"Um, Cordy, no. Never. Since when is bottle blonde hair and a British accent hot?" Buffy said with as much distaste as she could muster. Cordelia and Willow looked at her, then at each other in shock.
"Um, always?" Cordelia retorted, and Buffy had to break down and smile. The three women turned back to the scene, Cordelia suddenly clutching Buffy with a tight grip around the wrist. Buffy winced and shrugged Cordy's surprisingly strong manicured hand off, throwing her a look. But Cordelia was too busy staring to notice.
"Who, may I ask, is that extremely beautiful chunk of tall, muscular man that it acting beside Spike right now?" Cordelia asked, her tone suggesting that she wasn't even paying attention to anything else. Buffy followed Cordelia's gaze, and almost chocked on who it was. Willow noticed, and looked at the source of hotness, she too surprised. But then she broke into a huge smile, looking eagerly at Buffy to see how her friend would handle this. Cordelia had a reputation for being extremely possessive about her men. And if she knew that Buffy had already had Xander, a full-fledged catfight could possibly break out.
Buffy opened her mouth, trying to explain who he was. She gave Willow a pleading look, then said, "Oh, he's Xander Harris. New actor, nice guy, and he's very nummy also. And, single."
Cordelia nodded, lips turning up into a provocative smile, reminding Buffy very much of a predator stalking its prey. But then Cordelia's gaze shifted over to Buffy, confusion marring her pretty features.
"Wait, Xander Harris? That sounds really familiar. Didn't you tell me something juicy about a Xander Harris?"
Willow waited expectantly, grinning hugely, as Buffy's eyes darted back and forth, trying to find some explanation. She laughed falsely, and quickly explained, "Oh no, that was Xander Harold. This is a totally different guy, never before met him until this movie."
She waited tensely for Cordelia's reaction. Luckily, Cordy was too enamored by the acting Xander, currently in a state of toplessness, that she just nodded and said "Oh, right." Buffy visibly sighed in relief, and Willow frowned, disappointed that their would be no action. She gave Willow a cut- throat motion, and then turned back to the scene, listening to Cordy whisper about how delicious Xander's tanned pecs were. Willow smiled indulgently and then joined the Xander viewing. She had a feeling things were about to get very interesting.
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About an hour later found Buffy around the snack table with Willow and Cordy, listening to Cordy's raves about Xander. Willow sipped her San Pellegrino innocently while Buffy took huge, nervous gulps of her 100% no- additives straight from the glacial springs bottled water. Cordelia had something bottled clutched in her hand also, but was too excited to drink it.
"I have got to meet him. Today. When he's done his scene, introduce us, Buff. And the rest will be history. Isn't it great that I get time off right now, when it's so crucial to get him to fall in love with me? I mean, most relationships last if the first impressions are good. And I have all this time to spend so that he has optimum viewing time of me, and keep me fresh in his mind." Cordelia said breathlessly. Buffy cringed, closing her eyes briefly. Willow smirked into her bottle.
"Uh, Cordy, don't you think it's better that you don't get involved a relationship right now? I mean, c'mon, you have to film your show, and all that stress can't be too good for you. Maybe you should lay low for a while, spend some time alone-"
"Nonsense." Cordy said, effectively cutting Buffy off. Buffy sighed, resigning to the fact that one way or another, Cordelia would eventually find out about the Buffy/Xander incident. And when she did, it wasn't going to be pretty. Even Willow planned on watching from a safe distance when kitty Cordy took her claws out, incase of wayward punches.
"Whatever though, I know he's the guy for me." Cordelia continued dreamily. Buffy nearly tore her hair out, but managed to remain calm and somewhat composed. Cordelia went on for another fifteen minutes straight, until she informed the other two that she need a washroom break. Buffy watched Cordelia's slim retreating form with nervous eyes. Buffy turned to see Willow clapping, presumably at the mess Buffy had gotten herself into now.
"Buff, you should have just told her from the beginning who he was. Now she'll hit you twice as hard when, as she inevitably will, finds out." Willow said, slightly sympathetically. Then she burst into giggles, Buffy shooting her a harsh glare.
"Thanks so much for your support Willow. Great to know I can always count on you for sound advice and a shoulder to lean on. Bitch." Buffy said angrily, and Willow broke into laughter. She managed to spit out one word before her laughing fit took over again.
"Whore."
Buffy's eyes widened as she heard another male voice joining into the laughter with Willow, saying something about "Ain't that the truth". She turned to find Spike and Xander standing behind them, Spike chuckling his damn ass off. Xander just rolled his eyes and gave Buffy a sexy smirk. She glared at him.
"You are so not helping this situation." Buffy said to Xander, and Xander laughed but reached over and pulled her into his embrace. She had to smile. She had always cared for Xander, and she still loved him. But only like a brother. Too bad she had found that out after she screwed his brains out, and lost Angel.
"Well, luv, you do get around." Spike stated calmly, shooting Buffy a suggestive leer. She ignored the tingles that look sent in her, instead focusing on the fact she hated his guts. She nearly lunged at him, Xander the only thing holding her back. Spike shook his head at her, grabbing a huge chocolate chip cookie from the table and chewing on a bite thoughtfully.
"Now, now, we don't want that. After all, you are my soulmate eternally bound with our love." Spike stated, referring to their acting roles together, and the plot from the movie. Buffy glared at him, Xander's hand still resting on her shoulder in case of another attack. But Spike didn't seem to be worrying about the petite girl's temper. He took a step closer to her, looking down into her eyes deeply.
"After all, after that whole thing with Angel, I don't think you need anymore bad publicity, pet. Seems to me that people already think you're a cheating whore. They don't need to know that you're a bitch, too." Spike said snidely, and Buffy saw red. Willow's eyebrows raised quite high, and Xander took in a sharp intake of breath. Buffy took a swing at Spike's grinning face, but he ducked it, irritating smirk still firmly in place.
"Shut the fuck up, Billy. What, you think your better then me because I made one little mistake? Know something, asshole; you won't get very fair as the bastard you truly are. Sooner or later, your charm will run out. And when it does, I'll be the one laughing at you, Spikey." Buffy bit back sharply. Willow took a step back, and even Xander seemed to shrink away from the anger and the hatred sparking off of the two.
Buffy kept on glaring, disgusted at herself for even thinking he was a little bit attractive. Here he was, in all his asshole form, and he didn't seem at all appealing. He took a further step closer, so that their noses were almost touching. Cold ice met raging hazel, their gazes interlocked.
"Listen, Betty, I don't need shit from a bloody bimbo that got this far because she fucked some high and mighty directors. I've said it before, you have no acting ability whatsoever. You're here to look pretty, not to blow people away with your performance. All I can tell you is that you're a stupid slut who did the right people." Spike growled, fists forming balls at his sides. He would never hit a lady, but this one infuriated more then any other women had.
Buffy snapped. She flew into a wild rage, pushing Spike to the floor and jumping onto him, slapping whatever part of his body that she could reach. He thrashed under her, trying to get free, but she held fast. It was finally Xander that pulled Buffy off of Spike, his arms tight around her waist. She was twisting, trying to get another shot at Spike, but Xander refused to let her go. Thankfully, they were in a secluded spot, so none of the other crew or cast had noticed. Willow look on the exchange in shock, to surprised to do or say anything.
Spike looked up at Buffy from the floor with dark eyes, hand around his sore jaw. She looked crazy, hair falling out of place, eyes wide, mouth almost snarling, clothes disheveled. To him, she looked damn sexy. He tried to ignore the very ungentlemanly thoughts running through his dirty mind, reminding himself that he hated this girl, and that he would never sleep with her. She was a crazy bitch. Yeah, boy, a crazy bitch who's gorgeous and probably wild in bed. God, she had an amazing grip with her thighs. Imagine her moving under you, screaming your name . . . He pushed all sex thoughts out of his head quickly, focusing on what she was saying.
"I hate you, Spike! I fucking hate you!"
Spike rolled his blue eyes. Nothing knew there. She had made that clear from the beginning, and he had done the same.
"Shut up, you deranged bird."
"Me? Whatever a bird is, I'll let you know that I'm not it. How about I come over there and show you how to shout mouths."
"Why don't you and Harris just have a nice shag again?" Spike yelled back, and his remark had the desired effect. Buffy drew back, eyes downcast and ashamed. Spike was about to have a nice laugh when he heard the most scariest voice ever in his twenty-six years. It dripped with absolute venom, shot shivers down to his very toes. It was a voice of pure evil.
"Buffy, what the hell? You slept with him? But you told me it was Xander Harold!"
The group simultaneously flinched, and turned to see one very pissed off Cordelia Chase standing there, watching the scene with flashing eyes. Buffy pushed back a tangled strand of blonde hair, Cordelia looking ready to attack. She chuckled weakly.
"Uh, you see . . ."
*To be continued
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A/n: Review, review, and review again. If you have any requests or wishes for the story, let me know. Muah!!!
A/n: Okay, sorry for the delay, but I had a rough case of writers block. Dontcha just hate that? Anyways, I think I back again, but I'm not too sure how this chapter turned out. I'm sorta just crossing my fingers and hoping for the best. *Please God Joss, let my story turn out okay* Okay, I prayed to the Gods, I think it'll be okay.
Thanks a million to anyone who reviewed. You guys are seriously the greatest people to ever walk this Earth, besides Joss, James Marsters, David Boreanaz, and maybe Nicholas Brendon. All the last three naked, of course. See, my saying is "naked and nummy". Damn, I better stop before I start drooling again. I can get off topic so easily, but anyways . . .
Review after you read, please. And for the male readers, remember, always remember to put the toilet seat down after you use it. Thanks.
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Buffy watched the scene from her chair, perched beside the director. She was currently done her filming for the morning, so now it was a scene between Spike and Xander. The two were amazing actors, Buffy grudgingly admitted to herself, and looked effortless as they spoke their rehearsed lines. It was as though their acting was just a real life encounter, and Buffy knew that it was primarily acting that made a movie great.
She looked away from the enrapturing scene, and two people caught her eye from the other side of the warehouse they rented for the movie. It was Tara Manning and Richard Gunn, talking with each other animatedly, both their faces alight in huge smiles. Buffy grinned to herself. She always thought that romances that blossomed from the sets of movies were incredibly romantic, and she could tell that one was right under her nose. She shook her head, still smiling.
Her eyes went back to the scene, her gaze resting on Spike for no apparent reason. She unconsciously ran her eyes over his platinum hair, down the angular planes of his face, resting slightly on is moving mouth, then down his lean body, sleek muscle shifting under the harsh movie lights. Buffy licked her lips, but was snapped out of her Spike-ogling reverie when someone called her name. Her eyes widened, and she mentally screamed at herself for ogling Spike. Spike ogling, bad. No more ogling of Spike, or his goods, ever.
Buffy hurriedly pushed all Spike thoughts out of her head, and turned toward the area her name was called. She spotted Willow, and her other good friend Cordelia Chase. Buffy's face split into a huge smile that mirrored Cordelia's. The two hugged each other tightly when they reached each other, Willow grinning herself at the happy exchange. The three were all good friends, but all actresses, so they rarely saw each other. Buffy was shocked that Cordelia could even leave the busy set to come down for a visit.
Cordelia starred in her own show, a funny sitcom on the antics of a twenty- something girl. As soon as it had become a big hit, finding time to spend with Cordelia had become almost impossible. So seeing her in the middle of spring was like the Earth rotating the other way on its axis. Buffy couldn't find the exact word for that, but she knew it was big.
"Shit, Cor, I haven't seen you in months." Buffy said, holding Cordelia at arms length. Cordelia nodded, her dark eyes sparkling brightly.
"I know Buff, it's not my fault. The shows been absolutely crazy lately, and we needed to film some extra scenes for a special coming up. But, they decided to give me a few days off, so naturally I flew down to see you guys," Cordelia explained, and the three beamed at each other again. They all took a seat and started chatting a mile a minute, filling each other in on their hectic lives from the past four months. Eventually Buffy spilled to Cordelia who the actor playing opposite her was, and Cordelia's eyes widened comically.
"William Gilbert? Spike? But you hate that guy, Buff, more then you've hated anyone else. And ain't he the guy that broke up you and Angel, if my excellent memory serves me correctly?" Cordelia asked teasingly, still surprised that her stubborn friend would agree to it. If anything, Buffy was hard-headed, so it must have taken a really good plot to get Buffy into this movie. Cordelia watched Buffy's face as she answered, suspecting Buffy maybe felt more then 'loathing disgust' for the blonde Brit.
Buffy sighed before answering, rolling her hazel eyes.
"Yep. He's actually filming right now." Buffy simply answered, not wanting to get into the whole mess again. Cordelia perked up, raising to her feet, and pulling Buffy and Willow up with her. Buffy gave her a questioning glance.
"What? I want to see him."
Buffy and Willow raised skeptical eyebrows. Cordelia looked at them with bright, innocent eyes.
"To see his acting! For, uh, future references. You never know when you need to find a hot British actor for . . . something . . ."
Buffy and Willow sighed but allowed Cordelia to drag them along to the scene that was still filming, on its tenth retake. Cordelia appraised Spike with hungry eyes, her tongue moistening her lips involuntarily at the sight of him.
"But damn if he isn't hot, Buff." Cordelia whispered to her, and Willow covered her mouth with her hand at the look on Buffy's face, biting back a laugh. Simply priceless, was how she could sum it up.
"Um, Cordy, no. Never. Since when is bottle blonde hair and a British accent hot?" Buffy said with as much distaste as she could muster. Cordelia and Willow looked at her, then at each other in shock.
"Um, always?" Cordelia retorted, and Buffy had to break down and smile. The three women turned back to the scene, Cordelia suddenly clutching Buffy with a tight grip around the wrist. Buffy winced and shrugged Cordy's surprisingly strong manicured hand off, throwing her a look. But Cordelia was too busy staring to notice.
"Who, may I ask, is that extremely beautiful chunk of tall, muscular man that it acting beside Spike right now?" Cordelia asked, her tone suggesting that she wasn't even paying attention to anything else. Buffy followed Cordelia's gaze, and almost chocked on who it was. Willow noticed, and looked at the source of hotness, she too surprised. But then she broke into a huge smile, looking eagerly at Buffy to see how her friend would handle this. Cordelia had a reputation for being extremely possessive about her men. And if she knew that Buffy had already had Xander, a full-fledged catfight could possibly break out.
Buffy opened her mouth, trying to explain who he was. She gave Willow a pleading look, then said, "Oh, he's Xander Harris. New actor, nice guy, and he's very nummy also. And, single."
Cordelia nodded, lips turning up into a provocative smile, reminding Buffy very much of a predator stalking its prey. But then Cordelia's gaze shifted over to Buffy, confusion marring her pretty features.
"Wait, Xander Harris? That sounds really familiar. Didn't you tell me something juicy about a Xander Harris?"
Willow waited expectantly, grinning hugely, as Buffy's eyes darted back and forth, trying to find some explanation. She laughed falsely, and quickly explained, "Oh no, that was Xander Harold. This is a totally different guy, never before met him until this movie."
She waited tensely for Cordelia's reaction. Luckily, Cordy was too enamored by the acting Xander, currently in a state of toplessness, that she just nodded and said "Oh, right." Buffy visibly sighed in relief, and Willow frowned, disappointed that their would be no action. She gave Willow a cut- throat motion, and then turned back to the scene, listening to Cordy whisper about how delicious Xander's tanned pecs were. Willow smiled indulgently and then joined the Xander viewing. She had a feeling things were about to get very interesting.
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About an hour later found Buffy around the snack table with Willow and Cordy, listening to Cordy's raves about Xander. Willow sipped her San Pellegrino innocently while Buffy took huge, nervous gulps of her 100% no- additives straight from the glacial springs bottled water. Cordelia had something bottled clutched in her hand also, but was too excited to drink it.
"I have got to meet him. Today. When he's done his scene, introduce us, Buff. And the rest will be history. Isn't it great that I get time off right now, when it's so crucial to get him to fall in love with me? I mean, most relationships last if the first impressions are good. And I have all this time to spend so that he has optimum viewing time of me, and keep me fresh in his mind." Cordelia said breathlessly. Buffy cringed, closing her eyes briefly. Willow smirked into her bottle.
"Uh, Cordy, don't you think it's better that you don't get involved a relationship right now? I mean, c'mon, you have to film your show, and all that stress can't be too good for you. Maybe you should lay low for a while, spend some time alone-"
"Nonsense." Cordy said, effectively cutting Buffy off. Buffy sighed, resigning to the fact that one way or another, Cordelia would eventually find out about the Buffy/Xander incident. And when she did, it wasn't going to be pretty. Even Willow planned on watching from a safe distance when kitty Cordy took her claws out, incase of wayward punches.
"Whatever though, I know he's the guy for me." Cordelia continued dreamily. Buffy nearly tore her hair out, but managed to remain calm and somewhat composed. Cordelia went on for another fifteen minutes straight, until she informed the other two that she need a washroom break. Buffy watched Cordelia's slim retreating form with nervous eyes. Buffy turned to see Willow clapping, presumably at the mess Buffy had gotten herself into now.
"Buff, you should have just told her from the beginning who he was. Now she'll hit you twice as hard when, as she inevitably will, finds out." Willow said, slightly sympathetically. Then she burst into giggles, Buffy shooting her a harsh glare.
"Thanks so much for your support Willow. Great to know I can always count on you for sound advice and a shoulder to lean on. Bitch." Buffy said angrily, and Willow broke into laughter. She managed to spit out one word before her laughing fit took over again.
"Whore."
Buffy's eyes widened as she heard another male voice joining into the laughter with Willow, saying something about "Ain't that the truth". She turned to find Spike and Xander standing behind them, Spike chuckling his damn ass off. Xander just rolled his eyes and gave Buffy a sexy smirk. She glared at him.
"You are so not helping this situation." Buffy said to Xander, and Xander laughed but reached over and pulled her into his embrace. She had to smile. She had always cared for Xander, and she still loved him. But only like a brother. Too bad she had found that out after she screwed his brains out, and lost Angel.
"Well, luv, you do get around." Spike stated calmly, shooting Buffy a suggestive leer. She ignored the tingles that look sent in her, instead focusing on the fact she hated his guts. She nearly lunged at him, Xander the only thing holding her back. Spike shook his head at her, grabbing a huge chocolate chip cookie from the table and chewing on a bite thoughtfully.
"Now, now, we don't want that. After all, you are my soulmate eternally bound with our love." Spike stated, referring to their acting roles together, and the plot from the movie. Buffy glared at him, Xander's hand still resting on her shoulder in case of another attack. But Spike didn't seem to be worrying about the petite girl's temper. He took a step closer to her, looking down into her eyes deeply.
"After all, after that whole thing with Angel, I don't think you need anymore bad publicity, pet. Seems to me that people already think you're a cheating whore. They don't need to know that you're a bitch, too." Spike said snidely, and Buffy saw red. Willow's eyebrows raised quite high, and Xander took in a sharp intake of breath. Buffy took a swing at Spike's grinning face, but he ducked it, irritating smirk still firmly in place.
"Shut the fuck up, Billy. What, you think your better then me because I made one little mistake? Know something, asshole; you won't get very fair as the bastard you truly are. Sooner or later, your charm will run out. And when it does, I'll be the one laughing at you, Spikey." Buffy bit back sharply. Willow took a step back, and even Xander seemed to shrink away from the anger and the hatred sparking off of the two.
Buffy kept on glaring, disgusted at herself for even thinking he was a little bit attractive. Here he was, in all his asshole form, and he didn't seem at all appealing. He took a further step closer, so that their noses were almost touching. Cold ice met raging hazel, their gazes interlocked.
"Listen, Betty, I don't need shit from a bloody bimbo that got this far because she fucked some high and mighty directors. I've said it before, you have no acting ability whatsoever. You're here to look pretty, not to blow people away with your performance. All I can tell you is that you're a stupid slut who did the right people." Spike growled, fists forming balls at his sides. He would never hit a lady, but this one infuriated more then any other women had.
Buffy snapped. She flew into a wild rage, pushing Spike to the floor and jumping onto him, slapping whatever part of his body that she could reach. He thrashed under her, trying to get free, but she held fast. It was finally Xander that pulled Buffy off of Spike, his arms tight around her waist. She was twisting, trying to get another shot at Spike, but Xander refused to let her go. Thankfully, they were in a secluded spot, so none of the other crew or cast had noticed. Willow look on the exchange in shock, to surprised to do or say anything.
Spike looked up at Buffy from the floor with dark eyes, hand around his sore jaw. She looked crazy, hair falling out of place, eyes wide, mouth almost snarling, clothes disheveled. To him, she looked damn sexy. He tried to ignore the very ungentlemanly thoughts running through his dirty mind, reminding himself that he hated this girl, and that he would never sleep with her. She was a crazy bitch. Yeah, boy, a crazy bitch who's gorgeous and probably wild in bed. God, she had an amazing grip with her thighs. Imagine her moving under you, screaming your name . . . He pushed all sex thoughts out of his head quickly, focusing on what she was saying.
"I hate you, Spike! I fucking hate you!"
Spike rolled his blue eyes. Nothing knew there. She had made that clear from the beginning, and he had done the same.
"Shut up, you deranged bird."
"Me? Whatever a bird is, I'll let you know that I'm not it. How about I come over there and show you how to shout mouths."
"Why don't you and Harris just have a nice shag again?" Spike yelled back, and his remark had the desired effect. Buffy drew back, eyes downcast and ashamed. Spike was about to have a nice laugh when he heard the most scariest voice ever in his twenty-six years. It dripped with absolute venom, shot shivers down to his very toes. It was a voice of pure evil.
"Buffy, what the hell? You slept with him? But you told me it was Xander Harold!"
The group simultaneously flinched, and turned to see one very pissed off Cordelia Chase standing there, watching the scene with flashing eyes. Buffy pushed back a tangled strand of blonde hair, Cordelia looking ready to attack. She chuckled weakly.
"Uh, you see . . ."
*To be continued
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A/n: Review, review, and review again. If you have any requests or wishes for the story, let me know. Muah!!!