Why Parents Don't Get It..
Disclaimer- I wish.
Rating- R
A/N- Short chappy- But mini-disclaimer story below...hehehe...
Chappy 6-
BEEP BEEP BEEP BE---CRUSH
Buffys fist pounded into the alarm clock, dreading the fact there's school today. She rolled over and looked at the nightstand. A note was there, saying that her mother had gone out and Dawn was already at school.
Buffy closed her eyes, wanting to get more shuteye. She had been up all night...* With a cold* She mentally lied. She couldn't get to bed cause of lefty below her..*Lefty?* she shook her head, and snuggled into the blanket.
She heard shuffling beside her, on the floor. Then a loud metalic thud.
" Bloody Hell!," William yelled, sitting up and rubbing his head. She opened her eyes and looked at him, " Bed post?"
He glared at her, " Yeah, right in the noggin', too." He sat up on his knees and looked around, " Mornin' already?" He asked her. She gave him a ' duh' look.
Buffy sat up, and sighed irritated. She looked at William and noticed his shirt was still off. * Yummy...no..not yummy..super yummy..* She noted her mind was a big traitor.
" Put a damn shirt on, Spike!," She yelled at him. He smiled, " Using nicknames, eh, Slayer?," He drawled out her nickname, and she blushed." Shirt. Now." She commanded.
He stood up, then trailed his hand down his abdomen, " Whats wrong? Being tortured cause you cant touch my hot little bod?," She rolled her eyes. " Actually, I'm being tortured looking at it," She replied, smiling* HA!*. He grinned, " cause you cant touch it," he slipped his tanktop on, and turned away from her to pick his jeans up.
Buffy was watching his movements, carefully. * Well, his cute but carefully..No..Buffy he's a perv...a sexy perv, but a pervent nonetheless*
He put his jeans and laced his boots up," I think I'm going to head out, ducks." He sat next to her on the bed, " Thanks for letting me spend the night, luv." He leaned slowly in, and Buffy was ready for the mind-blowing kiss he had in stored for her.
Then she remembered.
She pushed him hard, and he fell back hard, " Sorry Spike, but I don't feel like lip locking with a left-handed pervert." * WHAT'S WITH THE LEFT HAND!*
Spike squinted and cocked his head, " What are you--," his eyes widened. * She knows I--Shit. Play it Cool..* He repeated constantly in his head.
" Well, luv, nice too know you enjoyed the show," He smirked, " Maybe we can have an encore, changing it a tad bit..," He trailed.
" You're a pig, Spike." she told him. " Oink, oink, slayer." His tongue curled against his top teeth.
" Please, Spike, that was probably the most disgusting thing I've ever seen," She lied, it sooo wasn't.
" You're not lying..," He replied sarcasticly," Luv, you know it was the hottest thing you've ever saw," He stood up, and kneeled on the bed beside her. " But lying to yourself is okay," Unexpectedly, he pressed a hard kiss to her lips, plundering her mouth with his tongue.
After five seconds, he broke away, opened the window, and jumped out. Then she heard a ' Ow'.
She looked out the window, and saw him roll out from the bushes. He looked up and grinned sheepishly, " Kinda forgot..." He stood up,brushed himself off, and walked away.
Buffy chuckled, then growled. She hated that boy. That perioxide, annoying, stubborn, sexy, cute butt...* Arggghhh*
She fell backward onto her bed, and glance at the clock. Willow was still home...She reached over, then dialed her number.
*** TBC
A/N Short chappy, I know, Still review please. I appreciate them...I had this whole chapter, but it wasn't saved...then the computer turned evil, and it froze, deleting my story...* Sigh* Oh, well, there be another update soon.
Disclaimer- I do own em ya know...You see Me n' Joss where best of friends...We got drunk.. and I wanted to make a show of the movie ' Buffy' with charecters like Spike, and Xander... He was like that would be a crappy show, dude. I doubted it, then was like ' maybe hes right'..7 years later, a show called 'Buffy' comes on...and the producer..JOSS! That back- stabbing mother..hehe..so they DO belong to me!!!!
Disclaimer- I wish.
Rating- R
A/N- Short chappy- But mini-disclaimer story below...hehehe...
Chappy 6-
BEEP BEEP BEEP BE---CRUSH
Buffys fist pounded into the alarm clock, dreading the fact there's school today. She rolled over and looked at the nightstand. A note was there, saying that her mother had gone out and Dawn was already at school.
Buffy closed her eyes, wanting to get more shuteye. She had been up all night...* With a cold* She mentally lied. She couldn't get to bed cause of lefty below her..*Lefty?* she shook her head, and snuggled into the blanket.
She heard shuffling beside her, on the floor. Then a loud metalic thud.
" Bloody Hell!," William yelled, sitting up and rubbing his head. She opened her eyes and looked at him, " Bed post?"
He glared at her, " Yeah, right in the noggin', too." He sat up on his knees and looked around, " Mornin' already?" He asked her. She gave him a ' duh' look.
Buffy sat up, and sighed irritated. She looked at William and noticed his shirt was still off. * Yummy...no..not yummy..super yummy..* She noted her mind was a big traitor.
" Put a damn shirt on, Spike!," She yelled at him. He smiled, " Using nicknames, eh, Slayer?," He drawled out her nickname, and she blushed." Shirt. Now." She commanded.
He stood up, then trailed his hand down his abdomen, " Whats wrong? Being tortured cause you cant touch my hot little bod?," She rolled her eyes. " Actually, I'm being tortured looking at it," She replied, smiling* HA!*. He grinned, " cause you cant touch it," he slipped his tanktop on, and turned away from her to pick his jeans up.
Buffy was watching his movements, carefully. * Well, his cute but carefully..No..Buffy he's a perv...a sexy perv, but a pervent nonetheless*
He put his jeans and laced his boots up," I think I'm going to head out, ducks." He sat next to her on the bed, " Thanks for letting me spend the night, luv." He leaned slowly in, and Buffy was ready for the mind-blowing kiss he had in stored for her.
Then she remembered.
She pushed him hard, and he fell back hard, " Sorry Spike, but I don't feel like lip locking with a left-handed pervert." * WHAT'S WITH THE LEFT HAND!*
Spike squinted and cocked his head, " What are you--," his eyes widened. * She knows I--Shit. Play it Cool..* He repeated constantly in his head.
" Well, luv, nice too know you enjoyed the show," He smirked, " Maybe we can have an encore, changing it a tad bit..," He trailed.
" You're a pig, Spike." she told him. " Oink, oink, slayer." His tongue curled against his top teeth.
" Please, Spike, that was probably the most disgusting thing I've ever seen," She lied, it sooo wasn't.
" You're not lying..," He replied sarcasticly," Luv, you know it was the hottest thing you've ever saw," He stood up, and kneeled on the bed beside her. " But lying to yourself is okay," Unexpectedly, he pressed a hard kiss to her lips, plundering her mouth with his tongue.
After five seconds, he broke away, opened the window, and jumped out. Then she heard a ' Ow'.
She looked out the window, and saw him roll out from the bushes. He looked up and grinned sheepishly, " Kinda forgot..." He stood up,brushed himself off, and walked away.
Buffy chuckled, then growled. She hated that boy. That perioxide, annoying, stubborn, sexy, cute butt...* Arggghhh*
She fell backward onto her bed, and glance at the clock. Willow was still home...She reached over, then dialed her number.
*** TBC
A/N Short chappy, I know, Still review please. I appreciate them...I had this whole chapter, but it wasn't saved...then the computer turned evil, and it froze, deleting my story...* Sigh* Oh, well, there be another update soon.
Disclaimer- I do own em ya know...You see Me n' Joss where best of friends...We got drunk.. and I wanted to make a show of the movie ' Buffy' with charecters like Spike, and Xander... He was like that would be a crappy show, dude. I doubted it, then was like ' maybe hes right'..7 years later, a show called 'Buffy' comes on...and the producer..JOSS! That back- stabbing mother..hehe..so they DO belong to me!!!!