Here I am again! I really don't feel like writing this, but I will
anyways, cause if I don't do it now, it'll never get done! Anyways, big
thanks to all my reviewers, and this is the most reviews I've ever gotten
on a story! Yippee! *Ahem.* Oh, and it snowed today!
^-^!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this stuff, and you'd lose more than you'd gain if you sued me.
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In the library of the Sunnydale high school, Giles continued to try to find out more about the new demon. So far, his search had not been much of a success, other than that he had confirmed that the demon on the loose was half human. Not surprisingly, he was not reassured. Vampires were part human too, after all, and that did not make them any less evil.
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Spike stepped back from his fighting stance and let his hands down. Hopefully the new guy would be willing to try to talk instead of fight.
Inu-Yasha stared, and did not let down his guard. This could be a trick, and the last thing he needed was to let his opponent have the advantage. He watched as Spike took a few steps nearer to him.
"My name is Spike," said Spike, speaking slowly and gesturing to himself. "See? Spike. Who are you?"
"Spike?" asked Inu-Yasha, looking doubtful.
"Yes, Spike. Who are you?" Spike asked again, gesturing to Inu-Yasha.
"Inu-Yasha," stated Inu-Yasha, comprehending almost immediately.
"Inu-Yasha?" laughed Spike. "What the hell kind of name is that?"
Inu-Yasha growled. He didn't understand any of what Spike had said other than his own name, but he could always tell when he was being laughed at. How dare this stranger?! As if "Spike" was a good name! He moved to be ready to lunge at Spike.
"Whoa, there, no need to be so bloody sensitive!" said Spike. "We could help each other, you know."
"*Can you speak Japanese, or are we going to spend all night jabbering at each other?*" asked Inu-Yasha, still annoyed at this strange person. Even if this person really was friendly, it was no good if they couldn't even talk to each other. Feh. All the people around here must be stupid or something.
Spike sighed. This really was going to be difficult. He sat down, and Inu- Yasha finally relaxed. Spike got an idea, and started to doodle in the dirt. Inu-Yasha sat down facing him, and looked at what he drew.
Spike first drew a stick figure of a girl. He pointed to it, and said, "This is the Slayer, see? Have you met her?" He added a stake to her hand, and drew two more stick figures beside her. "See, and these are her stupid little friends, and they all need to die. You getting this?"
Inu-Yasha stared blankly at him for a moment, and then drew his own picture. It was of three stick figures with brooms, hitting an unarmed figure with big ears. Spike smiled. So, he had met the Slayer. This was good news, since he wouldn't have to try to explain why they should attack her. He drew a line from Inu-Yasha's picture to his own, indicating that the two groups of stick figures were the same people. He then drew himself and Inu-Yasha attacking the group of stick figures.
Inu-Yasha looked at the pictures for a moment, and a grin slowly formed on his face. Inu-Yasha thought to himself, '*I can definitely use this guy. He can help me beat up those nut jobs, and then I can just ditch him. Or kill him. No problem!*'
Unbeknownst to him, at the same moment, Spike was thinking, 'Yes! Finally, someone to help me kill Buffy and her little friends! And afterwards, I can probably just ditch him. Or kill him. This'll be a piece of cake!'
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Buffy stalked around town. Giles had still not found anything on Japanese dog demons. Not anything useful, at least. There wasn't really much detail at all in the book. Giles had sent a message to the Watcher's Council, requesting information, but they hadn't come up with anything either, at least not yet. She sighed. It was going to be a long night.
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Spike and Inu-Yasha crept up near the high school, straining to hear if anyone was coming. They came to the door of the library, and paused. They looked at each other for a moment, then both ran in. Much to their surprise, no one was in there, since Buffy was out patrolling, and everyone else had gone home. Spike shrugged, and they left. Of all nights for everyone to have gone home!
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Buffy finally went home at about 1 in the morning. Her eyes hurt from staying awake too long for too many nights in a row, and she was sick and tired of wandering around hoping that the half-demon would just pop out at her. She sighed and went inside. She had a test the next day, and had had zip time to study recently. Of course, she never had any time to study. It was amazing that she wasn't failing every single one of her classes. She rubbed her eyes, and went to bed.
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"So, any news on the Japanese demon?" asked an unusually well rested Giles to a red-eyed, sleepy Buffy.
"No.it's like he just vanished into thin air. I looked everywhere last night, and I just didn't see him anywhere. Do you think he might have just left?" Buffy asked.
Giles sighed. It was not likely that the demon would have just left like that. Indeed, he would not have been surprised if the dog demon was plotting against them. He just hoped it would be nothing too clever and hard to deal with. They were all in need of a break.
"Giles? You okay? I mean, with the total zoning out."commented Buffy.
"Oh, yes, yes, I'm fine. We should continue the search. I doubt that the new demon will have left the Hellmouth already. In fact, I think we should be on our guard. Who knows what he could be doing?"
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At that very moment, Inu-Yasha wasn't really doing much of anything, other than trying to sleep. He and Spike had spent the entire night searching the town for Buffy, but without any luck. This was probably because of the fact that two groups of people that are looking for each other will never, ever find each other. When the first light of dawn had shown, Spike had refused to keep going, and retreated back to his stinking crypt. Apparently Spike didn't like sunlight.
"*Feh,*" muttered Inu-Yasha, and rolled over where he was, on top of the crypt.
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Wow.this is getting harder and harder to write. I might take a break from it tomorrow, since now that I'm writing this, I keep getting ideas for one- chapter comedies. If I do take a break, I'll (hopefully) update by Wednesday evening. So, yeah.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of this stuff, and you'd lose more than you'd gain if you sued me.
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In the library of the Sunnydale high school, Giles continued to try to find out more about the new demon. So far, his search had not been much of a success, other than that he had confirmed that the demon on the loose was half human. Not surprisingly, he was not reassured. Vampires were part human too, after all, and that did not make them any less evil.
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Spike stepped back from his fighting stance and let his hands down. Hopefully the new guy would be willing to try to talk instead of fight.
Inu-Yasha stared, and did not let down his guard. This could be a trick, and the last thing he needed was to let his opponent have the advantage. He watched as Spike took a few steps nearer to him.
"My name is Spike," said Spike, speaking slowly and gesturing to himself. "See? Spike. Who are you?"
"Spike?" asked Inu-Yasha, looking doubtful.
"Yes, Spike. Who are you?" Spike asked again, gesturing to Inu-Yasha.
"Inu-Yasha," stated Inu-Yasha, comprehending almost immediately.
"Inu-Yasha?" laughed Spike. "What the hell kind of name is that?"
Inu-Yasha growled. He didn't understand any of what Spike had said other than his own name, but he could always tell when he was being laughed at. How dare this stranger?! As if "Spike" was a good name! He moved to be ready to lunge at Spike.
"Whoa, there, no need to be so bloody sensitive!" said Spike. "We could help each other, you know."
"*Can you speak Japanese, or are we going to spend all night jabbering at each other?*" asked Inu-Yasha, still annoyed at this strange person. Even if this person really was friendly, it was no good if they couldn't even talk to each other. Feh. All the people around here must be stupid or something.
Spike sighed. This really was going to be difficult. He sat down, and Inu- Yasha finally relaxed. Spike got an idea, and started to doodle in the dirt. Inu-Yasha sat down facing him, and looked at what he drew.
Spike first drew a stick figure of a girl. He pointed to it, and said, "This is the Slayer, see? Have you met her?" He added a stake to her hand, and drew two more stick figures beside her. "See, and these are her stupid little friends, and they all need to die. You getting this?"
Inu-Yasha stared blankly at him for a moment, and then drew his own picture. It was of three stick figures with brooms, hitting an unarmed figure with big ears. Spike smiled. So, he had met the Slayer. This was good news, since he wouldn't have to try to explain why they should attack her. He drew a line from Inu-Yasha's picture to his own, indicating that the two groups of stick figures were the same people. He then drew himself and Inu-Yasha attacking the group of stick figures.
Inu-Yasha looked at the pictures for a moment, and a grin slowly formed on his face. Inu-Yasha thought to himself, '*I can definitely use this guy. He can help me beat up those nut jobs, and then I can just ditch him. Or kill him. No problem!*'
Unbeknownst to him, at the same moment, Spike was thinking, 'Yes! Finally, someone to help me kill Buffy and her little friends! And afterwards, I can probably just ditch him. Or kill him. This'll be a piece of cake!'
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Buffy stalked around town. Giles had still not found anything on Japanese dog demons. Not anything useful, at least. There wasn't really much detail at all in the book. Giles had sent a message to the Watcher's Council, requesting information, but they hadn't come up with anything either, at least not yet. She sighed. It was going to be a long night.
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Spike and Inu-Yasha crept up near the high school, straining to hear if anyone was coming. They came to the door of the library, and paused. They looked at each other for a moment, then both ran in. Much to their surprise, no one was in there, since Buffy was out patrolling, and everyone else had gone home. Spike shrugged, and they left. Of all nights for everyone to have gone home!
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Buffy finally went home at about 1 in the morning. Her eyes hurt from staying awake too long for too many nights in a row, and she was sick and tired of wandering around hoping that the half-demon would just pop out at her. She sighed and went inside. She had a test the next day, and had had zip time to study recently. Of course, she never had any time to study. It was amazing that she wasn't failing every single one of her classes. She rubbed her eyes, and went to bed.
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"So, any news on the Japanese demon?" asked an unusually well rested Giles to a red-eyed, sleepy Buffy.
"No.it's like he just vanished into thin air. I looked everywhere last night, and I just didn't see him anywhere. Do you think he might have just left?" Buffy asked.
Giles sighed. It was not likely that the demon would have just left like that. Indeed, he would not have been surprised if the dog demon was plotting against them. He just hoped it would be nothing too clever and hard to deal with. They were all in need of a break.
"Giles? You okay? I mean, with the total zoning out."commented Buffy.
"Oh, yes, yes, I'm fine. We should continue the search. I doubt that the new demon will have left the Hellmouth already. In fact, I think we should be on our guard. Who knows what he could be doing?"
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At that very moment, Inu-Yasha wasn't really doing much of anything, other than trying to sleep. He and Spike had spent the entire night searching the town for Buffy, but without any luck. This was probably because of the fact that two groups of people that are looking for each other will never, ever find each other. When the first light of dawn had shown, Spike had refused to keep going, and retreated back to his stinking crypt. Apparently Spike didn't like sunlight.
"*Feh,*" muttered Inu-Yasha, and rolled over where he was, on top of the crypt.
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Wow.this is getting harder and harder to write. I might take a break from it tomorrow, since now that I'm writing this, I keep getting ideas for one- chapter comedies. If I do take a break, I'll (hopefully) update by Wednesday evening. So, yeah.