Notes:
Happy Holidays!!!
I am unbelievably sorry! A special shout-out to F(numbers)@aol.com! Your sweet e-mail got me moving and I put this bit out. I know its very short and I'm sorry! Thank you all for e-mailing and reviewing, its gorgeous and literally, writing inducing! This one is a bit crap, I'm aware, I might even re-write it later on! Sorry!
The delay is due to this thing called 'revision' for these demon-like exams. Trust me, no amount of Watchering will ever remove these things from our lives! I'll try, but I hope you understand that the exams are my priority right now L they suck! I'd much rather write!! Thanks for the support! I'll need it! Wish me luck!
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No time! Exams! Work! I'm sorry!
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Stuff between these lines:
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are song/poem lyrics,
'Tearing up my heart' by Nsync
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Spike bounced the ball concentrating only the hollow sound of it hitting the court. It was night, odd animal creaking and a distant whistle accompanied the vampire as he mulled.
"Hey man."
Great. It was…it.
"Hey, mate."
Brian smiled and stood slightly awkwardly at the edge of the court.
"You're good. A Michael Jordan number two!"
"I'm not that good, I've been beaten."
"Really? No way, who?"
"Buffy."
"Buffy? My Buffy?"
"Yeah."
"Wow. I had no idea that she was into sports at all."
"She played a lot in college."
"You knew her in college, I forgot. What was she like?"
"She was the heart and soul of the place. It was all a bit difficult with the slaying and all that, but she managed to live in a great way."
"Heart and soul? Wow. What was the slaying?"
"Oh." Spike stopped bouncing the ball and turned to look at the man in front of him.
"It was a band. 'The Slaying'. It took up a lot of her time."
"Wow. I'll have to ask her about that."
"You do that."
"I know she's really glad to have met up with you again. Just in time for the wedding!"
"Wedding?"
"Yes, hadn't she mentioned?"
"You two are engaged?"
"Yes, we have been for awhile, but she's finally ready to tie the knot!"
"Oh right, yeah, I remember now."
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-- It's tearin'
up my heart when I'm with you
But when we are apart, I feel it too- -
The next morning, Spike ran into Buffy.
"Hey Buffy! What kind of friend are you! I had no idea you were engaged, Brian just told me last night – Congratulations!"
Spike felt like his insides were being shred as her stony face looked up at him, a clenched jaw and sheened eyes met his own grinning ones.
"Are you happy?" Spike asked, smiling at an alarmingly painful rate.
"Are you happy? Having heard that I'm engaged I mean. Are you happy?"
The milliseconds that she left open to him slipped past in a cloak of panic, his voice speaking without his mind truly understanding.
"Of course I am."
-- And no matter
what I do, I feel the pain
With or without you--
"If you're happy, how could I possibly be?"
Turning, she left him, a swarm of children pulling the vampire away.
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-- Baby I don't
understand just why we can't be lovers
Things are getting out of hand--
The day passed. Liz and Peter moved in a state of shock, unable to fully process the new situation.
"We must give up, niño."
"We can't!" Liz's lower lip trembled as Peter took her into his lap.
"I'm sorry Liz. She's engaged. Its over."
"No, no but Daddy. He loves her, and she loves him, I don't understand why you won't try. We can't just leave it."
"What can we do, Liz? Her mind is made up. It is her life."
"Fine." Liz sobbed, running from the room.
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-- Trying too much but baby we can't win--
The day after that, Spike and Buffy were still awkward and misplaced around each other. There were no more games of basketball.
Liz made her way to Brian's tent where she knew he planned to spend the day as Buffy had to teach. After leaving Peter's room, Liz decided that she would have to do everything herself. Liz and Brian spent the whole day together getting to know each other and hanging out. Though it hurt her to realise that Brian was a really nice person, Liz remained dedicated to Sara's dream and that evening she put her newest plan into action.
"Eighteen…..Nineteen….." Brian was lying on his back pushing a board, with Liz sitting on it, up and down with his arms.
"Brian?"
"Yes."
"I don't think you should marry Ms Summers."
"Really?" Brian chuckled and raised his head slightly, "Why's that?"
"Well, look at you! You're so handsome."
"Why, thank you."
"So nice!"
"Thank you!"
"But Ms Summers, well, she's quite ugly isn't she?"
"Hmm, you think so?"
"Definitely."
"Who should I marry? Ooh, I have an idea, how about I marry you!"
Brian smiled as Liz's face screwed up and she yelped out her answer.
"No no no no no!! No thank you!!"
"Oh, well, who should I marry then?"
"Britney Spears."
"Well Liz, I think that's a great idea. But, if I marry Britney, Ms Summers will be all alone and that'd be sad."
"Not a problem! I've found her someone else too!"
"You have?"
"Yeah, wanna know who?"
"Not really." Brian muttered ruefully.
"I'm sure you do really."
"I have a funny feeling I don't."
"Brian?"
Brian and Liz looked to the entrance of the tent where Buffy was uncomfortably biting her lip.
"Yeah honey?"
"I want to leave early. Tonight."
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Fill me with Xmas cheer
No, I don't drink beer
What I mean is that Santa Claus
Can't open the doors
Of my creative pores.
So please review
And my brain will go 'ooh'
And fiction will ensue!
