Title: Better Than Chocolate (AN: Title is based on song by Sarah McLachlin called "Chocolate" or better known as "Icecream")
Author: Sita
Summary: AU. Buffy Summers, almost 16, is a die-hard fan of the top selling group: 'The Dingoes Ate My Baby', but what does she do when she learns that her mother's boyfriend is the lead singer William 'Spike' Giles' dad? And what will happen when Joyce announces the Giles' will be moving in?
Rating: PG-13....for now....
Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going first, and PLEASE give me the credit.
Disclaimer: I scream loudly, holding his beautiful face close to my own. "Oh James!" I say loudly, happily. "I love you so much." Suddenly and unexpectedly, the door to my bedroom opens and in comes Joss. Oh no! What am I going to tell him? He looks at me curiously, snatching the piece of paper out of my hand, "What were you doing with a picture of James Marsters?" He askes. I blush, "Oh....nothing much." "Really?!" He questions, hands on his hips. "SAY IT BITCH!" I sigh, "BTVS characters belong to you, UPN, and ME. Are you happy?" I asked. "In heaven." He replies, a devilish smile on his face.
AN: Shuana, I think your name is? You asked two questions. 1- Spike's age will be mentioned later on in the story. 2- They moved in cuz I wanted them too. It makes the story all the more interesting. Plus, Giles and Joyce are in love, and why pass down a chance to move in with your girlfriend? Happy now? Okay. Glad we got that settled! :-)
As for everyone else, thanks for all of the reviews! I'm so happy about how many reviews I'm getting! YAY!
Chapter Three: Embarrassment
When Spike saw the blonde beauty walk down the stairs, he couldn't help but smile. She was simply dashing, her tight black jeans and tan spaghetti-strap hugging her curves perfectly, as her golden sun-kissed hair danced over her shoulders almost elegantly, few man-made curls at the very bottom. She looked nervous when she saw him, which made him smile even wider. She seemed to know who he was. That was always a plus.
When Buffy had seen Spike standing at the bottom of the steps, she had frozen in pure shock, but him speaking to her with a simple greeting was a totally different matter. And her tongue caught in her throat. Her throat felt dry. And she couldn't speak.
Spike was going to be living in her house? Buffy felt faint.
Yet, finally, after what seemed like years of silence, she finally found her voice, yet a bit raspy it was, and she spoke, "H-Hi." And, she blushed after she said this. Stupid stuttering!
How could she be so blind as to not know it was Spike's family that was coming to live at her house? The name Mr. Giles, and his mentioning of Spike's sister Drusilla! No wonder that name had sounded to familiar. How come her mom didn't warn her? She silently, vowed to have a talk with her mother later. But, for now she could do nothing.
And carefully, she finished her walk down the stairs, wishing she had thought take down the poster of Spike from over her bed. Now Drusilla was going to see that picture over her bed! And maybe even Spike! Stupid Buffy! She scolded herself, yet again, silently.
Seeing Buffy standing on the bottom step, Joyce quickly came over to her eldest, "Buffy. This is William." She pointed to Spike, and Buffy just nodded numbly, still not fully absorbing that the bleached-blonde wonder was moving into HER house. "And," Joyce grabbed her daughters tan arm, pulling her over to the brunette beauty, standing over by the door, who Buffy guessed was Drusilla. "this is Drusilla." Joyce said, whispering fiercely to her daughter, "Now be kind!"
Buffy yanked her mother's arm off of her arm, glaring at her mom, yet looking embarrassed. "I will. Leave me alone." Buffy than walked over to Drusilla, saying a quiet 'hi' to the brunette.
Drusilla smiled, "Hi, pet. Was wondering if you'd care to show me to your room?"
Buffy almost choked on her own saliva when she heard this. But her room full of Spike memorabilia! What would Drusilla say when she saw this?
"I, well, I...." Buffy let herself trail off. And she could feel her face burning with embarrassment, which would make the trip to her room even worse. What could she say to keep Drusilla out of her room for the time being?
"Buffy." Joyce came over to Buffy, her hands on her hips firmly while she glared at her oldest daughter. "Drusilla asked politely if you'd take her to her new room. Now you do as I say. You got it?"
Buffy nodded, embarrassed, as she walked up the stairs, Drusilla in tow. This was *not* going to be fun.
And just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, her little sister came over to her, Spike on her heels as she smiled at Buffy sweetly. "I told him you'd like to give him a tour of your room and the rest of the house."
Buffy could of killed her sister. Dawn had probably known all along that Spike was coming to live with them. And now she had told Spike Buffy would give him a tour of her house? INCLUDING her room?
Buffy forced a smile back at the Giles sibling, making sure to avoid her sisters gaze, "How about I give you two a tour of the rest of the house first?" She paused. "Or maybe even Sunnydale?"
She didn't know how she'd made her voice sound so steady and confident, but she guessed it was the boiling anger screaming inside of her. She was going to get her sister and her mother back, big time.
Spike and Drusilla nodded, the brunette setting her suitcases she had been carrying down on the couch before walking back over to Spike and Buffy.
"Sounds like fun." Spike smirked. "Anything interesting to do here in Sunnydale? Awful small bloody town if you ask me."
"Yeah it is pretty small. We have a club in the 'bad' part of town. Really, we have a bad part of town and a good part of town. That's about it. We usually hang out at school, The Espresso pump, or The Bronze."
"The Bronze?" Drusilla asked curiously.
"The club I was talking about." Buffy said. "It's small, but we get lots of live bands."
Spike started to grab his trench coat Buffy had always seen him wearing in pictures, the worn leather falling over his shoulders like a second skin. He looked beautiful in that thing.
"Want me to drive, luv? Since I'm assuming you don't have your license." Spike smiled sweetly and she blushed, turning her head embarrassed.
"Yeah." Buffy replied softly. "I just have to talk to my sister for a minute, than I'll go with you guys."
And, just as the Giles' started to make their way to the door, Buffy pulled her little sister away from Mr. Giles and her mom, whispering fiercely in her ear, "You take my Spike posters down while I'm gone or I'll rip up your BSB and Hanson posters and flush them down the toilet."
Dawn lifted a small brown eye brow at her sister, a devilish smile on her face, saying rather loudly, "Why should I take down your SPIKE posters for you?" Her sister practically had screamed the word Spike, and Buffy felt like dying right there. For all three of the Giles' were still in the house.
Everyone turned towards her when this was said, and Buffy caught the image of Spike smirking out of the corner of her eye. How was she *ever* going to live this down?
And feeling the small tears prickling at the back of her made-up eyes, she cursed herself. Why did she have to be so goddamn sensitive? And without another thought, she ran up to her room, slamming the door shut, while letting a single tear escape her eye. This was stupid. Too friggin stupid. Now he was going to think she was just an obsessed crazy fan. That's all he'd see her as. And had she really expected more when she saw him? And with al these thoughts running around in her head, she sat down on her made bed.
And she decided to call the one person who would understand: Willow.
The phone rang about four times before the red-head picked up the receiver, chirping out a "hello" into the phone.
"He moved in! And he probably thinks I'm stupid and obsessed! And now he's never gonna talk to me! And he knows I have posters-"
"Whoa. Slow down." Willow cut a rambling Buffy off, turning off the 'Dingoes' music that was playing in the background. "What are you talking about Buff?"
"Spike! Spike Giles moved into my house!" Buffy cried, laying down on her bed.
"Did I hear my name, luv?" A low voice came from outside the door, and Buffy felt like crying all over again. Great. Now he knew she was talking about him.
"Willow. He's hear I gotta-" She paused, hearing crashing sounds coming from the other line. "Willow are you okay?"
"I'm here. I'm fine." The red-head said. "Just a little phone dropping. Now repeat what you said?"
"Spike Giles." She hissed, just as the door opened and in popped Spike's head.
"I hope I'm not interrupting. I just wanted to say, I know how much of a pain in the ass little sisters can be." He smirked, purposely ignoring the poster of his smiling face above her bed. "I had something similar happen to me."
"Is he in your room?!" Willow shrieked from the other end of the line. "Is Oz there?! Oh God! What would I say if I met him? What would I do?"
"Willow." Buffy said calmly. "I have to go. Can I call you back?"
"Wait! Ask Spike if I can meet Oz!" Willow said, loudly, and Spike smirked obviously hearing Willow from the other end of the line.
And Spike put his mouth close to the receiver, almost TOO close to Buffy's, and said: "I'll tell him you wanna meet him."
Stuttering, the red-head mumbled, "Uh-yeah you can call me back later, now. I-I just call me."
Buffy hung the phone up quickly, blushing when she looked at Spike's face, from her earlier embarrassment.
"As I was saying," Spike sat himself next to Buffy on her bed. "Oh, and I hope you don't mind that I'm in your room."
"No. It's fine." She looked over at him, feeling the heat from his body, which was right next to hers. Could a girl get luckier?
"When I met Gwen Stefani my sister did the same thing to me. Only she more told her everything from embarrassing moments to the posters I had of her all over my walls. Regardless to say, I swear I was more embarrassed that night than any other time in my life." He smirked. "So I forgive you. You seem like a sweet girl. And, I'd like to get to know you. So don't get something like that get in the way." He smirked. "So are you game for showing me and Dru around this bloody town?"
Buffy couldn't help smiling as she said, "Where would you like to go first?"
TBC....REVIEW FOR MORE!
AN: MERRY XMAS TO EVERYONE!
Author: Sita
Summary: AU. Buffy Summers, almost 16, is a die-hard fan of the top selling group: 'The Dingoes Ate My Baby', but what does she do when she learns that her mother's boyfriend is the lead singer William 'Spike' Giles' dad? And what will happen when Joyce announces the Giles' will be moving in?
Rating: PG-13....for now....
Distribution: Want. Take. Have. Just tell me where it's going first, and PLEASE give me the credit.
Disclaimer: I scream loudly, holding his beautiful face close to my own. "Oh James!" I say loudly, happily. "I love you so much." Suddenly and unexpectedly, the door to my bedroom opens and in comes Joss. Oh no! What am I going to tell him? He looks at me curiously, snatching the piece of paper out of my hand, "What were you doing with a picture of James Marsters?" He askes. I blush, "Oh....nothing much." "Really?!" He questions, hands on his hips. "SAY IT BITCH!" I sigh, "BTVS characters belong to you, UPN, and ME. Are you happy?" I asked. "In heaven." He replies, a devilish smile on his face.
AN: Shuana, I think your name is? You asked two questions. 1- Spike's age will be mentioned later on in the story. 2- They moved in cuz I wanted them too. It makes the story all the more interesting. Plus, Giles and Joyce are in love, and why pass down a chance to move in with your girlfriend? Happy now? Okay. Glad we got that settled! :-)
As for everyone else, thanks for all of the reviews! I'm so happy about how many reviews I'm getting! YAY!
Chapter Three: Embarrassment
When Spike saw the blonde beauty walk down the stairs, he couldn't help but smile. She was simply dashing, her tight black jeans and tan spaghetti-strap hugging her curves perfectly, as her golden sun-kissed hair danced over her shoulders almost elegantly, few man-made curls at the very bottom. She looked nervous when she saw him, which made him smile even wider. She seemed to know who he was. That was always a plus.
When Buffy had seen Spike standing at the bottom of the steps, she had frozen in pure shock, but him speaking to her with a simple greeting was a totally different matter. And her tongue caught in her throat. Her throat felt dry. And she couldn't speak.
Spike was going to be living in her house? Buffy felt faint.
Yet, finally, after what seemed like years of silence, she finally found her voice, yet a bit raspy it was, and she spoke, "H-Hi." And, she blushed after she said this. Stupid stuttering!
How could she be so blind as to not know it was Spike's family that was coming to live at her house? The name Mr. Giles, and his mentioning of Spike's sister Drusilla! No wonder that name had sounded to familiar. How come her mom didn't warn her? She silently, vowed to have a talk with her mother later. But, for now she could do nothing.
And carefully, she finished her walk down the stairs, wishing she had thought take down the poster of Spike from over her bed. Now Drusilla was going to see that picture over her bed! And maybe even Spike! Stupid Buffy! She scolded herself, yet again, silently.
Seeing Buffy standing on the bottom step, Joyce quickly came over to her eldest, "Buffy. This is William." She pointed to Spike, and Buffy just nodded numbly, still not fully absorbing that the bleached-blonde wonder was moving into HER house. "And," Joyce grabbed her daughters tan arm, pulling her over to the brunette beauty, standing over by the door, who Buffy guessed was Drusilla. "this is Drusilla." Joyce said, whispering fiercely to her daughter, "Now be kind!"
Buffy yanked her mother's arm off of her arm, glaring at her mom, yet looking embarrassed. "I will. Leave me alone." Buffy than walked over to Drusilla, saying a quiet 'hi' to the brunette.
Drusilla smiled, "Hi, pet. Was wondering if you'd care to show me to your room?"
Buffy almost choked on her own saliva when she heard this. But her room full of Spike memorabilia! What would Drusilla say when she saw this?
"I, well, I...." Buffy let herself trail off. And she could feel her face burning with embarrassment, which would make the trip to her room even worse. What could she say to keep Drusilla out of her room for the time being?
"Buffy." Joyce came over to Buffy, her hands on her hips firmly while she glared at her oldest daughter. "Drusilla asked politely if you'd take her to her new room. Now you do as I say. You got it?"
Buffy nodded, embarrassed, as she walked up the stairs, Drusilla in tow. This was *not* going to be fun.
And just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, her little sister came over to her, Spike on her heels as she smiled at Buffy sweetly. "I told him you'd like to give him a tour of your room and the rest of the house."
Buffy could of killed her sister. Dawn had probably known all along that Spike was coming to live with them. And now she had told Spike Buffy would give him a tour of her house? INCLUDING her room?
Buffy forced a smile back at the Giles sibling, making sure to avoid her sisters gaze, "How about I give you two a tour of the rest of the house first?" She paused. "Or maybe even Sunnydale?"
She didn't know how she'd made her voice sound so steady and confident, but she guessed it was the boiling anger screaming inside of her. She was going to get her sister and her mother back, big time.
Spike and Drusilla nodded, the brunette setting her suitcases she had been carrying down on the couch before walking back over to Spike and Buffy.
"Sounds like fun." Spike smirked. "Anything interesting to do here in Sunnydale? Awful small bloody town if you ask me."
"Yeah it is pretty small. We have a club in the 'bad' part of town. Really, we have a bad part of town and a good part of town. That's about it. We usually hang out at school, The Espresso pump, or The Bronze."
"The Bronze?" Drusilla asked curiously.
"The club I was talking about." Buffy said. "It's small, but we get lots of live bands."
Spike started to grab his trench coat Buffy had always seen him wearing in pictures, the worn leather falling over his shoulders like a second skin. He looked beautiful in that thing.
"Want me to drive, luv? Since I'm assuming you don't have your license." Spike smiled sweetly and she blushed, turning her head embarrassed.
"Yeah." Buffy replied softly. "I just have to talk to my sister for a minute, than I'll go with you guys."
And, just as the Giles' started to make their way to the door, Buffy pulled her little sister away from Mr. Giles and her mom, whispering fiercely in her ear, "You take my Spike posters down while I'm gone or I'll rip up your BSB and Hanson posters and flush them down the toilet."
Dawn lifted a small brown eye brow at her sister, a devilish smile on her face, saying rather loudly, "Why should I take down your SPIKE posters for you?" Her sister practically had screamed the word Spike, and Buffy felt like dying right there. For all three of the Giles' were still in the house.
Everyone turned towards her when this was said, and Buffy caught the image of Spike smirking out of the corner of her eye. How was she *ever* going to live this down?
And feeling the small tears prickling at the back of her made-up eyes, she cursed herself. Why did she have to be so goddamn sensitive? And without another thought, she ran up to her room, slamming the door shut, while letting a single tear escape her eye. This was stupid. Too friggin stupid. Now he was going to think she was just an obsessed crazy fan. That's all he'd see her as. And had she really expected more when she saw him? And with al these thoughts running around in her head, she sat down on her made bed.
And she decided to call the one person who would understand: Willow.
The phone rang about four times before the red-head picked up the receiver, chirping out a "hello" into the phone.
"He moved in! And he probably thinks I'm stupid and obsessed! And now he's never gonna talk to me! And he knows I have posters-"
"Whoa. Slow down." Willow cut a rambling Buffy off, turning off the 'Dingoes' music that was playing in the background. "What are you talking about Buff?"
"Spike! Spike Giles moved into my house!" Buffy cried, laying down on her bed.
"Did I hear my name, luv?" A low voice came from outside the door, and Buffy felt like crying all over again. Great. Now he knew she was talking about him.
"Willow. He's hear I gotta-" She paused, hearing crashing sounds coming from the other line. "Willow are you okay?"
"I'm here. I'm fine." The red-head said. "Just a little phone dropping. Now repeat what you said?"
"Spike Giles." She hissed, just as the door opened and in popped Spike's head.
"I hope I'm not interrupting. I just wanted to say, I know how much of a pain in the ass little sisters can be." He smirked, purposely ignoring the poster of his smiling face above her bed. "I had something similar happen to me."
"Is he in your room?!" Willow shrieked from the other end of the line. "Is Oz there?! Oh God! What would I say if I met him? What would I do?"
"Willow." Buffy said calmly. "I have to go. Can I call you back?"
"Wait! Ask Spike if I can meet Oz!" Willow said, loudly, and Spike smirked obviously hearing Willow from the other end of the line.
And Spike put his mouth close to the receiver, almost TOO close to Buffy's, and said: "I'll tell him you wanna meet him."
Stuttering, the red-head mumbled, "Uh-yeah you can call me back later, now. I-I just call me."
Buffy hung the phone up quickly, blushing when she looked at Spike's face, from her earlier embarrassment.
"As I was saying," Spike sat himself next to Buffy on her bed. "Oh, and I hope you don't mind that I'm in your room."
"No. It's fine." She looked over at him, feeling the heat from his body, which was right next to hers. Could a girl get luckier?
"When I met Gwen Stefani my sister did the same thing to me. Only she more told her everything from embarrassing moments to the posters I had of her all over my walls. Regardless to say, I swear I was more embarrassed that night than any other time in my life." He smirked. "So I forgive you. You seem like a sweet girl. And, I'd like to get to know you. So don't get something like that get in the way." He smirked. "So are you game for showing me and Dru around this bloody town?"
Buffy couldn't help smiling as she said, "Where would you like to go first?"
TBC....REVIEW FOR MORE!
AN: MERRY XMAS TO EVERYONE!