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: With glee on my face, I run towards the object of my affections. Arms open wide. I stop just before I reach him though, a broad smile on my face as I ask, "Oh James! Will you be my bitch?" The bleached-blonde hottie, turns around, a quizzical look on his face as he says, "WHAT?!" "Bitch. Me. You." I smile, my finger pointing to both of us as I add emphasis to my statement. But, before he can answer my question, a booming male voice coming from behind me, startles me, "SITA!" I turn quickly, putting on my sweetest face for my 'Jossie Bear'. He appears to have tears in his eyes as he stutters out, "Were you asking him to be your bitch?! After you have a bitch as wonderful as me?!" I look down guiltily. Not answering his question. Yet, his loud voice once again startles me. "Say it, Sita! Now I'm gonna make you say it! Damn you! And I thought you were finally making progress!" I sigh unhappily, "BTVS belongs to you. UPN. And ME." How could one man be so cruel?
AN: It's been taking my beta forever to beta read the chapter, so I'll post the un-beated version and when she sends the betaed version, I'll post it up.
Hope you enjoy!
Chapter Four: Tension
Drusilla's and Spike's tour around Sunnydale was fairly short, and ended up in the Espresso Pump, the three teenagers enjoying their cappuccinos as the afternoon sun beat down on them. Not a cloud was visible in the sky. And Buffy was enjoying the silence. But even more, she was enjoying being in this close of a proximity to Spike. A situation she had never imagined she would be in one day. And, since the embarrassing 'incident' from earlier had not been mentioned, Buffy felt like she was on cloud nine.
Unfortunately for the trio, the Bronze had been closed for extermination. Apparently it was having a VERY nasty case of the roaches, or something along those lines. But whatever it was, it something that crawled around on four, six, or eight legs, and that was disgusting was currently crawling around the Bronze. Even if it wasn't roaches.
"Spike!" The bleached-blonde's name being called, caused all three of them to look over to the source of the voice. A very recognizable, and very pretty brunette was currently running towards the twelfth grader, arms open wide. The bleached-blonde smiled when he saw this, and accepted the girl into open arms. Buffy scowled.
"Hey Faith, baby. You came all the way here to see me?" He smiled, placing a very wet, and disgusting in both Buffy's and Drusilla's opinion, kiss on the model's mouth.
"Not really far in my opinion. It was only a half hour drive from L.A. to here." She smiled, scooting herself onto her boyfriend's lap. She than turned, purposely ignoring Drusilla as she looked over at Buffy. "Who's this?"
"My father's girlfriend's daughter." Spike said, his head turned towards the pretty brunette, who was weighing Buffy down with her eyes.
"Hi, I'm Buffy." Buffy smiled thinly at Faith, holding her hand out in a friendly greeting.
The brunette, only looked down at the blonde's hand, watching it with something near disgust. So, Buffy quickly pulled her hand away, giving Faith a look of her own. She could already tell she wasn't going to like this girl.
"So, Faith." Drusilla turned her head towards the other brunette, after seeing how she had treated Buffy. She still didn't understand why her brother could go out with somebody like her. "Are you planning on staying long, pet? Or are you going to run back to your little ho friends soon?" Drusilla than proceeded to smile sweetly at the model, picking up her cappuccino and taking a small sip of it.
"Dru...." Spike warned, narrowing his eyes dangerously at his sister.
"Fuck you, bitch." Faith spat angrily.
"Oooh, good comeback. I'm shaking." Drusilla smirked.
"Okay. Okay. Enough fighting. Please. I really don't want TOO much attention drawn to us if you know what I bloody mean." Spike said, scooting his girlfriend off of his lap as he stood up, looking over at his girlfriend. "Like to see my new home, pet?"
"Oh no, you are NOT taking that bloody bitch to our bloody home!" Drusilla stood up, causing her cappuccino to spill over the edge of the table. "Ugh, now look what she made me do. Just, no. You're not coming with us, Faith."
"Dru, would you calm down for a milli-second? Please. Just to show her around." Spike spoke, a pleading look on his face as he looked at his sister.
"Oh yes. Just to show her around? More like to fuck her around!" Drusilla said, arms crossed under her breasts defiantly. Obviously she wasn't going to give in.
Spike and Drusilla than turned their heads towards Buffy, the blonde put her hands up in the air, "Oh no. You guys just moved it today, and I'm definitely not getting in the middle of anything. You're just going to have to work this out on your own." She than looked over towards the car. "And I'm ready to go. So decide fast."
The blonde smiled in satisfaction as she walked away from the trio. She couldn't believe how well she had been keeping her cool around Spike all day. Pretty good considering she had been obsessing over him since she was thirteen years old.
And the young teen walked over to the car, waiting as the siblings fought over Faith. So guess the rumors weren't true. The girl really was a bitch. And truthfully, she wanted Faith in her house just about as much as Drusilla did. But, she wasn't about to get in the middle of something. And she definitely wasn't going to get her favorite singer mad at her over something as stupid as this. They could work this out on their own.
And after about five minutes of waiting, all three of them walked over to the car. And Buffy sighed in disappointment. She had a feeling that Faith being at her house wasn't going to be much fun.
****
Three days had passed since the Giles' had moved in. Christmas had arrived. And frankly, Buffy wasn't enjoying the company of Spike as much as she'd hoped. What he'd formally said about wanting to get to know her, seemed to have been a lie, for the most he'd said to her had been when she'd taken him and Drusilla for a tour around town. Besides that, he'd only uttered a "hi" in the morning, and "goodnight" and night. The rest of his time seemed to be taken up by Faith. Either they were always out somewhere. Or they were off in his room doing who knows what.
And one thing she thought that wasn't humanly possible for her was happening: Spike was getting on her nerves.
Sitting around the tree, Buffy wasn't even surprised when she pulled out presents from everybody BUT Spike. And she had even gotten a present for him!
"Faith's coming over later, is that okay dad?" Spike looked at his father questioningly.
Buff couldn't help but sigh loudly when she heard this, "Is there any moment you don't spend attached to Faith?"
Everyone in the room looked surprised by Buffy's sudden outburst. Especially since they knew of her 'crush' on the bleached-blonde.
And after hearing this, Spike couldn't help smirking as he asked, "Jealous?"
"You wish." She rolled her eyes. "I've kinda outgrown my Spike phase in these past three days. Especially since you seemed to be clinging to that girlfriend of a ho you have. I have NO clue what you see in her."
"You're jealous." He smirked, leaning towards her.
"No. It just friggin annoys me you don't give a second thought to anyone else besides Faith. I mean, you didn't even get your sister or father a Christmas present. How careless is that?" Buffy spat as she pushed him back. "And get away from me."
Drusilla couldn't help but giggle when she saw this, "So I guess we all see now what a bloody stuck up ass he is, eh?"
"Drusilla!" Giles scolded. "Watch your language!"
"What you can't possibly think this isn't hilarious!" Drusilla giggled again, leaning over towards Buffy and whispering in her ear, "Think we should start an anti-Spike club?"
"Or just join one." Buffy shrugged. "Bet they have plenty on the internet."
"What is your bloody problem?!" Spike stood up, his eyes narrowed into dangerous slits as he stared down at Buffy and Drusilla. "You seemed like such a nice girl too," He looked over at Buffy.
"And how would you know that? What with you spending so much time with Faith? She's fucking bitch. Did you know she stole some make-up of mine?" Buffy spat, standing up herself. "And she spit in Dawn's face!" Buffy paused. "'Cuz with the way I see it, either you have a major problem, or Faith is just a good lay."
"Kids!" Joyce jumped up, separating the fighting teenagers with her arms. "Please. This is supposed to be a pleasant Christmas. Please. Can't you just get along?"
"I still think your jealous." Spike spat, ignoring Joyce. "Wish it was you screaming my name, eh?"
"You wish you could have someone as good as me." Buffy hissed, ignoring her mother as she angrily stomped out of the living room.
"Fuck you!" Spike screamed as she walked away.
Her only response was to flip him the bird as she ran up the steps, slamming the door to her room once she had gotten there.
****
As soon as Buffy laid down on her bed, she wasn't surprised to find the phone ringing. What was it? Was everyone or thing out to annoy her now? Even the phone?
And with a quick yank, she pulled the phone off the hook, hissing a "hello" into the receiver.
"Geez, what bug crawled up your ass? I was just calling to say hi!" Cordelia said, giggling when she heard Buffy mutter obscenities under her breath.
"Sorry Cordy, just been having a bad day." Buffy sighed, groaning when she heard a loud knock at her bedroom door. "Hold on." She paused putting the phone down as she yelled: "Who is it?!"
"It's me." Came Spike's voice from the other side of the door.
"Go away." She hissed. "I don't want to see your fucking face right now, thank you very much."
Spike yanked open the door, "I have to bloody fucking apologize, okay? You mum and my dad made me. And YOU should be the one apologizing!"
She stood up, "ME?! Yeah fucking right. If you hadn't been hanging onto the bitch from hell, this wouldn't of happened!"
He walked up closer to her, showing her just how much taller he was than her, "I wouldn't say that again, Buffy."
"She's a bitch." Buffy smirked. "Now apologize and leave me alone."
"I'm not bloody fucking apologizing now." He bit, his icy blue eyes weighing her down.
"Oh MOM!" She screamed, poking her head out of the door. "SPIKE'S BEING-"
"Shut your gob!" He pulled her back in the room, scowling at the short blonde. "Fine, I'm fucking sorry."
She leaned back against the wall, her arms crossed firmly beneath her breasts, "Say it like you mean it."
He sighed, "I'm sorry." He tried to keep from scowling as he said this, yet his temper was flaring. He was going to get her back for this.
"Okay. Now get your ass out of my room!" She said, her voice angry. "And to think I even liked you once. You're just an arrogant, self-centered, stuck-up asshole."
"I'd keep those words to yourself if I were you, pet." He said, taking a threatening step closer to her.
"Ooh, I'm so scared." She stood a step closer to him, looking up into his eyes. "I dare you to do something." Her voice was low, dangerously low when she said this, her eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.
Yet, instead of walking listening to her, he turned around swiftly, slamming the door shut behind his retreating form. And Buffy picked up the phone off of her bed quickly, only to hear:
"Why the hell did that guy in your room sound A LOT like Spike Giles?!"
And Buffy sighed, now she knew this was going to be an even longer Christmas.
TBC....Hope you liked the extra long chapter!
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: With glee on my face, I run towards the object of my affections. Arms open wide. I stop just before I reach him though, a broad smile on my face as I ask, "Oh James! Will you be my bitch?" The bleached-blonde hottie, turns around, a quizzical look on his face as he says, "WHAT?!" "Bitch. Me. You." I smile, my finger pointing to both of us as I add emphasis to my statement. But, before he can answer my question, a booming male voice coming from behind me, startles me, "SITA!" I turn quickly, putting on my sweetest face for my 'Jossie Bear'. He appears to have tears in his eyes as he stutters out, "Were you asking him to be your bitch?! After you have a bitch as wonderful as me?!" I look down guiltily. Not answering his question. Yet, his loud voice once again startles me. "Say it, Sita! Now I'm gonna make you say it! Damn you! And I thought you were finally making progress!" I sigh unhappily, "BTVS belongs to you. UPN. And ME." How could one man be so cruel?
AN: It's been taking my beta forever to beta read the chapter, so I'll post the un-beated version and when she sends the betaed version, I'll post it up.
Hope you enjoy!
Chapter Four: Tension
Drusilla's and Spike's tour around Sunnydale was fairly short, and ended up in the Espresso Pump, the three teenagers enjoying their cappuccinos as the afternoon sun beat down on them. Not a cloud was visible in the sky. And Buffy was enjoying the silence. But even more, she was enjoying being in this close of a proximity to Spike. A situation she had never imagined she would be in one day. And, since the embarrassing 'incident' from earlier had not been mentioned, Buffy felt like she was on cloud nine.
Unfortunately for the trio, the Bronze had been closed for extermination. Apparently it was having a VERY nasty case of the roaches, or something along those lines. But whatever it was, it something that crawled around on four, six, or eight legs, and that was disgusting was currently crawling around the Bronze. Even if it wasn't roaches.
"Spike!" The bleached-blonde's name being called, caused all three of them to look over to the source of the voice. A very recognizable, and very pretty brunette was currently running towards the twelfth grader, arms open wide. The bleached-blonde smiled when he saw this, and accepted the girl into open arms. Buffy scowled.
"Hey Faith, baby. You came all the way here to see me?" He smiled, placing a very wet, and disgusting in both Buffy's and Drusilla's opinion, kiss on the model's mouth.
"Not really far in my opinion. It was only a half hour drive from L.A. to here." She smiled, scooting herself onto her boyfriend's lap. She than turned, purposely ignoring Drusilla as she looked over at Buffy. "Who's this?"
"My father's girlfriend's daughter." Spike said, his head turned towards the pretty brunette, who was weighing Buffy down with her eyes.
"Hi, I'm Buffy." Buffy smiled thinly at Faith, holding her hand out in a friendly greeting.
The brunette, only looked down at the blonde's hand, watching it with something near disgust. So, Buffy quickly pulled her hand away, giving Faith a look of her own. She could already tell she wasn't going to like this girl.
"So, Faith." Drusilla turned her head towards the other brunette, after seeing how she had treated Buffy. She still didn't understand why her brother could go out with somebody like her. "Are you planning on staying long, pet? Or are you going to run back to your little ho friends soon?" Drusilla than proceeded to smile sweetly at the model, picking up her cappuccino and taking a small sip of it.
"Dru...." Spike warned, narrowing his eyes dangerously at his sister.
"Fuck you, bitch." Faith spat angrily.
"Oooh, good comeback. I'm shaking." Drusilla smirked.
"Okay. Okay. Enough fighting. Please. I really don't want TOO much attention drawn to us if you know what I bloody mean." Spike said, scooting his girlfriend off of his lap as he stood up, looking over at his girlfriend. "Like to see my new home, pet?"
"Oh no, you are NOT taking that bloody bitch to our bloody home!" Drusilla stood up, causing her cappuccino to spill over the edge of the table. "Ugh, now look what she made me do. Just, no. You're not coming with us, Faith."
"Dru, would you calm down for a milli-second? Please. Just to show her around." Spike spoke, a pleading look on his face as he looked at his sister.
"Oh yes. Just to show her around? More like to fuck her around!" Drusilla said, arms crossed under her breasts defiantly. Obviously she wasn't going to give in.
Spike and Drusilla than turned their heads towards Buffy, the blonde put her hands up in the air, "Oh no. You guys just moved it today, and I'm definitely not getting in the middle of anything. You're just going to have to work this out on your own." She than looked over towards the car. "And I'm ready to go. So decide fast."
The blonde smiled in satisfaction as she walked away from the trio. She couldn't believe how well she had been keeping her cool around Spike all day. Pretty good considering she had been obsessing over him since she was thirteen years old.
And the young teen walked over to the car, waiting as the siblings fought over Faith. So guess the rumors weren't true. The girl really was a bitch. And truthfully, she wanted Faith in her house just about as much as Drusilla did. But, she wasn't about to get in the middle of something. And she definitely wasn't going to get her favorite singer mad at her over something as stupid as this. They could work this out on their own.
And after about five minutes of waiting, all three of them walked over to the car. And Buffy sighed in disappointment. She had a feeling that Faith being at her house wasn't going to be much fun.
****
Three days had passed since the Giles' had moved in. Christmas had arrived. And frankly, Buffy wasn't enjoying the company of Spike as much as she'd hoped. What he'd formally said about wanting to get to know her, seemed to have been a lie, for the most he'd said to her had been when she'd taken him and Drusilla for a tour around town. Besides that, he'd only uttered a "hi" in the morning, and "goodnight" and night. The rest of his time seemed to be taken up by Faith. Either they were always out somewhere. Or they were off in his room doing who knows what.
And one thing she thought that wasn't humanly possible for her was happening: Spike was getting on her nerves.
Sitting around the tree, Buffy wasn't even surprised when she pulled out presents from everybody BUT Spike. And she had even gotten a present for him!
"Faith's coming over later, is that okay dad?" Spike looked at his father questioningly.
Buff couldn't help but sigh loudly when she heard this, "Is there any moment you don't spend attached to Faith?"
Everyone in the room looked surprised by Buffy's sudden outburst. Especially since they knew of her 'crush' on the bleached-blonde.
And after hearing this, Spike couldn't help smirking as he asked, "Jealous?"
"You wish." She rolled her eyes. "I've kinda outgrown my Spike phase in these past three days. Especially since you seemed to be clinging to that girlfriend of a ho you have. I have NO clue what you see in her."
"You're jealous." He smirked, leaning towards her.
"No. It just friggin annoys me you don't give a second thought to anyone else besides Faith. I mean, you didn't even get your sister or father a Christmas present. How careless is that?" Buffy spat as she pushed him back. "And get away from me."
Drusilla couldn't help but giggle when she saw this, "So I guess we all see now what a bloody stuck up ass he is, eh?"
"Drusilla!" Giles scolded. "Watch your language!"
"What you can't possibly think this isn't hilarious!" Drusilla giggled again, leaning over towards Buffy and whispering in her ear, "Think we should start an anti-Spike club?"
"Or just join one." Buffy shrugged. "Bet they have plenty on the internet."
"What is your bloody problem?!" Spike stood up, his eyes narrowed into dangerous slits as he stared down at Buffy and Drusilla. "You seemed like such a nice girl too," He looked over at Buffy.
"And how would you know that? What with you spending so much time with Faith? She's fucking bitch. Did you know she stole some make-up of mine?" Buffy spat, standing up herself. "And she spit in Dawn's face!" Buffy paused. "'Cuz with the way I see it, either you have a major problem, or Faith is just a good lay."
"Kids!" Joyce jumped up, separating the fighting teenagers with her arms. "Please. This is supposed to be a pleasant Christmas. Please. Can't you just get along?"
"I still think your jealous." Spike spat, ignoring Joyce. "Wish it was you screaming my name, eh?"
"You wish you could have someone as good as me." Buffy hissed, ignoring her mother as she angrily stomped out of the living room.
"Fuck you!" Spike screamed as she walked away.
Her only response was to flip him the bird as she ran up the steps, slamming the door to her room once she had gotten there.
****
As soon as Buffy laid down on her bed, she wasn't surprised to find the phone ringing. What was it? Was everyone or thing out to annoy her now? Even the phone?
And with a quick yank, she pulled the phone off the hook, hissing a "hello" into the receiver.
"Geez, what bug crawled up your ass? I was just calling to say hi!" Cordelia said, giggling when she heard Buffy mutter obscenities under her breath.
"Sorry Cordy, just been having a bad day." Buffy sighed, groaning when she heard a loud knock at her bedroom door. "Hold on." She paused putting the phone down as she yelled: "Who is it?!"
"It's me." Came Spike's voice from the other side of the door.
"Go away." She hissed. "I don't want to see your fucking face right now, thank you very much."
Spike yanked open the door, "I have to bloody fucking apologize, okay? You mum and my dad made me. And YOU should be the one apologizing!"
She stood up, "ME?! Yeah fucking right. If you hadn't been hanging onto the bitch from hell, this wouldn't of happened!"
He walked up closer to her, showing her just how much taller he was than her, "I wouldn't say that again, Buffy."
"She's a bitch." Buffy smirked. "Now apologize and leave me alone."
"I'm not bloody fucking apologizing now." He bit, his icy blue eyes weighing her down.
"Oh MOM!" She screamed, poking her head out of the door. "SPIKE'S BEING-"
"Shut your gob!" He pulled her back in the room, scowling at the short blonde. "Fine, I'm fucking sorry."
She leaned back against the wall, her arms crossed firmly beneath her breasts, "Say it like you mean it."
He sighed, "I'm sorry." He tried to keep from scowling as he said this, yet his temper was flaring. He was going to get her back for this.
"Okay. Now get your ass out of my room!" She said, her voice angry. "And to think I even liked you once. You're just an arrogant, self-centered, stuck-up asshole."
"I'd keep those words to yourself if I were you, pet." He said, taking a threatening step closer to her.
"Ooh, I'm so scared." She stood a step closer to him, looking up into his eyes. "I dare you to do something." Her voice was low, dangerously low when she said this, her eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.
Yet, instead of walking listening to her, he turned around swiftly, slamming the door shut behind his retreating form. And Buffy picked up the phone off of her bed quickly, only to hear:
"Why the hell did that guy in your room sound A LOT like Spike Giles?!"
And Buffy sighed, now she knew this was going to be an even longer Christmas.
TBC....Hope you liked the extra long chapter!