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 *cough* Can't *cough* think *cough* of *cough* a *cough* good *cough* disclaimer *cough* today *cough*.....*runs over to James and coughs all over him* Ooops.....sorry......
AN for ffnet: You all keep asking if this is B/S! Well of course it is! What else would it be! And the banter is just good B/S banter, which I love, hehehe, and THAT will lead up to the good stuff!
Chapter Six: With These Tears
"You know, that's really funny. Ha bloody ha. You can stop pretending now. I mean, the Nibblet isn't even here." Spike had made up the name 'Nibblet' for Dawn, over the Christmas vacation, and the silly word sounded funny coming his mouth considering the angered state he was in. "You're bloody lying right?"
"And your so old!" Buffy cut in. "Your like, like, 37 and 40!"
"Dawn had already found out, accidentally of course, and she promised to keep her mouth shut." Joyce looked over at her fiancée an upset look on her face from the lack of enthusiasm coming from the kids. "And yes, it's true."
"But-" Buffy started to protest, her eyebrows drawn together in disgust at the situation. How could her mother be getting married? And to Spike's dad of all people? They had hardly been living here 2 weeks. And now this?
Drusilla, meanwhile, looked uncomfortable as her soon-to-be-stepsister and brother disgustedly glared at their parents. "I-I really don't think it's THAT bad of an idea." She looked over at Buffy. "I mean it could be kinda fun. You know." She looked over at Spike. "Sod him. It could be us. We'll have fun." She looked over at their parents. "Congratulations."
Joyce and Giles smiled at Drusilla warmly, as the eleventh grader came forward to give the two a loving hug. And, looking at Spike for a split second, Buffy approached and awkwardly joined the hug.
"I'm sorry." Buffy whispered to her mother. "I'm happy for you. I really am."
Spike, on the other hand, ended up storming off, the door to the room he and Buffy had been working in, slamming with a loud bang.
And, at the worried looks on both Joyce's and Giles' face, Drusilla looked up at them, reassuring them with, "Don't worry. He'll come around." She looked over at her father. "You know how Will is."
And with that, she stormed off after her older brother, Buffy right on her heels as both girls entered the room Spike had run into. He was as he had been before the kids had been called in for their parents announcements. He was unpacking boxes to busy himself, slamming statues down roughly, and Buffy cringed, just *knowing* he was going to break something.
"You could've at least had some curtesy back there." Buffy started in immediately, hands firmly attached to her thin hips.
"Buffy," Drusilla said quietly, a slight warning tone in her voice. And Buffy looked at the girl curiously as Drusilla walked over to her brother, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
"William, look at me."
Buffy watched as the bleached-blonde snapped his head up to look at his sister, "Get off of me, you bloody bint." He tried to shake her off, but obviously, she wasn't having any of that, as she whispered. "It's okay, William."
"It's Spike." He hissed, not looking at his sister as he roughly shoved her off of him and started to pack pieces of art in boxes once again.
Drusilla lightly put her arm back on her brothers shoulder, "William. It's okay. Really."
He looked back at his younger sister, and Buffy saw something she'd never thought she would see in her life. Spike started to cry. Heart-wracking sobs that made Buffy feel like she was going to cry herself.
"It's okay." Drusilla wrapped her arms around her brother. "You know dad had to move on. Just....like dad said....make a special place for mum in your heart and move on. You know he had to move on eventually. And I think she'd want you to, too."
"But he's bloody getting married to her, Dru! And she's having his bloody baby!" Spike yelled, frantically wiping the tears from his eyes in embarrassment. "I mean he's....he's just going to forget about mum!"
"No. No he's not William. Joyce and Mum are two different people, and he'll love them equally but separately. You know that, William." She pulled him in for a hug, and quickly she looked back at Buffy, motioning for the blonde to leave. Buffy did just that, walking out to the front of the gallery where her mother and soon-to-be stepfather were.
"Is William okay?" Giles asked as soon as he saw Buffy enter the room he and Joyce were in.
"He'll be fine." Buffy answered, obviously uncomfortable talking about the state Spike was currently in. She than quickly looked at her mom, "Can I go to Cordy's? Her house is only a block away."
"Buffy-" Joyce started
"Please mom? I'll do my homework there." She picked up her backpack which she had discarded by the door. "I'll help you with the sorting later. I just," She looked down. "I just need to get out of here for a little."
Joyce sighed, running her hands through her curly locks, before saying, "Fine. Go ahead." She motioned to the door with her hand. "But please do your homework."
"Thanks mom." Buffy rushed out the door a little too quickly, leaving both adults to wonder just WHY Buffy had been so eager to leave the gallery.
****
"Dammit, Cordy." Buffy rapped her hand on the door of Cordelia's quite large house, for what seemed to be the fifteenth time. "Come on!" She looked up at Cordelia's window, which was facing the front door, and noticing the light was on, she banged harder to the door.
Finally, the door swung open, revealing Cordelia's foot-ball playing cousin, Riley Finn.
"Is Cordy home?" Buffy asked, peeking her head behind the broad-shouldered senior.
"Yeah." He smiled at Buffy, motioning up the stairs. "She's in her room."
"Hey, Buffy?"
Buffy turned around from her place on the stairs when she heard Riley say her name. "Yeah?"
"Well me and a bunch of friends are heading out to the Bronze this weekend. And, I was kinda hoping you would be my date." Riley looked down nervously, fiddling with his shiny new Rolex on his left wrist.
Buffy's eyes widened at this statement. Riley, a senior, just asked her out on a date. Something she wouldn't of expected in a million years.
"I'll be there." She caught herself saying, the words leaving her mouth before her brain processed them.
"Cool." He grinned, running his hands through his sandy blonde hair. "I'll pick you up Saturday at 7."
"Sounds like a date." She replied, turning around and running the rest of the way to Cordy's room.
****
"So I tell her she has to go! And she actually refuses-" Cordelia looked up from the bed when she heard Buffy enter her bedroom. She quickly chirped into the phone, "Anya I gotta go. Buffy's here. Ta-ta."
Cordelia smiled as soon as Buffy plopped herself next to the brunette on the bed, "Rough day?"
"What is it with me?" Buffy ran her hands over her eyes, exhaustedly. "What is wrong with me? One minute I hate him. The next I wanna hug him."
"Spike?" Cordelia asked, knowingly.
"Yes! I mean I had it totally figured out. I hate him. And then he starts crying so I feel bad for him and-"
"Spike's crying?!" Cordelia looked at Buffy shocked. "Oh My God! Is he okay? What happened?"
"Cordy, I don't know if I should really be talking about it. All I know is he--god he's so confusing. Oh," Buffy looked over at Cordelia. "I'm also going out on a date with your cousin this weekend."
The sudden change of subject made Cordelia's eyebrows raise, a disgusted frown on her face, "If you lock lips with that meat-head, I'll never talk to you again. You know that, right?"
"Yeah." Buffy sighed, turning over and burying her face in one of Cordy's cotton-candy colored pillows. "I hate my life, it's so confusing." She sighed looking up at Cordelia, "If I tell you something, you promise not to tell anyone?"
Cordelia smiled, "What are best friends for?"
"My mom is having a baby, and getting married to Spike's dad." She looked up at Cordelia. "So that would make me a little MORE related to him.....and-"
"Whoa, slow down a little!" Cordelia looked like she was about to have a heat-attack. "Please repeat what you said."
"My mom's having Giles' baby and getting married to him." Buffy sighed.
"I'm guessing Giles is Spike's dad." Cordelia laid down next to Buffy on the bed. "Wow. Now that was unexpected."
****
Buffy's cell-phone ringing, close to three hours later, signaled it was time for Buffy to go home. And, with a quick chat with her mother, it turned out no other than Spike, would be able to pick her up, which just made the situation worse for Buffy.
Cordelia walked her to the car, flirtatiously smiling at Spike, as Buffy got in the passenger seat. He took off rather quickly, leaving Buffy alone with him.
"Are you okay?" The words escaped her mouth, before she could even process what she was saying.
"Don't mock me." He hissed, knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"Geez. I'm not, Spike. I swear. I was just....I just wanted to know if you were okay." She sat back in her seat. She sighed, deciding to talk once again, "I know it's a sore subject, but your mom-"
He glared at her angrily, pulling off to the side of the road, "Would you stop it?!" His eyes were watering up, and Buffy cursed herself for being so stupid.
"I'm sorry." She looked up at him, her eyes wide.
"Sure." He laid his head on the steering wheel, trying to force the tears back that were threatening to spill.
"I really am, Spike. I-I felt really bad about earlier." She spoke quietly. "I mean, maybe you can go spend the night at Faith's, if you want to get away from us? I know it upsets you."
"Yeah, Faith." Her name came out almost bitterly.
"D-Did you guys break up?" Buffy looked at the ground nervously, she definitely did not want to get into dangerous territory.
"No." Spike sighed. "She's not really a girlfriend, if you know what I mean."
"Fuck-buddy?" Buffy tried to get a smile, and succeeded with earning a smirk.
"Kinda. We don't really have the emotional aspect in our relationship. I think I'm gonna break up with her. I need her emotionally as well as physically, you know?" He sighed. "And I can't believe I'm bloody telling you this."
"It's okay." She sighed. "Constant fighting isn't always the best thing, you know?" She said. "For us, I mean."
He smirked, "Yeah. I was kinda a jerk, wasn't I?"
"You ARE a jerk!" She smiled, playfully.
"Oh you don't mean that!" He looked over at her, trying to look angry, but not succeeding, especially with the grin breaking out on his face.
"Yes I do!" She giggled, throwing a wadded up gum wrapper at him.
"Oh, you evil bitch." He smirked, playfully.
TBC....
AN: Sorry for the long wait. Business.....and now I'm sick. Poo! Well, please REVIEW!
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 *cough* Can't *cough* think *cough* of *cough* a *cough* good *cough* disclaimer *cough* today *cough*.....*runs over to James and coughs all over him* Ooops.....sorry......
AN for ffnet: You all keep asking if this is B/S! Well of course it is! What else would it be! And the banter is just good B/S banter, which I love, hehehe, and THAT will lead up to the good stuff!
Chapter Six: With These Tears
"You know, that's really funny. Ha bloody ha. You can stop pretending now. I mean, the Nibblet isn't even here." Spike had made up the name 'Nibblet' for Dawn, over the Christmas vacation, and the silly word sounded funny coming his mouth considering the angered state he was in. "You're bloody lying right?"
"And your so old!" Buffy cut in. "Your like, like, 37 and 40!"
"Dawn had already found out, accidentally of course, and she promised to keep her mouth shut." Joyce looked over at her fiancée an upset look on her face from the lack of enthusiasm coming from the kids. "And yes, it's true."
"But-" Buffy started to protest, her eyebrows drawn together in disgust at the situation. How could her mother be getting married? And to Spike's dad of all people? They had hardly been living here 2 weeks. And now this?
Drusilla, meanwhile, looked uncomfortable as her soon-to-be-stepsister and brother disgustedly glared at their parents. "I-I really don't think it's THAT bad of an idea." She looked over at Buffy. "I mean it could be kinda fun. You know." She looked over at Spike. "Sod him. It could be us. We'll have fun." She looked over at their parents. "Congratulations."
Joyce and Giles smiled at Drusilla warmly, as the eleventh grader came forward to give the two a loving hug. And, looking at Spike for a split second, Buffy approached and awkwardly joined the hug.
"I'm sorry." Buffy whispered to her mother. "I'm happy for you. I really am."
Spike, on the other hand, ended up storming off, the door to the room he and Buffy had been working in, slamming with a loud bang.
And, at the worried looks on both Joyce's and Giles' face, Drusilla looked up at them, reassuring them with, "Don't worry. He'll come around." She looked over at her father. "You know how Will is."
And with that, she stormed off after her older brother, Buffy right on her heels as both girls entered the room Spike had run into. He was as he had been before the kids had been called in for their parents announcements. He was unpacking boxes to busy himself, slamming statues down roughly, and Buffy cringed, just *knowing* he was going to break something.
"You could've at least had some curtesy back there." Buffy started in immediately, hands firmly attached to her thin hips.
"Buffy," Drusilla said quietly, a slight warning tone in her voice. And Buffy looked at the girl curiously as Drusilla walked over to her brother, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
"William, look at me."
Buffy watched as the bleached-blonde snapped his head up to look at his sister, "Get off of me, you bloody bint." He tried to shake her off, but obviously, she wasn't having any of that, as she whispered. "It's okay, William."
"It's Spike." He hissed, not looking at his sister as he roughly shoved her off of him and started to pack pieces of art in boxes once again.
Drusilla lightly put her arm back on her brothers shoulder, "William. It's okay. Really."
He looked back at his younger sister, and Buffy saw something she'd never thought she would see in her life. Spike started to cry. Heart-wracking sobs that made Buffy feel like she was going to cry herself.
"It's okay." Drusilla wrapped her arms around her brother. "You know dad had to move on. Just....like dad said....make a special place for mum in your heart and move on. You know he had to move on eventually. And I think she'd want you to, too."
"But he's bloody getting married to her, Dru! And she's having his bloody baby!" Spike yelled, frantically wiping the tears from his eyes in embarrassment. "I mean he's....he's just going to forget about mum!"
"No. No he's not William. Joyce and Mum are two different people, and he'll love them equally but separately. You know that, William." She pulled him in for a hug, and quickly she looked back at Buffy, motioning for the blonde to leave. Buffy did just that, walking out to the front of the gallery where her mother and soon-to-be stepfather were.
"Is William okay?" Giles asked as soon as he saw Buffy enter the room he and Joyce were in.
"He'll be fine." Buffy answered, obviously uncomfortable talking about the state Spike was currently in. She than quickly looked at her mom, "Can I go to Cordy's? Her house is only a block away."
"Buffy-" Joyce started
"Please mom? I'll do my homework there." She picked up her backpack which she had discarded by the door. "I'll help you with the sorting later. I just," She looked down. "I just need to get out of here for a little."
Joyce sighed, running her hands through her curly locks, before saying, "Fine. Go ahead." She motioned to the door with her hand. "But please do your homework."
"Thanks mom." Buffy rushed out the door a little too quickly, leaving both adults to wonder just WHY Buffy had been so eager to leave the gallery.
****
"Dammit, Cordy." Buffy rapped her hand on the door of Cordelia's quite large house, for what seemed to be the fifteenth time. "Come on!" She looked up at Cordelia's window, which was facing the front door, and noticing the light was on, she banged harder to the door.
Finally, the door swung open, revealing Cordelia's foot-ball playing cousin, Riley Finn.
"Is Cordy home?" Buffy asked, peeking her head behind the broad-shouldered senior.
"Yeah." He smiled at Buffy, motioning up the stairs. "She's in her room."
"Hey, Buffy?"
Buffy turned around from her place on the stairs when she heard Riley say her name. "Yeah?"
"Well me and a bunch of friends are heading out to the Bronze this weekend. And, I was kinda hoping you would be my date." Riley looked down nervously, fiddling with his shiny new Rolex on his left wrist.
Buffy's eyes widened at this statement. Riley, a senior, just asked her out on a date. Something she wouldn't of expected in a million years.
"I'll be there." She caught herself saying, the words leaving her mouth before her brain processed them.
"Cool." He grinned, running his hands through his sandy blonde hair. "I'll pick you up Saturday at 7."
"Sounds like a date." She replied, turning around and running the rest of the way to Cordy's room.
****
"So I tell her she has to go! And she actually refuses-" Cordelia looked up from the bed when she heard Buffy enter her bedroom. She quickly chirped into the phone, "Anya I gotta go. Buffy's here. Ta-ta."
Cordelia smiled as soon as Buffy plopped herself next to the brunette on the bed, "Rough day?"
"What is it with me?" Buffy ran her hands over her eyes, exhaustedly. "What is wrong with me? One minute I hate him. The next I wanna hug him."
"Spike?" Cordelia asked, knowingly.
"Yes! I mean I had it totally figured out. I hate him. And then he starts crying so I feel bad for him and-"
"Spike's crying?!" Cordelia looked at Buffy shocked. "Oh My God! Is he okay? What happened?"
"Cordy, I don't know if I should really be talking about it. All I know is he--god he's so confusing. Oh," Buffy looked over at Cordelia. "I'm also going out on a date with your cousin this weekend."
The sudden change of subject made Cordelia's eyebrows raise, a disgusted frown on her face, "If you lock lips with that meat-head, I'll never talk to you again. You know that, right?"
"Yeah." Buffy sighed, turning over and burying her face in one of Cordy's cotton-candy colored pillows. "I hate my life, it's so confusing." She sighed looking up at Cordelia, "If I tell you something, you promise not to tell anyone?"
Cordelia smiled, "What are best friends for?"
"My mom is having a baby, and getting married to Spike's dad." She looked up at Cordelia. "So that would make me a little MORE related to him.....and-"
"Whoa, slow down a little!" Cordelia looked like she was about to have a heat-attack. "Please repeat what you said."
"My mom's having Giles' baby and getting married to him." Buffy sighed.
"I'm guessing Giles is Spike's dad." Cordelia laid down next to Buffy on the bed. "Wow. Now that was unexpected."
****
Buffy's cell-phone ringing, close to three hours later, signaled it was time for Buffy to go home. And, with a quick chat with her mother, it turned out no other than Spike, would be able to pick her up, which just made the situation worse for Buffy.
Cordelia walked her to the car, flirtatiously smiling at Spike, as Buffy got in the passenger seat. He took off rather quickly, leaving Buffy alone with him.
"Are you okay?" The words escaped her mouth, before she could even process what she was saying.
"Don't mock me." He hissed, knowing exactly what she was talking about.
"Geez. I'm not, Spike. I swear. I was just....I just wanted to know if you were okay." She sat back in her seat. She sighed, deciding to talk once again, "I know it's a sore subject, but your mom-"
He glared at her angrily, pulling off to the side of the road, "Would you stop it?!" His eyes were watering up, and Buffy cursed herself for being so stupid.
"I'm sorry." She looked up at him, her eyes wide.
"Sure." He laid his head on the steering wheel, trying to force the tears back that were threatening to spill.
"I really am, Spike. I-I felt really bad about earlier." She spoke quietly. "I mean, maybe you can go spend the night at Faith's, if you want to get away from us? I know it upsets you."
"Yeah, Faith." Her name came out almost bitterly.
"D-Did you guys break up?" Buffy looked at the ground nervously, she definitely did not want to get into dangerous territory.
"No." Spike sighed. "She's not really a girlfriend, if you know what I mean."
"Fuck-buddy?" Buffy tried to get a smile, and succeeded with earning a smirk.
"Kinda. We don't really have the emotional aspect in our relationship. I think I'm gonna break up with her. I need her emotionally as well as physically, you know?" He sighed. "And I can't believe I'm bloody telling you this."
"It's okay." She sighed. "Constant fighting isn't always the best thing, you know?" She said. "For us, I mean."
He smirked, "Yeah. I was kinda a jerk, wasn't I?"
"You ARE a jerk!" She smiled, playfully.
"Oh you don't mean that!" He looked over at her, trying to look angry, but not succeeding, especially with the grin breaking out on his face.
"Yes I do!" She giggled, throwing a wadded up gum wrapper at him.
"Oh, you evil bitch." He smirked, playfully.
TBC....
AN: Sorry for the long wait. Business.....and now I'm sick. Poo! Well, please REVIEW!