A/N: Now, gentle viewers, we are going to take another journey into the
world of Buffy, Slayer of the Vampyres. Lol. Sorry, but I just watched
Storyteller, and I didn't stop laughing all the way through. Wood looked
very, umm. . . sexy with that plaster on his head. LOL. Here's the new
chapter. Sorry for making you wait, but you know, exams coming up, and all
that.
**********
A few days had passed since Dawn had seen the tapes, and Buffy was still
blushing. Every time Dawn saw her and Spike together she gave them funny
looks, and she was sick of getting sarcastic comments when she suggested
they go to McDonalds.
And now Buffy was bored. Everyone else had gone to The Bronze, but she'd decided not to go so she could avoid Dawn's comments, and Willow's knowing glances. She wished she'd gone, though. There was a 'surprise performer' there that night, part of the Bronze's attempt to lure new customers. They were finding it hard to get people to come these days, with their death rate being so high.
Spike had come over, but she still wasn't having any fun. She was in an awkward, sulky mood, and didn't feel like doing anything at all. Every time Spike suggested something she could do, she just sighed and replied 'Whatever. I don't mind."
The phone rang, and Buffy dragged herself of the couch and into the hall. Even talking to the tele-sales people was better than this. She was so bored she was even going to pretend to be interested.
"Hello?"
"Hi Buffy! It's me."
"Oh, hey, Willow." Was she disappointed that it wasn't someone selling something? She really needed to get a life.
"You will never guess who's singing at the Bronze!"
"Who?"
"Guess!"
"Umm. . . Christina Aguilara?"
"Nope."
"J-Lo?"
"Nope."
"The Sex Pistols?"
"The Sex Pistls? You've been hanging around Spike too long."
"N-Sync?"
"They're not even a band any more. Ooh, but you're close!"
Buffy frowned. How could she be close with N-sync? Then it clicked.
******
Spike was flopped on the couch, wondering why he had come over there at all. Buffy was sulking, and sulky Buffy usually resulted in him being thumped.
He jumped up straight when he heard a shriek come from the hallway.
"Buffy?"
He ran into the hall, to find Buffy. . . talking on the phone?
"Oh my God, are you serious? We are talking about the same Justin, right? Justin Timberlake? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. I'll be there in a sec. Okay, bye."
Buffy turned to Spike, a huge grin on her face.
"You'll never believe who's singing at the Bronze!"
*******
Buffy and Spike walked into the Bronze, looking around at the full dance floor. Well, Spike walked. Buffy sort of bounced, wearing a grin so wide Spike was sure her face would break. She scrambled over to the table where Willow and Dawn were sitting, dragging Spike along with her.
"Hi, you guys!"
"Hey Buffy. Spike." Willow gave Buffy a knowing look.
"Hi Buffy. What kept you? Did you go down to McDonalds again?"
Willow looked confused, but Buffy just rolled her eyes. She knew this would happen. She knew there was a reason why she shouldn't have come.
Her frown was replaced by a smile when she glanced up on stage. There he was, in all his sexy glory. She sank slowly down into her chair, not taking her eyes off the stage the whole time.
*******
Spike didn't know why they'd bothered coming. Buffy hadn't danced once. She hadn't even spoken. She'd just stared at that wanker on stage. Not that he wanted to dance, anyway. Not with the whelp and his girlfriend on the floor, arms flailing. He definitely didn't want to get too close to that.
# Dum Dub-a-dum # Buffy suddenly jumped to her feet, grabbed Spike's hand, and ran towards the stage.
"What is it, pet?"
"Shh!"
# Just something about you.#
"I LOVE this song!" Buffy squealed, and stopped running right in front of the stage. Before Spike could protest, she'd dragged him to her, and started to dance.
# I kind of noticed, from one night From the club, your front face. #
Spike heard that, and frowned. It made him think of when him and Buffy had first met. She was dancing at the Bronze, and he had been spying on her from the shadows. He had to admit, he'd fancied her even then.
# It's kind of weird to me Since you're so fine If it's up to me your face will change. #
Now it was getting decidedly creepy. The first thing he'd thought when he'd first seen her was not that he had to kill her, but that he had to make her a vampire. He'd quickly pushed the thought aside, but it had always been there.
# Ain't nobody love you like I love you, You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya, Late at night, I talk to you. You will know the difference when I touch you. #
Spike grinned. If Buffy was thinking what he was thinking about this song, this might get across the message she just didn't seem to get.
******* # People are so phony, Nosy coz they're lonely, Aren't you sick of the same thing? They say so and so was dating, Love you or they're hatin, When it doesn't matter anyway.#
Xander frowned. Across the dance floor, he was sure he could see Buffy dancing with Spike. But she hated Spike, didn't she? He had to remember to ask Willow about that one.
*******
# Yeah, you know I can make ya happy, I could change your life. If you give me that chance, To be your man. I won't let you down baby. If you give me that chance, To be your man. Here baby, put on my jacket. #
Buffy frowned. This song always reminded her of her and Spike, but she'd never noticed that part before. For a moment she had thought he'd sung "If you give me that chance to be #a# man." She knew he didn't, but it still made her think about how she'd treated Spike in the past. Maybe she shouldn't have been as hard on him. He did try.
She started grinning in anticipation as her favourite part came up. This bit always reminded her of her and Spike the most. With a giggle, she started to rap along.
*******
Spike stared at Buffy, wide-eyed. Was she. . . rapping?! Now that was something you didn't see every day. Entranced by her voice, he listened to the words.
# Ma, what chu wanna do? I'm in front of you Grab a friend, see I can have fun with two Or me and you put on a stage show And the mall kids, that's how to change low From them you heard "wow, it's the same glow" Look at me, I say "yeah, it's the same dough" We the same type, you my air of life You have sleepin in the same bed, er'night # Go rock with me, you deserve the best Take a few shots Let it burn in your chest We could ride down Pumpin N.E.R.D. in the deck Funny how a few words turn into sex Play this free, joint called "brain" Ma, take a hint Make me suerve in the lane The name Malicious And I burn every track Clipse and J. Timberlake Now how heavy is that? #
Buffy broke into giggles as the song went back to the chorus.
"Never knew you rapped, luv."
"Yeah, well that one's kinda special."
"Special, how?"
"Well, it's reminds me of someone."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah."
# You know, I used to dream about this when I was a little boy. I never thought it would end up this way. Drums. #
Buffy walked closer to Spike, closing the gap between them, and spoke along with Justin.
# It's kind of special right? Yeah. You know, you think about it Sometimes people just destined Destined to do what they do. And that's what it is Now everybody dance. #
"That's what we do, right? Dance?"
"That's all we've ever done."
Buffy hesitated for a moment, worrying about the others seeing. Then she decided, so what? The rest'll find out soon enough anyway. And Dawn'll always be annoying, whatever. With one quick movement, she leaned up, and crushed her lips against his in a midnumbing kiss, leaving Xander to watch from across the room with disbelief.
A/N: Please review! Thanks.
And now Buffy was bored. Everyone else had gone to The Bronze, but she'd decided not to go so she could avoid Dawn's comments, and Willow's knowing glances. She wished she'd gone, though. There was a 'surprise performer' there that night, part of the Bronze's attempt to lure new customers. They were finding it hard to get people to come these days, with their death rate being so high.
Spike had come over, but she still wasn't having any fun. She was in an awkward, sulky mood, and didn't feel like doing anything at all. Every time Spike suggested something she could do, she just sighed and replied 'Whatever. I don't mind."
The phone rang, and Buffy dragged herself of the couch and into the hall. Even talking to the tele-sales people was better than this. She was so bored she was even going to pretend to be interested.
"Hello?"
"Hi Buffy! It's me."
"Oh, hey, Willow." Was she disappointed that it wasn't someone selling something? She really needed to get a life.
"You will never guess who's singing at the Bronze!"
"Who?"
"Guess!"
"Umm. . . Christina Aguilara?"
"Nope."
"J-Lo?"
"Nope."
"The Sex Pistols?"
"The Sex Pistls? You've been hanging around Spike too long."
"N-Sync?"
"They're not even a band any more. Ooh, but you're close!"
Buffy frowned. How could she be close with N-sync? Then it clicked.
******
Spike was flopped on the couch, wondering why he had come over there at all. Buffy was sulking, and sulky Buffy usually resulted in him being thumped.
He jumped up straight when he heard a shriek come from the hallway.
"Buffy?"
He ran into the hall, to find Buffy. . . talking on the phone?
"Oh my God, are you serious? We are talking about the same Justin, right? Justin Timberlake? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. I'll be there in a sec. Okay, bye."
Buffy turned to Spike, a huge grin on her face.
"You'll never believe who's singing at the Bronze!"
*******
Buffy and Spike walked into the Bronze, looking around at the full dance floor. Well, Spike walked. Buffy sort of bounced, wearing a grin so wide Spike was sure her face would break. She scrambled over to the table where Willow and Dawn were sitting, dragging Spike along with her.
"Hi, you guys!"
"Hey Buffy. Spike." Willow gave Buffy a knowing look.
"Hi Buffy. What kept you? Did you go down to McDonalds again?"
Willow looked confused, but Buffy just rolled her eyes. She knew this would happen. She knew there was a reason why she shouldn't have come.
Her frown was replaced by a smile when she glanced up on stage. There he was, in all his sexy glory. She sank slowly down into her chair, not taking her eyes off the stage the whole time.
*******
Spike didn't know why they'd bothered coming. Buffy hadn't danced once. She hadn't even spoken. She'd just stared at that wanker on stage. Not that he wanted to dance, anyway. Not with the whelp and his girlfriend on the floor, arms flailing. He definitely didn't want to get too close to that.
# Dum Dub-a-dum # Buffy suddenly jumped to her feet, grabbed Spike's hand, and ran towards the stage.
"What is it, pet?"
"Shh!"
# Just something about you.#
"I LOVE this song!" Buffy squealed, and stopped running right in front of the stage. Before Spike could protest, she'd dragged him to her, and started to dance.
# I kind of noticed, from one night From the club, your front face. #
Spike heard that, and frowned. It made him think of when him and Buffy had first met. She was dancing at the Bronze, and he had been spying on her from the shadows. He had to admit, he'd fancied her even then.
# It's kind of weird to me Since you're so fine If it's up to me your face will change. #
Now it was getting decidedly creepy. The first thing he'd thought when he'd first seen her was not that he had to kill her, but that he had to make her a vampire. He'd quickly pushed the thought aside, but it had always been there.
# Ain't nobody love you like I love you, You're a good girl and that's what makes me trust ya, Late at night, I talk to you. You will know the difference when I touch you. #
Spike grinned. If Buffy was thinking what he was thinking about this song, this might get across the message she just didn't seem to get.
******* # People are so phony, Nosy coz they're lonely, Aren't you sick of the same thing? They say so and so was dating, Love you or they're hatin, When it doesn't matter anyway.#
Xander frowned. Across the dance floor, he was sure he could see Buffy dancing with Spike. But she hated Spike, didn't she? He had to remember to ask Willow about that one.
*******
# Yeah, you know I can make ya happy, I could change your life. If you give me that chance, To be your man. I won't let you down baby. If you give me that chance, To be your man. Here baby, put on my jacket. #
Buffy frowned. This song always reminded her of her and Spike, but she'd never noticed that part before. For a moment she had thought he'd sung "If you give me that chance to be #a# man." She knew he didn't, but it still made her think about how she'd treated Spike in the past. Maybe she shouldn't have been as hard on him. He did try.
She started grinning in anticipation as her favourite part came up. This bit always reminded her of her and Spike the most. With a giggle, she started to rap along.
*******
Spike stared at Buffy, wide-eyed. Was she. . . rapping?! Now that was something you didn't see every day. Entranced by her voice, he listened to the words.
# Ma, what chu wanna do? I'm in front of you Grab a friend, see I can have fun with two Or me and you put on a stage show And the mall kids, that's how to change low From them you heard "wow, it's the same glow" Look at me, I say "yeah, it's the same dough" We the same type, you my air of life You have sleepin in the same bed, er'night # Go rock with me, you deserve the best Take a few shots Let it burn in your chest We could ride down Pumpin N.E.R.D. in the deck Funny how a few words turn into sex Play this free, joint called "brain" Ma, take a hint Make me suerve in the lane The name Malicious And I burn every track Clipse and J. Timberlake Now how heavy is that? #
Buffy broke into giggles as the song went back to the chorus.
"Never knew you rapped, luv."
"Yeah, well that one's kinda special."
"Special, how?"
"Well, it's reminds me of someone."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah."
# You know, I used to dream about this when I was a little boy. I never thought it would end up this way. Drums. #
Buffy walked closer to Spike, closing the gap between them, and spoke along with Justin.
# It's kind of special right? Yeah. You know, you think about it Sometimes people just destined Destined to do what they do. And that's what it is Now everybody dance. #
"That's what we do, right? Dance?"
"That's all we've ever done."
Buffy hesitated for a moment, worrying about the others seeing. Then she decided, so what? The rest'll find out soon enough anyway. And Dawn'll always be annoying, whatever. With one quick movement, she leaned up, and crushed her lips against his in a midnumbing kiss, leaving Xander to watch from across the room with disbelief.
A/N: Please review! Thanks.
