"Long time" Angel said.
"Well, you know, didn't exactly end on the best of terms." Buffy said with venom.
"You two know each other?" Spike questioned breaking up the two's glare-a- thon.
"You could say that" Angel said with a smirk.
"Yeah, if you count two years of dating, then yeah, we know each other" Buffy said with another glare at Angel.
Spike stared at the two while feeling very awkward. This was obviously the reason Buffy didn't want to go to this restaurant. He felt like an idiot, he should have just taken her somewhere else like she wanted, but no, have to be the big, manly man who takes women out to fancy restaurants. That's it; from now on all my dates get McDonald's. Spike's thoughts were interrupted by Angel asking the two a question.
"How long have you two been dating?" Angel questioned, curious when Buffy became able to snag herself a rock star.
"That's none of your business." Buffy stated, while Spike said . . .
"First date"
The two both looked at each other and Spike shrugged at Buffy's glare.
"Hey Spike, do you mind if we leave now, I'm not hungry anymore" Buffy said harshly while looking at Angel.
"Sure" Spike said not really sure what to do, "Can I get the bill?"
"The meal is on the house" Angel said with a cruel smile, "I hope you consider coming back"
"Not likely" Buffy stated as she walked out of the restaurant.
***Spike's Car***
The two both sat uncomfortably in the rickety DeSoto. Buffy stared out the window as Spike stole glances at her. He didn't really know what to do or say.
"So . . ." Spike started.
Buffy broke out of her trance, "Listen I'm really sorry that the dinner was ruined."
"Don't worry, I should have just listened to you when you said you didn't want to go to the restaurant. Just have a case of bloody stupidity that prevented me from doin' so" Spike said brushing it off, but inside feeling slightly disappointed.
"No it's my fault, I ruined the whole evening. God, you must be hungry," Buffy said realizing that she sure as hell was.
"You wanna go get something?" Spike asked cautiously.
"Well since that was about the only nice restaurant in Sunnydale I don't think there's really anywhere we could go." Buffy said matter-of-factly. "Oh, unless you're up for a lotta Espresso?"
"That's okay" Spike chuckled, "I could take you back to my place."
Buffy gave Spike a you-gotta-be-kidding-me look.
"No, no, not to do that" Spike quickly amended, "But I happen to have picked up some culinary skills and could make you something."
Buffy thought for a moment and decided she didn't want to make the night a total bust.
"That sounds nice" she said with a smile.
"Good" Spike grinned back at her.
"So, whatcha gonna make me?" Buffy asked.
"Oh" Spike said with his brow furrowed, "I didn't think of that part, we don't really have any food. Do you mind if we stop at the grocery store?"
"That's fine" Buffy said looking at her watch, "But you have exactly twenty- five minutes till closing time and it takes fifteen minutes to get there from where we are"
With that Spike pushed down on the accelerator and they were off.
***Grocery Store***
Thanks to Spike's speedy driving the pair had exactly sixteen minutes to get all the supplies they needed for tonight's dinner.
"So what are we making tonight at Casa de Spike" Buffy said finally putting her high school level Spanish skills to use.
"I was thinking pasta, and something . . .chocolate for dessert" Spike grinned.
"You know the way to a woman's heart" Buffy said with a smile and then blushed and looked down at her feet. Spike liked that he made her nervous, that meant he was doing something right.
The two spent the next fourteen minutes going through the aisles picking up things such as noodles, sauce, tomatoes, raspberries, strawberries, chocolate cake mix, milk, whipped cream, caramel sauce, chocolate sauce, Bailey's, French vanilla ice cream, oranges and cinnamon.
They ran to the cash register as the clerk gave them an evil look for making her wait for them, the last customers in the store. She quickly rang up all the items and the two were off.
***Spike's Apartment***
The two stumbled into the apartment laughing.
"We have to have spent the most money in that store in the shortest amount of time" Buffy said as her laughter died down.
"Wes?" Spike called out as he looked through the rooms and turned back to look at Buffy with a devious grin, "Alone."
"At last" Buffy finished, the two were looking intently into each other's eyes when it became too intense for Buffy, "So I'll be in charge of dessert and you can make the pasta, okay?"
"You sure you can cook luv?" Spike questioned.
"Yes I can cook" Buffy answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Ok" Spike said not entirely believing it.
"I'll have you believe I have made some mean desserts in my time." Buffy said matter-of-factly.
"Never said you didn't" Spike stated with a grin.
"Yeah, well you'll be sorry when you're wrong and in a chocolately heaven." Buffy said and then reevaluating her thoughts, "well I guess if you're in heaven you won't be too sorry, but you know what I mean."
"That I do luv, that I do" Spike said as he brushed past her in the kitchen placing a feather light kiss on her head. Buffy smiled to herself, tonight wasn't as bad as she expected, in fact it was the best date she had ever had.
The two went about cooking their meals, both sneaking occasional glances at the other and then looking away when they caught the other's attention.
Buffy was sitting at the table now as Spike brought over their plates of pasta.
"Dig in" Spike said as he put a napkin on her lap.
"Thank you" Buffy said graciously.
Spike sat down and started to eat her pasta and looked across the table at Buffy. "Aren't you gonna eat yours?" Spike questioned.
"Well, that's the thing" Buffy said nervously, "I don't really like pasta."
Spike looked at her ridiculously "Why didn't you tell me that at the store?"
"Well you seemed so happy about making it and besides I know pastas the only thing you can cook." Buffy stated.
"How would you know that?" Spike asked wonderingly.
"Every female knows that a man can only make pasta, especially one that's on the road all the time."
"Caught me." Spike said bashfully and Buffy chuckled, "Besides the point, you'll like my pasta"
"I don't know." Buffy said nervously, knowing her strong distaste for pasta.
"You can't get out of this one, if I'm trying your dessert, you're trying my dinner" Spike said sternly.
"But mine's good" Buffy whined.
"And mine's not?" Spike questioned innocently.
"Fine" Buffy muttered. She picked up her spoon and gave herself an internal pep talk. She took a noodle with very little sauce and Spike reached across the table and piled the pasta on her fork. She glared hard at him and he gave her an innocent look. Buffy raised the fork and put it in her mouth with a look of utter distaste. That look quickly changed over to confusion, to surprise, to delight. And soon another fork full was being eaten.
"This is really good" Buffy said as she swallowed the food in her mouth.
"Of course it is." Spike said plainly, "I made it"
"But I hate pasta" Buffy said confused.
"But mine has a secret ingredient." Spike stated.
"Which is . . .?" Buffy said egging him on.
"Secret" Spike stated simply giving Buffy a smile.
The rest of dinner went over smoothly and for dessert Buffy pulled Spike's chair next to hers and set the toppings down at the table and each of the two had a glass, bowl and plate.
"You ready?" Buffy asked with a smile.
"As I'll ever be," Spike said with a look of mock bravery.
"Good" Buffy said evilly.
Buffy grabbed the bottle of Bailey's and poured it into one of the glasses and scooped some ice cream into it. Then she took some of the oranges she had cooked earlier and put it into the concoction and topped that with caramel sauce. She looked at Spike's face with a smile, he looked nervous.
"It's just food" Buffy said.
"Says the lady who was afraid of noodles and tomatoes." Spike said with a look.
"Ha ha, yuck it up" Buffy said sarcastically, "You're gonna regret it"
She took the spoon and got an equal share of everything on it and raised it to Spike's mouth, he bravely opened it and she fed the food to him.
He had a look of utter pleasure on his face.
"That is bloody brilliant" Spike said after a minute.
"Ha! I told you!" Buffy said feeling proud of herself.
Before she had a chance to gloat anymore Spike shoved a spoonful of the mix into her mouth. While doing this he got a little caramel on his mouth. After she swallowed Spike licked the caramel off her lip.
The two were soon entangled in a passionate kiss that went on for days, but only a moment. A perfect moment frozen into time, hands roamed over bodies exploring new skin. The pair soon broke apart.
"This is too soon," Buffy said sadly.
"Probably right." Spike said with equal regret in his voice.
He brushed her hair off her shoulder and Buffy's eyes rose and met his. The two were soon again locked in another passionate moment this time they stood up and fell onto the couch laughing.
"You know, sometimes you can't help how soon things happen" Buffy said nervously.
"Sometimes" Spike said carefully.
"This could be sometime," Buffy said looking into his eyes.
"It could" Spike said as he picked Buffy up and carried her into the bedroom where they would spend the rest of the night leaving food filling the kitchen and a bewildered looking Wes.
IMPORTANT: Sorry for the delay! Hope you all enjoyed this chapter; I gave you a little Spuffy loving. So that means you better review or else no more Spuffy lovin' and I think you are all too smart to let that happen. Hope you enjoyed and please, please . . . Be Kind Review
"Well, you know, didn't exactly end on the best of terms." Buffy said with venom.
"You two know each other?" Spike questioned breaking up the two's glare-a- thon.
"You could say that" Angel said with a smirk.
"Yeah, if you count two years of dating, then yeah, we know each other" Buffy said with another glare at Angel.
Spike stared at the two while feeling very awkward. This was obviously the reason Buffy didn't want to go to this restaurant. He felt like an idiot, he should have just taken her somewhere else like she wanted, but no, have to be the big, manly man who takes women out to fancy restaurants. That's it; from now on all my dates get McDonald's. Spike's thoughts were interrupted by Angel asking the two a question.
"How long have you two been dating?" Angel questioned, curious when Buffy became able to snag herself a rock star.
"That's none of your business." Buffy stated, while Spike said . . .
"First date"
The two both looked at each other and Spike shrugged at Buffy's glare.
"Hey Spike, do you mind if we leave now, I'm not hungry anymore" Buffy said harshly while looking at Angel.
"Sure" Spike said not really sure what to do, "Can I get the bill?"
"The meal is on the house" Angel said with a cruel smile, "I hope you consider coming back"
"Not likely" Buffy stated as she walked out of the restaurant.
***Spike's Car***
The two both sat uncomfortably in the rickety DeSoto. Buffy stared out the window as Spike stole glances at her. He didn't really know what to do or say.
"So . . ." Spike started.
Buffy broke out of her trance, "Listen I'm really sorry that the dinner was ruined."
"Don't worry, I should have just listened to you when you said you didn't want to go to the restaurant. Just have a case of bloody stupidity that prevented me from doin' so" Spike said brushing it off, but inside feeling slightly disappointed.
"No it's my fault, I ruined the whole evening. God, you must be hungry," Buffy said realizing that she sure as hell was.
"You wanna go get something?" Spike asked cautiously.
"Well since that was about the only nice restaurant in Sunnydale I don't think there's really anywhere we could go." Buffy said matter-of-factly. "Oh, unless you're up for a lotta Espresso?"
"That's okay" Spike chuckled, "I could take you back to my place."
Buffy gave Spike a you-gotta-be-kidding-me look.
"No, no, not to do that" Spike quickly amended, "But I happen to have picked up some culinary skills and could make you something."
Buffy thought for a moment and decided she didn't want to make the night a total bust.
"That sounds nice" she said with a smile.
"Good" Spike grinned back at her.
"So, whatcha gonna make me?" Buffy asked.
"Oh" Spike said with his brow furrowed, "I didn't think of that part, we don't really have any food. Do you mind if we stop at the grocery store?"
"That's fine" Buffy said looking at her watch, "But you have exactly twenty- five minutes till closing time and it takes fifteen minutes to get there from where we are"
With that Spike pushed down on the accelerator and they were off.
***Grocery Store***
Thanks to Spike's speedy driving the pair had exactly sixteen minutes to get all the supplies they needed for tonight's dinner.
"So what are we making tonight at Casa de Spike" Buffy said finally putting her high school level Spanish skills to use.
"I was thinking pasta, and something . . .chocolate for dessert" Spike grinned.
"You know the way to a woman's heart" Buffy said with a smile and then blushed and looked down at her feet. Spike liked that he made her nervous, that meant he was doing something right.
The two spent the next fourteen minutes going through the aisles picking up things such as noodles, sauce, tomatoes, raspberries, strawberries, chocolate cake mix, milk, whipped cream, caramel sauce, chocolate sauce, Bailey's, French vanilla ice cream, oranges and cinnamon.
They ran to the cash register as the clerk gave them an evil look for making her wait for them, the last customers in the store. She quickly rang up all the items and the two were off.
***Spike's Apartment***
The two stumbled into the apartment laughing.
"We have to have spent the most money in that store in the shortest amount of time" Buffy said as her laughter died down.
"Wes?" Spike called out as he looked through the rooms and turned back to look at Buffy with a devious grin, "Alone."
"At last" Buffy finished, the two were looking intently into each other's eyes when it became too intense for Buffy, "So I'll be in charge of dessert and you can make the pasta, okay?"
"You sure you can cook luv?" Spike questioned.
"Yes I can cook" Buffy answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Ok" Spike said not entirely believing it.
"I'll have you believe I have made some mean desserts in my time." Buffy said matter-of-factly.
"Never said you didn't" Spike stated with a grin.
"Yeah, well you'll be sorry when you're wrong and in a chocolately heaven." Buffy said and then reevaluating her thoughts, "well I guess if you're in heaven you won't be too sorry, but you know what I mean."
"That I do luv, that I do" Spike said as he brushed past her in the kitchen placing a feather light kiss on her head. Buffy smiled to herself, tonight wasn't as bad as she expected, in fact it was the best date she had ever had.
The two went about cooking their meals, both sneaking occasional glances at the other and then looking away when they caught the other's attention.
Buffy was sitting at the table now as Spike brought over their plates of pasta.
"Dig in" Spike said as he put a napkin on her lap.
"Thank you" Buffy said graciously.
Spike sat down and started to eat her pasta and looked across the table at Buffy. "Aren't you gonna eat yours?" Spike questioned.
"Well, that's the thing" Buffy said nervously, "I don't really like pasta."
Spike looked at her ridiculously "Why didn't you tell me that at the store?"
"Well you seemed so happy about making it and besides I know pastas the only thing you can cook." Buffy stated.
"How would you know that?" Spike asked wonderingly.
"Every female knows that a man can only make pasta, especially one that's on the road all the time."
"Caught me." Spike said bashfully and Buffy chuckled, "Besides the point, you'll like my pasta"
"I don't know." Buffy said nervously, knowing her strong distaste for pasta.
"You can't get out of this one, if I'm trying your dessert, you're trying my dinner" Spike said sternly.
"But mine's good" Buffy whined.
"And mine's not?" Spike questioned innocently.
"Fine" Buffy muttered. She picked up her spoon and gave herself an internal pep talk. She took a noodle with very little sauce and Spike reached across the table and piled the pasta on her fork. She glared hard at him and he gave her an innocent look. Buffy raised the fork and put it in her mouth with a look of utter distaste. That look quickly changed over to confusion, to surprise, to delight. And soon another fork full was being eaten.
"This is really good" Buffy said as she swallowed the food in her mouth.
"Of course it is." Spike said plainly, "I made it"
"But I hate pasta" Buffy said confused.
"But mine has a secret ingredient." Spike stated.
"Which is . . .?" Buffy said egging him on.
"Secret" Spike stated simply giving Buffy a smile.
The rest of dinner went over smoothly and for dessert Buffy pulled Spike's chair next to hers and set the toppings down at the table and each of the two had a glass, bowl and plate.
"You ready?" Buffy asked with a smile.
"As I'll ever be," Spike said with a look of mock bravery.
"Good" Buffy said evilly.
Buffy grabbed the bottle of Bailey's and poured it into one of the glasses and scooped some ice cream into it. Then she took some of the oranges she had cooked earlier and put it into the concoction and topped that with caramel sauce. She looked at Spike's face with a smile, he looked nervous.
"It's just food" Buffy said.
"Says the lady who was afraid of noodles and tomatoes." Spike said with a look.
"Ha ha, yuck it up" Buffy said sarcastically, "You're gonna regret it"
She took the spoon and got an equal share of everything on it and raised it to Spike's mouth, he bravely opened it and she fed the food to him.
He had a look of utter pleasure on his face.
"That is bloody brilliant" Spike said after a minute.
"Ha! I told you!" Buffy said feeling proud of herself.
Before she had a chance to gloat anymore Spike shoved a spoonful of the mix into her mouth. While doing this he got a little caramel on his mouth. After she swallowed Spike licked the caramel off her lip.
The two were soon entangled in a passionate kiss that went on for days, but only a moment. A perfect moment frozen into time, hands roamed over bodies exploring new skin. The pair soon broke apart.
"This is too soon," Buffy said sadly.
"Probably right." Spike said with equal regret in his voice.
He brushed her hair off her shoulder and Buffy's eyes rose and met his. The two were soon again locked in another passionate moment this time they stood up and fell onto the couch laughing.
"You know, sometimes you can't help how soon things happen" Buffy said nervously.
"Sometimes" Spike said carefully.
"This could be sometime," Buffy said looking into his eyes.
"It could" Spike said as he picked Buffy up and carried her into the bedroom where they would spend the rest of the night leaving food filling the kitchen and a bewildered looking Wes.
IMPORTANT: Sorry for the delay! Hope you all enjoyed this chapter; I gave you a little Spuffy loving. So that means you better review or else no more Spuffy lovin' and I think you are all too smart to let that happen. Hope you enjoyed and please, please . . . Be Kind Review