Foolish Games

By: Saltygoodness

Summary: This story is a new take on the episode 'School Hard'. The parent-teacher night never happened. Spoilers for everything up to the scene in the Bronze. Buffy and Spike never met, and she is currently with Angel.

Pairing: B/S

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: Okay so one day I was at the grocery store doing some shopping, when all of a sudden my cart smashes into someone else's cart and I look up to see who it was I had bumped into and guess who it is? Mr. Whedon, himself. So he feels so bad about making me spill my purse all over the aisle that he offers to give me something to atone for what he did. He tells me that I can have anything I want...So being the devoted Spuffy 'shipper I am I ask for the rights to everything Buffy and Spike, including the show. His eyes widen and he gasps in horror. "Never!" He screams and quickly runs away from me. I was so mad that I decided that night to sneak over to his house and 'borrow' Spike and Buffy for just a little while, but have yet to return them.

(No, seriously, I don't own a thing and my therapist thinks that I should stop telling people this...*shrugs* all well.)

Anyway, on with the Spuffiness...

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Foolish Games

Part Four: St. Vigeous

"So Buffy, what are you planning to do about the St. Vigeous thing? I mean, Giles says that all the vampires' power is at it's highest tonight." Asked Willow, as she and Buffy rounded a corner, walking home from the Bronze.

"I think a quick patrol will do. It's not like there's lot of action happening tonight anyway." She replied glancing around. There hadn't been a single vamp all night, and to tell the truth, she was quite worried. Normally vampires don't go for the hiding out thing; they're usually all jumping for a chance to take out the slayer. Not that it was an easy thing to do.

"Well, I could come with you if you want some company. I know Angel has been MIA for the past couple of nights." Willow suggested, baring her usual Willow grin.

"Sure. I get lonely out here all by my lonesome." Buffy told her smiling back. Buffy didn't care that Angel hadn't been around lately. She wasn't even sure if she was in love with Angel anymore, really. Sure she loved him, but she wasn't in love with him. All she could think about was Spike, and how incredible it felt to be in his arms, kissing him.

They walked in silence, waiting for the first vampire to cross their path so they could have at least one good slay and wrap up the evening early. Maybe Giles was wrong, this didn't look like a night when vamps had full power; it was dreadfully quiet.

Buffy began to drift back to the night before. She had almost given herself to a man. She had almost given herself to Spike. But no, he refused. He had told her it wasn't her that made him stop, but him. But why? She had practically begged for him to undress her, and yet he didn't. Maybe he was just as confused as she was.

She wasn't quite sure, now on the following night, if it was love she felt while in his arms. How could someone she just met capture her heart in so little time? She thought, somewhere deep down inside, that she might have fallen in love with him the moment she saw him, but tried desperately to push it out of her mind. It was love at first sight. She thought.

After thirty minutes of killing only one vampire, Buffy decided to call it a night. She walked Willow home and then started back on her way, thoughts of the sexy blonde stranger invading her mind. The night was quiet and almost dead like. The cool summer breeze blew through her honey blonde hair as she walked in silence.

As she came closer to the cemetery, her super sensitive hearing picked up on hushed whispers coming from a nearby mausoleum. She turned and quickly followed in the direction of the voices. She set a quickening pace as she rounded the corner of the mausoleum, and came face to face with four vampires attacking a young woman. Just my luck. Thought Buffy. She pulled out one of her hidden stakes.

Buffy immediately sprang into action. Taking off full speed toward a vamp, she grabbed him by the back of his collar and tossed him away from the woman. The woman took advantage of this and hurriedly picked herself up and took off running in the other direction, while their newly found 'victim' occupied the other vampires.

Buffy focused her attention on the vampire once more. He had regained his senses and was now standing in front of her. Buffy stood her ground and leapt into the air. Her foot met his face hard and he doubled over backwards as she landed on her feet.

She then focused on the one that was rushing toward her at full speed. Thinking quickly, she grabbed his arm as he lunged for her and used his momentum to swing his heavy body over her shoulder. Then she turned around and dusted him. Another one was on top of her in an instant, taking advantage of the fact that she was on the ground by jumping on top of her small frame.

Buffy struggled under the dark haired vamp, and with little effort at all, reversed their positions, herself on top. She raised her staked and sent it home in one smooth motion. As the vamp exploded into ash from under her, she fell forward from the lack of body holding her up; Her knees hit the ground hard. "Ow!"

She pulled herself to her feet and walked towards the other vampires, narrowing her eyes.

"This is it?" She said to them chuckling. "I just thought it being St Vigeous and all, that you guys would be all bite and no dust."

The two remaining vamps only gnarled at her.

"Well, I guess the night is still young." She said in between laughs. Both vampires lunged towards her at once, easily overpowering her, for she was off guard.

The vamp that landed first got a big surprise: one stake to the heart. He landed in a cloud of dust on her chest. The largest one of the group however, managed to avoid becoming a big pile of dust and kicked the stake out of her hand. She winced as two of her fingers broke.

The vampire realized this and began to laugh at her. "They were weak fools-young and stupid. The real power is in here, little girl." He told her pointing to himself, while binding her hands up above her head with his own. She panicked, eyes shutting tightly. Then he leaned forward, boring his fangs and ready to bite into her flesh. She waited for the inevitable pain that would shout through her neck. Only, it never came.

Just then something jerked the vampire off of her and into a thick tombstone, breaking it with the blow of the vampire's body. The man opened his mouth to speak. "Blood thirsty little bastard, aren't you?" Buffy sat up straight with a start. Although the darkness shadowed his features, she knew who it was. She knew that voice.

The man walked over to where she lay and picked up the stake on the ground beside her. She still didn't catch a glimpse of his face, for the overcast from the two tall trees around them made it difficult.

"Bloody hell!" The voice continued on, as the man walked back over to where the vampire now lay. He picked the vampire up and held him by the collar. "I leave for one night and this town goes to hell" The man's deep blue eyes met with the demon's huge yellows ones.

"Master!" The vampire yelped realizing just who had a hold of him. "Why are you protecting her, sire?"

"That's none of you're bloody business, mate." The man shot back as he jammed the stake into the vampire's chest and he exploded into a cloud of dust and ash. He watched as the dust cleared.

Buffy stood back against the wall of the mausoleum now, her hand clutching her lower back for the pain of being knocked to the ground. She looked up when she noticed the dust in the air. She then walked over in the man's direction. The man who she had not be able to stop thinking about since three nights ago.

Buffy's eyes grew wide in awe when she saw his face. He was hardly recognizable. His eyes glowed gold in the dark night, and the ridges on his forehead cast a shadow on his cheeks. Her eyes moved lower yet, and she saw the fangs. They were longer than any she'd seen before, white and pointed at the tips. She gasped. "Oh God."

Her knees buckled and she fell forward, unable to steady herself from the shock that trembled through her body. But she never made it to the ground, for Spike was at her side in an instant, reaching forward instinctively, he caught her.

She looked up into his fierce gold eyes and lifted a shaky hand to his forehead. Her hand glided along the bumpy ridges and she watched as they slowly melt under the feel of her tender touch.

Spike wasn't aware that he had slipped into his demon face until she had gasped and fell forward. He didn't know what to do. Since last night he had tried to stay away from the slayer, convincing the 'annoying one' to leave him be about killing her. But St. Vigeous had came upon them, and the boy had ordered him out of the factory, with the support of his dark princess, Dru.

Spike finally managed to speak and opened his mouth. "I-I wanted to tell you."

Buffy continued to stare at him in bewilderment. He's a vampire! She thought. I'm in love with yet another vampire.

"Is this it?" She whispered. "This is what you couldn't explain to me?"

"Yes." Spike replied. "I'm sorry. I should have told you. You shouldn't have had to find out like this."

"Why? How?" She fumbled for something to say, anything at all.

"It's a very long story, luv." He tried. "You didn't know what I was? I thought you slayers could feel us and what all."

"W-we can. I just didn't get that feeling with you." She said honestly.

Spike managed a wary smile.

"Why are you here?" Buffy asked, still dreamily.

"I-I was supposed to kill you tonight." He told her honestly. He figured why lie to her anymore than he already had. He knew this was the end. He would probably never see her again, that was unless she dusted him right here.

Buffy was beside herself. First, he makes her fall for him in three days, then he's a vampire, and now he's here to kill her, what's next?

"And... Are you?" She asked almost fretfully, pulling her hand away from his face.

Spike didn't even have to think about that question. He knew damn well he couldn't kill her, not when he was in love with her. "No."

He bent down and touched his lips to hers tenderly. Buffy responded right away, parting her lips, allowing his tongue to plunder her mouth, and engaging hers in an erotic dance full of passion and love.

Suddenly she pulled away, realizing what she was doing. This is insane! She met with questioning blue eyes, and mumbled to him: "I have to go."

She untangled her body from his, and she stood. Before Spike could try and explain, she was running into the night. He felt like his dead heart was being torn from his chest. The heart that this girl, this slayer, had been able to burrow into and find a comfortable spot to stay.

"What have I done?" He said, the reality of the situation, rushing back to him, and smacking him hard in the face.

A/N: Da, Da, Dum... Buffy finally finds out!! What do you think? It wasn't too angst or anything was it? Please let me know. I'm open for comments and suggestions.

Also thanks bunches for the great reviews and comments. I'm glad you're enjoying this story as much as I am. I hope you'll continue to read. There should be one or two more chapters before it's finished. Chapter five is on its way...