Bad Angels
A/N: Hey. Wow thanks so much for all the reviews! Keep them coming please!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Rating: Pg13 for now...
Summary: Buffy Summers- a fresh upcoming model in the business is hired to do an intimate photo-shoot with Spike Johnson, the hottest thing in music. They will be King and Queen of the year...but does hatred and desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
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Buffy knew she couldn't run into Spike this morning. She might just have put a fist through his face if she did. She still couldn't believe he was Spike Johnson! He lied to her for his own sick pleasure! Making her squirm and worry who it would be when all the time he probably knew who she was. She divised a plan to ignore him and not let his comments get to her, but he always seems to find a way to get to her. She would just avoid him whenever they weren't on camera. She didn't have time to think anymore when she walked into the bustling room where everyone was running about. She spotted Cordelia and decided to talk to her.
" Morning Cordelia." Buffy greeted her .
" Oh, morning Buffy. I really hate early wake up calls. What was Xander thinking?! 5:00! But its just as well, theres a lot to be done." Cordelia said taking a deep breath of air.
" Like what?" Buffy asked still new to the whole photo-shoot thing. She usually just does a few pictures, and run-ways.
" Well for one thing, you need to get into make-up and wardrobe. I already picked your fabulous outfit. Its hanging up in your dressing room. Spike is already getting dressed. And they need to move in the furniture for today's shots." Cordelia informed her.
" Oh great, thanks. What is todays shots?" Buffy asked wondering, hoping she wouldn't be close to Spike. That close anyway.
" Your absolutely going to gush! Okay their bringing you into the white room. In the middle of the white carpet, there putting a black leather couch, and your going to be wearing all white. And their going to edit the shots so in black letters, the caption will say 'Bad Angels'! These shots will be in Cosmo!" Cordelia said almost screaming.
" That sounds awesome! Wait,so let me get this straight....if were on a couch-" Buffy said biting her lip. She didn't even have to finish her sentence, Cordy knew where she was going.
" Their will be various shots of you two. Like for instance, you will be laying down on the couch and Spike will be crawling over you exotically, and vise-versa. I am so jealous! You get to touch Spike, have him on you! You on him! He is such a babe!" Cordelia said day dreaming. Buffy rolled her eyes.
" Yeah, I'm really lucky. Listen, I beter get dressed. Talk to you later!" Buffy said rushing off before she mentioned another thing about Spike. She was far from lucky!
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Buffy came out of her dressing room twenty minutes later looking gorgeous. She had on a long white flowy, ridgy dress that exposed her legs, and one arm strap.Her hair was curled, and gave it the light bounce to match her dark eye make-up. Her skin shimered with glitter.
She gasped as she saw Spike walk out of his dressing room. He had black tight jeans on, with his bleached blonde hair spiked in all different directions, and his chest exposed glimmering. His blue eyes were definetely brought out by his hair. She quickly realized she was staring too much when he saw her, and gave her a wink, and walked away.
'Great Buffy! Stare at him so he thinks your a bigger freak! Hold up, was that a good wink? Just keep to your plan Buffy! Avoid and ignore him! AVOID AND IGNORE!' Her brain screamed at her but she couldn't help but watch him walk away.
'Don't look at her Spike! Man, but she looks beautiful! Hell, she is beautiful! Don't look at her Spike, DON'T LOOK!' Spike's brain screamed at him, but he couldn't help but turn around to look at her one more time.
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" Alright, you guys are all dressed and ready! Perfect, you look perfect! Now walk with me and Anya to the white room." Xander said as him and Spike walkd off to the room, with Buffy an Anya trailing behind.
When they got in the room Buffy noticed it was completely white. White walls, white carpet, and one black leather couch set in the middle. In the front of the couch a few feet were cameras, and all the equipment.
"Okay now, Anya help them set up on the couch while we prepare the camera." Xander said trailing off with the crew behind him. Buffy groaned and followed Spike and Anya to the couch.
" First shot, Buffy lay down with your arm hanging over the side. Thats it, rest your head up on the arm rest. Yeah, turn it a bit. Perfect! Now, Spike crawl on top of her slightly.Thats it...trap her, and lean your head in a bit." Anya instructed. "Great now hold that!" Anya said walking off into the shadow.
As soon as she felt Spike crawl on top of her she began to blush and get nervous. She was praying it would be over soon, but secretly hoping it wouldn't. He had the smoothest skin, and his arms were slowly coming down on hers. His eyes locked with hers as the air around Buffy seemed to be getting limited. Her breathing had definetley increased, yup increasing. She thought Spike's was too, or maybe it was just her taking all the air.
They could hear shots being fired and voices starting to arise.
"Spike lean in your head a little more!" Anya shouted watching and instructing from a corner.
Spike did just that and leaned in farther to her face, inches away from it. Their eyes never left eachothers however. Spike began to move up and more of his body was on her as she could feel the heat of it all. She had to hold back a moan from his ministrations on her body ,when she heard his voice.
" Like that luv?" He said smirking moving his body more. 'Oh my gosh! That smartass!' Buffy thought as she kicked her legs into his stomach, sending him tumbling to the floor in pain, and cursing under his breath.
" Pervert!" She yelled jumping up from her spot as he stumbled to his feet holding his gut.
" Bloody hell! What was that for you stupid bint?!" Spike yelled at her angry.
" What?! Your in America buddy speak the language!" Buffy yelled furious.
" I can't speak 'airhead', deal with it!" Spike shouted inching up closer to her.
" Are you calling me an airhead?!" Buffy screamed.
" I believe the term is-if the shoe fits!" Spike spat.
" Good idea, my shoe will fit up your ass!" Buffy yelled hastily.
" Oh please Malibu barbie!" Spike screamed as people rushed over to them.
" Well this doll came with two fists, let me introduce them to your face!" Buffy yelled taking a swing at him, but he ducked.
" You know, I never actually hit a chick before...." Spike said dangerously.
" Woah! Spike! Buffy! Please! Calm down!" Xander shouted jumping in between the two. Xander holding Spike back, as Anya held back Buffy.
" Buffy come on!" Anya said tightening her grip.
" I'm fine. Just keep the asshole away from me!" Buffy yelled turning her back on him.
" Uh...Buffy, thats kind of impossible since you two are doing the whole shoot thing." Anya reminded her.
" Right well...right then." Buffy said, realizing her last comment was a stupid one.
" Are you two cool?" Xander asked releasing his grasp on Spike.
" Peachy." Spike muttered under his breath.
" Okay, take 5 everyone and we'll meet and do the last of these shots." Xander said walking off with Anya. Buffy gave Spike a dirty look as she turned her back and walked away to go find water.
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'Alright Buffy, just ignore him. Do the photos so you can get the hell away from here for today, and away from him! You don't need to get fired on your first real day of work!' Buffy thought as she entered back in the room.
" Okay take your positions! Anya-help them." Xander said as Anya, yet again, walked them over to the couch and helped them set up.
" Alright. Lets try this one. Buffy lay down on the couch like before, but Spike will be behind the couch draping his arms over it and caressing your hair. Yes, like that. Good. Now please don't fight." Anya whispered as she took her place in the dark corner again.
Spike sat behind the couch, as Buffy was laying on it. He kneed down and she could feel his arms being slid down the front of the couch, near her hair. His touch was so warm and right feeling. Even though Buffy would never admit it.
Buffy was avoiding eye contact with him as she turned her head towards the camera.
"Buffy! Turn your head!" Anya yelled sternly. Buffy did just that and turned her head. His eyes were on her as his hands traced her arms sending sensation downward.
'Get a grip Buffy! You hate this guy! He's evil, and rude, and annoying, and...and..I love his touch...and..and..where was I going with this? Oh, yes! Bad Buffy!' Buffy thought but got lost in other thoughts.
" Buffy lean in farther!" Xander yelled interrupting them. Buffy moaned slightly to herself.
She moved her head up to his a little further than intended. More and more shots were being fired as she did so.
'Almost over Buffy, almost over. Just a few more minutes.' She said holding her head up next to his.
She could suddenly feel his hands being slipped around her waist tenderly. His hands were so warm and gentle, caressing her skin and back. She shifted a tad more so his hands could go up farther on her back. Just as he was moving up little voices were exploding in her head.
'What are you doing? You hate him! He hates you! Punch him, kick him, say something, do...anything!' Although her voices told her to do that, she didn't move a muscle. She just enjoyed being near him and shooed all other thoughts away. Besides, she could just say it was a better position for the camera.
"Alright! Thats a wrap for today! Good job everyone!" Xander shouted as Buffy jumped up from her position and headed out of the room.
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When Buffy arrived home she thought she might take a long, hot bath to wash away everything, and sooth her. She loved taking baths, it always seemed to cheer her up. Especially since the hotel left her exquisit aroma candles, designer shampoos, and creamy conditioners. And soaps that were rich and fruit scented. She headed towards her bathroom but then heard her phone ring.
"Hello?" Buffy said over the phone wearily.
" Buffy! Hey! Its Willow." Her best friend said cheerily.
"Hey Wills! How are you?" Buffy asked glad to hear from her.
" I'm fine. Everyone wants to know about the shoot. How is it?" Willow asked enthusiastically.
" Oh..uh....its good. I love the clothes, and everyones really nice, and the pictures are amazing." Buffy said hoping to avoid the subject of Spike....but she knew her friend all to well.
" Awesome! So...what does this 'Spike' look like?" Willow asked her voice getting deeper.
'Oh great Buffy, she wants to know about Spike and you. Yeah tell her the truth. That you think hes gorgeous, ran into eachother, lied, heated up the set and then kicked his ass, oh and don't forget to tell her you hate him one minute, then want him the next!' Buffy thought.
"Oh...hes good. Bleached hair, muscular, English, badboy." Buffy said with interest.
" Total hottie huh?!" Will said jumping with excitement.
"Yeah if your into that." Buffy said rolling her eyes.
" Your not into that? Not even a little?! He sounds like a babe!" Willow said not believing Buffy had no interest in him what so ever.
" Well...I don't know. Its complicated." Buffy droned.
" What is?" Willow asked.
" He is! I mean he is incredibley good looking, but theres a bad part." Buffy said.
" Whats that?" Willow asked confused.
" His personality! He is such a bastard sometimes! Were talking strong language, annoying, smirks, and physical content. Not to mention his attitude." Buffy said shaking her head.
" Physical content? Buffy you didn't!" Willow screamed.
" No I just, you know, kind of...maybe...kicked him in the stomach." Buffy said.
" You didn't!" Willow yelled.
" I did, I really did. But in my defense, he had it coming!" Buffy shouted wincing.
" What did he do to deserve getting kicked?" Willow asked sarcastically.
" Uh....well, he was doing the shoot with me and made a comment." Buffy said realizing he didn't deserve it.
" The comment would be?" Willow asked.
" Well he was pretending I liked him on me...." Buffy said smacking her forehead.
" Well did you?" Will joked.
" Willow! Okay I understand, he didn't deserve that. I'll say sorry." Buffy moaned.
" Good you see my point. Now Buffy, you have to be serious about this! You can't get fired and have a bad reputation! Behave!" Willow reminded her.
" I know, I know. I have to go, bye. Talk to you later." Buffy said hanging up the phone.
Buffy walked over and entered her bathroom. She got undressed and stepped into the tub. She lit a vanilla aroma candle and just as she was about to soak she heard banging at her door.
" What the hell?!" Buffy yelled as she jumped out and wrapped a towel around her and headed towards the door.
" May I help you?!" Buffy yelled as she swung open the door to reveal a blonde man. "Spike?!!" Buffy yelled in shock.
" Ello' goldilocks. Nice.....towel." Spike said dropping his eyes on her.
" I'm up here! And I was taking a bath. What the hell do you want?" Buffy yelled furious with his behavior.
" Right. I came back from downstairs and figure'd I'd tell you that we have to meet at 6 tomorrow at the S&P. You kind of ran out too fast for anyone to tell you." Spike said leaning against her doorpost.
" I wonder why that is! Hmm...lets think...oh wait, you!" Buffy said.
" What do you bloody mean me?! If you weren't so stuck up, selfish, and a bint, none of this would of happened!" Spike yelled back defensively.
" Me?! Ha! How dare you say that! You don't even know me! And if you weren't such an annoying, self-centered, bleached jackass then none of this would of happened!" Buffy shouted.
" Fine you know what, its obvious I shouldn't of come here! I should of let you be late, and get fired. Its clear we can't get along, even though I'm trying." Spike said sneering and turning away from her.
" Wait!" Buffy said as she watched him walk away into his room.
It was too late, he was already in.' Wonderful Buffy! Your hot co-star was trying to act civil to you and get along and what do you do?! Get into another fight and insult him...even though I should have been apologizing for earlier. Uh...I hate this!' Buffy said slamming her door and returning to her bath.
Something made her stop in her tracks. 'Hold on! S&P is a spa and pool place! Were doing our shots there? Oh,perfect! In a pool, wet,alone, with Spike! Just perfect!' Buffys head screamed at her.
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TBC.....
A/N: Please review!
A/N: Hey. Wow thanks so much for all the reviews! Keep them coming please!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Rating: Pg13 for now...
Summary: Buffy Summers- a fresh upcoming model in the business is hired to do an intimate photo-shoot with Spike Johnson, the hottest thing in music. They will be King and Queen of the year...but does hatred and desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S
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Buffy knew she couldn't run into Spike this morning. She might just have put a fist through his face if she did. She still couldn't believe he was Spike Johnson! He lied to her for his own sick pleasure! Making her squirm and worry who it would be when all the time he probably knew who she was. She divised a plan to ignore him and not let his comments get to her, but he always seems to find a way to get to her. She would just avoid him whenever they weren't on camera. She didn't have time to think anymore when she walked into the bustling room where everyone was running about. She spotted Cordelia and decided to talk to her.
" Morning Cordelia." Buffy greeted her .
" Oh, morning Buffy. I really hate early wake up calls. What was Xander thinking?! 5:00! But its just as well, theres a lot to be done." Cordelia said taking a deep breath of air.
" Like what?" Buffy asked still new to the whole photo-shoot thing. She usually just does a few pictures, and run-ways.
" Well for one thing, you need to get into make-up and wardrobe. I already picked your fabulous outfit. Its hanging up in your dressing room. Spike is already getting dressed. And they need to move in the furniture for today's shots." Cordelia informed her.
" Oh great, thanks. What is todays shots?" Buffy asked wondering, hoping she wouldn't be close to Spike. That close anyway.
" Your absolutely going to gush! Okay their bringing you into the white room. In the middle of the white carpet, there putting a black leather couch, and your going to be wearing all white. And their going to edit the shots so in black letters, the caption will say 'Bad Angels'! These shots will be in Cosmo!" Cordelia said almost screaming.
" That sounds awesome! Wait,so let me get this straight....if were on a couch-" Buffy said biting her lip. She didn't even have to finish her sentence, Cordy knew where she was going.
" Their will be various shots of you two. Like for instance, you will be laying down on the couch and Spike will be crawling over you exotically, and vise-versa. I am so jealous! You get to touch Spike, have him on you! You on him! He is such a babe!" Cordelia said day dreaming. Buffy rolled her eyes.
" Yeah, I'm really lucky. Listen, I beter get dressed. Talk to you later!" Buffy said rushing off before she mentioned another thing about Spike. She was far from lucky!
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Buffy came out of her dressing room twenty minutes later looking gorgeous. She had on a long white flowy, ridgy dress that exposed her legs, and one arm strap.Her hair was curled, and gave it the light bounce to match her dark eye make-up. Her skin shimered with glitter.
She gasped as she saw Spike walk out of his dressing room. He had black tight jeans on, with his bleached blonde hair spiked in all different directions, and his chest exposed glimmering. His blue eyes were definetely brought out by his hair. She quickly realized she was staring too much when he saw her, and gave her a wink, and walked away.
'Great Buffy! Stare at him so he thinks your a bigger freak! Hold up, was that a good wink? Just keep to your plan Buffy! Avoid and ignore him! AVOID AND IGNORE!' Her brain screamed at her but she couldn't help but watch him walk away.
'Don't look at her Spike! Man, but she looks beautiful! Hell, she is beautiful! Don't look at her Spike, DON'T LOOK!' Spike's brain screamed at him, but he couldn't help but turn around to look at her one more time.
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" Alright, you guys are all dressed and ready! Perfect, you look perfect! Now walk with me and Anya to the white room." Xander said as him and Spike walkd off to the room, with Buffy an Anya trailing behind.
When they got in the room Buffy noticed it was completely white. White walls, white carpet, and one black leather couch set in the middle. In the front of the couch a few feet were cameras, and all the equipment.
"Okay now, Anya help them set up on the couch while we prepare the camera." Xander said trailing off with the crew behind him. Buffy groaned and followed Spike and Anya to the couch.
" First shot, Buffy lay down with your arm hanging over the side. Thats it, rest your head up on the arm rest. Yeah, turn it a bit. Perfect! Now, Spike crawl on top of her slightly.Thats it...trap her, and lean your head in a bit." Anya instructed. "Great now hold that!" Anya said walking off into the shadow.
As soon as she felt Spike crawl on top of her she began to blush and get nervous. She was praying it would be over soon, but secretly hoping it wouldn't. He had the smoothest skin, and his arms were slowly coming down on hers. His eyes locked with hers as the air around Buffy seemed to be getting limited. Her breathing had definetley increased, yup increasing. She thought Spike's was too, or maybe it was just her taking all the air.
They could hear shots being fired and voices starting to arise.
"Spike lean in your head a little more!" Anya shouted watching and instructing from a corner.
Spike did just that and leaned in farther to her face, inches away from it. Their eyes never left eachothers however. Spike began to move up and more of his body was on her as she could feel the heat of it all. She had to hold back a moan from his ministrations on her body ,when she heard his voice.
" Like that luv?" He said smirking moving his body more. 'Oh my gosh! That smartass!' Buffy thought as she kicked her legs into his stomach, sending him tumbling to the floor in pain, and cursing under his breath.
" Pervert!" She yelled jumping up from her spot as he stumbled to his feet holding his gut.
" Bloody hell! What was that for you stupid bint?!" Spike yelled at her angry.
" What?! Your in America buddy speak the language!" Buffy yelled furious.
" I can't speak 'airhead', deal with it!" Spike shouted inching up closer to her.
" Are you calling me an airhead?!" Buffy screamed.
" I believe the term is-if the shoe fits!" Spike spat.
" Good idea, my shoe will fit up your ass!" Buffy yelled hastily.
" Oh please Malibu barbie!" Spike screamed as people rushed over to them.
" Well this doll came with two fists, let me introduce them to your face!" Buffy yelled taking a swing at him, but he ducked.
" You know, I never actually hit a chick before...." Spike said dangerously.
" Woah! Spike! Buffy! Please! Calm down!" Xander shouted jumping in between the two. Xander holding Spike back, as Anya held back Buffy.
" Buffy come on!" Anya said tightening her grip.
" I'm fine. Just keep the asshole away from me!" Buffy yelled turning her back on him.
" Uh...Buffy, thats kind of impossible since you two are doing the whole shoot thing." Anya reminded her.
" Right well...right then." Buffy said, realizing her last comment was a stupid one.
" Are you two cool?" Xander asked releasing his grasp on Spike.
" Peachy." Spike muttered under his breath.
" Okay, take 5 everyone and we'll meet and do the last of these shots." Xander said walking off with Anya. Buffy gave Spike a dirty look as she turned her back and walked away to go find water.
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'Alright Buffy, just ignore him. Do the photos so you can get the hell away from here for today, and away from him! You don't need to get fired on your first real day of work!' Buffy thought as she entered back in the room.
" Okay take your positions! Anya-help them." Xander said as Anya, yet again, walked them over to the couch and helped them set up.
" Alright. Lets try this one. Buffy lay down on the couch like before, but Spike will be behind the couch draping his arms over it and caressing your hair. Yes, like that. Good. Now please don't fight." Anya whispered as she took her place in the dark corner again.
Spike sat behind the couch, as Buffy was laying on it. He kneed down and she could feel his arms being slid down the front of the couch, near her hair. His touch was so warm and right feeling. Even though Buffy would never admit it.
Buffy was avoiding eye contact with him as she turned her head towards the camera.
"Buffy! Turn your head!" Anya yelled sternly. Buffy did just that and turned her head. His eyes were on her as his hands traced her arms sending sensation downward.
'Get a grip Buffy! You hate this guy! He's evil, and rude, and annoying, and...and..I love his touch...and..and..where was I going with this? Oh, yes! Bad Buffy!' Buffy thought but got lost in other thoughts.
" Buffy lean in farther!" Xander yelled interrupting them. Buffy moaned slightly to herself.
She moved her head up to his a little further than intended. More and more shots were being fired as she did so.
'Almost over Buffy, almost over. Just a few more minutes.' She said holding her head up next to his.
She could suddenly feel his hands being slipped around her waist tenderly. His hands were so warm and gentle, caressing her skin and back. She shifted a tad more so his hands could go up farther on her back. Just as he was moving up little voices were exploding in her head.
'What are you doing? You hate him! He hates you! Punch him, kick him, say something, do...anything!' Although her voices told her to do that, she didn't move a muscle. She just enjoyed being near him and shooed all other thoughts away. Besides, she could just say it was a better position for the camera.
"Alright! Thats a wrap for today! Good job everyone!" Xander shouted as Buffy jumped up from her position and headed out of the room.
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When Buffy arrived home she thought she might take a long, hot bath to wash away everything, and sooth her. She loved taking baths, it always seemed to cheer her up. Especially since the hotel left her exquisit aroma candles, designer shampoos, and creamy conditioners. And soaps that were rich and fruit scented. She headed towards her bathroom but then heard her phone ring.
"Hello?" Buffy said over the phone wearily.
" Buffy! Hey! Its Willow." Her best friend said cheerily.
"Hey Wills! How are you?" Buffy asked glad to hear from her.
" I'm fine. Everyone wants to know about the shoot. How is it?" Willow asked enthusiastically.
" Oh..uh....its good. I love the clothes, and everyones really nice, and the pictures are amazing." Buffy said hoping to avoid the subject of Spike....but she knew her friend all to well.
" Awesome! So...what does this 'Spike' look like?" Willow asked her voice getting deeper.
'Oh great Buffy, she wants to know about Spike and you. Yeah tell her the truth. That you think hes gorgeous, ran into eachother, lied, heated up the set and then kicked his ass, oh and don't forget to tell her you hate him one minute, then want him the next!' Buffy thought.
"Oh...hes good. Bleached hair, muscular, English, badboy." Buffy said with interest.
" Total hottie huh?!" Will said jumping with excitement.
"Yeah if your into that." Buffy said rolling her eyes.
" Your not into that? Not even a little?! He sounds like a babe!" Willow said not believing Buffy had no interest in him what so ever.
" Well...I don't know. Its complicated." Buffy droned.
" What is?" Willow asked.
" He is! I mean he is incredibley good looking, but theres a bad part." Buffy said.
" Whats that?" Willow asked confused.
" His personality! He is such a bastard sometimes! Were talking strong language, annoying, smirks, and physical content. Not to mention his attitude." Buffy said shaking her head.
" Physical content? Buffy you didn't!" Willow screamed.
" No I just, you know, kind of...maybe...kicked him in the stomach." Buffy said.
" You didn't!" Willow yelled.
" I did, I really did. But in my defense, he had it coming!" Buffy shouted wincing.
" What did he do to deserve getting kicked?" Willow asked sarcastically.
" Uh....well, he was doing the shoot with me and made a comment." Buffy said realizing he didn't deserve it.
" The comment would be?" Willow asked.
" Well he was pretending I liked him on me...." Buffy said smacking her forehead.
" Well did you?" Will joked.
" Willow! Okay I understand, he didn't deserve that. I'll say sorry." Buffy moaned.
" Good you see my point. Now Buffy, you have to be serious about this! You can't get fired and have a bad reputation! Behave!" Willow reminded her.
" I know, I know. I have to go, bye. Talk to you later." Buffy said hanging up the phone.
Buffy walked over and entered her bathroom. She got undressed and stepped into the tub. She lit a vanilla aroma candle and just as she was about to soak she heard banging at her door.
" What the hell?!" Buffy yelled as she jumped out and wrapped a towel around her and headed towards the door.
" May I help you?!" Buffy yelled as she swung open the door to reveal a blonde man. "Spike?!!" Buffy yelled in shock.
" Ello' goldilocks. Nice.....towel." Spike said dropping his eyes on her.
" I'm up here! And I was taking a bath. What the hell do you want?" Buffy yelled furious with his behavior.
" Right. I came back from downstairs and figure'd I'd tell you that we have to meet at 6 tomorrow at the S&P. You kind of ran out too fast for anyone to tell you." Spike said leaning against her doorpost.
" I wonder why that is! Hmm...lets think...oh wait, you!" Buffy said.
" What do you bloody mean me?! If you weren't so stuck up, selfish, and a bint, none of this would of happened!" Spike yelled back defensively.
" Me?! Ha! How dare you say that! You don't even know me! And if you weren't such an annoying, self-centered, bleached jackass then none of this would of happened!" Buffy shouted.
" Fine you know what, its obvious I shouldn't of come here! I should of let you be late, and get fired. Its clear we can't get along, even though I'm trying." Spike said sneering and turning away from her.
" Wait!" Buffy said as she watched him walk away into his room.
It was too late, he was already in.' Wonderful Buffy! Your hot co-star was trying to act civil to you and get along and what do you do?! Get into another fight and insult him...even though I should have been apologizing for earlier. Uh...I hate this!' Buffy said slamming her door and returning to her bath.
Something made her stop in her tracks. 'Hold on! S&P is a spa and pool place! Were doing our shots there? Oh,perfect! In a pool, wet,alone, with Spike! Just perfect!' Buffys head screamed at her.
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TBC.....
A/N: Please review!