To Remember
A/N: Hey. Well heres the next chapter! Hope you like. Thanks for the reviews!!
Disclaimer: If I set my mind to something, I can have anything. I want Spike. I'm having Spike. Theres only one thing in my way.....Joss Whedon.
Rating: Pg13
Summary: Buffy Summers- an 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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"Yes Willow, I'm ready." Buffy droned over the phone. Re-assuring Willow it was going to go smoothly. Now if she could just convince herself that.
"Okay, okay. You and Spike have fun together." Willow mocked from the other end. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Were not going together, Will. We're just...going together." Buffy said, trying to make sense of that.
"Same thing."
" No its not. Were not like a couple or anything." Buffy said as she stopped walking around her apartment when she said that.
'Are we? A couple? Spike and I? Maybe. Smoochies....yes. Talking...yes. Physical...yes. Flirting...yes. Secrets shared....yes. Couple......maybe.'
" If you aren't a couple, or at least like him, why did you spend the last half hour talking about him non-stop?" Willow said irretibley.
" Well....I don't know actually. But I don't-" Buffy said as there was a knock at the door. "Oh shoot, hes here. I got to go. I'll call you later." Buffy said.
" As long as I don't see your faces on the front page, or television, then I'll be good. Bye." Willow said hanging up her phone. Buffy sighed before slamming hers down.
She ran over to her mirror and checked her make up and attire out. A short green dress, black heels, light make up. 'Perfect.' Buffy thought as she grabbed her purse and rushed to the door.
She swung it open and revealed Spike. Only it couldn't of been him because the man infront of her was dressed in a designer black suit. Very clean and tidy, and essentuated his figure perfectly. Her eyes traveled up his body and saw something in his hand.
" For you, m' lady." He said, holding out a single stem red rose. She smiled and took it graciously, ushering him inside.
" Thank you kind sir." Buffy said as Spike walked in.
'Alright man, you got this. Suit, red rose, gift. Just give her it, and breeze through the evening.' Spike thought as he stood by the doorway as she just looked at him.
" Whats with the suit?" She asked as she came up, and fixed his collar on it.
'Damn! I should of fixed the collar beforehand. No problem, just play it cool.' Spike thought as she went to put the rose in a vase of water.
" Well I was told it was the impeccable of fashion and design. At least thats what the bloody lady behind the counter said." Spike smirked as she rolled her eyes. "Why? Don't like it,pet?"
" No, I like it. Just can't have you looking better than me is all." Buffy mocked as she moved to the mirror to fix her make up.
" Never." Spike said with a sweet smile.
'Yeah! Perfect. Bloody hell, I'm turning into such a nancy boy.' Spike shook his head at his inner thoughts.
" Just wanted to look nice for your big day is all." Spike added dryly.
" Don't even start. I'm already a bundle of nerves as it is. I mean, I had no idea it was going to be this big! Reporters, and photographers, and the head of the business is coming! Gina Esquelle! If I screw up...I can kiss my career goodbye. And I need that opening spot." Buffy said.
'Alright. Here's your chance....' Spike thought as he moved up to Buffy and spun her around.
" Don't worry,luv. You'll sweep them off their feet. You have a habit of doing that to people." Spike lifted her chin and gave her a small kiss on the lips, and stepping back a few steps to pull something out of his pocket.
" Whats this?" Buffy asked as he handed her the black box.
" An elephant. Only one way to find out,luv. Open it." He said as she gave him a questioning look and opened the box.
She gasped as she pulled the necklace out of it. It was gold, and written in scriptive lettering had the word 'Goldilocks.' She smiled as he moved to fasten it on her neck.
"Wow. Its...gorgeous! Thank you." Buffy said as she awed over the present.
No one ever gave her a present. Well, a present like this anyway. It was a wonderful feeling.
" Good luck charm for tonight." Spike said with a seductive smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
" Which part of tonight? The show or afterwards?" Buffy asked as he considered this for a moment.
" Both." He said as he crushed his lips onto hers.
Okay she was expecting it to be a fiery, full of passion, earth shaking, world shattering, mind blowing kiss that she usually had with Spike. But it wasn't. It was small and tasteful, and filled with....love? No, no. It couldn't be. Something else. Something she couldn't define at the moment as it began to consume her with pleasure.
She pulled away from him, before walking towards the door.
" Come on. Save that for later." She said before walking out, having him trailing behind her.
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"Uh....luv?" Spike asked as the limo came to a halt infront of a building. Flashes of cameras were already shooting away, waiting for the stars to step out and see them, and who they were with. Ask questions, interview, take pictures. And then it dawned on Buffy.
"Shit! What will we tell them?" Buffy thought out loud. Spike look as confused as her.
" Well.....um...er.... we could tell them were good friends who happened to make hot, steamy sex last night?" Spike mocked as she hit him hard on the arm. "Kidding." He added.
" Want to die, and spend all night in your room alone, then go ahead and tell them that."Buffy said smiling innocently. Spike faked to contemplate that statement.
" Good point. Alright, good friends it is. Come on." Spike said as the driver opened the door, and they were immediately blinded by camera lights. Spike slid out of the car, and held out his hand as Buffy accepted it, and was pulled out of the car.
They both plastered on their 'smiles' and started walking down the way, with Spike's arm around her waist. They would wave and pose for pictures every now and again. And then a dreadful interview.
" Miss Summers! Mr Johnson! Over here!" A lady shouted as Buffy and Spike made their way to her.
"Hello." Buffy and Spike greeted her with a smile.
" Is it true you came here together?" The lady asked instantly.
" Yes, we came here together." Buffy confirmed.
" So you two are dating?" She asked.
" No." Buffy said.
" Were good friends." Spike supported her.
" Interesting." The lady said. "Well then, why did you select Mr. Johnson to be your escort for tonight?" The woman asked Buffy. Buffy hesitated with shock from the out of blue question.
Why had she? Really?
" Why the hesitation, Miss Summers? Did you or did you not ask Mr. Johnson to be your escort?" The lady questioned with more persistance.
" Yes I did but-" Buffy began, only to be interrupted again.
" So you are having an affair with him?" Another woman asked.
" The rumours are true?"A man reporter asked.
"I-" Buffy tried again.
" Have you gotten intimate with him during the time of the shoot?" The second woman asked.
" No we-"
" How is that coming along by the way? Any problems?" The man asked.
" Listen we can't-" Spike said.
" Did you agree to be her escort, Mr. Johnson? Or did your manager opt you to?" The first lady asked.
" Did you ask her? Or she to you?"
" Do you find her attractive?"
" Are you going to any after parties? If so, where?"
" We have to get going." Buffy said as she tugged Spike's arm inside.
Buffy and Spike shared an alike sigh to have gotten away from the vulters.
"That was bloody horrible! Like feeding time at the bleeding zoo grounds!" Spike whispered to Buffy, who nodded in agreement.
They walked further in, stopping to talk with models and designers who would be appearing tonight. Just socializing with the common whats- her- name and so-and-so. Buffy's head still spinning from the lights in her eyes, contrasted with all the questions.
Suddenly Buffy tensed, and her throat ran dry as Gina Esquelle approached them.
"Speaking of beasts." Buffy whispered in Spike's ears as he chuckled. "Gina! How nice to see you!" Buffy said turning on her routine.
" Buffy! Lovely to see you again." Gina said, glancing at Spike. "Well, Mr. Johnson. I don't believe we ever met before. Are you and Buffy here together?" The woman asked shaking his hand.
" Yes we are, and I'm very pleased to meet you." Spike said, getting an approving glance from Buffy.
" Pleasures all mine, I'm sure. I hope you'll enjoy the show. We have the best models around, it should be a treat." Gina said smiling.
" I bet it will. Can't wait." Spike said as Buffy shook her head violently. "I mean...I'm sure it will be quite a show. Not that I like to watch the models." Spike amended as the woman grew a confused expression. "Not that they aren't good, I meant that I will watch them...." Spike tried recieving a glare from Buffy. "But not like, watch them? I'm here with Buffy. Er, not that were here together. Well we are....but-" Spike gave up trying as Buffy smacked her hand on her forehead.
" Right..... okay then. Buffy, you'll need to be getting into make up in a few minutes." Gina said uncomfortabley.
" I will." Buffy said with a wave and nod.
" Yes, then good. Spike it was.....er, interesting to meet you." Gina said as she headed off. Spike slumped and sighed, before turning to Buffy who had her arms crossed over her chest angrily.
" Not your best conversation, Spikey." Buffy mocked swatting him on the arm.
" That ladies a bloody uptight bi-" Spike growled as Buffy saw the figure walking up to him, and made motions with her hand over her throat to end it, and she shook her head rapidly. "What? She is a bloody uptight bint." Spike growled as a voice came from right behind him.
" Mr. Johnson....." Gina said offended. Spike immediately stiffened at her voice, shutting his eyes tightly embarassed in frustration.
" Uh...." Spike said turning to face the woman again. Buffy stepped up.
" No, no! Uh...he meant another lady. Who was not you....because, er.....um.... he.....oh boy." Buffy trailed off trying to make an excuse for his actions.
" Well, nevermind that." The lady scolded. "Just came to tell you that we are seating people now, so if you would follow this uptight 'bint'....I'll show you to your seat." The woman spat wickedly as Spike nodded sheepishly and followed her out.
Turning to face a flushed Buffy, mouthing a 'sorry', before walking into the doors to be seated.
Buffy shook her head and ran to the back room, to get dressed and situated for the runway.
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Buffy peered from out of the curtain at all the people sitting in the audience, around the stage. There was a lot. Hundreds of people. A lump formed in her throat, and she tried to swallow it down hardly. She glanced around to try and find Spike. She spotted his white hair and watched him.
He seemed happy. Happy for what?......
Then the thought entered Buffy's mind again. Happy for her? Or about the other thousand women walking around?
'No time for this!' Buffy thought as she heard voices behind her. She spun around and saw her two competing models. Courtney and Tiffany. The two blonde bimbos Buffy secretly hated.
" Buffy, darling, hello." Tiffany said as her and Buffy did the cheek to cheek kiss.
" Tiff how are you?" Buffy forced to ask politely. The blonde giggled.
" Well, if tonight goes smoothly, I'll be gaining that opening position in this falls Esquelle runway show." Tiffany laughed along with Courtney, who forced a rude smile.
" Oh well.....thats what I was hoping to get." Buffy said, her voice shaky and angry.
" We know." Courtney said. Buffy shook her head.
" Well, honey, looks like you got some competition." Tiffany said.
" Oh Tiff, Court, when I consider you two competition....well I won't." Buffy said, smiling a devilish smile.
" Don't be too confident." Courtney said, moving her hands on her hips.
" Anyway, who's your escort, dear?" Tiffany asked.
" Oh....um..." Buffy said, biting her lower lip nervously.
" You didn't come alone again like last time, did you?" Courtney drew a bitter laughter. Buffy stood straighter.
" Of course I didn't. I came with..." Buffy said feeling a churning in her stomach. Just then, she saw Spike walking up to her grinning. When he reached her, she grabbed his jacket collar and pulled him down hard to kiss her fiercely. Which he obliged, bringing passion to it all.
The two women beside them, stood opened mouthed and watching. Buffy pulled away breathless and gasping, turning back to the pair.
" Spike. I don't believe you know him." Buffy said with fake dismissiveness.
" Oh my gosh! Your...your...him!" Tiffany said, pointing at him in awe.
" Spike Johnson! The lead singer of Scream in Silence!" Courtney gaped. Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck, as he got the hint and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her neck.
" Yeah. Hes my escort." Buffy said, smiling wickedly.
" You....you came with him?" The two women asked huffily.
" Yup. Where are your dates?" Buffy said as Spike disentangled himself from her, looking at them.
" I'm here with Riley." Tiffany said with a smile.
" I'm here with Angel.....you remember him, don't you Buffy?" Courtney asked bitterly. Buffy frowned, her face with no emotion.
" Angel? That bloody ex-peaches of yours?" Spike asked Buffy. She didn't respond.
" Why, yes. Didn't Buffy tell you? It must of been heartbreaking, but I can understand why she didn't tell you." Courtney said, gaining back her game.
" Poor thing." Tiffany huffed.
" Knowing her honey bear left her for me. But it must of been especially hard, since we have been competing for things ever since the first pageant we ran together. And I believe...I won that." Courtney said devilishly, recalling the memory.
" Buffy has always been known to take the back seat to us." Tiffany added.
" Second best must he hard. " Courtney said, a twist to her lips.
" Just like we'll land that spot tonight. Don't mess up." Tiffany said with bitter laughter. And they walked off.
Spike turned to Buffy, trying hard not to let those bints get to him. He looked at her expressionless face. Guessing it was hard to hear about Angel. 'If I see that bloody ponce....' Spikes anger got the best of his thoughts.
"Ey luv, want me to hurt them for ya?" Spike drew out with a casual smile. She shrugged and shook her head, ridding what just happened.
" Nah....maybe later." Buffy said as with a chuckle and smile.
" Don't let them get to you, luv. Your ten times better then them. I'm sure you'll land that opening spot." He re-assured her with a peck on the lips before leaving.
'I'll bloody make sure of it.' Spike thought as he grimaced at his idea, making his way back to his seat.
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" And next up we have Buffy Summers!" The announcer said as Buffy made her way to the opening, strutting down the stage like she owned it. "Wearing this years newest fashion, she has embarked on the journey of....." The announcers words drew out of Spikes ears as he got lost on Buffy.
The fabric was practically see through, and he shut his eyes remembering her body. How she smelled like a rich vanilla..... how she tasted sweet.....
He opened his eyes as she came to the end of the white space, turning on her side, winking, and strutting back to the end where she first appeared from.
'Beautiful.....' His mind told him as she disappeared from view.
Spike was sitting at one of the close sides to the stage, close enough to touch of the near passing models. But all he wanted to touch was Buffy. Just like the rest of the escorts sat next to him. In a few minutes the males beside him awed and oohed as Buffy re appeared in a new attire.
They had moved to the more sexy styles, and Buffy was wearing a low dress that accustomed slits and chains draped over the leather outfit. She carried a whip in one hand, and was fixed with dark black and red make up. Spike's mouth literally dropped open at the sight of her.
'Bad Buffy..... got to love that.' His thoughts traveled down a path, where he willed them not to go, but as she passed again moving by him, he couldn't control them.
" Wow....I'd love to see whats under that." A man leaned in from behind Spike, watching the retreating Buffy. Spike growled in his throat.
'You even try, mate....' He thought.
With each new style, Buffy's expressions changed. From bad to good, from sexy to innocent, elegant to classic.... and it impressed him. And she managed to keep her cool, as the two bits from earlier worked on their winks and trashy smiles on the crowd.
And then he couldn't stand it anymore. If Buffy didn't get that spot....and one of those two did.... she would be heartbroken. 'Second best is going to first today', Spike thought as Courtney appeared again.
As she walked by him, Spike called her name silently, so no one would hear, and winced her off balance. When she threw her head back up to concentrate...it was too late. She had run in face to face with the other women passing, causing an uproar of laughter as he watched the two collide.
'Well lets hope that did the trick...' Spike thought as he saw heads popping up from the back curtain to see what was going on. Buffys head appeared and she gawked at Spike, who winked and shrugged innocently.
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" I can't believe you!" Buffy laughed along with Spike, once they reached his room and walked in.
" What? You got the spot, didn't you? Besides, it'll be a night you'll never forget." Spike said with a smile.
" Yeah, but thats beside the point. You said you'd be good." Buffy said as she sat down with a plop on his bed. He pulled her up and whispered in her ear.
" Oh, but I am good, Buffy." He said as he started to kiss her neck, "Very good." She jerked away from him.
" Thats not what I meant." Buffy said. He shrugged.
" Well, I had bloody fun." Spike said as he removed his jacket and tie. She turned around from him.
" Of course. Watching women prance about half naked, sure to gain a male's interest." She said, speaking her thoughts from earlier.
She heard him sigh as his steps came closer to her. Without a hesitation, or a word, he moved his hands.
Suddenly, two cold hands came on her back, unzipping her dress and letting it fall freely to the carpet. His hands went in her hair, and pulled the clip from it, letting it fall to her shoulders. He spun her around and removed her hands that were over her chest shyly, and brought them to her sides.
" Just imagining what was under this", He motioned the dress on the floor with his hands, "I didn't notice any other women."
There was a silence that passed as he looked into her eyes.
" Incase I forget to mention it later on....for what you did tonight....uh, thank you." She whispered.
" Want to?" He said seductively, picking her up and lying her down on his bed.
"Spike-" Buffy began but lost whatever she was about to say as he trailed kisses across her stomach.
" Hmm?"
" Never mind, its not important." She said as she drew his head up and kissed him.
A while later, Buffy lay motionless, cuddled next to Spike. He was asleep now, but she couldn't manage to get to sleep. So many thoughts were racing through her mind.
'He got dressed up, gave me a rose, bought me a necklace, helped me with the questions, played along with Courtney and Tiffany, and got me the job. Why? Why is he doing all this?' Buffy thought as she held his hand mindlessly in hers.
' What is he playing at?.... what am I? This is Spike Johnson for crying out loud! The mans ignorant, arrogant, annoying..... funny. Cute,sexy, caring, supportive, comforting. He has a way to get under my skin, like no one else can. But he wants to help me.' Buffy thought, as she got more confused.
' But I love him for all of it.' Buffy stopped, and felt her heart skip a beat. Complete froze.
'I didn't just say love...I said like...I don't love him. Thats ridiculous. I-I....' Buffy thought with a panic, but thought more into it.
'Oh my God. I love him.' Buffy thought as she tried to get something else from it. Nothing.
She clasped her hand over her necklace, before whispering , "I love you."
She smiled and closed her eyes, holding his hand while she drifted off to sleep.
Having no idea Spike's eyes jolted open as he heard her voice, hearing what she said.
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TBC.......
A/N: Hehe. Cliffhanger, huh? Sort of. Anyway, you guys are so nice I decided to update this soon! But now the drama begins.... full of heartache and....well you'll see.
Well, its 2:30 in the morning, and I'm going to fall asleep at my computer if I don't get to bed soon.
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A/N: Hey. Well heres the next chapter! Hope you like. Thanks for the reviews!!
Disclaimer: If I set my mind to something, I can have anything. I want Spike. I'm having Spike. Theres only one thing in my way.....Joss Whedon.
Rating: Pg13
Summary: Buffy Summers- an 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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"Yes Willow, I'm ready." Buffy droned over the phone. Re-assuring Willow it was going to go smoothly. Now if she could just convince herself that.
"Okay, okay. You and Spike have fun together." Willow mocked from the other end. Buffy rolled her eyes.
"Were not going together, Will. We're just...going together." Buffy said, trying to make sense of that.
"Same thing."
" No its not. Were not like a couple or anything." Buffy said as she stopped walking around her apartment when she said that.
'Are we? A couple? Spike and I? Maybe. Smoochies....yes. Talking...yes. Physical...yes. Flirting...yes. Secrets shared....yes. Couple......maybe.'
" If you aren't a couple, or at least like him, why did you spend the last half hour talking about him non-stop?" Willow said irretibley.
" Well....I don't know actually. But I don't-" Buffy said as there was a knock at the door. "Oh shoot, hes here. I got to go. I'll call you later." Buffy said.
" As long as I don't see your faces on the front page, or television, then I'll be good. Bye." Willow said hanging up her phone. Buffy sighed before slamming hers down.
She ran over to her mirror and checked her make up and attire out. A short green dress, black heels, light make up. 'Perfect.' Buffy thought as she grabbed her purse and rushed to the door.
She swung it open and revealed Spike. Only it couldn't of been him because the man infront of her was dressed in a designer black suit. Very clean and tidy, and essentuated his figure perfectly. Her eyes traveled up his body and saw something in his hand.
" For you, m' lady." He said, holding out a single stem red rose. She smiled and took it graciously, ushering him inside.
" Thank you kind sir." Buffy said as Spike walked in.
'Alright man, you got this. Suit, red rose, gift. Just give her it, and breeze through the evening.' Spike thought as he stood by the doorway as she just looked at him.
" Whats with the suit?" She asked as she came up, and fixed his collar on it.
'Damn! I should of fixed the collar beforehand. No problem, just play it cool.' Spike thought as she went to put the rose in a vase of water.
" Well I was told it was the impeccable of fashion and design. At least thats what the bloody lady behind the counter said." Spike smirked as she rolled her eyes. "Why? Don't like it,pet?"
" No, I like it. Just can't have you looking better than me is all." Buffy mocked as she moved to the mirror to fix her make up.
" Never." Spike said with a sweet smile.
'Yeah! Perfect. Bloody hell, I'm turning into such a nancy boy.' Spike shook his head at his inner thoughts.
" Just wanted to look nice for your big day is all." Spike added dryly.
" Don't even start. I'm already a bundle of nerves as it is. I mean, I had no idea it was going to be this big! Reporters, and photographers, and the head of the business is coming! Gina Esquelle! If I screw up...I can kiss my career goodbye. And I need that opening spot." Buffy said.
'Alright. Here's your chance....' Spike thought as he moved up to Buffy and spun her around.
" Don't worry,luv. You'll sweep them off their feet. You have a habit of doing that to people." Spike lifted her chin and gave her a small kiss on the lips, and stepping back a few steps to pull something out of his pocket.
" Whats this?" Buffy asked as he handed her the black box.
" An elephant. Only one way to find out,luv. Open it." He said as she gave him a questioning look and opened the box.
She gasped as she pulled the necklace out of it. It was gold, and written in scriptive lettering had the word 'Goldilocks.' She smiled as he moved to fasten it on her neck.
"Wow. Its...gorgeous! Thank you." Buffy said as she awed over the present.
No one ever gave her a present. Well, a present like this anyway. It was a wonderful feeling.
" Good luck charm for tonight." Spike said with a seductive smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
" Which part of tonight? The show or afterwards?" Buffy asked as he considered this for a moment.
" Both." He said as he crushed his lips onto hers.
Okay she was expecting it to be a fiery, full of passion, earth shaking, world shattering, mind blowing kiss that she usually had with Spike. But it wasn't. It was small and tasteful, and filled with....love? No, no. It couldn't be. Something else. Something she couldn't define at the moment as it began to consume her with pleasure.
She pulled away from him, before walking towards the door.
" Come on. Save that for later." She said before walking out, having him trailing behind her.
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"Uh....luv?" Spike asked as the limo came to a halt infront of a building. Flashes of cameras were already shooting away, waiting for the stars to step out and see them, and who they were with. Ask questions, interview, take pictures. And then it dawned on Buffy.
"Shit! What will we tell them?" Buffy thought out loud. Spike look as confused as her.
" Well.....um...er.... we could tell them were good friends who happened to make hot, steamy sex last night?" Spike mocked as she hit him hard on the arm. "Kidding." He added.
" Want to die, and spend all night in your room alone, then go ahead and tell them that."Buffy said smiling innocently. Spike faked to contemplate that statement.
" Good point. Alright, good friends it is. Come on." Spike said as the driver opened the door, and they were immediately blinded by camera lights. Spike slid out of the car, and held out his hand as Buffy accepted it, and was pulled out of the car.
They both plastered on their 'smiles' and started walking down the way, with Spike's arm around her waist. They would wave and pose for pictures every now and again. And then a dreadful interview.
" Miss Summers! Mr Johnson! Over here!" A lady shouted as Buffy and Spike made their way to her.
"Hello." Buffy and Spike greeted her with a smile.
" Is it true you came here together?" The lady asked instantly.
" Yes, we came here together." Buffy confirmed.
" So you two are dating?" She asked.
" No." Buffy said.
" Were good friends." Spike supported her.
" Interesting." The lady said. "Well then, why did you select Mr. Johnson to be your escort for tonight?" The woman asked Buffy. Buffy hesitated with shock from the out of blue question.
Why had she? Really?
" Why the hesitation, Miss Summers? Did you or did you not ask Mr. Johnson to be your escort?" The lady questioned with more persistance.
" Yes I did but-" Buffy began, only to be interrupted again.
" So you are having an affair with him?" Another woman asked.
" The rumours are true?"A man reporter asked.
"I-" Buffy tried again.
" Have you gotten intimate with him during the time of the shoot?" The second woman asked.
" No we-"
" How is that coming along by the way? Any problems?" The man asked.
" Listen we can't-" Spike said.
" Did you agree to be her escort, Mr. Johnson? Or did your manager opt you to?" The first lady asked.
" Did you ask her? Or she to you?"
" Do you find her attractive?"
" Are you going to any after parties? If so, where?"
" We have to get going." Buffy said as she tugged Spike's arm inside.
Buffy and Spike shared an alike sigh to have gotten away from the vulters.
"That was bloody horrible! Like feeding time at the bleeding zoo grounds!" Spike whispered to Buffy, who nodded in agreement.
They walked further in, stopping to talk with models and designers who would be appearing tonight. Just socializing with the common whats- her- name and so-and-so. Buffy's head still spinning from the lights in her eyes, contrasted with all the questions.
Suddenly Buffy tensed, and her throat ran dry as Gina Esquelle approached them.
"Speaking of beasts." Buffy whispered in Spike's ears as he chuckled. "Gina! How nice to see you!" Buffy said turning on her routine.
" Buffy! Lovely to see you again." Gina said, glancing at Spike. "Well, Mr. Johnson. I don't believe we ever met before. Are you and Buffy here together?" The woman asked shaking his hand.
" Yes we are, and I'm very pleased to meet you." Spike said, getting an approving glance from Buffy.
" Pleasures all mine, I'm sure. I hope you'll enjoy the show. We have the best models around, it should be a treat." Gina said smiling.
" I bet it will. Can't wait." Spike said as Buffy shook her head violently. "I mean...I'm sure it will be quite a show. Not that I like to watch the models." Spike amended as the woman grew a confused expression. "Not that they aren't good, I meant that I will watch them...." Spike tried recieving a glare from Buffy. "But not like, watch them? I'm here with Buffy. Er, not that were here together. Well we are....but-" Spike gave up trying as Buffy smacked her hand on her forehead.
" Right..... okay then. Buffy, you'll need to be getting into make up in a few minutes." Gina said uncomfortabley.
" I will." Buffy said with a wave and nod.
" Yes, then good. Spike it was.....er, interesting to meet you." Gina said as she headed off. Spike slumped and sighed, before turning to Buffy who had her arms crossed over her chest angrily.
" Not your best conversation, Spikey." Buffy mocked swatting him on the arm.
" That ladies a bloody uptight bi-" Spike growled as Buffy saw the figure walking up to him, and made motions with her hand over her throat to end it, and she shook her head rapidly. "What? She is a bloody uptight bint." Spike growled as a voice came from right behind him.
" Mr. Johnson....." Gina said offended. Spike immediately stiffened at her voice, shutting his eyes tightly embarassed in frustration.
" Uh...." Spike said turning to face the woman again. Buffy stepped up.
" No, no! Uh...he meant another lady. Who was not you....because, er.....um.... he.....oh boy." Buffy trailed off trying to make an excuse for his actions.
" Well, nevermind that." The lady scolded. "Just came to tell you that we are seating people now, so if you would follow this uptight 'bint'....I'll show you to your seat." The woman spat wickedly as Spike nodded sheepishly and followed her out.
Turning to face a flushed Buffy, mouthing a 'sorry', before walking into the doors to be seated.
Buffy shook her head and ran to the back room, to get dressed and situated for the runway.
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Buffy peered from out of the curtain at all the people sitting in the audience, around the stage. There was a lot. Hundreds of people. A lump formed in her throat, and she tried to swallow it down hardly. She glanced around to try and find Spike. She spotted his white hair and watched him.
He seemed happy. Happy for what?......
Then the thought entered Buffy's mind again. Happy for her? Or about the other thousand women walking around?
'No time for this!' Buffy thought as she heard voices behind her. She spun around and saw her two competing models. Courtney and Tiffany. The two blonde bimbos Buffy secretly hated.
" Buffy, darling, hello." Tiffany said as her and Buffy did the cheek to cheek kiss.
" Tiff how are you?" Buffy forced to ask politely. The blonde giggled.
" Well, if tonight goes smoothly, I'll be gaining that opening position in this falls Esquelle runway show." Tiffany laughed along with Courtney, who forced a rude smile.
" Oh well.....thats what I was hoping to get." Buffy said, her voice shaky and angry.
" We know." Courtney said. Buffy shook her head.
" Well, honey, looks like you got some competition." Tiffany said.
" Oh Tiff, Court, when I consider you two competition....well I won't." Buffy said, smiling a devilish smile.
" Don't be too confident." Courtney said, moving her hands on her hips.
" Anyway, who's your escort, dear?" Tiffany asked.
" Oh....um..." Buffy said, biting her lower lip nervously.
" You didn't come alone again like last time, did you?" Courtney drew a bitter laughter. Buffy stood straighter.
" Of course I didn't. I came with..." Buffy said feeling a churning in her stomach. Just then, she saw Spike walking up to her grinning. When he reached her, she grabbed his jacket collar and pulled him down hard to kiss her fiercely. Which he obliged, bringing passion to it all.
The two women beside them, stood opened mouthed and watching. Buffy pulled away breathless and gasping, turning back to the pair.
" Spike. I don't believe you know him." Buffy said with fake dismissiveness.
" Oh my gosh! Your...your...him!" Tiffany said, pointing at him in awe.
" Spike Johnson! The lead singer of Scream in Silence!" Courtney gaped. Buffy wrapped her arms around his neck, as he got the hint and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her neck.
" Yeah. Hes my escort." Buffy said, smiling wickedly.
" You....you came with him?" The two women asked huffily.
" Yup. Where are your dates?" Buffy said as Spike disentangled himself from her, looking at them.
" I'm here with Riley." Tiffany said with a smile.
" I'm here with Angel.....you remember him, don't you Buffy?" Courtney asked bitterly. Buffy frowned, her face with no emotion.
" Angel? That bloody ex-peaches of yours?" Spike asked Buffy. She didn't respond.
" Why, yes. Didn't Buffy tell you? It must of been heartbreaking, but I can understand why she didn't tell you." Courtney said, gaining back her game.
" Poor thing." Tiffany huffed.
" Knowing her honey bear left her for me. But it must of been especially hard, since we have been competing for things ever since the first pageant we ran together. And I believe...I won that." Courtney said devilishly, recalling the memory.
" Buffy has always been known to take the back seat to us." Tiffany added.
" Second best must he hard. " Courtney said, a twist to her lips.
" Just like we'll land that spot tonight. Don't mess up." Tiffany said with bitter laughter. And they walked off.
Spike turned to Buffy, trying hard not to let those bints get to him. He looked at her expressionless face. Guessing it was hard to hear about Angel. 'If I see that bloody ponce....' Spikes anger got the best of his thoughts.
"Ey luv, want me to hurt them for ya?" Spike drew out with a casual smile. She shrugged and shook her head, ridding what just happened.
" Nah....maybe later." Buffy said as with a chuckle and smile.
" Don't let them get to you, luv. Your ten times better then them. I'm sure you'll land that opening spot." He re-assured her with a peck on the lips before leaving.
'I'll bloody make sure of it.' Spike thought as he grimaced at his idea, making his way back to his seat.
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" And next up we have Buffy Summers!" The announcer said as Buffy made her way to the opening, strutting down the stage like she owned it. "Wearing this years newest fashion, she has embarked on the journey of....." The announcers words drew out of Spikes ears as he got lost on Buffy.
The fabric was practically see through, and he shut his eyes remembering her body. How she smelled like a rich vanilla..... how she tasted sweet.....
He opened his eyes as she came to the end of the white space, turning on her side, winking, and strutting back to the end where she first appeared from.
'Beautiful.....' His mind told him as she disappeared from view.
Spike was sitting at one of the close sides to the stage, close enough to touch of the near passing models. But all he wanted to touch was Buffy. Just like the rest of the escorts sat next to him. In a few minutes the males beside him awed and oohed as Buffy re appeared in a new attire.
They had moved to the more sexy styles, and Buffy was wearing a low dress that accustomed slits and chains draped over the leather outfit. She carried a whip in one hand, and was fixed with dark black and red make up. Spike's mouth literally dropped open at the sight of her.
'Bad Buffy..... got to love that.' His thoughts traveled down a path, where he willed them not to go, but as she passed again moving by him, he couldn't control them.
" Wow....I'd love to see whats under that." A man leaned in from behind Spike, watching the retreating Buffy. Spike growled in his throat.
'You even try, mate....' He thought.
With each new style, Buffy's expressions changed. From bad to good, from sexy to innocent, elegant to classic.... and it impressed him. And she managed to keep her cool, as the two bits from earlier worked on their winks and trashy smiles on the crowd.
And then he couldn't stand it anymore. If Buffy didn't get that spot....and one of those two did.... she would be heartbroken. 'Second best is going to first today', Spike thought as Courtney appeared again.
As she walked by him, Spike called her name silently, so no one would hear, and winced her off balance. When she threw her head back up to concentrate...it was too late. She had run in face to face with the other women passing, causing an uproar of laughter as he watched the two collide.
'Well lets hope that did the trick...' Spike thought as he saw heads popping up from the back curtain to see what was going on. Buffys head appeared and she gawked at Spike, who winked and shrugged innocently.
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" I can't believe you!" Buffy laughed along with Spike, once they reached his room and walked in.
" What? You got the spot, didn't you? Besides, it'll be a night you'll never forget." Spike said with a smile.
" Yeah, but thats beside the point. You said you'd be good." Buffy said as she sat down with a plop on his bed. He pulled her up and whispered in her ear.
" Oh, but I am good, Buffy." He said as he started to kiss her neck, "Very good." She jerked away from him.
" Thats not what I meant." Buffy said. He shrugged.
" Well, I had bloody fun." Spike said as he removed his jacket and tie. She turned around from him.
" Of course. Watching women prance about half naked, sure to gain a male's interest." She said, speaking her thoughts from earlier.
She heard him sigh as his steps came closer to her. Without a hesitation, or a word, he moved his hands.
Suddenly, two cold hands came on her back, unzipping her dress and letting it fall freely to the carpet. His hands went in her hair, and pulled the clip from it, letting it fall to her shoulders. He spun her around and removed her hands that were over her chest shyly, and brought them to her sides.
" Just imagining what was under this", He motioned the dress on the floor with his hands, "I didn't notice any other women."
There was a silence that passed as he looked into her eyes.
" Incase I forget to mention it later on....for what you did tonight....uh, thank you." She whispered.
" Want to?" He said seductively, picking her up and lying her down on his bed.
"Spike-" Buffy began but lost whatever she was about to say as he trailed kisses across her stomach.
" Hmm?"
" Never mind, its not important." She said as she drew his head up and kissed him.
A while later, Buffy lay motionless, cuddled next to Spike. He was asleep now, but she couldn't manage to get to sleep. So many thoughts were racing through her mind.
'He got dressed up, gave me a rose, bought me a necklace, helped me with the questions, played along with Courtney and Tiffany, and got me the job. Why? Why is he doing all this?' Buffy thought as she held his hand mindlessly in hers.
' What is he playing at?.... what am I? This is Spike Johnson for crying out loud! The mans ignorant, arrogant, annoying..... funny. Cute,sexy, caring, supportive, comforting. He has a way to get under my skin, like no one else can. But he wants to help me.' Buffy thought, as she got more confused.
' But I love him for all of it.' Buffy stopped, and felt her heart skip a beat. Complete froze.
'I didn't just say love...I said like...I don't love him. Thats ridiculous. I-I....' Buffy thought with a panic, but thought more into it.
'Oh my God. I love him.' Buffy thought as she tried to get something else from it. Nothing.
She clasped her hand over her necklace, before whispering , "I love you."
She smiled and closed her eyes, holding his hand while she drifted off to sleep.
Having no idea Spike's eyes jolted open as he heard her voice, hearing what she said.
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TBC.......
A/N: Hehe. Cliffhanger, huh? Sort of. Anyway, you guys are so nice I decided to update this soon! But now the drama begins.... full of heartache and....well you'll see.
Well, its 2:30 in the morning, and I'm going to fall asleep at my computer if I don't get to bed soon.
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