A/N: ok, I know I haven't put much spuffiness in the story yet. Im sorry! To make up for it, this whole chapter is all about Buffy and Spike. Hope you guys enjoy. :^)

Chapter 10

Buffy groaned. She had absolutely nothing to wear. Nothing! Clothes were flying everywhere as Buffy searched through her drawers and her closet. Her room was a mess. Clothes were everywhere and it looked like a pig's pen. Except a pig would've been neater then her. Funny, just a couple of days ago, she was complaining she had too much clothes.

She finally chose short khaki skirt with a red off-shoulder shirt. She inspected herself in the mirror, before walking out of the door. She was stopped by Faith.

"Where are you going dressed like that?", Faith asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Nothing that concerns you."

Faith glared at her. "God, do you know that you're such a bitch?"

Buffy shrugged. "I don't care if I'm a bitch to you." She walked past Faith, and out the door. Faith, with a hurt look upon her, went upstairs to her room. She reached for her Discman, hoping that music would cheer her up. The sound of Kurt Cobain's voice was strangely not soothing today. She groaned and pulled her pillow over her face.

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Buffy walked into the Bronze, searching for the bleached-blonde. She looked at her watch, seeing she was early, walked over to the bar.

"What can I get ya, hun?", the bartender asked her.

"Oh, a coke would be fine.", she answered with a smile.

The bartender grunted, and handed her a coke. She sipped her drink, waiting for Spike to show up before she saw something that caught her eye. She frowned. 'What the hell?' She left the bar, going outside, finding a vampire ready to bite a young teen girl. "Hey, its not nice to bite people, especially if that person is your date." Buffy grabbed the vamp off the girl, giving it a nice punch in the nose. It howled.

The vamp recovered quickly, heading toward Buffy. Buffy panicked, looking for a stake. 'Shit, I should've brought one.' She saw a sharp stick on the ground and quickly grabbed for it. The vamp tackled her, but Buffy brought it up to his heart before he could do anymore.

Buffy stood up, dusting herself. She saw that the girl, that was the vamp's victim, was gone. 'She probably ran off.' Buffy headed toward back into the bronze.

"Buffy!", a deep voice cried out from behind.

Buffy smiled. "Hey Spike."

Spike caught up to her, gasping for breath. He looked up at her, gulping. She was drop-dead sexy and gorgeous. " Buffy, wow, you look beautiful."

Buffy blushed. "Thanks Spike."

Spike put her arm around her bare shoulders, and headed inside the Bronze together.

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"No freaking way!", Buffy said, laughing. She hit Spike's shoulder in a friendly manner.

Spike smirked, waggling his eyebrows.

"God, you're such a perv."

Spike shrugged. "I can't help it."

There was silence. Buffy looked around, trying to think of something to say back. "Soo…"

" You want to dance?", he asked her, looking at the nearly empty dance-floor. A slow-song was playing and there were a few couples dancing.

Buffy looked over, seeing the couples swaying to the slow music. She grimaced and shook her head. "No, I don't think so… Buffy and dancing are un-mixy things. I was like born with two left feet."

Spike arched an eyebrow. " You're saying you can't dance?"

Buffy nodded her head sheepishly.

"But everyone can dance."

"Except for me. Believe I tried ,but I ended up stepping on everyone's shoe and apologizing a thousand times.", Buffy said.

Spike grinned. "I'll teach you."

Buffy's eyes grew wide. "What? Did you just hear me say I end up stepping on everyo-"

"Yeah, I heard.", he interrupted. " I'll teach you then. Everyone can dance." He drew his hand out to her.

Buffy stared at the hand for a second, then turned red blushing and wishing that her palms weren't so sweaty. She gave him her hand, and letting him lead her to the dance floor.

Buffy gulped, smiling at him nervously. She slowly put her arms around his neck, while he put his hands on her slim waist. They slowly swayed, as Buffy was telling herself not to be so nervous.

"See. You can dance.", he leaned in and whispered into her ear. Buffy shivered at the contact. 'Omigod. I can't believe I'm dancing with Spike. Don't mess up, focus.', she thought to herself over and over again.

Spike grinned at how hard Buffy was concentrating. He leaned into her, and was grabbing her waist tighter and pulling him into her. Buffy gasped, and broke her concentration and ended up stepping on

his foot. Hard.

"Bloody hell."

"Omigod. I'm so sorry. See I told you I can't dance. I'm born with two left feet and no one can teach me. Its like in my genes. Anyway I'm so sorry. But I warned you didn't I? Summers women can't dance. Does your foot hurt really bad?", she babbled.

Spike stared at her for a second and broke out grinning. She looked so cute, when she was embarrassed, and started babbling.

Buffy glared at him. " Its not funny.", she huffed. She walked off the dance floor, leaving Spike behind. Spike caught up.

He reached out grabbing her arm. "Oh, come on luv. I'm sorry."

" No you're not. You're smiling.", she pointed out.

Spike grinned even wider. "I can't help it, luv. You just looked so adorable, when you are embarrassed . Forgive me?"

Buffy glared at him, trying to stay angry, but ended up with a smile. "Fine. Whatever."

As they headed back toward their table, Buffy hesitated but asked, "You really think I'm adorable?"

Spike nodded, solemnly. "The most adorable and beautiful creature on earth."

Buffy blushed. She looked over Spike's shoulder seeing a bunch of people crowding around. "Hey, whats that?"

Spike turned around. "I don't know.", he said with a puzzled look. "Lets check it out." Buffy and Spike headed toward the swarm of people. He tapped on the guy's shoulder that was nearest to him. "Hey, whats going on?"

"We're going to be playing spin the bottle.", he yelled. "You guy can join." He looked at Buffy, appraisingly. Spike frowned and he put his arm around her possessively.

" Lets go, luv.", he started to turn around but Buffy stopped him.

"Wait Spike. Lets play. It sounds like fun.", Buffy said.

Spike raised an eyebrow. "You want to play?"

Buffy nodded. "Why not."

Spike sighed. "Okay, if that's what you want."

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"I can't believe Buffy forgot.", Willow said, gloomily.

" I'm sure she didn't.", Xander tried to comfort her. "She's probably late."

Willow glanced at her watch. "I highly doubt it. Its 10:46. She would've called if she was going to be this late."

Xander looked around the room, uncomfortably. "Lets just start the movie then." He started to place the DVD in the DVD player, and sat back down, trying to be as comfy as possible.

Willow sighed. "She broke our tradition. Our rent-a-movie- Saturday night tradition."

Xander looked at Willow sadly. " I'm sure she has a explanation."

"She better."

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" Okay, I want to spin first. If a girl gets a girl, you have to spin again and the same for the boys.", a bubbly blonde said, smiling. She spun the glass bottle with her perfectly manicured fingers. It spun around and around until it stopped at a tall, gangly guy with thick glasses. He smiled, showing that he had braces. The blonde frowned.

" I'm ready for your kiss, baby.", he said, winking furiously at her. The blonde grimaced, obviously disgusted. She leaned in, quickly giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Hey, you can't give do it on the cheek. You have to do it on the lips, like real kiss.", the girl beside Buffy said.

"Yeah.", everyone agreed. The blonde sighed and kissed him again, this time on the lips. The tall boy had a dazed look upon him. "Wow", he murmured.

"Go spin.", the blonde said impatiently. The tall boy spun the bottle. It went around and around again, and it landed on a girl that looked like a hooker…to Buffy anyway. The boy gulped and leaned in to kiss her. The hooker-looking girl pushed him away quickly, after the quick kiss and spun the bottle. It spun for a long time, until it landed on a certain bleach-blonde. Spike.

The girl licked her lips at the hottie. She leaned in and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth, and moaning. Everyone whistled at the sight before them, except Buffy. She glared daggers at them. Spike pulled away, even though the hooker-looking girl obviously wanted more. "Um, right I should go then.", Spike said spinning the glass bottle. 'Please let it land on Buffy. Land on Buffy. Land on Buffy.', he chanted to himself. Unfortunately it landed again on the same girl he had kissed.

The hooker girl smirked. Spike smiled back, trying not to seem so disappointed. Buffy clenched her fists. 'He's my date! He's suppose to kiss me! Me!'

Spike leaned in going for a quick peck, but she wanted more. Buffy couldn't stand to see Spike and that slut make out so she ran out. Spike pulled back, seeing that Buffy was gone and ran after her. "Hey, where are you going?", the girl cried out.

Spike went outside. "Buffy!!?!", he shouted. He ran, hoping to find her. He turned a corner and found her leaning against a wall, crying softly.

"Buffy?"

"Spike?", she looked up, seeing it him.

"Are you alright? Why did you run out of there?", he asked, worried.

Buffy glared at him, disgusted and started walking the opposite direction. "Leave me alone."

" Buffy, what wrong?", he caught up to her.

She said nothing, ignoring him. Spike knew that he was getting no where and grabbed her shoulder.

"Don't touch me.", she snapped.

" Whats the matter with you?"

" What? You don't know?", she asked, glaring at him. " If you haven't noticed you're my date. When you're on a date you're not suppose to make-out with other people."

" But you're the one who said lets play spin the bottle.", he answered back.

"Well I didn't think you would be sticking your tongue down their throat."

"I'm sorry then.", Spike said, getting tired of saying those two words.

"You should be. I'm the one you're suppose to make-out with, not that slut. You know how hurtful it is? I had to watch the whole thing. And guess what? People whistled and clapped. Think how you would feel, if I was there French-kissing a guy and you had to watch it.", Buffy gibbered.

Spike cocked his head. "You're jealous."

Buffy looked at him, taken aback. "I AM NOT!"

"Yes you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"No, I'm not! I'm just saying that you're not suppose to make-out with other people when you're on a date."

Spike stared at her, looking at her pouty, glossy lips.

Buffy frowned. "Why are you looking at me like tha-" His soft lips cut her off. Buffy's first reaction was push him away, push him away! She wanted to but it was hard. She kissed him back, with equal fiery passion, putting her arms around his neck. Spike pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her waist. Breathing became an issue after severall moments, so reluctantly they both pulled back for air

Buffy panted. "Wow…"

Spike grinned at her, leaning in for another kiss.

A/N: I hope you guys liked the chapter!!! Remember to review! Oh and I would like to thank Aleesha for the spin the bottle idea! Thanks hun!

Oh and I want to thank everyone who reviewed! I reached 100. You guys seriously ROCK!!! :^D

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