Title: Long Way From Home - Chapter 4 - Mr. Not so nice.
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Summary: Buffy starts to wonder what happened to the guy she bumped into the other day, because tonight he's Mr. Not so nice.
Timeline: Buffy and Willow are students at the University of Oxford, Spike is a part time masters student and fronts a band with Oz. Set in England, Buffy is early 20s Spike is late 20s - everyones human.
Series: Part 4 of ?
Pairing: Buffy and Spike. Everyones Human AU.
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: everyone else owns Buffy and all associated with her.
Feedback: always welcome so email me - webmaster@talesoftheslayer.com
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"Can't you find someone else to pick on, you're stalking me! You read the flyer that night and figured I would be here. Pig." Buffy looked up at him with disgust and her blond runner just chuckled in return, it was the most infuriating noise Buffy had ever heard.
"Don't flatter yourself princess. You're the one who doesn't fit in here." Spike snorted and took a drag of his cigarette, frowning and narrowing his eyes as he looked over the crowd towards the stage.
Buffy wondered what happened to the nice guy she had met two nights ago as she looked up at him, head to toe in black and a sardonic look on his face. He was like Billy Idol on steroids.
"Kitten." Spike had turned back to face her and arched a brow as he read her top.
Buffy felt uncomfortable at the seductive tone his voice had gained and the way he had narrowed his eyes as they settled on hers. In blind panic she tipped the contents of her ice-cold water bottle over his head and forced her way through the crowd towards what she hoped was the bathroom. She could hear him swearing loudly as the crowd laughed at him.
Safe in the girls toilet Buffy grabbed a handful of paper towels and wetted them, dabbing at her t-shirt sleeve in an attempt to get the beer out.
"Buffy? What happened?" Willow came rushing up to her. "I was outside and Oz said he saw you coming in here."
Buffy showed her the mess on her top. "I had another run in with the mystery guy that knocked me on my ass, only this time he wasn't so nice. I don't know what came over me, I chucked my water over him."
"Oh Buffy, do you want to go?" Willow had that hopeful look on her face that Buffy couldn't deny.
"No Will, I'll be fine so long as we manage to avoid him." She finished trying to get the beer out of her top and listened to the band gearing up on stage. "We'd better get out there and show support for Oz."
Willow grabbed Buffys arm and bounced towards the door. Pushing through the crowd they settled near the air conditioning outlet, the room was getting stuffy as the band set up in darkness.
"So, you never told me what this mystery guy looks like." Willow tugged on Buffys hand and scoured the crowd.
"Well, he's bleach blond and looks like Billy Idols evil twin." Buffy looked but couldn't see him anywhere in the dark room, suddenly bright white lights lit the stage and she looked up at it.
"I can't see him in the crowd." Willow smiled at Buffy whose jaw was about to drop to the floor.
"That's because he's not in the crowd."
Willow followed Buffys gaze to the man up on stage, black guitar hanging around his shoulders he was looking tentatively at the microphone and grinning.
"If I electrocute myself at least give me an applause. Some pretty little thing decided that I needed a good hosing down, we don't usually do covers but this one's my revenge." Spike smiled in Buffys direction and then looked to Oz.
Willow gave a shocked look to Buffy who responded by shrugging her shoulders. The band started up and she felt her eyes drawn back to him.
He was stood under a white light that made him void of colour, it was like he was in a black and white movie. His hair was dripping as he closed his eyes, Buffy thought he looked absorbed in the music. It was building momentum into a poppy sounding rock tune. She was dreading hearing what he was about to sing and as he opened his mouth she felt her sense of alarm validated.
Drags me round all day just like a ball
on a chain or a tooth pain when I confess...
I'm just a mess.
The crowd starting jumping up and down in time with the music as it exploded into a fast hard noise. She looked at him in disbelief, his face screwed up as he sung his lungs out with such a passion.
Do I have to take this shit from you every time I
look your way or say "HEY! It's about time
you show me yours and I'll show you mine"
and I hope you can keep that turd eating grin of yours
upon your face when you find that you're thrown to one side
'cos no-one likes a rotten roller coaster ride
'cos she's the kind of girl who'll take your heart
and leave you feeling worse than you did at the start
'cos she's a headfuck, my baby is a headfuck
Willow looked at Buffy with caution, she had expected to find her looking furious but Buffy looked like she had just been crushed and thrown to one side like the guy had sung.
Tugging on Buffys arm Willow mouthed at her "We can go if you want." But Buffy just shook her head and patted Willows shoulder.
She looked back up at Spike, he was looking at her with a grin on his face as he sung.
Putting all his effort into looking like he didn't care Spike felt a pang of guilt shoot through him as the pretty kitten he was currently offending actually looked upset. She was chewing on her lip and for a moment he actually felt like stopping the song mid way, instead he looked away from her and concentrated on the crowd.
You can try all week and still keep on waiting
it's a messed up, stressed out, loss situation where pearls
end up changing into headfuck girls
'cos she's the kind of girl who'll steal your smile
and chuck it over there on the rest of the pile
'cos she's a headfuck, my baby is a headfuck
headfuck me!
Playing out the rest of the tune Spike turned away from her and stood next to Oz. Buffy looked to Willow who was smiling at him as the song wound down and her insulter took the microphone up to introduce the next song.
Spike watched his kitten push her way through the crowd to the bar leaving the little red head she was with all alone and looking angrily at him.