Description: AU. Buffy as an army brat, imagine the possibilities. Anyway,
she moves to Sunnydale and meets William "Spike" O'Connor. But Buffy's
learned in the past not to get too close to people because she always ends
up leaving. So what will happen when Buffy finally falls head over heels in
love?
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Buffy/Spike (again.)
**A/N: Some Angel bashing in this chapter, but not much! Enjoy and don't forget to review!**
Buffy looked in the mirror, she was nervous to no end. 'This is just another party,' she thought, trying to calm down. 'Just another party where you have to tell a super sweet, highly attractive, wonderful guy that things aren't going to work out.' With a depressed sigh, she grabbed her denim jacket and headed down the steps.
"Where are you going?" Dawn asked from her seat on the couch.
"Nowhere." Buffy answered.
"Then why are you all dressed up?"
"Cuz I feel like it," Buffy snapped.
"Geez, bite my head off," Dawn whined turning her attention back to the television.
"Sorry," Buffy said coming to sit next to her younger sibling. Immediately Dawn inched farther away. "Look I'm just a little worried about tonight and I guess I lashed out at you. Forgive me?"
"I suppose," Dawn smiled. "If you let me borrow your new peasant top."
"Deal," Buffy laughed.
A loud honk could be heard from the driveway and Buffy jumped up off the couch. "That's my ride," she announced. "Tell mom and Giles that I won't be home 'till late okay?" Waiting for a nod of agreement from Dawn, the eldest Summers girl was out the door.
----
Cordy's house was amazing; three floors, a huge swimming pool, and enormous back porch. Inside people crowded every available space: on the stairs, in the kitchen, living room, den, and even the closets. Buffy made a valiant effort to stay as far away from those as possible.
"Anybody want something to drink?" Xander asked, screaming over the ear piercingly loud music.
"Coke." Buffy shouted back.
"Sounds good. Make it two!" Willow echoed.
"Three!" Tara added. The girls looked at one another and laughed.
Xander stole Oz to help him with the drinks while the girls made their way out onto the back porch. It was quieter out there, the loud, thundering music being softened by the walls of the house. At the edge of the patio you could see the pool where a few people were busy splashing and laughing.
"Told you we should have brought our suits," Willow laughed, looking down at the people with a smile.
"And freeze our butts off? No thanks!" Tara laughed.
"Ladies I come baring liquid refreshment!" Xander shouted. Each girl took a can of soda and thanked the guys for getting them.
"So where's Spike tonight?" Xander asked Buffy.
Immediately her face fell. "Beats me. I'm gonna go find the bathroom," she mumbled and disappeared quickly.
"What'd I say?" Xander asked looking back at the disappearing Buffster.
"Let's just say the Spike topic is a sensitive one," Willow said. "Best to leave it alone."
----
'Where did all these people come from?' Buffy wondered as she passed yet another couple making out on the stairs. 'There can't be this many kids at Sunnydale High.' Finally reaching the top of the enormous staircase, Buffy made a quick right down a hallway. She'd gotten no more than four or five steps when she was met with a broad, very muscled chest.
"Oh geez, I'm sorry," she apologized quickly not even looking to see who it was.
"Buffy? I didn't know you were going to be here."
The blonde girl looked up to see a familiar face. "Angel? Oh hey." Normally this wouldn't have been a bad situation, but ever since learning of Spike and Angel's relation, Buffy had felt a weird sense of nervousness around him.
"So, you enjoying the party?" he asked.
"Oh yeah, it's a blast." Buffy answered with little enthusiasm.
"Very convincing," Angel laughed. "What the matter?"
"It's nothing," she fibbed, "I'm just-um-not feeling well." The lie rolled easily off her tongue. 'A little too easy,' she thought.
"That's too bad. Do you a ride home or anything?" Angel seemed genuine in his concern for her.
'This is the guy that Spike was worried about? He seems so sweet.' Buffy thought. But she remembered the story Spike had told her about the girl- what was her name? Celia? Cecily? Something like that-so she still felt awkward around him.
"No, I'm cool," she said.
"So where's Spike?" Angel asked, attempting to make small talk.
"I, uh, not sure. We didn't come together." Buffy told him. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around herself.
"Why not? Are you two-did you guys break up or something?" With each word, Angel seemed to move closer and closer to Buffy.
"Not exactly," Buffy spoke, taking tentative steps backwards.
"That's too bad," Angel smirked, "cause truth be told, I've always thought you were very attractive."
"Oh really?" Buffy squeaked, finding her back pinned against the wall. 'This is exactly why I didn't want to come tonight!'
----
Spike had been through the entire house nearly four times and still he couldn't find Buffy. He'd seen every other student of Sunnydale High, and a few that weren't but no Buffy. Sneaking away from a very drunk group of guys he had known in the fifth grade, Spike made his way out onto the back porch.
"Spike!" Someone called.
The bleached teen turned quickly to see a familiar red head coming towards him. "Hey Will." He called back.
"Have you seen Buffy yet?" the girl asked him.
"No," he answered, "I've been looking everywhere."
"She went up to the bathroom about ten minutes ago. Maybe there was a line or something," Willow suggested.
"Thanks," Spike said and turned, heading back into the house.
Having been to Cordy's before, Spike knew where the bathrooms were. Climbing the stairs and turning the corner, Spike blood boiled at the sight before him.
Angel had Buffy cornered, running his hand up her arm. Buffy's head turned frantically looking for a way out. When her eyes spotted William, they grew wide.
Before his brain knew what was happening, Spike stormed over to his half- brother, grabbed his shoulder, spun him around, and punched him dead in the face. Angel fell to the ground holding his bloody nose and screaming obscenities.
"Spike!" Buffy screamed. "It's not what it looked like."
"Don't worry," Spike assured her, "I know his games." Taking her hand, Spike led Buffy passed Angel and down the hall and down the steps.
"Do you want to go home?" Spike asked the shaken girl. Buffy didn't say anything just nodded.
"I'll go tell Wills," Spike said. "Stay here." With that he was gone.
Buffy felt terribly out of place. There she stood at the bottom of the stairs, hugging herself. 'I can't believe someone as sweet as Spike can be related to that.that.jerk! Angel is.I don't know, but it's nothing good.'
Spike returned from the porch moments later, the gang in tow. He walked over to Buffy and wrapped his arm around her waist. They hadn't gotten more than two steps when a loud scream broke the party.
Cordelia came rushing out of the upstairs hallway seconds later. "Spike!" she screamed. "You broke my boyfriend's nose!"
Everyone in the house turned to see a groggy looking Angel with a bloody face emerge from the hall. His nose had already begun to turn a deep shade of purple.
"Sorry bout that," Spike smiled at Cordy.
"You're gonna regret that buddy," Angel sneered.
"Doubt that mate," Spike grinned.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Buffy/Spike (again.)
**A/N: Some Angel bashing in this chapter, but not much! Enjoy and don't forget to review!**
Buffy looked in the mirror, she was nervous to no end. 'This is just another party,' she thought, trying to calm down. 'Just another party where you have to tell a super sweet, highly attractive, wonderful guy that things aren't going to work out.' With a depressed sigh, she grabbed her denim jacket and headed down the steps.
"Where are you going?" Dawn asked from her seat on the couch.
"Nowhere." Buffy answered.
"Then why are you all dressed up?"
"Cuz I feel like it," Buffy snapped.
"Geez, bite my head off," Dawn whined turning her attention back to the television.
"Sorry," Buffy said coming to sit next to her younger sibling. Immediately Dawn inched farther away. "Look I'm just a little worried about tonight and I guess I lashed out at you. Forgive me?"
"I suppose," Dawn smiled. "If you let me borrow your new peasant top."
"Deal," Buffy laughed.
A loud honk could be heard from the driveway and Buffy jumped up off the couch. "That's my ride," she announced. "Tell mom and Giles that I won't be home 'till late okay?" Waiting for a nod of agreement from Dawn, the eldest Summers girl was out the door.
----
Cordy's house was amazing; three floors, a huge swimming pool, and enormous back porch. Inside people crowded every available space: on the stairs, in the kitchen, living room, den, and even the closets. Buffy made a valiant effort to stay as far away from those as possible.
"Anybody want something to drink?" Xander asked, screaming over the ear piercingly loud music.
"Coke." Buffy shouted back.
"Sounds good. Make it two!" Willow echoed.
"Three!" Tara added. The girls looked at one another and laughed.
Xander stole Oz to help him with the drinks while the girls made their way out onto the back porch. It was quieter out there, the loud, thundering music being softened by the walls of the house. At the edge of the patio you could see the pool where a few people were busy splashing and laughing.
"Told you we should have brought our suits," Willow laughed, looking down at the people with a smile.
"And freeze our butts off? No thanks!" Tara laughed.
"Ladies I come baring liquid refreshment!" Xander shouted. Each girl took a can of soda and thanked the guys for getting them.
"So where's Spike tonight?" Xander asked Buffy.
Immediately her face fell. "Beats me. I'm gonna go find the bathroom," she mumbled and disappeared quickly.
"What'd I say?" Xander asked looking back at the disappearing Buffster.
"Let's just say the Spike topic is a sensitive one," Willow said. "Best to leave it alone."
----
'Where did all these people come from?' Buffy wondered as she passed yet another couple making out on the stairs. 'There can't be this many kids at Sunnydale High.' Finally reaching the top of the enormous staircase, Buffy made a quick right down a hallway. She'd gotten no more than four or five steps when she was met with a broad, very muscled chest.
"Oh geez, I'm sorry," she apologized quickly not even looking to see who it was.
"Buffy? I didn't know you were going to be here."
The blonde girl looked up to see a familiar face. "Angel? Oh hey." Normally this wouldn't have been a bad situation, but ever since learning of Spike and Angel's relation, Buffy had felt a weird sense of nervousness around him.
"So, you enjoying the party?" he asked.
"Oh yeah, it's a blast." Buffy answered with little enthusiasm.
"Very convincing," Angel laughed. "What the matter?"
"It's nothing," she fibbed, "I'm just-um-not feeling well." The lie rolled easily off her tongue. 'A little too easy,' she thought.
"That's too bad. Do you a ride home or anything?" Angel seemed genuine in his concern for her.
'This is the guy that Spike was worried about? He seems so sweet.' Buffy thought. But she remembered the story Spike had told her about the girl- what was her name? Celia? Cecily? Something like that-so she still felt awkward around him.
"No, I'm cool," she said.
"So where's Spike?" Angel asked, attempting to make small talk.
"I, uh, not sure. We didn't come together." Buffy told him. Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around herself.
"Why not? Are you two-did you guys break up or something?" With each word, Angel seemed to move closer and closer to Buffy.
"Not exactly," Buffy spoke, taking tentative steps backwards.
"That's too bad," Angel smirked, "cause truth be told, I've always thought you were very attractive."
"Oh really?" Buffy squeaked, finding her back pinned against the wall. 'This is exactly why I didn't want to come tonight!'
----
Spike had been through the entire house nearly four times and still he couldn't find Buffy. He'd seen every other student of Sunnydale High, and a few that weren't but no Buffy. Sneaking away from a very drunk group of guys he had known in the fifth grade, Spike made his way out onto the back porch.
"Spike!" Someone called.
The bleached teen turned quickly to see a familiar red head coming towards him. "Hey Will." He called back.
"Have you seen Buffy yet?" the girl asked him.
"No," he answered, "I've been looking everywhere."
"She went up to the bathroom about ten minutes ago. Maybe there was a line or something," Willow suggested.
"Thanks," Spike said and turned, heading back into the house.
Having been to Cordy's before, Spike knew where the bathrooms were. Climbing the stairs and turning the corner, Spike blood boiled at the sight before him.
Angel had Buffy cornered, running his hand up her arm. Buffy's head turned frantically looking for a way out. When her eyes spotted William, they grew wide.
Before his brain knew what was happening, Spike stormed over to his half- brother, grabbed his shoulder, spun him around, and punched him dead in the face. Angel fell to the ground holding his bloody nose and screaming obscenities.
"Spike!" Buffy screamed. "It's not what it looked like."
"Don't worry," Spike assured her, "I know his games." Taking her hand, Spike led Buffy passed Angel and down the hall and down the steps.
"Do you want to go home?" Spike asked the shaken girl. Buffy didn't say anything just nodded.
"I'll go tell Wills," Spike said. "Stay here." With that he was gone.
Buffy felt terribly out of place. There she stood at the bottom of the stairs, hugging herself. 'I can't believe someone as sweet as Spike can be related to that.that.jerk! Angel is.I don't know, but it's nothing good.'
Spike returned from the porch moments later, the gang in tow. He walked over to Buffy and wrapped his arm around her waist. They hadn't gotten more than two steps when a loud scream broke the party.
Cordelia came rushing out of the upstairs hallway seconds later. "Spike!" she screamed. "You broke my boyfriend's nose!"
Everyone in the house turned to see a groggy looking Angel with a bloody face emerge from the hall. His nose had already begun to turn a deep shade of purple.
"Sorry bout that," Spike smiled at Cordy.
"You're gonna regret that buddy," Angel sneered.
"Doubt that mate," Spike grinned.
