Rating: R

(A/N: Yes, kiddies…the rating changes to R now. **grins evilly** Why, you ask?? Hm…lemme think…some flesh exposing involved, a bunch of eyes widening, a lack of sleep…oh well, just read it, will ya? OOH…and don't forget to review! You know, I'm addicted to it ;) )

Chapter 12: Dangerous Thoughts

Cordy was working while Willow was on a date with her boyfriend, Xander. Joyce went to New York for a conference and Buffy was left alone by herself. The only place she could think of right now was Spike's place, the place where she could feel as her second home with a warm welcome.

Buffy went to Spike's room and climbed over the bed, starting to curl up against him as usual. She closed her eyes as she draped one arm on Spike's waist and stroked his back lightly. Just when her palm reached above his bottom, she froze, eyes flustered open.

His lower body wasn't wrapped in a piece of clothing. She practically jumped from the bed. Her hazel orbs got even wider when Spike startled and sat straight immediately at her shock. His features mirrored hers.

"Spike, what are you doing?!?" Buffy shrieked, her heart pounding real hard. She put a hand on her chest as if lowering her heart rate.

"Wha'?!? I thought you're gonna spend time with Cordy as much as you can, so I assumed you're not gonna come over here then. That's why I took this advantage to sleep naked as much as I possibly can.

Y'know I missed that a lot what with you keep sleeping in my bed and all." Spike tried to calm his heart down as well from his shock. His body was no longer covered by the sheet, except his calves that still tangled between it, exposing his deliciously naked body.

Buffy lowered her gaze from his eyes, down to his neck, across his lean and hard abdomen and landed on his member. She took the whole sight approvingly, especially when she now focus on his groin. Her mouth grew dry in an instant as she felt her blood rushing through her body. The winter breeze suddenly felt like a steaming sauna. She was half way to lick her lower lip reflexively when she heard Spike continued to speak. She broke her gaze off and shot her eyes up to look straight at his eyes.

"Buffy?? Are you alright, pet?" Spike followed her gaze, which landed on his member. A pride raced uncontrollably through him. He had seen girls drooling over his body, but not Buffy. Not Buffy, his non-existent sister. 'Wow! She slept with me hundreds times and she just realized what a hot tight little body I have??' He smirked at the thought.

"Uhh...y-yeah...o-of course I am..." Buffy stammered. She started looking around. Spike's guitar that was leaned against the wall by the bed's end, suddenly gained her interest. She began pacing around the room.

"Umm...you know what, I-I just remember that I have to meet Cordy for shopping." She lied. Her voice was too perky as she tried to cover her embarrassment. She could feel her face flushed and her heart wouldn't calm down a bit. 'Dammit! What is WRONG with me?? This is your brother, idiot! Well...he's not really my brother though...he's just like one of them...' Buffy was getting frustrated at her own mental conversation. Spike glanced at his alarm clock. It read 8.45 P.M. He raised one scarred brow. "At this hour??" he asked, confused.

"Well, won't kill to find out if there's still stores open," she winced at her reasoning, knowing that it wasn't a shopping night.

'Geez, Buff I know you're not the brightest person in the world. But, lame much?!?' She offered a nervous smile while she attempted to focus on his eyes. 'His eyes, Buffy! NOT his member!! Bad Buffy!' She emotionally kicked herself in the head. Buffy made a mental note to herself, 'Must KILL Cordy when I get home. This is all her fault for putting dangerous thoughts of Spike in my mind.'

"I-I better go. Bye!" She rushed towards the bedroom's door and started to pull the knob briskly, but it wouldn't budge and the door wouldn't open. She was getting more and more agitated, her face already matched with the color of flame.

"Pet, you need to turn the knob clockwise to open it. Where did Cordy take you these days? Dinosaurian world?" Spike arched his eyebrows again. A cocky grin never left his features. He obviously knew what went through her mind and he found it quiet amusing.

Buffy flashed a sheepish tight smile. She closed her eyes momentarily at her stupidity. She turned the knob to the right and sighed in relief when the door ripped open. She said another goodbye before storming out of his house, out of his room, out of the sight that made her temperature went straight to 40 degrees. Once she was in his front yard, she took a deep breath. Sucking a cool air into her lungs never felt better. Her features turned into relief but soon turned into anger. She knew where she had to go now. Her cousin's pretty face came across her mind. 'Cordy, you are SO dead!'. She took wide steps heading to her own house as she wrecked her brain out to figure out the best way to torture her cousin after she damaged her brain with wild thoughts. She just hoped that Cordy was home already by the time she confronted her.

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"You are one DEAD woman, sista!" Buffy bursted into her house with her index finger pointing at her cousin's startled reaction. Cordy shot her eyes up and dropped her magazine instantly when she heard Buffy's yell.

"What?!? What the hell are you talking 'bout?" Cordy heard herself yelled back. Buffy started pacing around the living room, in front of her cousin who sat on the couch.

"You know what I'm talking about! That thought with Spike being a hot and sexy hunk and all..." She waved one hand in front of her and placed the other firmly on her hip. The previous sight came across her mind and she felt her face flushed once again. Cordy's features now turned into an amused look at her cousin's flushed face. She smiled to herself, her brown eyes darted following Buffy's motion.

"What happened?" she simply inquired.

"Well I was at- What makes you think something happened?" Buffy stopped her feet when she realized that her cousin knew something must be up, judging from her reddened face. Cordy gave a stern look, crossing arms across her chest matching her crossing legs. Buffy finally conceded, she slumped into the couch next to Cordy.

"I was at Spike's house an hour ago and went straight to his bed. Y'know, started snuggling against him like we usually do. But then when I put my arm on him...I found out that he was umm...he was..."

Buffy thought of a better word to say beside 'mouth-wateringly naked'. Okay, maybe 'deliciously' was more polite, less pervert. She startled at her cousin's snap.

"He was what??"

"H-h-he was...naked" Buffy let out the last word in a whisper. It took all Cordy's ear strength to hear her cousin's whisper, she decided to torture her cousin even more.

"He was what?" She repeated her question, suppressed her smile.

"He was NAKED, okay!!" Buffy said it loud in irritation. She knew that Cordy just wanted to press her button. She glared at her amused look.

"So...what did he look like underneath? You know, his package..." Cordy grinned wickedly, a gleam in her crystal brown eyes.

"Who said I saw his...package..." Buffy's face blushed again at the word 'package'. 'Damn this running blood!' If she was a vampire, she wouldn't have to worry her face being hot and rosy.

"Oh come on, Buff. You won't be blushing by now if you didn't see his package." Cordy rolled her eyes at her cousin's denial. Buffy blushed even more. Her cheek turned from soft pink to flame red in a flash. She let out an exasperated sigh. Having more denials wouldn't help to drop the case. So she told the rest of the story starting from when she jumped from his bed. Cordy laughed so hard, her tears pricked in her eyes. She hadn't laughed this hard for a while and she found it was a good medicine for her overly stressed job. Buffy shot daggers at her, feeling more irritated.

"Oh my god, Buffy. You've just given me the best prescription in my life. Not even one psychiatrist I visited gave the kind I needed." Cordy said between her laughter. Buffy scowled at her comment.

"Glad I can help." she replied sarcastically. Then she continued,

"This is all your fault! Now I won't be able to face him again. I can't even sleep over his house anymore!" She grunted, still annoyed. Cordy burst into laughter again at the thought of Buffy who always felt comfortable with Spike, suddenly stiffened around him.

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Buffy tossed and turned around on her bed. She glanced at the alarm clock on her nightstand. It read 5 A.M. 'Shit. Four hours before school. Come on, Buffy! Sleepsleepsleep!!" She silently chanted to herself. She began twisting the locks of her hair. It was her habit whenever she couldn't sleep. She found this comfort her nerves and frustration. Weird, I know! Freaky, hell yeah!

She wrecked her brain out, trying to find some thoughts in the back of her mind to make her doze off, when suddenly an image of a very naked Spike entered her mind uninvited. She opened her eyes promptly, then shook the image off, desperately trying to erase it from her mind.

She had seen naked Spike before, but it was a wayyyyy long ago. Back when they were still new friends, they had often shared a bath together. It was all being so cute and making people gasping 'aww' at their sight. But now, everything was different. Buffy hated to admit that Spike was now more than her dorky friend. He's turning into a charming and gorgeous as hell young man, not to mention that he had a killer body and sexy smile to go with his brainy skull of his.

She turned to the side as she put a pillow above her head tightly and squeezed her eyes shut again, as if she was hiding from the light in her darkened room. The action didn't help her. She discarded the pillow and lay on her back when she began lacking of air. She took a gulp of air as she stared at the ceiling. 'How am I going to face him tomorrow?' Her mind started working on the possible reactions she would give when she saw him at school. But nothing good came up. Buffy heaved a sigh. This was going to be one of those long nights she had...or mornings rather.

to be continued

A/N: For those of you who might be thinking 'who in the world has that kind of habit?' Well, that would be me... the twisting thingy and maybe with the help of fantasizing about Spike's hot little body mostly help me with the insomnia I keep having every night heehee...