Chapter 25: New Friends

Two weeks. It'd been two weeks that Spike hadn't been out with her, hadn't been having their own private time. She had once promised him to make the lost time up as soon as her after-school work ended. But it never happened. Her work in gallery had been ruling her and their relationship and Spike wasn't elated about it. Though she did apologize about it, he still wished that they could spend more time together. God, he missed her. He missed her companionship, missed watching Passions with her, missed how she always found a way to mock his beloved soap opera.

And now this. She had just called him to let him know that she's going to New York with her mother for a conference tonight. He had argued with her, saying how it was not a part of her job. And she'd explained that it was important to her so that she knew the way her mother worked and that her mother needed her as her assistant. Spike understood that she'd love to spend more time with her mother, but he needed her too, dammit! Best friend!Spike would probably not mind and try to understand if she's busy, but boyfriend!Spike demanded more attention from her. He knew he sounded selfish, but damn, he missed her so badly.

He sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of his nose with two digits. Grabbing his wireless, he dialled a familiar number and waited for it to be answered.

"Hey, Xan. Wanna play some pool tonight?" He said as soon as he heard the brunette's voice on the other end of the line.

"Well…" Xander began ruefully. Spike closed his eyes, instantly knowing his answer. "I'm about to see a movie with Willow. But hey, if you wanna come, then please…join us! So I won't be the only one who suffers from a chick flick." The brunette gave a short laughter. Spike chuckled humourlessly.

"No thanks, man. The movie is yours and Red's alone. I'll…see what I can do to spend my Friday night." He could feel the apologetic smile Xander offered him.

"Still no Buffy time for you?" Spike shook his head, not caring that his friend couldn't see him. "Hey, why don't you have father and son time with Giles?" Xander said, pleased with his suggestion. Spike snorted.

"Right. And where would we go? Ancient Books R Us?" Laughter was heard from the other line. "Anyway, just go and have fun! Red's waiting for you." With a short goodbye, Spike ended the conversation. 

He tapped his finger on the wireless, his eyes stared blankly at the wall. A minute passed as he tried to decide whether he should make another call or not. Digging into his jeans pocket, he switched the phone on then punched a series digit of number while looking back and forth between the wireless and a scrape of paper in his hand.

He waited anxiously as he tapped one foot. A perky voice finally came through the receiver. "Anya? It's me, Spike. Wanna go out tonight? Great! I'll see in half an hour at the bronze. Bye." He tossed the phone carelessly on the bed. A smile passed over his features. Finally, he had something to do tonight. With that thought, he strode to the bathroom and got ready.

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His eyes wandered around the whole club, searching for a certain brunette. Anya spotted him first and waved at him, a long blond haired girl was sitting next to her. Spike approached the girls with his trademark smirk on his face.

"Hey! Hope you don't mind I bring my friend over. This is Tara." Anya gestured to the girl next to her.

"Pleasure to meet you." He said, giving the blond head a wink. Tara instantly ducked her head, pink tint started spreading her ivory cheeks.

"I-It's nice to meet you too. Y-You're Spike, right?" She replied in stutter.

"That I am." Spike was still smiling and Tara ducked her head again.

"She's just shy meeting new people. But you should see her in bed. I mean, wow! Talk about wild!" Anya commented, giving him an impressed look. The bleached head widened his eyes, shock clearly evident in them as he dropped his jaw to the floor. He hadn't gotten used to the way Anya spoke and probably never would, even though he had befriended her for two weeks.

"Anya!" Tara shot her a dirty look but the brunette ignored her.

"Oh, by the way, she's a bi. I don't usually do a girl-on-girl action but I've had threesome with her and a guy. There's this one time when we were with a college guy, he was quite cute but boy, he was the worst I've ever had! Good thing Tara was there to give me a mind-blowing orgasm and- ow! Why are you pinching me?" Anya glared at her friend as she rubbed her reddening thigh.

"Will you learn to stop babbling? And thanks for giving him a good impression on me." Tara threw her a glare back, her face was red like flame. The brunette only scowled, mumbling incoherently to herself.

Spike had yet picked his jaw up when he heard Anya's babbling. He thought his jaw would forever hit the floor if he continued listening to whatever came out of Anya's mouth.

"I-I'm sorry. W-What's Anya said wasn't entirely true." Tara said in embarrassment.

"Yes, it was! You know I never-" At the narrowing eyes of her friend, Anya rolled her eyes. "Fine. I'm shutting up now." Sulking in her stool, she let Tara take over the conversation.

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"A-Anya told me that you have a girlfriend. I-Is she around?" Spike took his time to swig his beer. He didn't feel like bringing Buffy up but he didn't want to make Tara uncomfortable by avoiding the question.

"No. She's out of town, busy playing an assistant of her mother." He flashed her a sad smile. Tara smiled back in sympathy.

"Ooh, are you trying to cheat on her? Because if you are, I'll be happy to be your other girl." Anya offered with verve. Spike chuckled, shaking his head at the amazement that was she.

"Thanks for the offer, Ahn. But no. Been cheated myself and would never do that to her in million years." He mumbled the last sentence against the mouth of his bottle. He took a large gulp as memories of Drusilla flashed across his mind. They were horrible but they no longer hurt him. He smiled to himself as he remembered the time Buffy attacked the raven girl on account to defend him.

"What are you smiling at? Oh my god, you're thinking of having a threesome with me and your girl, aren't you? Me too!"

"Huh? What?" Spike snapped out of his reverie. Realizing what she just said, he widened his eyes though he couldn't stop a vision of Anya, Buffy and him in bed together came across his mind. "No…no, I'm not. I was just remembering some funny story. I can tell you later, but first of all, you can stop acting like a puppy with a bone anytime now." Anya drew her brows in a frown.

"What does that get to do with you?" Spike rolled his eyes.

"It's my bone, for Pete's sake!" The brunette open and closed her mouth, then settling for a pout when she found no answer escape.

Ignoring her friend, Tara spoke up, "S-So, w-what was your funny story y-you were talking about?"

to be continued.