Mis: Thank you :o)
Buffy walked into the victorian house, closing the door behind her. She rested her bag on the stairs, before heading into the kitchen.
She'd walked with Faith to Giles, and the two had talked about going out slaying that night.
They still hadn't dusted "The Three". They'd seemed to have just magically disappeared. Giles was confused by this, and that made Buffy nervous. When Giles was confused, that wasn't good.
Opening the fridge, she pulled out a chocolate pudding and turned around to sit down at the table.
"Healthy snack you got there pet," Spike said, coming up behind her.
She nodded, her mouth full of pudding. "Want some?"
He shook his head, and walked over to the fridge, pulling out an apple. "Prefer the stuff that doesn't clog your arteries."
"Yes, but this is yummier," she said.
"I'm not gonna win this am I luv?"
"Not by a long shot," she said.
He sat down next to her. "Excited for Friday?"
"Um-. . What's Friday?" she said. 'Like I don't know,' she thought. The hurt look on his face made her heart break. "I'm joking," she said. "You really need to learn to catch on to that. Of course I'm excited. I'm going out with Spike, how could I not be?"
They both looked up to the doorway when Angel walked in, throwing his bag on the floor. He sat down across from Buffy and took the spoon from her hand, eating a scoop of pudding.
"Hey," Buffy said. "Get your own."
"Not hungry," Angel said, while swallowing the pudding. "Did Faith get home alright?"
"Yes, she did. Why?" she asked, digging into her pudding.
"Just curious," he said.
"Oh, okay," Buffy said, standing. She threw the empty pudding cup into the garbage and her spoon into the sink. Turning around, she put her hand on Spike's shoulder. "I'm going to go do homework. See you two later."
Buffy exited the room, and Angel turned to Spike. "Don't tell me-. ."
"Don't accuse," Spike said. "We're just friends. You know, like you and Faith."
"That is completely different Spike," Angel said. "Faith did not touch my shoulder and-. ."
"Say I'm going to do homework," Spike said, rolling his eyes. "Now that is what I call romance."
Angel stood up. "I'm going out."
"Where?" Spike asked, standing also. "You going to be gone long? Please say you are."
Angel gave him a fake smile. "I would, but I know you'd miss me, so I won't be long," he said, before leaving.
Spike watched his cousin leave before heading for the stairs. Once up there, he walked past Buffy's room, to get to his. Something caught his eye, and he backed up a few paces.
Buffy was standing in her room, changing into what appeared to be her pyjama's. The door was open a crack, giving Spike a good view. He knew it was wrong to spy on her, but she was just so beautiful.
Her hands gripped the bottom of her shirt, pulling it off. Spike's hand shifted, sending him flying into the room.
Buffy panicked, grabbing up her top and covering herself. She turned to look at Spike and her cheeks reddened.
"Sorry luv," he said. "I-. . Tripped-. . And-. ."
Buffy's expression didn't change, and she continued to wait for an explanation.
"Bugger that. I was spying, alright?" he said. "But how could I not? Look at you."
Buffy gripped her shirt tighter, but a smile formed on her lips. "Turn around." He did as he was told, and Buffy slipped on her shirt. "Our conversation will go better without me being half naked."
"Can I beg to differ?" he said, but lowered his head when she glared at him. "Sorry."
"You're a guy," she said. "I guess I can't hold it against you. You didn't pick which gender you were going to be."
"So you aren't mad?"
"I should be. You were watching me change. That's illegal, you know?" she asked. "I could send you to jail." She paused. "But I won't."
"Because you couldn't live without me, right pet?" he said, walking closer to her.
"Don't get too cocky," she said. "I might just change my mind."
"I don't think you would," he said, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Cause you can't resist me. You want me."
"Like a chicken want's it's head cut off," Buffy said, pushing him away, but failing. "You wanna raise the charges up to rape?" She smiled when he just laughed at her comment. "You think I'm joking? Does this face look like a joking face?"
"You're trying hard not to laugh luv," he said. "So yeah, it does."
She pouted. "Why must you be so hard to hate?"
"One of life's mysteries," he said, leaning down to kiss her. "Why do you have to be so cute?"
"I was born that way," she said.
"Whoa."
Spike immediately dropped his hold on Buffy when someone's voice came from the door. The two blondes turned to the doorway, shocked when they saw Angel standing there.
"You said you were going out," Spike said.
"I did, I'm back," he said. "Certainly didn't take you two long to jump on that opportunity."
"We were just-. . Hugging," Buffy said. "You know, like friends do. Like you and Faith do."
"Why is everything you two do always compared to what me and Faith do?"
"Because you two are having a secret relationship behind our backs and we don't understand why, because we already suspect something but no you two have to much "pride" or something to admit that you like someone who is practically your family member but isn't because our families aren't married and we're supposed to be your friends and that would mean we wouldn't have a problem with it because as a matter of fact me and Spike are seeing one another," Buffy said, all in one breath.
Both Angel and Spike stared at her blankly, and her cheeks turned a light shade of red.
"Oops," she said. "You're supposed to stop me when I do that!"
"Was there any time for us to?" Spike asked, and Buffy hit him in the arm playfully. "Ow."
"There is no me and Faith Buffy," Angel said. "We're nothing more then friends. If something happened to-. . Happen between us, Faith would tell you."
Buffy let out a sigh. "You're probably right," she said, and he turned to leave. "Oh and Angel, tell anyone what you saw, and I will hurt you."
"She's got a strong arm mate," he said. "Better keep your mouth shut."
Angel nodded before leaving.
"Now where were we?" Spike asked, turning to her.
"I believe we were discussing how cute I was," Buffy said, smiling as he brought his lips to hers and kissed her.
Buffy walked into the victorian house, closing the door behind her. She rested her bag on the stairs, before heading into the kitchen.
She'd walked with Faith to Giles, and the two had talked about going out slaying that night.
They still hadn't dusted "The Three". They'd seemed to have just magically disappeared. Giles was confused by this, and that made Buffy nervous. When Giles was confused, that wasn't good.
Opening the fridge, she pulled out a chocolate pudding and turned around to sit down at the table.
"Healthy snack you got there pet," Spike said, coming up behind her.
She nodded, her mouth full of pudding. "Want some?"
He shook his head, and walked over to the fridge, pulling out an apple. "Prefer the stuff that doesn't clog your arteries."
"Yes, but this is yummier," she said.
"I'm not gonna win this am I luv?"
"Not by a long shot," she said.
He sat down next to her. "Excited for Friday?"
"Um-. . What's Friday?" she said. 'Like I don't know,' she thought. The hurt look on his face made her heart break. "I'm joking," she said. "You really need to learn to catch on to that. Of course I'm excited. I'm going out with Spike, how could I not be?"
They both looked up to the doorway when Angel walked in, throwing his bag on the floor. He sat down across from Buffy and took the spoon from her hand, eating a scoop of pudding.
"Hey," Buffy said. "Get your own."
"Not hungry," Angel said, while swallowing the pudding. "Did Faith get home alright?"
"Yes, she did. Why?" she asked, digging into her pudding.
"Just curious," he said.
"Oh, okay," Buffy said, standing. She threw the empty pudding cup into the garbage and her spoon into the sink. Turning around, she put her hand on Spike's shoulder. "I'm going to go do homework. See you two later."
Buffy exited the room, and Angel turned to Spike. "Don't tell me-. ."
"Don't accuse," Spike said. "We're just friends. You know, like you and Faith."
"That is completely different Spike," Angel said. "Faith did not touch my shoulder and-. ."
"Say I'm going to do homework," Spike said, rolling his eyes. "Now that is what I call romance."
Angel stood up. "I'm going out."
"Where?" Spike asked, standing also. "You going to be gone long? Please say you are."
Angel gave him a fake smile. "I would, but I know you'd miss me, so I won't be long," he said, before leaving.
Spike watched his cousin leave before heading for the stairs. Once up there, he walked past Buffy's room, to get to his. Something caught his eye, and he backed up a few paces.
Buffy was standing in her room, changing into what appeared to be her pyjama's. The door was open a crack, giving Spike a good view. He knew it was wrong to spy on her, but she was just so beautiful.
Her hands gripped the bottom of her shirt, pulling it off. Spike's hand shifted, sending him flying into the room.
Buffy panicked, grabbing up her top and covering herself. She turned to look at Spike and her cheeks reddened.
"Sorry luv," he said. "I-. . Tripped-. . And-. ."
Buffy's expression didn't change, and she continued to wait for an explanation.
"Bugger that. I was spying, alright?" he said. "But how could I not? Look at you."
Buffy gripped her shirt tighter, but a smile formed on her lips. "Turn around." He did as he was told, and Buffy slipped on her shirt. "Our conversation will go better without me being half naked."
"Can I beg to differ?" he said, but lowered his head when she glared at him. "Sorry."
"You're a guy," she said. "I guess I can't hold it against you. You didn't pick which gender you were going to be."
"So you aren't mad?"
"I should be. You were watching me change. That's illegal, you know?" she asked. "I could send you to jail." She paused. "But I won't."
"Because you couldn't live without me, right pet?" he said, walking closer to her.
"Don't get too cocky," she said. "I might just change my mind."
"I don't think you would," he said, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Cause you can't resist me. You want me."
"Like a chicken want's it's head cut off," Buffy said, pushing him away, but failing. "You wanna raise the charges up to rape?" She smiled when he just laughed at her comment. "You think I'm joking? Does this face look like a joking face?"
"You're trying hard not to laugh luv," he said. "So yeah, it does."
She pouted. "Why must you be so hard to hate?"
"One of life's mysteries," he said, leaning down to kiss her. "Why do you have to be so cute?"
"I was born that way," she said.
"Whoa."
Spike immediately dropped his hold on Buffy when someone's voice came from the door. The two blondes turned to the doorway, shocked when they saw Angel standing there.
"You said you were going out," Spike said.
"I did, I'm back," he said. "Certainly didn't take you two long to jump on that opportunity."
"We were just-. . Hugging," Buffy said. "You know, like friends do. Like you and Faith do."
"Why is everything you two do always compared to what me and Faith do?"
"Because you two are having a secret relationship behind our backs and we don't understand why, because we already suspect something but no you two have to much "pride" or something to admit that you like someone who is practically your family member but isn't because our families aren't married and we're supposed to be your friends and that would mean we wouldn't have a problem with it because as a matter of fact me and Spike are seeing one another," Buffy said, all in one breath.
Both Angel and Spike stared at her blankly, and her cheeks turned a light shade of red.
"Oops," she said. "You're supposed to stop me when I do that!"
"Was there any time for us to?" Spike asked, and Buffy hit him in the arm playfully. "Ow."
"There is no me and Faith Buffy," Angel said. "We're nothing more then friends. If something happened to-. . Happen between us, Faith would tell you."
Buffy let out a sigh. "You're probably right," she said, and he turned to leave. "Oh and Angel, tell anyone what you saw, and I will hurt you."
"She's got a strong arm mate," he said. "Better keep your mouth shut."
Angel nodded before leaving.
"Now where were we?" Spike asked, turning to her.
"I believe we were discussing how cute I was," Buffy said, smiling as he brought his lips to hers and kissed her.