Daydreamer
Jessica Charlotte
A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews guys!!!!! I'm so glad that you all like it.
Spuffyfan22- I'm glad that you find my disclaimers funny; I'll put one in this chapter for you. Isn't Buffy's name Elizabeth? I think it is, and who knows, maybe it's just some weird random thing that some founder of fanfiction started and it stuck.
Disclaimer (For Spuffyfan22)
Buffy and Spike were walking through the graveyard hand in hand. "I'm so glad that Joss made us finally together, luv." Spike said, squeezing her hand.
"I know, Spike, I was about to die with sexual tension, but I'm so glad that he came to his senses."
Joss suddenly ran onto the set, "No, no! This isn't the way that this episode is supposed to go! You," he pointed at Spike, "Are supposed to take her," he pointed at Buffy, "Up against that crypt wall, on that tomb, and are supposed to screw her up that tree. Because this show is mine and I want it to go like this!"
Spike followed Joss's waving hand before looking at Buffy, "You up for this, luv?" he asked her.
"Always for you," she breathed and they met for a passionate kiss.
First Date, part two
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Buffy and Spike pulled up to the curb at the Bronze. He was opening her door for her before she had the chance to unbuckle the seatbelt. She blushed lightly and took his hand as she climbed out of the car. He locked the door and smiled at her, before leading her through the small crowds of people passing the club, never letting go of her hand. Her heart thudded in her chest as she followed him, a shy smile gracing her lips. They came to a stop when Spike paid for both of them to get in and the person collecting money stamped both of their hands with a bright red ink to prevent them from getting alcohol. They wandered inside, their hands still loosely linked. Spike scanned the crowd and he saw Cordelia, Angel, Drusilla, Parker, and Dawn. Instantly, he dropped her hand and turned to her, "Why don't you get us a table, I'll go grab us a couple of cokes." She nodded and they went off in opposite directions.
She was sitting at an empty table drumming her hands. Spike had been gone for a good ten minutes now and she was beginning to wonder where he had disappeared. She glanced around and her heart dropped when she saw him sitting at a table with the bitchiest and most popular people in Sunnydale high school. She frowned and looked towards the entrance when she saw Willow and Xander walk in.
"Buffy!" Willow yelled, waving wildly, cheerful as usual.
Buffy smiled and waved them over. They walked over and hopped on a couple of stools, "I didn't know you two were coming tonight," she said.
"Well, we weren't." Xander started. "But then evil thoughts about Captain Peroxide over there being evil entered my eye so I decided to stake out. And of course I had to drag my partner in crime along," he motioned to Willow.
She couldn't help but smile in amusement. They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before a sensual song with a fast beat came on. Buffy glanced back at the table Spike was sitting at. She turned back to her friends, "Hey guys, do you mind table sitting for a couple minutes? I just love this song and I see a cute guy over there who has been checking me out for the past few minutes." She was surprised at how easily the lie rolled off of her tongue. "I'll be back, okay?"
They both nodded and she wandered off into the crowd. She walked through the throes of people and came to a stop at the table of her enemies. Parker was the first to notice her and sat upright, leering at her form none to subtly. "Hi," Buffy said, "I was just wondering which of you would like to dance with me? Because I was here with someone, but he seems to have found somewhere he'd rather be." She sent an icy glare at Spike.
"Oh, I know!" Cordelia said. "He must have been attacked by a vampire or something, but that's right up your alley, isn't it, Buffy? Why don't you scamper off and go protect some helpless innocents or something, freak!"
If Buffy was hurt by Cordelia's comments, she hid it well. "Fine, I'll just have to find some more mature guys who aren't stuck up tight assess." She backed up a couple of steps and turned around to walk straight into a man's chest. She looked up and smiled sweetly at a guy who was smiling back at her.
"Hello, my name's Ford," he started. "I was wondering if you would like to dance with me?"
She smiled, "I would love to dance with you, Ford."
He took her hand and led her onto the dance floor. He immediately started grinding his hips into hers, and she responded in kind. His hands started to move up her sides and Spike didn't mistake her reaction. Her posture went rigid and she slowly tried to inch away from his groping hands. He reached for and yanked her back against him, none too gently. She turned and was about to slap him but he grabbed her wrist before it could connect with his face. In an instant, Spike and Xander were crossing towards the two, completely unaware that the other was as well.
"Leave Buffy alone!" Xander yelled.
"I don't think she wants to dance with you, mate," Spike said at exactly the same time. They both slammed a fist into Ford's stomach and he doubled over in pain.
Buffy shot both Xander and Spike murderous looks, "Okay, first off, I don't need either of you defending me, I appreciate the gesture, but I can stick up for myself. And secondly, I was handling the situation just fine."
Spike eyed her skeptically, "It didn't look that way to me, pet," he said.
"And he was groping you all over!" Xander screeched.
Ford was standing up and wiped a trail of drool off of his chin. "I'm going to kill the both of you," he growled.
Buffy turned around in annoyance and kneed him in the groin, "Will you shut up? I'm trying to have a conversation here!" She turned back to the two guys and glared at them again, "You should both be ashamed of yourselves." She briskly turned away from them and walked back to the table. She grabbed her purse and turned back to glare for added effort before striding out the door.
Xander and Spike both stood around awkwardly before Xander said, "It's your fault, Captain Peroxide!"
Spike rolled his eyes and pushed him off to the side before jogging outside in an attempt to find Buffy.
Buffy was walking down the sidewalk quickly, her heeled shoes echoing against the pavement. She was walking for several minutes when she thought that she felt someone following her. She cautiously turned around and saw a suspicious looking young man in a dark blue hooded sweatshirt and a pair of baggy jeans. She stopped and yelled in annoyance, "Is there just something about me tonight that screams 'Creep magnet'?" The guy looked up in surprise, and she started to pace, continuing her rant. "Can a girl not wear nice sexy looking clothes without having sex-deprived teenage boys attacking me? I mean, I was only trying to impress one guy! One! Not you, not Ford! And I definitely did not want Spike or Xander to go all caveman on me! It's just so patronizing to have two different people trying to protect me when I can take care of myself. I am after all called Buffy!"
The young man was startled and said in a squeaky voice, "I-I'm sorry Miss, can I help you with something?"
Buffy's eyes widened in realization and she shook her head, an embarrassed blush washing over her from head to toe. She quickly ran across the street, almost getting hit by a car. She looked at the car and was mortified when she realized that the driver was Spike. She tried to walk on and pretend like he didn't see her or almost hit her, but he wrapped his arms around her middle and held her against him.
She was struggling but he murmured in soothing tones and said, "Buffy, luv, I'm sorry about what happened earlier tonight, I just didn't want you to get hurt. I care about you, and I saw red when he was forcing himself on you. I understand that you must be pretty bloody pissed about the whole thing; I would be too. But could you please forgive me and I'll try not to flip out on you in the future?"
She froze, "I-in the future?"
He nodded, "I'd like there to be a future, yes." They stood there, frozen in time for what seemed like an eternity, his arms wrapped around her, her standing motionless. The spell was broken when she shivered and he smirked slightly, holding her a little bit tighter. "Cold, luv?" he asked, rubbing his hands slowly up and down her arms.
She nodded sheepishly, "Well, just a little."
"Best be getting you back inside my car then, can't afford to have my lab partner sick in bed with a cold, now can we?"
She rolled her eyes playfully as they returned to his car, "Yeah, then you'd have to work with some other girl who would no doubt be dying to be your lab partner."
"And you're not?" he exclaimed in mock surprise, placing a hand on his chest melodramatically, "How dare you?"
She giggled and checked her watch, "Wow, it's already 9:30?"
He shrugged, "Guess so, pet. Shall we start the biology project now?"
She nodded, "Yep, why don't we go back to my place? I noticed that your nail polish was chipping and I'm sure I have something that would fit your style."
"Trying to lure me into your bed already pet?" he teased lightly. When she began to stutter out a reply he said, "I'm only teasing you, luv. But that blush of yours is such a lovely color on you." He smiled as she ducked her head and sent a shy grin in his direction.
A/N: TA-DA!!! Part two of the First Date is finished. Isn't it so great in its spuffiness and melodramatic ness? Well, the next chapter is finished, and I would love it if you reader people would review. Pretty please with cherries on top?
Jessica Charlotte
A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews guys!!!!! I'm so glad that you all like it.
Spuffyfan22- I'm glad that you find my disclaimers funny; I'll put one in this chapter for you. Isn't Buffy's name Elizabeth? I think it is, and who knows, maybe it's just some weird random thing that some founder of fanfiction started and it stuck.
Disclaimer (For Spuffyfan22)
Buffy and Spike were walking through the graveyard hand in hand. "I'm so glad that Joss made us finally together, luv." Spike said, squeezing her hand.
"I know, Spike, I was about to die with sexual tension, but I'm so glad that he came to his senses."
Joss suddenly ran onto the set, "No, no! This isn't the way that this episode is supposed to go! You," he pointed at Spike, "Are supposed to take her," he pointed at Buffy, "Up against that crypt wall, on that tomb, and are supposed to screw her up that tree. Because this show is mine and I want it to go like this!"
Spike followed Joss's waving hand before looking at Buffy, "You up for this, luv?" he asked her.
"Always for you," she breathed and they met for a passionate kiss.
First Date, part two
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Buffy and Spike pulled up to the curb at the Bronze. He was opening her door for her before she had the chance to unbuckle the seatbelt. She blushed lightly and took his hand as she climbed out of the car. He locked the door and smiled at her, before leading her through the small crowds of people passing the club, never letting go of her hand. Her heart thudded in her chest as she followed him, a shy smile gracing her lips. They came to a stop when Spike paid for both of them to get in and the person collecting money stamped both of their hands with a bright red ink to prevent them from getting alcohol. They wandered inside, their hands still loosely linked. Spike scanned the crowd and he saw Cordelia, Angel, Drusilla, Parker, and Dawn. Instantly, he dropped her hand and turned to her, "Why don't you get us a table, I'll go grab us a couple of cokes." She nodded and they went off in opposite directions.
She was sitting at an empty table drumming her hands. Spike had been gone for a good ten minutes now and she was beginning to wonder where he had disappeared. She glanced around and her heart dropped when she saw him sitting at a table with the bitchiest and most popular people in Sunnydale high school. She frowned and looked towards the entrance when she saw Willow and Xander walk in.
"Buffy!" Willow yelled, waving wildly, cheerful as usual.
Buffy smiled and waved them over. They walked over and hopped on a couple of stools, "I didn't know you two were coming tonight," she said.
"Well, we weren't." Xander started. "But then evil thoughts about Captain Peroxide over there being evil entered my eye so I decided to stake out. And of course I had to drag my partner in crime along," he motioned to Willow.
She couldn't help but smile in amusement. They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before a sensual song with a fast beat came on. Buffy glanced back at the table Spike was sitting at. She turned back to her friends, "Hey guys, do you mind table sitting for a couple minutes? I just love this song and I see a cute guy over there who has been checking me out for the past few minutes." She was surprised at how easily the lie rolled off of her tongue. "I'll be back, okay?"
They both nodded and she wandered off into the crowd. She walked through the throes of people and came to a stop at the table of her enemies. Parker was the first to notice her and sat upright, leering at her form none to subtly. "Hi," Buffy said, "I was just wondering which of you would like to dance with me? Because I was here with someone, but he seems to have found somewhere he'd rather be." She sent an icy glare at Spike.
"Oh, I know!" Cordelia said. "He must have been attacked by a vampire or something, but that's right up your alley, isn't it, Buffy? Why don't you scamper off and go protect some helpless innocents or something, freak!"
If Buffy was hurt by Cordelia's comments, she hid it well. "Fine, I'll just have to find some more mature guys who aren't stuck up tight assess." She backed up a couple of steps and turned around to walk straight into a man's chest. She looked up and smiled sweetly at a guy who was smiling back at her.
"Hello, my name's Ford," he started. "I was wondering if you would like to dance with me?"
She smiled, "I would love to dance with you, Ford."
He took her hand and led her onto the dance floor. He immediately started grinding his hips into hers, and she responded in kind. His hands started to move up her sides and Spike didn't mistake her reaction. Her posture went rigid and she slowly tried to inch away from his groping hands. He reached for and yanked her back against him, none too gently. She turned and was about to slap him but he grabbed her wrist before it could connect with his face. In an instant, Spike and Xander were crossing towards the two, completely unaware that the other was as well.
"Leave Buffy alone!" Xander yelled.
"I don't think she wants to dance with you, mate," Spike said at exactly the same time. They both slammed a fist into Ford's stomach and he doubled over in pain.
Buffy shot both Xander and Spike murderous looks, "Okay, first off, I don't need either of you defending me, I appreciate the gesture, but I can stick up for myself. And secondly, I was handling the situation just fine."
Spike eyed her skeptically, "It didn't look that way to me, pet," he said.
"And he was groping you all over!" Xander screeched.
Ford was standing up and wiped a trail of drool off of his chin. "I'm going to kill the both of you," he growled.
Buffy turned around in annoyance and kneed him in the groin, "Will you shut up? I'm trying to have a conversation here!" She turned back to the two guys and glared at them again, "You should both be ashamed of yourselves." She briskly turned away from them and walked back to the table. She grabbed her purse and turned back to glare for added effort before striding out the door.
Xander and Spike both stood around awkwardly before Xander said, "It's your fault, Captain Peroxide!"
Spike rolled his eyes and pushed him off to the side before jogging outside in an attempt to find Buffy.
Buffy was walking down the sidewalk quickly, her heeled shoes echoing against the pavement. She was walking for several minutes when she thought that she felt someone following her. She cautiously turned around and saw a suspicious looking young man in a dark blue hooded sweatshirt and a pair of baggy jeans. She stopped and yelled in annoyance, "Is there just something about me tonight that screams 'Creep magnet'?" The guy looked up in surprise, and she started to pace, continuing her rant. "Can a girl not wear nice sexy looking clothes without having sex-deprived teenage boys attacking me? I mean, I was only trying to impress one guy! One! Not you, not Ford! And I definitely did not want Spike or Xander to go all caveman on me! It's just so patronizing to have two different people trying to protect me when I can take care of myself. I am after all called Buffy!"
The young man was startled and said in a squeaky voice, "I-I'm sorry Miss, can I help you with something?"
Buffy's eyes widened in realization and she shook her head, an embarrassed blush washing over her from head to toe. She quickly ran across the street, almost getting hit by a car. She looked at the car and was mortified when she realized that the driver was Spike. She tried to walk on and pretend like he didn't see her or almost hit her, but he wrapped his arms around her middle and held her against him.
She was struggling but he murmured in soothing tones and said, "Buffy, luv, I'm sorry about what happened earlier tonight, I just didn't want you to get hurt. I care about you, and I saw red when he was forcing himself on you. I understand that you must be pretty bloody pissed about the whole thing; I would be too. But could you please forgive me and I'll try not to flip out on you in the future?"
She froze, "I-in the future?"
He nodded, "I'd like there to be a future, yes." They stood there, frozen in time for what seemed like an eternity, his arms wrapped around her, her standing motionless. The spell was broken when she shivered and he smirked slightly, holding her a little bit tighter. "Cold, luv?" he asked, rubbing his hands slowly up and down her arms.
She nodded sheepishly, "Well, just a little."
"Best be getting you back inside my car then, can't afford to have my lab partner sick in bed with a cold, now can we?"
She rolled her eyes playfully as they returned to his car, "Yeah, then you'd have to work with some other girl who would no doubt be dying to be your lab partner."
"And you're not?" he exclaimed in mock surprise, placing a hand on his chest melodramatically, "How dare you?"
She giggled and checked her watch, "Wow, it's already 9:30?"
He shrugged, "Guess so, pet. Shall we start the biology project now?"
She nodded, "Yep, why don't we go back to my place? I noticed that your nail polish was chipping and I'm sure I have something that would fit your style."
"Trying to lure me into your bed already pet?" he teased lightly. When she began to stutter out a reply he said, "I'm only teasing you, luv. But that blush of yours is such a lovely color on you." He smiled as she ducked her head and sent a shy grin in his direction.
A/N: TA-DA!!! Part two of the First Date is finished. Isn't it so great in its spuffiness and melodramatic ness? Well, the next chapter is finished, and I would love it if you reader people would review. Pretty please with cherries on top?