Unlucky
By: Kai C.
Kai: (grins) Yay! Chapter 2 is up and running!!! And I already have 1 review!
Yami Bakura: (blinks) why do people keep encouraging you?
Kai: Because they like my stories, stupid! Thanks MarcusTheBloody for the nice review, I hope you enjoy the next chapter as well!
Spike: He stole my bloody name!
Angel: No, you go by Spike now dimwit1Spike: (pouts) it's still mine though
Kai: (rolls eyes) ignore him Marcus, hope you enjoy this chapter! Please R/R! Disclaimer Please!
Spike: (mutter) the nibblet doesn't own anything except for Destany.
"This has got to be the stupidest ideas I have ever concocted!" Spike fumed to himself as he adjusted himself in the cramped quarters of the suitcase he was traveling in. "Bloody Angel...got me into this bloody mess...the next time I bloody see him I swear, well I don't know what I'll do but it will be most unpleasant." the blonde-haired vampire continued to grumble not taking any notice to the baggage carriers complaining how heavy he was. The suitcase traveled down the chute and landed in landed on the baggage claim train. Spike waited until he heard no more humans around, then he unzipped the annoying, cramped suitcase that he had been in for God knows how long and stepped onto the floor. Spike glanced around for the nearest door, finally spotting one the vampire walked towards it stopping just outside the door to light a cigarette then he continued on his way only to walk out in the direct sunlight. "Bloody hell!" Spike cursed as he ran back inside the airport. Spike plopped himself in a chair in a huff, it would appear he was stuck there until nightfall.
"Come in!" Angel remarked not looking up from the stack of paper on his desk.
Wesley and Fred entered Angel's office each carrying a stack of files, "Hello Angel." Wes greeted, "Harmony told us to give you these files, where do you want them?" the ex-watcher paused and waited for the vampire's response.
"Over there is fine Wes." Angel said, glancing up at the pair. Wes walked to the small table Angel had just pointed out and set the files down, Fred followed, and then they both turned to face the other vampire with the same question floating in the back of their minds.
"What's wrong with Spike?" Fred blurted out, unable to control her curiosity. "What's with him just walking out like that?" she waited for an explanation for the blonde vampire's odd behavior.
"I kicked him out."
"You did what Angel?!" Wes and Fred exclaimed at the same time, "why?"
Angel rolled his eyes; he couldn't believe that they were making such a big deal about Spike. "He wasn't doing anything to help us; all he was doing was annoying me." Angel explained, "So I just told him to get the hell away from here."
"That's really cold, you know that, Angel", Fred stated folding her arms across her chest. "Even though you didn't like Spike that much, it's no reason to kick him out like that." Wesley nodded his head in agreement.
Angel shook his head at the two, "Well, what am I suppose to do with him then Fred?" the vampire asked
"Apologize to him Angel."
Angel blinked as if he hadn't heard Fred right, "You want me to apologize to Spike?" he exasperated.
Wes smirked. "Angel, you say that as if Fred asked you to perform a sacrifice or something." he stated, walking to the window and stealing a glance outside.
Angel sighed. "Yeah Wes, it's something like that," he agreed looking at Fred. "But if it really means that much to you, I'll apologize to Spike." the vampire paused before adding, "If I can stand him."
Fred gave Angel the biggest smile. "Thanks Angel," she replied giving the vampire a hug, "who knows, maybe you two could learn to get along."
Angel shrugged as he watched his two friends leave his office, "Me and Spike...get along...yeah right." he muttered to himself as he began to make a mental list of all the place the blonde vampire was likely to go to.
Spike paced around the door to the London airport; he was growing extremely restless with all the waiting around he was being forced to endure because of the damn sunlight. Taking notice that the sun had finally set in the sky, Spike went on the prowl in search of something to do that would take his mind off everything bothering him. Not really paying much attention to where he was going, he allowed his feet to take him to the nearest nightclub in London. Spike stopped, and turned his attention to the sign, it read The Apocalypse. "How fitting." he muttered strolling down the stairs, this looked as good a place as any to sit and get drunk. As he walked down the staircase the vampire took note of everything going on around him. The club was packed full of demons and humans alike; most where on the dance floor, moving to the beat of the music. Spike pushed his way through the dancing chaos and took a seat at the bar, ordering a Bloody Mary with extra blood of course.
"Now, what's a handsome vampire like you doing sitting all alone?" a female's voice stated. Spike turned in his seat to see a beautiful young woman with stick-straight brown hair that if the light from the club lights hit it just right you could see red streaks in it. The girl wore a shimmering silver halter-top that exposed her entire back and the ring she had in her bellybutton, she also wore form fitting black leather pants that showed off her every curve. Spike could feel his mouth hang open just a bit as he continued to stare into her green eyes when he finally got enough sense to say something to the girl.
"You got a name to go with all that sparkle, love?" Spike inquired, lighting a cigarette.
"Destany," the girl answered smiling at him, "and yours vampire?"
"Spike," he replied, taking a drag off his cigarette.
"Spike..." Destany repeated, giving him a playful look. "Would you like to dance?"
Spike smirked at Destany, "Well, I'd like to do more then just dance, pet." he joked.
Destany just shook her head at Spike as she pulled him off his barstool. "Dance first...apartment later, vampire." she cooed as they took their places on the dance floor. Spike had never been much for dancing; there had only been a few times when he had ever danced in his life, but that was only because Drusilla had dragged him into it. Spike shook his head and focused on the music, he couldn't have memories of his former lover when there was a beautiful young woman shaking her butt at him.
I could tell when I stepped in the room, and I saw you standing there.
Spike recognized the song almost immediately due to Dawn blasting all that pop music when he and Buffy were trying to have a conversation. He smiled at the though of the Summers sisters as he spun Destany out on the dance floor.
Something about the way you moved couldn't help the way I stare. There was some mysterious force leading me here to you. Lead...me...to ...you.
Angel sighed as he pulled his jacket tighter around him as he walked along the sidewalk towards Spike's apartment. "I can't believe I'm wasting my time on him," he muttered as he walked up the stairs and knocked on Spike's door. "Spike!" Angel shouted, continuing to bang on the door. "Open the door Spike!" After all the banging and hollering, he still wasn't answering his door.
Thinking to himself that maybe Spike had gone and gotten himself into some kind of trouble, Angel tried the door; to his surprise he found that it was open so he walked in to take a peek around to see if there were any clues as to why Spike wasn't answering his door. Angel entered the small apartment to begin his search, which lead him to a laptop that was sitting on Spike's bed. "Sure, the one time he decides to listen to me." Angel sighed as he glanced at the lap top screen, which had information on tickets to London on it.
Kai: (sighs) That took a bit longer than expected
Yami bakura: It always does Kai. Wait, why am I still here?
Kai: (rolls eyes) Because you always raid my food stash dimwit!
Yami Bakura: Oh yeah...
Spike: Are you sure I can't eat him
Kai: Go for it
Spike: (chases Yami B around)
Angel: (sighs) You just had to encourage him didn't you?
Kai: please R&R!