Chapter 4- un-names for now

Buffy walked out of The Magic Box, and into the cool night air. Buffy and Spike strode silently, until they were around the corner, where Spike turned Buffy around and kissed her.
Pulling back he said, "You left me this morning." He made a 'tisk' sound, wagging his finger in her face.
"I so told you about today. Like forever ago! I said, 'Hey Spike, I promised the gang I would hang out with them next week'. So ha!"
Spike smiled at her. "I love you, pet."
Buffy smiled innocently at him, " I know you do." She turned around and started off, down the street.
"Aren't you going to say you love me?" Spike asked, following her.
"Hmm…no."
"Slayer…" Spike growled.
Buffy turned around to face him.
"Alright, alright, I love you." She playfully smiled, "I never knew you were so needy."
Spike mouth twitched as he tried to hide his laugh.
Buffy turned on him, and sprinted down the street and was soon followed by her vampire boyfriend.

Not too long later, Buffy was laying on the ground of one of the many cemeteries in Sunnydale, Spike straddling her.
Buffy's cries for mercy sounded through the air as Spike…tickled her!
Buffy, trying to concentrate hard enough to lift her foot up, but was honking in laughter, not the most graceful laugh either. Lifting her foot, Buffy, used it to kick Spike off of her, sending him soaring through the air. They both got up, but Buffy was first. She stood, hunched over, hands on her sides, catching her breath. Spike was now standing around, waiting for his Slayer to play her next move.
But, she didn't have time to make a move, as four vampires came out of the shadows, attacking the couple.
Buffy took on two, Spike the other. Buffy, not expecting the attack was punched in the face by one of the vampires. She grabbed his fist, as he took another shot at her, she twisted his arm until she heard a crack, sending a kick to his face, and let him fall to the floor. Facing the other one, a female, Buffy threw a high, spin-kick, aiming for her enemy's head, but the vampire caught her foot, and lifted her leg up until she fell to the floor. Buffy put her hands above her head, and jumped up, kicking the vampire in the head. The vampire's head snapped to the side, but just as quickly snapped forward, and she was advancing again. Spike had already dusted one of his vamps, now he was starring down a particularly interesting one. The vampire had on bell-bottoms and a white, puffy shirt. He had a bandana on his head, and eye patch.
"Going for the pirate look, huh? Vampires with themes always seemed a little lame to me. But that's just my opinion." Spike punched the vampire in the face and kicked his knee in the wrong way.
Buffy was facing the guy vampire, already have dusted the female.
He was holding his arm close to him, a sour expression on his face. But that quickly changed as he pulled out a blade from his brown, leather jacket. "Sorry Slayer, but you are so going to die."
He slowly advanced on her, but before he even got three feet from her, Buffy pulled out the mini crossbow Giles had given her for her birthday last year, and shot the wooden stick into his heart.
Buffy walked over to Spike, who had finished off his last vamp too.
"Why is it, the ones who always threaten to kill me, always die right after?"
Spike shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't."
"Yeah well, we'll see." Buffy's eyes twinkled as she took his hand and lead him out of the graveyard.