Chapter 2

William went to Buffy's house over the weekend because her mother was out and they would have the place to themselves. They went into the bathroom and Buffy was looking at William, wondering what she should change first. She then had an idea. "You ever think about going blonde?" She asked him and he raised his eyebrows.

"Why, because blonde seems to work for everyone?" He replied and Buffy rolled her eyes.

"Just go with me here. How about you go with a shorter, bleached blonde look?" William smiled and shook his head.

"Love, are you trying to turn me into Billy Idol? I know you have that obsession with him." Buffy smacked him lightly on the head.

"Billy Idol is hot and it's not about you looking like him. Do you trust me or not?" She asked and William nodded, without even thinking about it.

"You know I do." He told her and Buffy gave him a smile.

"Good, then shut up and let me do this." William then zipped his lips shut and pretended to throw away a key. Buffy had to laugh at that. "Why do I put up with you?" She said with a teasing tone in her voice and William gave her another smile.

"Because you love me." Buffy looked at him suddenly more serious.

"Yeah, that must be it." She replied without him knowing how much she meant it. She then started to wash his hair and gave him a little trim. He was worried when he noticed the bleach. "It won't be so bad. I'll use a few packets of sweet 'n' low. Takes the sting out a little. I bleach my hair all the time." William nodded and took a deep breath as he waited for her to begin the torture of bleaching his hair.

William took a look in the mirror when Buffy was finished. He could hardly even recognize himself and he smiled at that. Buffy stood behind him to see his reaction in the mirror. "Yeah, definitely looks good. I think it brings out your eyes more." She said as she got closer to him. "Which brings up the next thing. I think you need to get contacts." William looked back at her.

"What's wrong with my glasses?" Buffy rolled her eyes as she grabbed his glasses and held them out to him.

"Do you even have to ask? I know you're sick of people calling you four eyes." William nodded in agreement. "We'll get you some clear ones. There's no way you're changing your eye color, mister. Okay, now on to the clothes. I picked out something for you. It's in my room." William followed Buffy into her room and noticed the black jeans and tight, black shirt that was on her bed.

"Would that even fit?" He wondered and Buffy rolled her eyes again.

"I think I would know your size by now. Go get changed and then come back in here." He nodded as he picked up the clothes.

"Why does it have to be all black?" Buffy sighed at all of his questions. So much for trusting her.

"Black is in, William. I wear black all the time and you don't see me complaining. You really need to get out of that tweed phase." William agreed as he looked at the clothes he was wearing and then back at the clothes he was holding.

"I'll be right back." He told her as he headed back to the bathroom. Buffy ran her fingers through her hair and sat on her bed. William came back out a few minutes later and Buffy's eyes grew big at the sight of him. With the new hair and the clothes, he was a major hottie. Not that she didn't think he was one before, but this was definitely an improvement. "Is it too much?" He wondered when she was being too quiet. She finally came out of her daydream when he spoke.

"No, it looks good." She replied and William smiled at her.

"Yeah, I like it. Thanks for this, Buffy. You're a great friend." He said and Buffy gave him a small smile.

"That's what I'm here for." He looked at himself one more time in the mirror before he turned back to her.

"Do you think Cordelia will like it?" Buffy stood up and walked over to him.

"She'd have to be crazy not to." That seemed to make William feel better as he thought about something else that was bothering him.

"I think I should change my name. Just a nickname or something. I never did like William." Buffy didn't think anything was wrong with his name, but she nodded anyway.

"Alright, you need something cool. How about Killer or Slayer, something like that?" William laughed at those choices.

"I don't want to scare anyone that much." He looked himself over and noticed that his hair was spiked a little. He then looked back at Buffy. "How about Spike?" Buffy's nose crinkled at that suggestion.

"That's a weird name." She stated and William smiled.

"Like Buffy is so much better." He replied and she smacked him on the arm.

"There's nothing wrong with my name." She said with a pout and William kept the smile on his face.

"Whatever you say, love." Buffy crossed her arms over her chest and then let a smile of her own form on her lips. She moved by William and grabbed his glasses as she held them away from him.

"Looks like you might still need these. Don't have those contacts yet." She said as she waved the glasses in the air and he tried to grab for them, but Buffy just held them out of his reach. "I don't think so." She said as she moved over to the bed and William tried to grab her. She laughed as she fell on the bed, pulling William with her. She forgot to breathe for a moment with him on top of her. His face was close to hers and she thought that he was about to kiss her, when he suddenly took the glasses out of her hand and waved them in front of her face.

"I believe these are mine." Buffy felt disappointed when he moved away from her. He put his glasses back on and smiled at her. Buffy shook her head and stood up. William then grabbed his other clothes and looked back at her. "We should go. I want to get those contacts as soon as I can." Buffy nodded as she followed William out of her room.