A/n: Umm... whatever I put here in the first chapter...

CHAPTER TWO

"Dawnie, hurry up. Your going to be late for school!" Buffy Called up the stairs.

"Alright Buffy!" Dawn's muffled voice said.

Buffy could heare rushed thumping and foot steps from above. Why would Dawn be in such a hurry? Buffy wondered. She then suddenly heard a loud thump - the kind that can only be made by some one falling - And an audiable 'Ow', from up stairs.

"Dawn you Ok?" Buffy asked as she started to go back up the stairs again.

"I'm fine, I just triped." Dawn yelled back.

"Ok." Buffy said as she walked into the kitchen. She's probly rushing around because she got up late, of course she did stay up late waiting on me to get home. And Will didn't come home untill really late, I heard her come in at five something in the morning. Buffy pored a glass of orange juice, took three pieces of toast from the toaster and put them on her plate. I can't blame Willow for coming home late, I mean I was coming home really late after Riley left, and after...Mom...Buffy's thoughts were interupted by Dawn.

"'Morning Buffy." Dawn said as she snagged a piece of toast from Buffy's plate and then pored orange juice into a glass.

"Good morning Dawnie." Buffy said, once again staring off into space.

"So, anything happen on patrol last night?" Dawn asked around the piece of toast she was eating.

Buffy was suddenly jolted out off her thoughts again. "What?" Buffy asked.

"Nothing." Dawn answerd. Dawn finished drinking her orange juice and headed for the door.

"See ya later Buffy." Dawn said as she gave Buffy a little peck on the cheek.

"Bye Dawnie." Buffy said as she watched Dawn leave, she finished eating and went up stairs to check on Willow. Some how Buffy felt a little different today, maybe it was just that day off from the Double Meat Palace, that they finnally gave her, or it could have been something else, either way things felt different today.

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Willow was laying on her stomach in bed, covers thrown across the bed in every direction, and her head was half way buried under the pillows, she was still sleeping. Buffy wondered if she should wake her, but she knew Willow wouldn't want to miss that test, she also knew she didn't need to miss the test either. She went over to the bed and started to gentally shake Willow.

"Will, it's time to get up." Buffy said as she shook Willow's arm. All she got out of Willow was a sleepy groan. Buffy shook Willow's arm a little bit more.

Wow, she must have studied way to long. Buffy thought. Buffy got tired of telling Willow to wake up and decided on the one thing she knew would work.

"Willow, you have a test today, Remember? Your going to be late." Buffy jumped back as Willow suddenly woke up, Looked at her clock, seeing that she was going to be late, and bolted out of bed.

"Oh no, I'm going to be late!" Willow exclamed as she rushed past Buffy.

Buffy could tell Willow was begining to panic. "Whoa, slow Down Will. Breath for a second." Buffy said as she grabed Willow's arm.

Willow finally stoped running around and took a second to calm down. "Ok, I slowed down, I breath...ed. I'm fine now." Willow gave Buffy a smile, and then glanced back at her clock again. "But I'm still going to be late!" Willow said as she rushed into the bathroom.

"I'll be down stairs if you need me." Buffy said as she walked out of Willow's room.

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Once down stairs, Buffy tossed herself into a chair with the newest 'Cosmo', of course with no intentions of reading it. She fliped throught the pages in hopes of distraction but nothing could take her attention away from the newest thought that popped into her head: Spike. They had slept together, nothing could change that, but she still didn't know how to stop feeling like she was doing something that her friends wouldn't like. She had thought of telling them before, of course, Buffy had to much pride to tell them that she's been sleeping with Spike.

Sighing, she tossed Dawn's magazine back into the table. At that time, a knock came at the door.

"Come in," Buffy answered, blandly. Xander poked his head into the room.

"I think there's something seriously wrong with me, Buffy." Xander said, as he was trying to hide himself behind the door. Buffy raised her eyebrows.

"So what else in new?" she asked. Xander shook his head.

"No, seriously wrong. I mean a BAD BAD moral thing..." Xander said, still hiding behind the door.

Buffy nodded pretentiously. "Alright, so either you come in and tell me what it is, or you come back later when you make more sense, Xander. I have things to do." Buffy said staring at him.

Xander made a strained expression. "Can't..." He said, looking down. At this point, Buffy had lost all patience and jumped to her feet.

"Dammit, Xander, spell it out." Buffy exclamed.

In a violent explosion of motion, Xander abruptly flung open the door. Buffy's eyes grew about two sizes bigger as Xander, still looking strained, struck a pose in his now-ripped-open button down shirt and his neon green jockeys. Unable to stay serious, Buffy burst into laughter and collapsed onto the floor.

"I... hahahaha... didn't even know jockey's that color existed!" She squealed.

Suddenly Xander started to dance in a possessed kind of manner. He had a weird look in his eye.

"Xander, what the hell has gotten into you today?" Buffy couldn't stop staring at her oddly dressed friend.

Xander started to speak mechanically. "Buffy, I've wanted you for so long. Let me rub whipped cream and chocolate syrup all over you, and give you a bath." Xander continued to dance, and Buffy continued to laugh. But then, in one abrupt movement he threw himself on top of her.

TBC...

A/n: Ok, I hope you liked it, and chapter 3 is on the way. But I find reviews to be a great motivator. HINT,HINT!