A/n; Thanks for the reveiws.

To one of my reviewers Ace, I know you want to know what happends next with Willow and Xander, but I will have to do that in the next chapter. The reason why is, it's like 11:00 or 12:00 something in the morning right now in this fanfic, so I'm going to push the time up a few hours. Hope that's ok. :)

CHAPTER SEVEN

Buffy rubbed her aching head. There really was something terribly wrong here, a sex curse or something. Not only were people chasing each other around in hopes of it, they were totally ignoring there usual feelings. Anya didn't know Xander was chasing Buffy, but it wasn't like she would care anyway because Anya was attacking Angel. Buffy stiffled a giggle, Angel was getting a lot of action today. Buffy contenplated going home and finding Tara so she could un-do whatever this thing was, but she felt a little bad about leaving Angel in the hands of Anya. Buffy turned on her heel and went to rescue him.

She kinda found the scene a little funny, Anya had tried to remove Angel's shirt but couldn't finish because his head got stuck in one of the sleeves. And now she was dancing a mad dance around a sitting Angel, who still couldn't manage to free his head from his sleeve. He wiggled furiously and started to call out, but Anya just grabbed his head with her left hand as she continued her odd dance.

"Umm, Anya," Buffy rasied her hand to remove Anya's hand from Angel's head. "I think you should leave Angel alone, Anya."

Anya looked angry. "Just because you want him! NO! Angel is mine!" Anya exclamed.

Anya kicked Buffy and threw herself into Angel's lap. Angel, who still couldn't see, cried out in suprise. Buffy huffily pulled of Angel's sleeve and pushed his head through the proper hole.

"Oh, Buffy! thank God!" Angel cried.

Anya grabbed his cheeks like a little girl and started to sing a song, something like 'patty-cake' except much more dirty. Buffy sighed and realized it was no good, she would just have to find Tara to figure out what the hell was going on. Buffy turned around to walk away, but Angel, in a frenzy to escape his patty-cake partner, grabbed Buffy's ankles desperately.

"No! No! Don't leave me!" Angel called.

Buffy was incredibly annoyed at this, so she continued to trying to walk. Left, right, left- Suddenly she felt more weight, so she looked behind her.

Anya had attached herself to Angel's ankles.

"No! You can't take him! I won't let you take my Vampire-muffin! My Banana cream pie! He's mine!" Anya yelled.

Buffy tried to take another step, but she wobbled from the weight and flopped to the ground. Anya laughed evilly. Buffy, who would not be defeated, began to crawl like and infant.

XXX

Tara was still kissing Spike. And Spike at first didn't seem to mind, maybe it was from shock or maybe it was something else, but whatever it was it didn't last long. Spike pulled himself away from Tara, tripping over his chair.

Red, I've got to go get Red. Spike thought as he started to get back up.

"No, don't get up. I think I might like it on the floor." Tara said laughing the same demonic and sexy laugh she laughed earlier.

"No! Tara stay back, I'm warning you!" Spike got up from his sitting position and started to back away from Tara, and towards the entrance of the under-ground area under his crypt.

"Warning me of what? You can't hurt me, so you couldn't be warning me about that." Tara said as she picked up her handcuffs.

Spike was alomost there, the under-ground entrance was only inches away, he was about to make his escape but Tara wasn't going to allow it.

Tara tackled Spike and brought him down to the floor next to the hole that lead under ground.

"Oh, Spikey. I'm not going to hurt you, unless you want me to." Tara grabbed Spike's arm and started to put the handcuff on his wrist, but Spike was quicker. Spike attached the other handcuff to Tara's wrist, Tara was surprised by this and let go of the other cuff. In one fast movment, Spike had cuffed both of Tara's hands to a medal pipe on the wall of his crypt.

"Mmmm, Spikey I didn't think you wanted to play any vampire games." Tara pushed herself up as far as she could so she could look at Spike.

"Sorry Luv, I'm not going to be playing any games today." And with that Spike turned jumped into the hole, leading under ground, and was gone.

"Spikey, don't leave!" Tara tried to escape from her handcuffs, with no luck.

XXX

"Angel," Buffy grunted. "If you dont let go I'm going to crawl out into the sunlight with you! And somehow I know you con't want to be on fire."

Buffy continued to crawl until she couldn't go any farther. And then, suprisingly Angel let go of Buffy's ankles.

"No, I'm already hot enough." Angel said as he tried to crawl on top of Buffy.

For cryin' out loud!

Buffy got up from the floor and ran back into the mane store area of the shop. Angel tried to follow, but Anya was still attached to his ankles.

"Yes! Angel, my vampy teddy bear! Your mine." Anya let go of Angel's ankles, and started to crawl on top of him. Much like he was trying to do to Buffy.

"Buffy, Help!" Angel screamed as he tried to push her off.

Buffy let out a puff of air, and walked over to her ex-lover, and friend. She bent over and started to pull Anya off of Angel, but only suceeded in pulling Anya up far enough that Angel managed to escape from under her. Anya kicked Buffy in the shin, making Buffy let go of her. Anya ran after Angel, and he ran from her. After a minute of running around the table, Angel ran for the basement and Anya followed him. Angel practicly jumped down the stairs, and ran for the sewer entrance. He ran into the sewer and closed the door behind him. Anya had no luck of getting it open.

"Angel! My Cupcake! Please come back!" Anya called as she pounded on the sewer door.

Buffy came down a moment later, and watched as Anya dropped to her knees, still pounding on the door.

"Um, Anya, I need your help with something." Buffy said. Anya looked up at Buffy.

"What?" Anya asked as she stood up.

"Can you help me with research, I think someone has put a spell on us." Buffy answerd.

"Ok, I'll help." Anya said as she and Buffy walked be up the stairs. "What kind of spell do you think someone used on you?"

TBC. . .

A/n: Ok,I kinda had a small case of writer's block, so if this chapter isn't as good as the others it's because I ran out of ideas. In the next chapter it will be about 3:00 or 4:00pm in Buffy's world. Chapter 8 is comming soon. Please review!