Part 11

The Next Day

Willow woke first, followed quickly by Spike, feeling the emptiness of his arms.

"Will?" he questioned the room. She quickly found her way back to him, and sat down on the bed next to him. "I didn't want to wake you up," Willow told him running her fingers through his hair. "Well, if you get up, it's kind of inevitable," he smiled at her. She grinned back, "I wonder what time it is..." Spike sat up and scooped her into his arms,

"Let's go downstairs and find out." Willow wrapped her arms around his neck and nodded her head. So they made their way downstairs to the kitchen.

Once they entered they noticed that no one else was awake. "Well, looks like we're the early risers," Spike commented upon seeing the empty kitchen.

"Yeah, but I don't know that early is the right word. It's 12:38," Willow informed him, as he set her down in one of the chairs.

She whined slightly as he went over to the fridge. "Let's see what there is to eat... for both of us. Human food, ya' know," he fumbled. Willow giggled, "Yeah, I know."

She got up and went over to him, his back facing her, put her arms around him, and peeked over his shoulder.

"There's lots of pizza, I guess Doyle did order some," Spike said taking the boxes out, and closing the door. Willow let go of him and followed back to the table. He opened the three boxes finding an All Meat thing, a taco, and a cheese.

"What 'cha want love?" Spike questioned getting plates. She giggled again at his pet names, "Um... we're gonna heat them, right?" Spike did a double take, "Right," he confirmed, putting the plates down.

Willow just shook her head, and looked on the side of one of the boxes, "It says, leave them in the boxes and put them in at 450 degrees. So we're gonna have to pre-heat the oven to 450," Willow went over to the oven and turned a knob. "Yeah," Spike said leaning up against the counter, trying to sound like he knew exactly what she was doing.

"It's gonna be a while, the others will probably be up by the time it's ready," she grabbed his hand and took him into the living room. When they reached the couch Spike picked Willow up and pulled her down onto the couch on top of him.

They both grinned at each other, chuckling slightly, then became serious. The two looked deep in each others eyes, and then Spike smirked at her. "Only if you want to..." Spike told her, getting a smirk out of her. She grabbed his face and lowered her face down to his, and into a passionate kiss.

Meanwhile in the Master Bedroom

Upon hearing someone come down stairs, Buffy and Angel had woken up. They kissed and talked for a while, then realized they were hungry. Arms wrapped around each other, the two lovers exited their room. Nuzzling each other down the hallway, they almost didn't notice the two making out on the couch.

Almost being the operative word.

Buffy yelled, "Willow!" at the same time as Angel screaming, "Spike!"

At first they didn't seem to even hear them, but then the realization dawned on them both and they jumped apart. There stood Buffy and Angel, wide eyed, their mouths hanging open, frozen in front of them. Willow and Spike sat up slowly, avoiding eye contact. The witch pushed a strand of hair out of her face.

"Would someone care to explain what's going on?" Buffy asked finding her voice.

Spike got defensive, "What you two are the only ones that can kiss?" Buffy was taken aback by the force in his voice, and Angel was a little upset by it.

"Spike," Angel started warning him to calm down, or else.

"Sorry, just you two seemed all upset and shocked, when we've had to live with the two of you doing the same thing for years. And I'm sure we'll have to watch it for the rest of our lives," he informed the two.

All of a sudden Willow looked up and smiled at all of them, then looked at Spike, whispering in his ear, "It was nice." Spike grinned at her, then whispered back, "It was more than nice red." She bit her lip, and the other two in the room rolled their eyes, not wanting to know what they were talking about.

Buffy and Angel looked at each other, remembering that first kiss, it hadn't been great in some ways, but in others... it had been more than wonderful, and easily the best kiss they'd ever had. They both sighed, and left the room, knowing how the other two felt. A vampire and human in love, wasn't quite as far fetched as a vampire and a Vampire Slayer in love.

Angel took her hand in his, and they walked to the kitchen, without the other two even noticing. The pizzas were still sitting out, and they saw that the oven was heating up.

"I think I'll have a piece right now," Buffy said grabbing a slice of the cheese.

Angel wrinkled his nose, "Cold?" She shook her head yes as she took a bite, "Ummm...

It's yummy." He raised his eyebrows, "If you say so. I think I'll wait and heat mine up."

Buffy shrugged, "I think it's just all those years drinking that cold blood, that now you want everything hot." Angel smirked at her, "Why do you think I love you so much?"

"And I thought it was because I was so smart..." she informed him sarcastically before she set her pizza down and slid into his arms for a kiss.

"What'd I tell yah' love? We'll have to watch them grope until one of them dies. Or one of us, which ever comes first. But then again I'll probably still have to see you two up--down in hell. That'll be my eternal punishment," Spike teased. "Yeah well up in heaven, were I hope I go, it'll probably be like a soap opera all the angels watch day after day, even though they can predict like everything," Willow added. Buffy unlocked her lips from Angel's, "We're not that predictable."

"Hah, how do you think I knew that you wouldn't be able to actually do the dare, and leave it at that?" Spike questioned her, staring her down. She opened her mouth to speak, but quickly shut it.

"Whatever," Angel sighed, then pulled Buffy's lips back to his.

Spike looked at Willow, Willow looked at Spike. They flew together like they were magnetic. Willow flung her arms around his neck, while kissing him, then wrapped her legs around his waist. Buffy did the same to Angel. Spike had sat down with Willow on his lap, and Angel held Buffy in the air, leaning against the wall.

Meanwhile in Cordy and Doyle's room

Cordelia woke and stretched her arms, momentarily forgetting she shared the bed with someone. With someone who'd been up for almost a half hour watching her sleep.

She let her arms fall, and one landed on top of him. "Well, good mornin' to you, too, 'Delia," he said after she squeaked in alarm.

She sighed, "Oh, Doyle. I forgot you were here. I forgot I was here."

Doyle looked disappointed, "Well t'anks for forgettin' 'bout me." Cordy rolled her eyes, and punched him lightly on the arm, then crawled closer to him.

"Good morning," she greeted him, then gave him a kiss. "That's more like it," he informed her.

"We should probably get up and go get something to eat," she instructed, already sitting up. "Yeah, I'm kinda hungry," he agreed, following suit. They both got up and walked downstairs, in search of the kitchen.

"What's that noise?" Cordelia questioned looking at Doyle. "I dunno," he replied, jogging towards it. When they reached the doorway, the question was answered.

"You guys havin' a make-out party, and ya' didn't invite us?" Doyle asked seeing the two couples all over each other. Cordy caught up with him, and rolled her eyes at the sight. The couples slowly pulled away from each other, and smiled sheepishly at them.

"Can we join ya?" he asked them. Cor punched him, not so lightly, "Doyle!"

He shrugged, "Looks like fun." She just stared at him then shook her head, "Men." Buffy and Willow both shrugged and raised their eyebrows.

Meanwhile in Xander and Anya's room

They had woken up quite a while ago, and been making out ever since. When they heard two other doors open and shut, they figured everyone else was up, so they reluctantly got out of bed before they sent out a search party. They meandered down the stairs, towards the kitchen where they heard some people talking.

They found the kitchen, and saw that everyone else was already up, like they had suspected. "Hey guys, what's up?" Xander asked, walking into the room full of people.

"Nothin' really, we were just thinkin' 'bout havin' a make out party. I guess you two could join, not like you wouldn't do the same if we weren't havin' a party about it," Spike informed the two, grinning. "Seriously?" Xander questioned. "Kinda, but not really. I think we were more into getting something to eat... well most of us were," Willow said, unsure of Buffy and Angel's plans.

"Yeah, food," Buffy confirmed, taking another bite out of her piece of pizza. Just then the timer went off on the oven. "Well we can put the pizzas in. What does everyone want?" Willow asked the group as they all started picking. Once they got it all cooked, they sat in the dining room and ate their food and drinks, sitting next to their boyfriend or girlfriend.

The End

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