"I can't believe I'm following Angel," Buffy sighed. She had gotten a nagging feeling in the back of her head after he had stormed out of the house. "I do trust him, but he has been acting so weird lately. I just want to know what's bothering him." As she watched him walk into the art studio she turned and walked home to finish the dishes. "I guess I'll ask him when he gets home tonight."

"Hey Darla, no I'm not coming over Buffy followed me." Angel said into the pay phone in the art studio. "Yes, we are still on for the trip this weekend. No, I made sure Buffy couldn't make it before I told her about it. Goodbye Darla, I'll see you Friday."

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"So then the bloke walks right up to me and says, 'dude the Clash are way better than the Sex Pistols.' Of course I had no other choice then to have him kicked out of the bar." Spike sipped his chocolate milkshake while Buffy giggled.

"You seriously kicked someone out of a bar for not having the same taste in British punk music than you?" Buffy scoffed spooning some of her strawberry milkshake into her mouth.

"Hey, there are three things a British man is always serious about music, hops, and football." Spike told her.

"Football, as in 'the American Pastime'?" Buffy asked.

"I believe that is baseball," Spike smirked.

"Not in the South," Buffy told him knowingly. "When football season comes around in the South forget trying to get a guys attention unless you wear a cheerleading uniform."

"That gets a guys attention no matter where you're from, anyway I believe you are talking about that American version of rugby, whereas I am talking about what you call soccer."

"Guys kicking a ball around a field and yet never scoring fascinating."

"Oi, I was going to invite you to a game, but if you don't want to come."

"No," Buffy said quickly, "I loved to."

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"Miss Summers is it?" Darla Hampton looked up from her computer as Buffy entered her office. As an attorney at Wolfram and Hart Darla had special privileges, among the lesser of them was a choice of where to order in food. She had chosen Double Meat Palace particularly so she could meet the girl Angel was always fussing over. She'd seen her a few times delivering hamburgers to her staff and today she was going to get to talk to her. "I am sorry to tell you but my office will no longer be ordering from your … establishment. Three of my clerks went home sick yesterday with food poisoning caused by your food. Now I understand to someone in the food industry the caseload of a law office wouldn't seem that important, but I assure you it is of the up most importance to me and I would advise you to be more careful when preparing food otherwise one of these days you are going to get sued, just a piece of legal advice from you to me."

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Buffy was surprised by how much she loved watching soccer. Okay so she was really watching Spike get all sweaty and having his soccer shorts sticking to his well defined calves, but it was still watching the game. Right?

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"I just met the most horrible woman in the world," Buffy announced as she walked through the front door and put her purse and coat in the closet.

"Buffy, is that you?" Angel came from the kitchen where he'd been on the phone with Darla planning there weekend getaway.

"Yeah baby, it's me or what's left of me. The woman I met today totally destroyed me. It took all my energy not to jump over that desk and strangle her." Buffy sighed as she laid down on the bed. "Would you mind if we had dinner late tonight? I feel like I need a nap."

"Of course," Angel said sincerely laying down next to her, "just tell me about your horrible day as you drift off to sleep."

"I just really hate this Darla woman," Buffy yawned as sleep overcame her.

Angel tensed as he heard his mistress' name. "Uh Buffy, where did you say this Darla worked?"

"Wolfram and Hart," Buffy answered as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"See Buffy, I think I might know why she wanted to talk to you it's because…" Angel started but then noticed that Buffy's breathing had become slower and deeper in sleep and sighed, "because I'm cheating on you with her, but I am positively breaking up with her this weekend. I love you." And he kissed her cheek as he decided to take a nap with the woman he truly loved.

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"That was incredible," Buffy smiled at Spike as they walked through town together after the game.

"Not a bunch of guys kicking a ball around a field and yet never scoring," Spike teased.

"Nope there was definite scorage. I actually just said that didn't I? Look it's not that I don't like you, but I just got off a two year relationship that ended badly and I like you too much to make you the rebound guy."

"It's okay, I understand. I'm actually on the rebound myself."

"You are?" Buffy asked intrigued Spike never talked about his relationships.

"Oh yes, incredible girl broke my heart when she moved away."

"I'm so sorry. Did she have to move because of her job?"

"No her father's job, we were eight."

Buffy stopped and looked at Spike, "How do you always know how to make me feel better by cracking a joke?"

"That wasn't a joke, I'm bloody serious here. Cecily nearly destroyed me. If there's one thing a British man is always serious about it is women."

"I thought it was music, hops, and football."

"I'm talking about relationships and all you can talk about is entertainment?"

Buffy rolled her eyes knowing she wasn't going to win this fight. "You are impossible, you know that, but I want to show you something. Something not even Angel knew."

"So you come up here a lot?" Spike asked after Buffy had taken him to the cliff where she went to think about things.

"I used to. Before my parents were divorced it was hard being in the house sometimes so I came up here. It's nice to look down on the entire city and think about all the other people down there going through life. I always hoped that they were happier than me."

"Sorry Luv, I know how that feels, my folks split too." Spike came up behind her and held her in a loose hug. "'No one expects the Spanish inquisition,' but it gets better."

"Yeah, it really does," Buffy looked up into his deep blue eyes and without even thinking kissed him passionately.

"What about not making me the rebound guy?" Spike asked as he pulled gently away from the kiss.

"It's not rebound, if you love the guy more." Buffy smiled before being swept away in passionate kisses she hoped would never end.