Opposites attract

Title: Not exactly the stuff dreams are made of.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, so don't sue me!

Summary: After seeing Angel happy in the company of Cordelia, Buffy decides to give their relationship one last try… set during Halloween…Spuffy

Pairing: Spuffy.

A/N Please read

Ok I honestly don't know what came over me…but I suddenly got this crazy idea of writing this story. I know Spuffy in season 2 is almost impossible…but I decided to try and see what will happen. Some positive/suggestive feedback would be VERY appreciated.

Chapter 1

Buffy practically ran to the Bronze. She quickly brushed some dirt of her clothes and reapplied her lip-gloss. She slowly walked inside, gazing from side to side for any sign of Angel. She walked around the dance floor checking the tables until her eyes caught him. She let out a long sigh as she saw Angel sitting beside Cordelia. Buffy stared at them, right now she wished to be Queen C. They looked like a couple…she never saw Angel laugh or even smile like he did with Cordelia right now.

She wished she could give up the whole Slayer gig and be normal again, and actually dress up and look pretty on a date and not worry about covering up the bruises or wounds from last night's patrol.

Buffy kept watching the two of them as she hid in the shadows. Hiding the tears that were welling up in her emerald eyes. She knew she could go up to him and he'd forget about Cordelia even being there.

These crazy thoughts were invading her mind every day of her holidays.The only thing that her and Angel had in common was power…that strength… oh and of course the whole crusade to maketheworld a better place. She had to admit that there was physical attraction at first…but she has more or less moved on, the time that they had apart made her realise that theyjust don'tfunction well as a couple.Just because they were fighting for the same cause didn't make them an item. And as they say opposites attract, but Angel and her were too similar. Him and Cordelia however, were a different story...

She wiped the tear that glided down her smooth cheek. Looking up at them she saw what she could never have…. a normal life. A life where she didn't have to worry about a damn thing. Maybe it was for the best…

She swiftly turned around and headed for the door. She had her hand on the handle as she looked at them once more…. Angel and Cordelia were both laughing at something that she said and slowly sipping their cappuccino.

Buffy roughly pulled on the handle and walked out of the Bronze not looking back.

"So how was your date?" Willow asked cheerfully as she linked arms with Buffy and the two of them continued walking down the corridor.

"Misfire. I was late due to unscheduled slayage, and when I got there…I uhh left"

"What do you mean you left?So wait you left Angel all by himself?" Willow asked slightly confused.

"See that's the thing he wasn't alone…. he was with Cordelia…. and wait it gets worse. It looked like they were having fun. They look like actual couple, laughing and having coffee… While I fight vampires and think of ambush tactics…not exactly the things dreams are made of" Buffy replied sadly as she stared ahead blankly.

"Buffy, Don't say that. You know that Angel loves you and you two are great together." Willow tried, but it seemed to go unnoticed by Buffy as she carried on.

"No I'm being selfish, he need someone normal…. and I need someone different…. I need someone who's the opposite of me…. I mean look at Angel and me...we never even fight…. there's no fire or passion or hate or anything. It's like a milkshake with all these things mixed in to make it nice and sweet, but you know it will go sour if you leave it out for loo long…" Buffy said and Willow had to bite her tongue, so she wouldn't laugh at Buffy's metaphor.

"You're not being selfish…. and besides it wouldn't be Cordelia…. she's not his type…is she?" Willow said, she was trying to reassure her best friend, but wasn't sure if she was helping, especially with that last question.

"I don't even know what his type is. I've known him less than a year, and if you haven't noticed, he's not exactly one to over share."

"That's true…but we could always see what people looked like back then…" Willow said softly.

"And how are we gonna do that?" Buffy asked and raised her eyebrow.

"Buffy, libraries are full of books and Internet has millions of web sites…I'm sure we'll manage to find something.

"Look at her…" Willow said her mouth slightly opened in awe.

"Who is she?" Buffy asked, she too was staring at the picture of a young woman. Her skin was slightly pale and her hair was up in a really nice up do. Her tiny waste make her bust stand out. She was wearing a light blue dress that looked absolutely stunning on her.

"So that's the kinda girl Angel hung around?" Buffy said still not taking her eyes off of the picture in one of Giles books.

"She looks like a noble woman or something. Which means being beautiful is sort of her job." Willow said matter of facty.

"Must've been wonderful. Put on some fantabulous gown and go to a ball like a princess, and have horses and servants, and yet more gowns" Buffy said as she exhaled the air from her lungs.

"Hey I got an idea…why don't you go as her…to you know that Halloween safety program?" Willow suggested.

"You know… I like your idea. Do you think that byreminding Angel that I can be glamourous, he'll forget about Cordelia?" Buffy asked.

"Of course he will...he'd be a fool to chose her over you. Now why don't we get Xander and go costume shopping?" Willow suggested as she got off of the chair and both girls walked out the library leaving the book open on the desk with the page of the beautiful young woman, under her picture in small print was her name. 'Cecily Underwood'

Please REVIEW...and let me know what you think.

P.S. Thanks for Cecily's last name… And yes, I DO realise that Angel was around early 18th century and Spake, late 19th century… But I'll deal with that later.