Alright, I know I haven't written in forever, and that this is too short for a lot of you guys but I had some serious writer's block and this is all I could come up with right now, no fear though, I will update soon. I have an ending in mind; I just need to figure out how to segue into it. I shall not disclose any further information as I am evil and like to cause you pain, no, I'm just kidding. . . . Maybe.

Buffy walked home from the temple, and from Angel.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid. I'm such an idiot" she said to herself, hitting her forehead with the palm of her hand. She had done it again, hurt Spike, it didn't matter if he would never know about it, she would. She loved Angel and always would, but Spike was . . . . Different, not better or worse, he was just Spike, always just Spike and Angel could never be him, but neither could Spike be Angel.

"My God, I think I'm going crazy" Placing the scythe down next to her, she sat on the curb and put her head in her hands. Angel always did this to her, made her crazy, made her confused.

"Stupid vampires" she muttered.

"Excuse me?" asked a voice, Buffy looked up. There was a vampire standing right in front of her, newly risen, judging by the dirt on his suit.

"Can you help me?" Buffy got to her feet clutching the scythe in her right hand.

"Why not? I've done everything else today; why not help one of the legions of the undead?"

"I think that. . . .Oh God, you're gonna think I'm crazy"

"Hey, I was just sitting on a curb, holding a scythe, talking to myself, I think it's safe to safe to say I won't think you're crazy" The vampire toed the gravel in the street nervously.

"Yeah, okay, well, I think that I'm a ghost" He looked up at Buffy almost hopefully, and Buffy had to restrain herself from laughing.

"Look. . . . What's your name?"

"David"

"Look, David, I'm sorry to break the news to you like this but you're not a ghost, sorry" The vampire looked back down at his feet.

"Oh" Buffy advanced on him a little bit, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Are you disappointed?"

"A little" David admitted, "I mean, I woke up in like complete darkness and my first thought was; 'Okay, so this is the afterlife'. But then I realized I could still move and stuff, so I just pushed against the ceiling and it just sort of popped open" Great, Buffy thought, Now Sunnydale's workers are just leaving the corpses around without burying them.

"So, I started to walk around, you know, to see if anyone could help me, and there weren't that many people around, but the ones I did see just looked at me and ran away screaming"

"David, I'm really sorry, but you aren't a ghost, you're a vampire" Confusion creased David's already furrowed brow.

"A vampire? So thatmeans I can't haunt anybody?"

"Afraid not, but you can fight" Both looked down at the ground and Buffy had a flash of inspiration.

"Do you want to?" Minutes later, both were locked in a duel to the death, Buffy hit David in the jaw and sent him flying, as she ran after him, she said;

"David, you're a guy right?" Picking the vamp up off the ground, she kneed him firmly in the groin. He fell to his knees clutching himself, and replied in a voice that was a few octaves too high.

"Not too sure anymore" Buffy twirled into a roundhouse kick which forced his head to the side and he once again collapsed to the ground.

"Can I ask you something?" The new vamp finally got to his feet and compensated for his folly by punching Buffy soundly in the stomach. He seemed so jubilant at his success that Buffy was able to punch him in the jaw.

"Sure" he said, rubbing his jaw and flailing wildly with his legs, attempting to kick her.

"Do guys ever say what they mean?" Finally, one of David's random bursts of kicking connected with Buffy's side and she stumbled. He advanced on the Slayer, the vampire bloodlust shining in his eyes.

"Of course not, that would ruin the fun" Buffy flipped up to her and kicked David in the jaw. He sprawled on the floor.

"What fun? The fun of making us run around like love-sick puppies, chasing after you guys while playing hot and cold every two seconds?" David flashed Buffy a confused look and she brought her foot down on his abdomen, forcing whatever air he had left in his lungs out of him.

"Of course not" he said, huffing for a minute before realizing that he no longer needed to breathe.

"The fun of being mysterious, you girls have the looks and the sexual persuasion, we need the mystery to add a bit of allure"

"Oh" Buffy said, before the new vamp could take advantage of her momentary pause, she swooped down and plunged her stake into his heart and he burst into dust.

"Thanks David, you've helped a lot". Dusting herself, she began the trek back home. She had to see a certain bleached blonde vampire.