Disclaimers: All the characters in this story belong to Joss Whedon.

Chapter nine: The training begins

If you had told Buffy a few weeks a go that she was some sort of chosen one and had to fight vampires she would of just laughed in your face and asked if you were feeling ok. Buffy, the vampire slayer, now that sounds catchy She thought. The slayer made her way down the corridor. She had agreed to meet Giles in the library, before school. No doubt Spike would be there or maybe not, he seemed to love causing an annoyance in her life but last night he seemed different around her. She couldn't quite put her finger on what it was. Unfortunately for Buffy, Cordelia spotted her and made her way over. No cordettes, just her. Cordelia grabbed Buffy's arm and took her into the girls' restroom. The brunette shoved the blonde against the sinks and put her hands either side of Buffy. Buffy swallowed hard. What the hell was going on?

"I'm going to make this perfectly clear so keep your geeky ears open...okay?"

The blonde nodded. Why the hell was she cowering? She could always push her away but that would cause Cordelia to go flying into the toilets and make her life even worse, probably get into trouble with Synder. No way was she doing that.

"I don't like it when people think it's funny to laugh at my pain...yeah Anya told me that you and that red-headed dork were laughing at me after gym, and not only that I think you caused Spike's black eye...not that I care, just to let you know I won't stop until I exact my revenge on you...so watch out," Cordelia cackled and walked away, leaving Buffy to readjust herself.

Xander and Willow were sitting in the lobby area of the school. The red-head was staring at Oz and Xander was trying to get her attention.

"So, Buffy has been acting weird recently, don't you think?"

No response. He rolled his eyes and clicked his fingers in front of her face. This snapped her out of her daze.

"What?"

"I said Buffy has been acting weird recently, don't you think?" Xander repeated.

"Yeah, I mean not doing her homework? Definitely not like her, oh and she isn't here yet...or maybe she is and we haven't seen her?"

"Will, whatever it is I'm sure the buffster will tell us sooner or later," he stated and Willow nodded. Meanwhile, Buffy had just arrived at the library. Giles had a huge stack of books on the table. She furrowed her brows and frowned. The watcher appeared from his office and had more books in his arms. He smiled.

"Ah Buffy,"

"Are all those books for me? (points to the books) only I have five minutes until 1st period so I can't stop,"

No Spike. That was a big relief to her. He nodded as he was arranging all the books into different piles. Quirky wasn't the word.

"As a matter of fact they are...history of the slayer, vampires, demons..."

"Demons? You mean I don't just fight vampires?"

"There are hundreds of different species of demons and vampires are just one,"

She blinked. Eyes were wide and mouth hung open. The bell rang for first period and Buffy found herself cursing.

"Lunchtime!" Giles shouted as she ran out the door.

Mrs Henson greeted all the students as they entered her classroom. William Giles actually arriving to lesson on time?!?! now that was a surprise. She smiled at him as he walked in.

"Nice to see you are on time for once, Mr Giles,"

Spike just went straight to his seat. He watched Red and the whelp's faces fall as they had seen that Buffy's seat was empty. Shock and concern etched all over them. He heard Cordelia cackle and make remarks at Xander as they sat down. Five minutes into the lesson and a very flushed looking blonde came bursting through the door. Everyone turned to look at her, except Spike. He rolled his eyes.

"Miss Summers I assume you have a perfectly good explanation for being FIVE minutes late," Mrs Henson raised her brows at her.

"I-I slept in, I'm really sorry Mrs Henson," she lied

The teacher nodded.

"Make sure that it is the last time it happens, ok?"

Buffy sighed with relief and sat down at her desk. She dared a look at him. The sun shone into the room and lit up his face, defining his highly chiselled cheek bones. She was staring at him. So much beauty in someone as dark as him. Spike turned towards her to find her big green eyes staring at him. Now his bright blue ones were staring at her. Her glasses were stopping him from staring deeper into them. Scarred brow raised at her.

"Have I got a bloody TV on my head?"

She snapped out of it, remembering who she was staring at.

"What? No...no Tv, just I- I can see your roots," She pointed to his head. His big, manly hand ran through his platinum locks. Spike chuckled.

"Is that all you've got? Some silly remark about...(Mrs Henson frowns at him) I'm shutting up," he informed his teacher.

Students sat around in the cafeteria. That's when she spotted them. Angel and Drusilla. Getting a little too cosy. He whispered something in her ear and she giggled. She was flirting with her boyfriend's best mate? Was she crazy? Good job Spike wasn't there to see this. Wait a minute, where the hell is he? Buffy thought. That moment he walked in. Luckily for Drusilla and Angel they had pulled away before he could see anything. He pulled her in for a kiss and he smiled. The blonde shook her head. If she went and told him what she had seen he would shrug it off saying that she was just causing trouble. So Buffy just grit her teeth.

"You slept in you say?"

"Yes," Buffy barked at Xander and he held his hands up in defence.

"Whoa, I only asked,"

She just picked up her stuff and tray.

"I gotta go,"

The blonde left her friends confused. Willow and Xander looked at each other.

"I think it's time we go in to action, don't you?"

"Uh-huh, shall I get my mack out?" Willow chirped and he looked at her, blankly.

"You know since we're going to go all Inspector Gadget," she explained.

The school day had ended. Giles and Spike were in the gym, waiting for her to arrive and true Buffy fashion she was on time. She greeted Giles with a smile and Spike with a half frown half concerned look and he just knitted his brows. Giles was all padded up ready to start training her and he instructed her to tap her hands up. The bleach blonde riffled through the equipment bag and found a stake to play with. Buffy stood in front of Giles now.

"Hit me,"

Now it was her turn to knit her brows. He wanted her to hit him. Wouldn't that hurt him or send him flying?

"What? I can't hit you..."

Spike was throwing the stake up into the air and catching it.

"Yes you can, it is a vital part of your training, unless you want to train with William?" he suggested.

Spike scoffed and she groaned, rolling her eyes. A small smile crept up on her lips.

"As much as I'd love to hit SPIKE, I really don't want him touching me, no offence Giles,"

The teen chuckled.

"Like I'd want to touch you anyway,"

She glared at him.

"God you're such a-," Giles interrupted.

"That is quite enough! (raises his mitted hands) now Buffy I want you to start hitting my hands...lead with the left,"

She began to hit his hands and he smiled at how easily she was picking this up. Spike had stopped throwing the stake and now was focussed on the pair. She was so tiny and fragile looking that it beat him how she was the slayer. He noticed her breathing hard and panting.

"Ok, that is enough of that (removes mitts and get hold of a wooden punching dummy) now lets see you do this,"

She wiped her brow to rid it of the sweat.

Next she practiced her punches on the wooden punching dummy. Something inside of her kicked in. Some sort of instinct that made her go crazy on it, throwing continuous rapid punches. "Buffy, that's enough," Giles stated.

She ignored him and kept whaling on the dummy. Spike looked on as he saw the rage kick in. She saw flashes of Dru and Angel at lunchtime and this served to drive her on. She didn't know why they got her so worked up. Xander and Willow were outside the gym, their noses pressed against the square windows of the doors.

"Buffy!" the watcher shouted.

She kicked it, and it broke in halve. All three of them stared at the now broken dummy. Their eyes popped out of their skulls and they quickly scurried away, whispering on the way.

"What the frilly hell is going on?!?" Willow squeaked

Back in the gym, Giles cleared his throat and looked at the petite blonde.

"Uh...I think that is quite enough for today,"

In the janitor's closet were Angel and Drusilla, making out. Angel ran his hands all over her body as they kissed. He suddenly stopped. "We-we shouldn't be doing this...what about Spike...he's like a brother..."

Drusilla hushed him with a slim, red-nailed finger pressed softly to his mouth. She smiled. "What daddy doesn't know won't hurt him," They continued kissing.

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