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Chapter Nine:

Verena whimpered softly as Faye carefully put her hair up, twisting and twirling strands as she pinned the long mass up. Every-so-often Verena would try to make a mad dash from the chair, but Faye would just roll her eyes and shove her back into it, pulling her hair harder then necessary.

"Verena, chill out. I'm almost done, and all this moving around is making things take longer."

"I can't believe you talked me into this!" Verena cried out, reaching up to cover her face with her hands. Faye grabbed her wrists before she could however, and pushed them back into her lap.

"You want to screw up your makeup again? Stop touching your damned face!"

"I look like a fucking slut!"

"You look hot – now shut up and stand up. I'm finally done." Faye took a step back to admire her handy work. 'Rena was dressed in a silver and black corset with wings attached in the back, and a very short silver skirt. Her trademark black lace-up, knee high boots only enhanced the look Faye had been going for.

Faye was dressed as a 'school teacher'. Her dark purple hair was pinned back and she had on a white button down top and a knee high skirt. With a slit on the side, of course. The shirt was also so sheer, you could plainly see her bra through it. She even had on the glasses she had worn to meet the den those many weeks ago.

"Faye, why am I doing this again?"

"Because you lost that bet we had last night."

"What bet?! I don't remember a bet!"

"Yeah...we made it after the lights were out..."

"That sounds dirty. And really, really fishy..." eyes going wide, 'Rena pointed an accusing finger at her friend. "You did it again! You made a deal with me when I was sleeping again!"

Faye smiled brightly, grabbed her wrist, and pulled Verena up. "It's not my fault you talk in your sleep."

"No, but it's your fault that you exploit that fact! Damn it Faye, this isn't fair! I wanted to stay here and scare the children!"

Faye rolled her eyes, then squealed when the door bell rang. "And your man has come back!"

"I have a man? Can I eat him?"

"Dirty..." Faye muttered as she moved to open the door. Gren smiled brightly as the door opened. He had his hair pulled back in a pony tail, and ware a black suit. Faye frowned at his get up. "What are you? An undertaker?"

"I'm the devil..." he pouted and pointed to the horns on his head and the tail at the back of his suit pants. Faye blinked at him a few times, head tilted to the side. "But...the devil is a woman..." shaking her head, she motioned for him to come in. "What ever – where's Spike?"

"Getting his sister Edward." Gren frowned and rubbed the back of his head, but quickly shrugged off Fayes odd comment.

At the name Edward, Verena screamed loudly and Rushed forward, bouncing up and down. "Edward is coming?! My 'speak in third person' buddy?! EEEE! 'Rena is very happy now!" asshe continues to bounce, she notices Gren's eyes locked on her chest. And that there was a little drool starting to come out of his mouth. "Ahhh, are you okay?" frowning, she waved her hand in front of his face a few times before she noticed his get up. Laughing softly, she poked him in the forehead. "What are you? And undertaker?"

Blinking a few times, Gren frowned and pushed her hand away. "What is with the two of you?! I'm the devil!"

"...The devil is a woman."

"...how do you know? She your mom or something?" he scoffs, turning to Faye, hoping she'll join in on his laughter. She just sighed and shook her head as if he had just done something stupid.

"My aunt."

He turned back to Verena and frownd. "What?"

"My Aunt is the devil. Not my mom. She didn't want to take over, so she left her younger sister in charge of the underworld. But when I get out of college, she promised that I could be her successor since she has no kids of her own."

"Verena your aunt can't be...damn it, Faye! Help me out here!"

Faye blinked and looked around, pretending she had heard nothing, leaving the room after clearing her throat a few times. Gren looked from her retreating back, to Verena in frustration. "You...do know your aunt can't really be --"

"Move out of the door!" Spike shouted as he pushed his friend farther into the house so he and Edward could get in. He was dressed as an old fashioned gangster. He had on a bowler tipped to the side, and a dark blue and black pin striped suit. He looked Grin up and down and frowned. "What are you a waiter?"

Edward, who was dressed as a pumpkin, looked Gren up and down, tapping a finger on her lower lip, then smiled brightly. "No no! Silly Spike. The tall, long haired man is an undertaker!"

"Damn it! I'm the devil!"

Edward frowned and tilted her head to the side. "But...the devil is a woman..."

Growling, he tossed his arms up into the air in defeat. He looked over at Spike, and narrowed his eyes when he saw the lanky man eyeing Verena up and down. Gritting his teeth, Gren walked up to her and placed both his arms around her waist. Glaring at Spike from over her head, as he pulled her tightly to him.

"Come on 'Rena, we can meet them at the party."

Verena whimpered "But...my new friend..." she pointed to Edward and tried to move toward her.

Gren leaned in closer and lightly bit her shoulder before running his tongue over the spot, then ran a hand down her side. "Your right. We should stay here until everyone is gone and then --"

"Okay!" Verena shouted in a near panic, grabbing his hand to pull him from the house. "We'll meet you guys there!" ignoring the fact that Gren was laughing at her as he waved good bye to the others, she hurried out the door.

Faye watched them go and snickered. Looking Spike up and down, she had to admit, if she didn't hate him so much, she would have considered sleeping with him. It really was a shame he was such an ass. Sighing loudly, she smiled at Edward and tilted her head to the side.

"Why...are you a pumpkin?"

"Because it's big and orange and festive!" looking Faye up and down, she frowned. "What are you?"

"A school teacher...you couldn't tell?" frowning, Faye looked down at herself, then back at Ed. "What am I missing?"

"...a ruler I think. And a book." Edward said after a few moments of consideration. Smiling brightly, she nodded again. "A ruler and a book will complete the look perfectly!"

Faye laughed, then quickly ran to her room, grabbing a wood ruler and her math textbook. Walking back out she smiled at both Edward and Spike. Tilting her head to the side she winked at him. "Am I really so hot that I've left you speechless?"

That seemed to snap Spike out of the trance he had been in. Glaring at her, he grabbed Ed's hand and started pulling her toward the door. "Come on. Your making us late."

"Spike, you are hurting Edward's hand. She would like you to let go please..."

Spike instantly released his hold on her, and the lanky red haired girl went running off, arms out like wings. "Edward will meet you at the party Spike-person. She has friends she promised to meet up with!"

Faye walked up next to Spike and smiled over at him. "Well, looks like it's just you and me punk..." biting her lower lip, she started walking past him, then turned to look at him from over her shoulder. "By the way, when I first saw you, it took my breath away too...maybe we could get over our dislike for one another for just one night..."

Spike's eyes widened, well aware that his swallowing was not the only thing that had suddenly become hard. Clearing his throat, he took a few steps so he was walking next to Faye and took a deep breath. It was then he noticed her giggling.

She turned and started walking backwards. "Please tell me you didn't think I was serious!" tilting her head to the side, and pouted slightly. "Do I really come off as being that easy?" laughing again, she shook her head and turned so she was walking forward again, her grin gone.

Why she wondered silently am I such a cowered? If I had just kept my mouth shut, after the party we could have...

Blushing bright red, she quickened her pace. Spike trailing after her, trying to push down the anger and, strangely, the regret he was feeling.

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"Gren.." Verena whispered softly, pushing the long haired man away from her slightly. "Stop..please..."

Gren tried to calm his heart, still lightly kissing Verena's neck as he slowly, and very reluctantly, lowered her back onto the ground.

They had been at the party for a total of five minutes before Gren had pushed her into one of the dark deserted corners of the room, kissing her hard. He had then picked her up, lifting her legs around his waist, and pushed her against the wall, pressing himself into her.

Verena blushed and looked around them, hitting his shoulder hard. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" looking around again, she pulled her skirt down and fixed her top, glaring at his the whole time.

"I'm starting to wonder myself...I think your really starting to make me go insane verena..." he muttered, running a hand over his face as he moved to lean against the wall they had just been...well, it was best he didn't think of that right now.

Verena snorted and rolled her eyes. "Well, get over it. If I ever planed on having sex with you, you can be danmed sure that it wouldn't be in a public place!" frowning, she placed a finger to her lip and thought for a second, then smirked. "Well, not the first time at least..." she muttered, then left with a giant smile on her lips when she heard Gren groan in pain.

"Being a girl rocks..." she giggled, then squealed when she saw Edward talking to a group of people on the fare side of the room. She waved, then went running over to her, Gren and his dilemma completely forgotten for the moment, much to Gren's annoyance.

Growling, he adjusted himself slightly, then started after her. But something by the doorway caught his eye. Turning, he saw Faye walk in followed by Spike. They argued for a few seconds, then turned away from one another and started walking in opposite directions, each looking over their shoulder every once and a while to glare at one another.

"This, " Gren muttered looking between the two, then back over at Verena. "Is going to be a very long night..."