A/N: I'm sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. My brothers came to town from college and we just went crazy at the mall (lol)...Well, have a good read! I hope you like this chapter....and please, can you guys start reviewing my story? I don't want to sound mean or anything, its just that I want more feedback...well, like I said, ENJOY!

"Welcome back, everyone!" MTV newscaster Rod Michaels sat on a small couch in front of his huge audience, holding medium sized blue index cards in his hands. "Now, our next guest is a violet-haired starlet with a huge voice and tremendous talent. She's won numerous awards for her outstanding contribution to music and has also been rumored to be dating a certain sexiest man alive." The crowd giggled at Rod's adlib. "Please, welcome Miss Faye Valentine!"

The crowd stood and cheered as Faye entered the stage, wearing a classy knee high strapless black and yellow sundress with a mini black cardigan sweater and black high heels. Faye happily waved to the crowd as she bounced on stage, shaking Rod's hand and giving him a comforting hug before sitting next to him on the small couch behind them.

"Well, Faye. It's…an honor to have you here this afternoon."

Faye nodded and smiled. "Thank you very much. It's an honor to be here." She returned.

"I went to your show last night. It was….nothing short of amazing. What is the process exactly for putting on such an outstanding performance such as that?"

"I could honestly say that…it comes natural." Faye shrugged as Rod and the crowd giggled at her comment.

Spike remained in Faye's bed, still naked, sitting up, his hands planted on either side of his body watching Faye's interview. The white sheets lay on his lap, covering his private area.

"I could honestly say that…it comes natural."

Spike shook his head, smiling, remembering something she told him once. "Boy, aren't WE arrogant."

Later in the interview…

"Faye, we've got one more question to ask you before you go. There are many rumors about….your personal life."

The crowd 'ooh'-ed as Faye rolled her eyes and blushed, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

"The thing with you and Spike Spiegel. What's going on there? I was heartbroken when I found out."

Faye laughed at Rod's faux flattery and sighed before giving the big announcement. "We are seeing each other but that's all I'm going to say about it."

Rod raised his eyebrows, surprised as the crowd remained silent. "So you two ARE dating?"

Faye nodded. "Correct. But that's all I'm going to say about it."

"It's been….a pleasure to be with you this afternoon, Miss Valentine. Please give it up for Faye Valentine!" Rod and Faye stood for their seats on the couch, giving each other another comforting hug. The crowd behind them cheered and screamed as Faye exited the stage.

An hour after the interview, Faye returned to her apartment to see Spike in the den watching a Bruce Lee film. He immediately turned his head to the door upon her entering. He smiled as she walked closer to the couch. "So it's officially, ah?"

"Yep. I guess so." Faye made herself comfortable on Spike's lap. She turned her head to face him and kissed his thin lips. "You know we have that Art Gala thing to go to tonight." She whispered.

"Oh, yeah. That's right. Dammit." He looked down, shaking his head. He, then, combed his fingers through his unruly green mass of hair. "I really don't wanna go."

"Oh, Spike. Please…? Please will you go?" Faye stuck her bottom lip out as if she were a 9 year old kid.

"Ugh….Faye…"

"Please, Spike?" Faye exchanged her child-like manner for a seductive one, licking her lips and kissing Spike around his neck, leaving little pink spots from where she bit down on his smooth skin.

Spike looked up at the ceiling, sighing.

Faye jumped, feeling his member rising from where she was sitting. "Um…he says yes." Faye looked down, then back up at her lover.

Spike laughed, smiling at his gorgeous new girlfriend. "FINE! I'll go!"

Faye happily hopped off of the actor's lap. "Yay! I'm getting dressed!" Faye ran to her room, slamming the door behind her.

Spike looked down at his standing shaft. "Thanks."

The tired actor followed Faye into her room, grabbing her waist from behind as she walked into her huge closet. He gently kissed her ear making her heart flutter. "I'm gonna go home and get dressed. My driver will pick you up in about 3 hours, okay?" He whispered in her ear as if he were telling her a secret.

Faye bit her lip and turned around to face Spike. God, he was gorgeous. His tan face, flawless. All Faye could do was tenderly kiss his soft lips and nod in approval. "Okay."

Spike kissed Faye's forehead before walking backwards out of her room, keeping his gaze on her, then turning back forward when he reached the hall.

When Spike opened the door to leave, Eunice was standing in front of it, holding up her hand in a fist as if she were about to knock.

"Uh… hello, Eunice." Spike looked down at his lover's room mate.

Eunice nodded. "Spike."

"Didn't you meet Faye at her interview?"

"Huh…? Oh yeah…yeah… the limo…he left me."

Spike kept looking at her as if she'd lost her mind.

"Where's Faye?"

"In…her room. Are you alright?" He asked as he walked past her, now concerned.

"I'm fine! Just fine! ….really! I'll see you later, bye!" Eunice ran into the apartment and slammed the door behind her.

Spike shook his head before turning around and catching a cab.

Eunice burst into Faye's room, startling the singer. "Eunice! Where have you been?"

"I went to Spike and Jet's apartment." She responded tearfully, sitting on Faye's large, unmade bed.

Faye sat next to her distraught friend, handing a white towel for her tear stained face. Eunice shook her head as she wiped her face.

"I don't understand." Eunice sniffled. "He seemed like…he was so attracted to me."

"What happened?"

"Well, when you left for your interview, I thought that before I meet you there, maybe I'll drop by Jet's house. So I went, wearing no underwear, just knowing that he'd want to sleep with me." Faye rolled her eyes at this comment. "When I got there, we talked, we made out, I did a little strip tease for him and when I tried unzipping his pants with my mouth, he told me to get off of him. Then I asked what the problem was and he told me that there was not problem and that he just wanted to wait a little bit longer before he slept with me!" Eunice dropped her head in her hands and began to sob.

"So, why are you crying? That makes sense." Faye retorted.

"I wanted to get some!" Eunice whined back, continuing to bawl in her hands.

"Oh, Eunice." Faye sighed, getting up from where she was sitting to return to her closet. "All I can say is that Jet's a good guy. I mean, you've never really had a boyfriend. You just…sort of…have casual sex. But Jet wants an actual RELATIONSHIP with you. He sees something special in you."

"Yeah, but I want him to FEEL it inside of me, not to just see it."

Faye smiled at her sexually frustrated friend before focusing her full attention on what she was going to wear to the 10th Annual Art Auction and Gala.

"So, you're finally over Julia, huh?" Jet asked, watching Spike tie his black bowtie in the mirror of his bathroom.

Spike sighed as he finished up his bowtie. "I think I am. I'm ready to be." He turned around to face Jet, smiling.

"Well," Jet stood, walking over to Spike and clapping his hand on his broad shoulder. "You've got a great girl. Don't screw it up with this Julia shit."

"Ah, shut up." Spike pushed Jet's hand off of his shoulder. "But I'm thinking. Maybe she's what I need. Maybe she's the final piece that I need to get over Julia."

"She better be 'cause I'm sick of hearin' it!"

"Whatever." Spike smiled at his buff body guard.

BEEP BEEP

"All right, well. Be good. And your broad has gone crazy. I don't know what's wrong with her but whatever it is, you need to fix it."With that, he left out of the front door.

Jet laughed, knowing exactly what was wrong with her.

"Wait here. I'll go get her." Spike told his driver as he exited to car and walked to Faye's apartment. As soon as he got to the door, she opened it. She was looked immaculate in a tight, knee-high, spaghetti strapped white dress. The back of her hair was up in a small ball while the front hung down beside her face. Spike was taken aback.

"Hi. I was just about to wait for you." Faye said, walking out of her apartment and locking the door behind her. "You look very handsome, Mr. Spiegel. I've never seen you in a tux before." She smiled as she walked to Spike's limo, totally ignoring the fact that he was speechless.

Spike's driver exited the limo and walked over to the door, opening it for Faye. Spike ran over to the door, pushing his driver out of the way before Faye entered.

Faye slowly and seductively dipped into the limousine, noticing how he couldn't stop looking at her.

As soon as she entered, Spike ran over to the other side, hopping in.

"So, how are we going to exit without people seeing us together?" Faye nonchalantly asked as she glanced over at Spike who was staring at her with lustful eyes.

"Spike!" Faye yelled, trying to get him to snap out of whatever trance he was under.

"Shh…" He put his long, tan finger onto her lips, then replaced it with his own lips. Faye laughed into his mouth before getting serious and kissing him back. Their tongues fought for dominance inside their warms mouths, a fight that Spike was winning.

Spike eased his hand into the top of Faye's dress, reaching her soft mounds. Faye grabbed his hand and pulled it out.

"Later." She whispered to him, separating their lips after a full frontal make out session so hot that the windows were fogged.

As they reached the entrance of the Gala, Spike's driver stopped and turned around to face the couple. "Okay, which one of you is going to enter first? I can drop one of you off, circle around the area once, then drop the other off."

Spike and Faye looked at each other. "You go first." Spike insisted.

"Okay." Faye shrugged, pulling the handle of the door, then exited the limo. The photographers went wild upon her stepping out onto the red carpet.

Spike watched Faye exit, then when the door closed, glanced at his driver. "Let's go."

When Spike reached the red carpet, interviewers rushed to him, trying to ask him questions, mostly about Faye.

"Mr. Spiegel! Mr. Spiegel!" A young interviewer from E! finally managed to stop the mysterious actor. Spike stuffed his hands in his pockets as he strolled towards the reporter.

Spike nodded at the young scribe, giving him a fake smile.

"We're here tonight with Academy Award nominated actor Spike Spiegel, how are you tonight, Spike?" The reporter said to the camera. Then, he turned towards Spike.

"I'm okay."

"Earlier, we saw Faye Valentine pass us but I think she's gone the other way. Have you seen her tonight?"

Spike nodded but frowned. "I have."

"Are you and Faye dating? She's admitted earlier today that you are. We just want to confirm."

"Umm…" Spike's head began to swarm with thoughts until he blurted out, "No. I don't know what she's talking about. We're not dating at all, nor will we ever." Spike shrugged, gave the reporter a sarcastic smile, then walked off.

The reporter looked at his camera man who was equally stunned and shrugged. When he turned back to the celebrity filled carpet, Faye was making her way over towards him.

"Ms. Valentine! Ms. Valentine!" The interviewer jumped up and down, succeeding in getting Faye's attention.

"Hi, how are you doing tonight?" Faye asked the interviewer, showing a complete difference in attitudes between Faye and Spike.

"We just talked to Spike Spiegel and he says you two aren't dating and never will date. How do you feel about that?"

Faye raised her eyebrows, shocked. "Wh-what?! He said what?"

"You two will never date. Is it true?"

Faye looked to her right to see Spike glancing at her from about a mile away. Faye stormed out of the Gala to the opposite direction of the man she thought she was dating.

She ran far away from the Gala and to a bus stop, waving her hand for a taxi. Spike closely followed her.

"Faye….look." He said, bending over and panting.

"WHAT!" She swung around, looking at him as if he were the worst human being she ever laid her eyes on. "You made me look like a FOOL, Spike! Do you realize that?!"

"Faye, I'm sorry it's just that…I didn't know what to say."

"You couldn't say yes? You couldn't say, yes we're dating?"

"I wasn't ready to announce it."

"I already had announced it! We'd talking about this! And you said yes!"

"I…"

"Just don't talk to me right now, Spike." Faye held her hand out in front of her, as if she were shielding herself from him. As soon as she was far enough, she ran as far as she could away from him.

A/N: R&R PWEEEEEEEEZ!!!!