Buffy jogged, or rather tried to, down the crowded street as her best friend Willow tugged on her hand with a vice like grip. Why oh why had she agreed to this madness? She looked around her as Willow finally came to a stop and started pushing her way through the crowd with a lot of ‘excuse’ and ‘pardon’ me’s. Times Square was absolutely filled with people, from the looks of it probably half of New York. She giggled, the other half was probably out at clubs getting drunk well into New Years. Her eyes almost hurt at the bright lights of all the buildings surrounding her and all the different costumes and accessories everyone was wearing. Huge red hats, tinsel and lots more. And then she remembered why Willow had brought her there, for once in her life she wanted to have an exciting new years eve with her best friend or something along those lines. She even distinctly remembered hearing ‘absolutely drunk and hot guys’ somewhere in the earlier conversation. Now that they were on their own in the big city what better place to drag her on this evening then the party central itself.
“Isn’t this amazing! I’m so excited, I can just feel the adrenalin pumping through me!”
Buffy’s eyes swiveled to her red headed friend as she started to jump up and down excitedly screaming along with the masses. Wow, this version of Willow was even more animated then the ‘on sugar’ version. Not being able to help it Buffy grinned and gave a short scream of joy that just seemed to blend in with all the others.
“Come on, lets go farther to the edges where they have the television shows set up and filming!” Buffy rolled her eyes at Willows obvious excitement but agreed quickly anyways and complied to the familiar vice tug on her hand as they tried not to get lost in the crowd.
After about fifteen minutes of walking through the thickening crowd they finally reached the edges where everyone was cheering as one of the many shows took place, the host turning back to talk to the crowd every once in a while.
Buffy stared, slack jawed before turning to her friend. “Oh, my god is that Carson Daly?!”
The two girls both made a sound somewhere between an excited shriek and a girly squeal.
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Spike scowled slightly at his friend as they situated themselves somewhere along the borders of the craziness that was around them. It wasn’t even the new year yet and there were people surrounding them that were sloshed out of their minds. Spike rolled his eyes.
“So tell me again why I let you drag me to this unholy human phenomenon?”
Angel rolled his eyes at the sarcasm and annoyance rolling of the sentence, a grin plastered on his face non the less. “Because it’s a great opportunity not only to get drunk for no reason but meet chicks who can’t hold they’re liquor and are frisky at these things?”
Spike smirked. “So basically one massive orgy in Times Square.” They laughed together at the hilarity of the statement.
“Besides, if I wanted to get right buggered and find myself a chit to sleep with I could of jus’ gone to a bar.”
Angel simply raised his eyebrows. His friend really needed to get out more, his Saturday nights as of late, consisted of Passions, a bottle of JD and sometimes one of his crap punk cd’s. “Yeah, well that wouldn’t be as fun now would it? The girls at the bars don’t throw themselves at you for random reasons.”
Spike’s tongue tucked behind his teeth in a smug leer. “Speak for yourself mate.”
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“So what would the names of you two lovely ladies be?”
Both their faces were flushed red and not from the chilliness in the air, definitely not. The why was leaning more towards the sexy television host that was currently speaking to them with the cameras on for the live new years eve special.
“I’m Willow and she’s Buffy.” The red head yelled over the crowds of cheering spectators.
“Buffy, that’s a new one.” He gave her a little wink. “Is there anyone you guys would like to send a shout out to as we get close to the count down of the last seconds of 2006?”
Buffy’s eyes lit up at that. Wouldn’t Dawn, her mum, and Giles be shocked when they saw her on the t.v. “I’d like to say hi to my mom Joyce, Giles and sis. Dawn, you better be….”
xxXxx
“…drinking yourself into oblivion?” Angel asked, raising his eyebrows as the blonde smuggled a bottle of champagne from inside his duster.
The blonde grinned. “Attracting the ladies isn’ the only thing this thing is good for. It’s for the new year you nit.”
Angel grinned. “Yeah I’m sure a few of these hot lil things wouldn’t mind being doused in some champagne.”
Spike rolled his eyes at the comment. “I’ve been saving this stuff forever. Like I’m gonna waste any of this stuff on a bloody bint I don’t know.”
The both looked up at the giant ball suspended in the air as everyone started to count down.
Ten..nine..eight..seven..six..five..
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Four..three..
Buffy couldn’t help but get excited as everyone started to count down. She didn’t usually care much about new years. No big deal really. Except when you found yourself in the middle of this huge place with hundreds of thousands of virtual strangers and absolutely anything was possible.
Two..
She grinned even wider as the crowed kept shifting, a new person beside her each half a seconds. Hell, she wouldn’t even mind kissing someone she didn’t know at midnight. Speaking of..
..One!
Buffy turned to the guy standing next to her. He had bleached hair and a dark leather coat but hell, it was new years and she was allowed some fun. Tapping him on the shoulder she wasted no time in crashing his mouth to his in sheer determination. The last though that coherently registered in her mind was ‘god I hope he doesn’t have a girlfriend to get in trouble for this.’
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
As soon as the stranger registered what had happened and started to kiss her back all she could think was ‘yum’. And then the fireworks went off, the real ones and the ones behind her eyes. What luck. This guy had the most soft, pouty, and delectable lips and she had managed to choose him, given it was random but still. And not only that but when he pried her mouth open and delved inside…well, his kisses were absolutely divine.
Spike didn’t know what had happened. One minute he had been mumbling out the count down with Angel beside him belting it out and eyeing the cute brunette next to him and the next some girl had tapped him on the shoulder and crushed her mouth to his just as they had reached the end of the countdown. At first he had wanted to push her away and yell at the bint about personal space. But now, now he didn’t mind so much. She tasted so sweet, and that mouth, what wonders she could do with that hot little mouth of hers, it was making his nether regions stir with just a kiss. Bloody hell he hadn’t even seen what the girl looked like and he wanted to pounce on her. It wasn’t long before he was wrapping his arms around her and kissing her back with fervor.
She finally pulled away and he was just about to pull her back in for some more vigorous kissing when he saw her face. Cor, she was gorgeous. Silky hair that the fireworks seemed to shine off of, like spun gold. And her lips, well, they had proven already what a valuable asset they were but her eyes were the most gorgeous. Twin pools of liquid jade. The shy look she was giving him was bloody adorable too, like she was finally embarrassed for kissing a complete stranger.
“Happy new year.”
He leaned in kissing her again gently before pulling away and pulling something out of his coat.
He grinned at her. “Want some champage?”
Happy new year indeed….
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A/N: I’m not sure how many of you guys already had new year’s so this may be late…or early? But I sort of celebrated it twice, the polish new year and the Canadian one seven hours later (it’s now 1:26 am here) and I had the sudden inspiration and spirit to write this quick and slightly late for some of you, short fic. Hope you liked it and as a quick not I’m not sure if you age champage, but saving it is different isn’t it? I personally don’t drink alcohol that often but maybe you can overlook it if I made a mistake? :P Happy new year everyone!!!!