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"I feel bad about going to the bronze while Dawn's sick," Buffy said.
"We have to keep Angel and Spike seperated somehow or they're going to kill each other. Besides, we have to entertain everyone else," Willow said.
Buffy sighed. "This is about the worst possible time for anyone to be here."
“I could glare at Angel for you,” Willow volunteered.
“Spike will already be doing that for me,” Buffy said, “What do I do if Angel asks me to dance?”
“I don’t know…you should probably ask Spike about it,” Willow said.
“Spike would say there is no way that wanker is dancing with my girlfriend,” said a voice form the doorway. Spike was leaning against the doorframe. He was admiring Buffy’s short black dress. “You look gorgeous, pet,” he said, “Everyone’s getting impatient downstairs. Are you ready to go?”
“Yes,” Buffy said with a sigh, “Could you please try not to antagonize our guests?”
“What if I do?”
“I’ll side with you, of course, but it would make things easier if I didn’t have to.”
“As you wish, my love,” Spike said with a bow. He took her hand and kissed it. Then they walked down the stairs.
~*~
For the first time ever, Spike and Xander found they had something in common: they both hated Angel. Conner soon joined their conversation.
“How much hair gel does that guy use?” Xander said.
“He doesn’t use hair gel,” Conner interjected, “He uses styling mousse.” They all began sniggering. “He keeps a comb in his pocket at all times, too,” Conner said.
“I don’t know what you saw in him, love,” Spike said.
“Maybe I liked him because he was willing to dance with me instead of gossiping,” she said.
“Point taken. Would you like to dance?”
“Thank you, Spike I’d love to.”
As they walked off, Xander said, “Wow, she really has him wrapped around her little finger.”
“Xander,” Anya called.
“Coming!”
“And that’s different from you and Anya because….?” Conner said.
“You’ll understand once you have a girlfriend,” Xander said.
Buffy loved dancing with Spike. She knew that when they were out there, she was the envy of every woman on the dance floor. Any woman in the Bronze would have been more than willing to dance with him, but Spike had eyes only for her.
Angel watched them dance, his eyes narrowed. Spike smirked at him over Buffy’s shoulder. Suddenly the song changed and Spike’s hands slipped lower than her waist. He ground his erection against her. She sighed. “Angel’s watching us, isn’t he? Don’t answer. I already know. Why do you let him get to you?”
“He’s beat me in everything for the past hundred years. Drusilla always loved him better and he was your first,” Spike mumbled.
“If you ever repeat this to him I will stake you,” she said, “Look, Spike, Angel may have been my first, but he only had sex with me once. You have had sex with me more times than I can possibly count. He left. I know you’ll stay. He was always brooding. You are always fun. Besides all of that, he has a small dick. Now shut up, stop trying to taunt and impress him, and pay attention to me.”
He stared at her for a moment with his mouth open. Then he began to laugh. He kissed her swiftly and they once again began to dance. They didn’t stop until Tara showed up. They met her at the table.
“What did you want to talk to me about earlier?” Buffy asked.
“Um…well..I talked to Dawn’s doctor,” Tara stuttered, “And he said she was imperfect medical condition. I..I think that she’s still in a coma for magical reasons. If you want, I’ll research the demon that attacked her.”
“Thanks, Tara,” Buffy said. Tara smiled at her shyly.
Angel was still staring at Buffy and brooding. “Why would she date him?” he thought, “She must be under some sort of spell.”
Cordelia walked up to him. She followed his gaze. Then she smacked him in the head.
“Hey! What was that for?”
“She loves him. It’s obvious. You’re simply jealous. Leave them alone.”
“But she loved me.”
“Yeah,” Cordelia said, “Emphasis on LOVED. I, on the other hand, love you right now.” She kissed him. He sat there in shock. “Do what you want,” she said, “But you’re acting like an idiot.” She turned and walked away.
After a moment, Angel leapt up and yelled, “Cordelia, come back!” He ran after her. Spike and Conner, who had both been watching this exchange, cracked up.
“What’s so funny?” Buffy asked.
“Cheerleader just declared her never ending love for Peaches and he was too shocked to answer. Then he realize what a wanker he was and ran after her,” Spike said.
“Thank God!” Buffy said, “If he’s in love with Cordelia, he’ll leave me alone.”
“This has been going on for a while,” Conner said, “I’m surprised Cordelia didn’t stake him for even looking at you.”
Willow nervously glanced at Tara. “Is there anything I could do to help you with anything?”
Tara smiled at her. “Actually, you could help me with some research tomorrow at the Magic Box,” she said quietly.
“I’d like that,” Willow said, “I haven’t done any magic for a long time now.”
“That’s really great, Willow. I’m so proud of you.” Then they sat there in silence, staring at each other hopefully.
Xander, Conner and Spike were now playing a game of pool while trading nicknames for Angel. Buffy was chatting with Fred who she had only just met. “Men are so childish sometimes,” Buffy said shaking her head.
“I wouldn’t know. Before now I haven’t known that many men. I was in an alternate dimension where humans were called cows for five years,” Fred said.
“Yikes, I died twice.”
“Wow, I haven’t even died once.”
Suddenly someone ran into the Bronze and yelled, “Someone is being attacked outside. Buffy got up and began to walk outside. “I’ll handle it,” she said to Spike. He nodded rather reluctantly.
When Buffy got outside, she looked around for the girl. She was so busy looking for the girl, that she didn’t notice when several vampires snuck up behind her. Two of them grabbed her arms a third grabbed her around the waist. She fought against their grip, but she found that she couldn’t throw them off. The last vampire stepped in front of her and smiled. He bit her over the other marks, hard. He put his hand over her mouth so that no one could hear her if she screamed. Soon, she was too weak to support her own weight. He held her up. Finally he removed his fangs from her neck.
“We’re not done with you yet,” he said grinning. Her ripped her dress and bra off. She gasped and fought with all the strength she had left. They held on tightly. He sunk his teeth into her breast and began to drink. When he remove his mouth from her, he said,“I’m going to enjoy forcing myself on you.” He smiled and unzipped his pants. As he moved forward towards her, she began to lose to consciousness. “I wish I could have said goodbye to Spike,” she thought, “He’ll be heartbroken. I don’t want to die.”
Suddenly, dust sprinkled her face. She began to fall, but strong, cool arms caught her. The last thing she saw was a pair of beautiful blue eyes looking at her, full of concern and horror.
A/N: If I offended anyone, I'm sorry. I got some nasty reviews. If you really didn't like this one, keep reading. I promise, the next cahpter is better.
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