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He looked up, the ball at his feet. Managing a
sly grin at his opponent,
he kicked off. The ball streamed down the field
towards the goal mouth. His
grin widening as his target came closer.
He screamed as a leg made contact with his, pulling him to the ground.
"Ooh, did I hurt poor baby?" A voice snickered.
He looked up at his opponent, who stood over him,
hands on hips, now wearing
his grin.
She waltzed off with the ball down to the other
end of the field, red hair
flying behind her.
"No you bloody well don't..." He muttered, running after her.
The ball danced between her feet and looking up,
she aimed at the goal and
fired the ball.
"GOAL!!!" The commentator screamed as the scoreboard
flashed one nil
against England.
She turned to look at him, "Bored now."
"Shame that you're going to have to spend the last
ten minutes off the game
getting whipped." He answered.
"I don't think so," she replied, getting the ball
off him and racing down to
the goal again, "You should have decided to play
the five minute game. Your
ego might not have hurt so much."
He grinned from behind her as a plan began to form in his head.
Turning around he quickly swiped her off her feet
so that she was sitting on
his lap.
"Spike..." she squealed, trying to move away.
"You said you'd play my game." He pouted.
She sighed and turned her attention back to the game.
He'd gained possession of the ball and was currently
running toward the
opposite goal from where she stood.
"Playing dirty are you?" She muttered.
She soon gained on him and as she went to tackle him, he turned on her.
Arms wrapped tightly around her and fingers on
the controller, he started to
nibble at her left ear, eyes still turned to the
game.
"Spike you're not meant to be doing that... you're meant to be-"
"GOAL!!!" The commentator roared as England equalized.
The screen flashed with the score before it went
off signaling the end of
the game.
"Will you two stop with the games?" Buffy muttered as she entered the room.
"What games?" Spike asked innocently.
Buffy rolled her eyes.
"I've got doughnuts," Xander said entering the room.
"I need a coffee," Giles replied.
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End
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