Bad Angels

A/N: Hey. Wow thanks so much for all the reviews! Keep them coming please!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Rating: Pg13 for now...

Summary: Buffy Summers- a fresh upcoming model in the business is hired to do an intimate photo-shoot with Spike Johnson, the hottest thing in music. They will be King and Queen of the year...but does hatred and desire turn them into the couple of the year? B/S

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Buffy knew she couldn't run into Spike this morning. She might just have put a fist through his face if she did. She still couldn't believe he was Spike Johnson! He lied to her for his own sick pleasure! Making her squirm and worry who it would be when all the time he probably knew who she was. She divised a plan to ignore him and not let his comments get to her, but he always seems to find a way to get to her. She would just avoid him whenever they weren't on camera. She didn't have time to think anymore when she walked into the bustling room where everyone was running about. She spotted Cordelia and decided to talk to her.

" Morning Cordelia." Buffy greeted her .

" Oh, morning Buffy. I really hate early wake up calls. What was Xander thinking?! 5:00! But its just as well, theres a lot to be done." Cordelia said taking a deep breath of air.

" Like what?" Buffy asked still new to the whole photo-shoot thing. She usually just does a few pictures, and run-ways.

" Well for one thing, you need to get into make-up and wardrobe. I already picked your fabulous outfit. Its hanging up in your dressing room. Spike is already getting dressed. And they need to move in the furniture for today's shots." Cordelia informed her.

" Oh great, thanks. What is todays shots?" Buffy asked wondering, hoping she wouldn't be close to Spike. That close anyway.

" Your absolutely going to gush! Okay their bringing you into the white room. In the middle of the white carpet, there putting a black leather couch, and your going to be wearing all white. And their going to edit the shots so in black letters, the caption will say 'Bad Angels'! These shots will be in Cosmo!" Cordelia said almost screaming.

" That sounds awesome! Wait,so let me get this straight....if were on a couch-" Buffy said biting her lip. She didn't even have to finish her sentence, Cordy knew where she was going.

" Their will be various shots of you two. Like for instance, you will be laying down on the couch and Spike will be crawling over you exotically, and vise-versa. I am so jealous! You get to touch Spike, have him on you! You on him! He is such a babe!" Cordelia said day dreaming. Buffy rolled her eyes.

" Yeah, I'm really lucky. Listen, I beter get dressed. Talk to you later!" Buffy said rushing off before she mentioned another thing about Spike. She was far from lucky!

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Buffy came out of her dressing room twenty minutes later looking gorgeous. She had on a long white flowy, ridgy dress that exposed her legs, and one arm strap.Her hair was curled, and gave it the light bounce to match her dark eye make-up. Her skin shimered with glitter.

She gasped as she saw Spike walk out of his dressing room. He had black tight jeans on, with his bleached blonde hair spiked in all different directions, and his chest exposed glimmering. His blue eyes were definetely brought out by his hair. She quickly realized she was staring too much when he saw her, and gave her a wink, and walked away.

'Great Buffy! Stare at him so he thinks your a bigger freak! Hold up, was that a good wink? Just keep to your plan Buffy! Avoid and ignore him! AVOID AND IGNORE!' Her brain screamed at her but she couldn't help but watch him walk away.

'Don't look at her Spike! Man, but she looks beautiful! Hell, she is beautiful! Don't look at her Spike, DON'T LOOK!' Spike's brain screamed at him, but he couldn't help but turn around to look at her one more time.

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" Alright, you guys are all dressed and ready! Perfect, you look perfect! Now walk with me and Anya to the white room." Xander said as him and Spike walkd off to the room, with Buffy an Anya trailing behind.

When they got in the room Buffy noticed it was completely white. White walls, white carpet, and one black leather couch set in the middle. In the front of the couch a few feet were cameras, and all the equipment.

"Okay now, Anya help them set up on the couch while we prepare the camera." Xander said trailing off with the crew behind him. Buffy groaned and followed Spike and Anya to the couch.

" First shot, Buffy lay down with your arm hanging over the side. Thats it, rest your head up on the arm rest. Yeah, turn it a bit. Perfect! Now, Spike crawl on top of her slightly.Thats it...trap her, and lean your head in a bit." Anya instructed. "Great now hold that!" Anya said walking off into the shadow.

As soon as she felt Spike crawl on top of her she began to blush and get nervous. She was praying it would be over soon, but secretly hoping it wouldn't. He had the smoothest skin, and his arms were slowly coming down on hers. His eyes locked with hers as the air around Buffy seemed to be getting limited. Her breathing had definetley increased, yup increasing. She thought Spike's was too, or maybe it was just her taking all the air.

They could hear shots being fired and voices starting to arise.

"Spike lean in your head a little more!" Anya shouted watching and instructing from a corner.

Spike did just that and leaned in farther to her face, inches away from it. Their eyes never left eachothers however. Spike began to move up and more of his body was on her as she could feel the heat of it all. She had to hold back a moan from his ministrations on her body ,when she heard his voice.

" Like that luv?" He said smirking moving his body more. 'Oh my gosh! That smartass!' Buffy thought as she kicked her legs into his stomach, sending him tumbling to the floor in pain, and cursing under his breath.

" Pervert!" She yelled jumping up from her spot as he stumbled to his feet holding his gut.

" Bloody hell! What was that for you stupid bint?!" Spike yelled at her angry.

" What?! Your in America buddy speak the language!" Buffy yelled furious.

" I can't speak 'airhead', deal with it!" Spike shouted inching up closer to her.

" Are you calling me an airhead?!" Buffy screamed.

" I believe the term is-if the shoe fits!" Spike spat.

" Good idea, my shoe will fit up your ass!" Buffy yelled hastily.

" Oh please Malibu barbie!" Spike screamed as people rushed over to them.

" Well this doll came with two fists, let me introduce them to your face!" Buffy yelled taking a swing at him, but he ducked.

" You know, I never actually hit a chick before...." Spike said dangerously.

" Woah! Spike! Buffy! Please! Calm down!" Xander shouted jumping in between the two. Xander holding Spike back, as Anya held back Buffy.

" Buffy come on!" Anya said tightening her grip.

" I'm fine. Just keep the asshole away from me!" Buffy yelled turning her back on him.

" Uh...Buffy, thats kind of impossible since you two are doing the whole shoot thing." Anya reminded her.

" Right well...right then." Buffy said, realizing her last comment was a stupid one.

" Are you two cool?" Xander asked releasing his grasp on Spike.

" Peachy." Spike muttered under his breath.

" Okay, take 5 everyone and we'll meet and do the last of these shots." Xander said walking off with Anya. Buffy gave Spike a dirty look as she turned her back and walked away to go find water.

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'Alright Buffy, just ignore him. Do the photos so you can get the hell away from here for today, and away from him! You don't need to get fired on your first real day of work!' Buffy thought as she entered back in the room.

" Okay take your positions! Anya-help them." Xander said as Anya, yet again, walked them over to the couch and helped them set up.

" Alright. Lets try this one. Buffy lay down on the couch like before, but Spike will be behind the couch draping his arms over it and caressing your hair. Yes, like that. Good. Now please don't fight." Anya whispered as she took her place in the dark corner again.

Spike sat behind the couch, as Buffy was laying on it. He kneed down and she could feel his arms being slid down the front of the couch, near her hair. His touch was so warm and right feeling. Even though Buffy would never admit it.

Buffy was avoiding eye contact with him as she turned her head towards the camera.

"Buffy! Turn your head!" Anya yelled sternly. Buffy did just that and turned her head. His eyes were on her as his hands traced her arms sending sensation downward.

'Get a grip Buffy! You hate this guy! He's evil, and rude, and annoying, and...and..I love his touch...and..and..where was I going with this? Oh, yes! Bad Buffy!' Buffy thought but got lost in other thoughts.

" Buffy lean in farther!" Xander yelled interrupting them. Buffy moaned slightly to herself.

She moved her head up to his a little further than intended. More and more shots were being fired as she did so.

'Almost over Buffy, almost over. Just a few more minutes.' She said holding her head up next to his.

She could suddenly feel his hands being slipped around her waist tenderly. His hands were so warm and gentle, caressing her skin and back. She shifted a tad more so his hands could go up farther on her back. Just as he was moving up little voices were exploding in her head.

'What are you doing? You hate him! He hates you! Punch him, kick him, say something, do...anything!' Although her voices told her to do that, she didn't move a muscle. She just enjoyed being near him and shooed all other thoughts away. Besides, she could just say it was a better position for the camera.

"Alright! Thats a wrap for today! Good job everyone!" Xander shouted as Buffy jumped up from her position and headed out of the room.

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When Buffy arrived home she thought she might take a long, hot bath to wash away everything, and sooth her. She loved taking baths, it always seemed to cheer her up. Especially since the hotel left her exquisit aroma candles, designer shampoos, and creamy conditioners. And soaps that were rich and fruit scented. She headed towards her bathroom but then heard her phone ring.

"Hello?" Buffy said over the phone wearily.

" Buffy! Hey! Its Willow." Her best friend said cheerily.

"Hey Wills! How are you?" Buffy asked glad to hear from her.

" I'm fine. Everyone wants to know about the shoot. How is it?" Willow asked enthusiastically.

" Oh..uh....its good. I love the clothes, and everyones really nice, and the pictures are amazing." Buffy said hoping to avoid the subject of Spike....but she knew her friend all to well.

" Awesome! So...what does this 'Spike' look like?" Willow asked her voice getting deeper.

'Oh great Buffy, she wants to know about Spike and you. Yeah tell her the truth. That you think hes gorgeous, ran into eachother, lied, heated up the set and then kicked his ass, oh and don't forget to tell her you hate him one minute, then want him the next!' Buffy thought.

"Oh...hes good. Bleached hair, muscular, English, badboy." Buffy said with interest.

" Total hottie huh?!" Will said jumping with excitement.

"Yeah if your into that." Buffy said rolling her eyes.

" Your not into that? Not even a little?! He sounds like a babe!" Willow said not believing Buffy had no interest in him what so ever.

" Well...I don't know. Its complicated." Buffy droned.

" What is?" Willow asked.

" He is! I mean he is incredibley good looking, but theres a bad part." Buffy said.

" Whats that?" Willow asked confused.

" His personality! He is such a bastard sometimes! Were talking strong language, annoying, smirks, and physical content. Not to mention his attitude." Buffy said shaking her head.

" Physical content? Buffy you didn't!" Willow screamed.

" No I just, you know, kind of...maybe...kicked him in the stomach." Buffy said.

" You didn't!" Willow yelled.

" I did, I really did. But in my defense, he had it coming!" Buffy shouted wincing.

" What did he do to deserve getting kicked?" Willow asked sarcastically.

" Uh....well, he was doing the shoot with me and made a comment." Buffy said realizing he didn't deserve it.

" The comment would be?" Willow asked.

" Well he was pretending I liked him on me...." Buffy said smacking her forehead.

" Well did you?" Will joked.

" Willow! Okay I understand, he didn't deserve that. I'll say sorry." Buffy moaned.

" Good you see my point. Now Buffy, you have to be serious about this! You can't get fired and have a bad reputation! Behave!" Willow reminded her.

" I know, I know. I have to go, bye. Talk to you later." Buffy said hanging up the phone.

Buffy walked over and entered her bathroom. She got undressed and stepped into the tub. She lit a vanilla aroma candle and just as she was about to soak she heard banging at her door.

" What the hell?!" Buffy yelled as she jumped out and wrapped a towel around her and headed towards the door.

" May I help you?!" Buffy yelled as she swung open the door to reveal a blonde man. "Spike?!!" Buffy yelled in shock.

" Ello' goldilocks. Nice.....towel." Spike said dropping his eyes on her.

" I'm up here! And I was taking a bath. What the hell do you want?" Buffy yelled furious with his behavior.

" Right. I came back from downstairs and figure'd I'd tell you that we have to meet at 6 tomorrow at the S&P. You kind of ran out too fast for anyone to tell you." Spike said leaning against her doorpost.

" I wonder why that is! Hmm...lets think...oh wait, you!" Buffy said.

" What do you bloody mean me?! If you weren't so stuck up, selfish, and a bint, none of this would of happened!" Spike yelled back defensively.

" Me?! Ha! How dare you say that! You don't even know me! And if you weren't such an annoying, self-centered, bleached jackass then none of this would of happened!" Buffy shouted.

" Fine you know what, its obvious I shouldn't of come here! I should of let you be late, and get fired. Its clear we can't get along, even though I'm trying." Spike said sneering and turning away from her.

" Wait!" Buffy said as she watched him walk away into his room.

It was too late, he was already in.' Wonderful Buffy! Your hot co-star was trying to act civil to you and get along and what do you do?! Get into another fight and insult him...even though I should have been apologizing for earlier. Uh...I hate this!' Buffy said slamming her door and returning to her bath.

Something made her stop in her tracks. 'Hold on! S&P is a spa and pool place! Were doing our shots there? Oh,perfect! In a pool, wet,alone, with Spike! Just perfect!' Buffys head screamed at her.

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TBC.....
 

Chapter 2:

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        Buffy Summers franted around her nicely furnished apartment until she landed on her comfy, canopy bed made for a princess. She grabbed the remote that was on her wooden dresser and turned on her television. She had to smile at the sight she saw. Her face was plastered all over the screen on Style. It was rambling on about her early start at her career, and how she became a big success over night. Of course, Buffy had all heard this before.

" Oh look! Me-T.V." Buffy droned as she tried to turn on a channel without her being exposed on it. She turned on MTV where she saw tons of fans pouring themselves on a band. Why anyone would do that for a guy they could never have was beyond her.

She turned off her television and had an idea. She leaned over and put on socks and walked over to her long wodden hallway. She gasped the air as she closed her eyes.

" Here goes nothing!" Buffy whispered to herself as she raced down the hallway and slid on her socks going at fast speed. "Woohoo!" Buffy yelled in excitement at the fun she was having. Of course, that came to a brutal end when she knocked into her maid and was sprawled over the floor in pain.

" Got to say, wasn't expecting that." Buffy fumbled as a hand was extended to her.

" Buffy! Come on child, you know you can get hurt doing that. And I'm tired of cleaning the floors after you mucked them up." Flora advised her brushing her off. Buffy smiled. Flora was the only parent she knew, even though she wasn't her moth, she felt like one.

" I'm sorry Flora. I got bored and it won't happen again." Buffy said seriously saluting her. Flora smiled and walked away shaking her head. Buffy giggled quietly to herself as she strode to her mirror and picked up her comb.

She began to brush her honey blonde silky hair as the phone rang. She ran over to it anxiously and picked up the reciever.

" Hello?" A familiar voice came over the phone. Buffy smiled into the phone.

" Hey Wills! Whats the agenda for the week? Runways? Fittings? Meetings?" Buffy asked already bored with the conversation. Buffy was an upcoming model since last year. She was growing into the business quite well. Her face was all over everything, and every designer wanted her to be in their shows and runways. She had stricken the hearts of many.

" Oh my gosh you are so going to gush when you hear this! Your going to love me!" Willow exclaimed as Buffy could hear her jumping up and down where she was.

" What is it?! Tell me!" Buffy shouted running her hands through her smooth hair. They don't lie, that expensive conditioner really does work.

" Okay, okay! Get this! Cosmo, Covergirl, Woman, and Vogue hired *you* to do a full photo lay out with some guy for their magazines! The pictures will be all over for a while! I mean everywhere! You will be the Queen and King of the year!" Willow shouted as Buffy jumped up from her sitting position and started jumping up in joy, joining her friend in her excitement.

" Oh my gosh! Are you serious?! Me? Queen of the Year! Wow! I don't know what to say! Thank-you!" Buffy screamed calming her nerves.

" I know! Apparently your like the biggest news this year. Its incredible!" Willow said getting in a deep breath.

" So tell me more!" Buffy begged for details.

" Alright well your plane leaves in two days. Your flying out to New York, and there should be a limo waiting for you there. It will take you to the hotel you will be staying at. Then the next morning you will go in and meet everyone, and the director and photographer will explain everything to you. Different shots and such." Willow explained. Willow was not only her best friend, but her manager.

" New York! Cool! I wouldn't mind getting away from the L.A area. So tell me more about this guy, the King." Buffy joked, her hands permanently clenched to the phone now.

" Not sure. But hes supposed to be really hot, and popular and such. Don't worry about it, he'll be under the Buffy thrall in no time. But Buffy...?" Willow asked her voice getting serious.

" Well I hope hes a babe. What is it?" Buffy asked concerned.

" Uh....well..you see, er.." Willow babbled on. Buffy knew she was nervous, because when she rambled on, it was serious.

" What is it Willow?!" Buffy shouted getting annoyed with her impatientness.

" The photos are kind of, er...intimate." As Willow spoke these words Buffy came to a halt.

" How intimate we talking?" Buffy asked suspiciously.

" Well between..very close..and heating the room up." Willow said as Buffy raised her brow in confusion.

" What are you talking about?" Buffy asked.

" The shots of you and him are close together. I've only been told a few but..." Willow clenched her teeth.

" No problem Will. Its totally cool. I can do it, no sweat." Buffy said as they said their good byes and hung up the phone.

" Wow, New York!" Buffy muttered to herself as she went to tell Flora about her plans and what she needed to pack.

Buffy had searched the entire place but couldn't find her. Oh well, she would fill her in later. Right after some serious pie-eating. Buffy thought as she walked over to the delicious pie in her huge kitchen. She took a fork to it and began muching by herself, looking around at the empty palace.

Buffy got lonely a lot. She didn't have any neighbors since she owned the whole floor. It was just her and her servants, which is most likely why she had such a close bond with each one. Willow was her only true friend since the third grade. Buffy's mom and dad divorced when she was young, and her mom entered Buffy into a pageant once, and things just cas-caded from there. And she was a star model now, although she hadn't dropped her kid- like qualities and clumsiness. Buffy couldn't loose her friend, so she hired Willow as her manager. Since she knew she could trust her, and she was good with numbers and things. Unlike her. Her mom moved away when she had enough money to buy her a wonderful house, and kept little contact with her daughter then. That led her to now...eating pie in a kitchen, alone.

Buffy dismissed her thoughts as she was in dire need of milk. She got up and poured herself a glass. Buffy wasn't an average, stuck-up, bratty model. She had heart, and shared it with others. She never actually had a real boyfriend. Well there was one...Angel, but hes history. She started to think of this mystery guy..the photo- shoot one.

'I hope hes cute. Muscular, but not too muscular, great eyes, strong hands, abs, original....' Buffy got lost in her thoughts as she propped herself onto her leather couch and began to pet her small dog Zoey.

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TBC....

 

Chapter 3:

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"Flora! Did you pack everything I asked you to?" Buffy asked. Her plane was taking off in an hour and she didn't want to leave anything behind.

" Yes Buffy. Now relax. Your going to have a great time." She told her while she picked up her luggage and headed for the door.

" How much money do you think I should bring? Is $1,000 enough?" Buffy asked taking out some cash and placing it in her wallet.

" More than enough. Now get going, you'll be late." Flora said rushing her out the door. Buffy sighed.

" Alright, alright. I'm gone. Bye! Miss you!" Buffy said giving her a warm hug and walking over to her dog. She picked it up and kissed her. "Miss you too Zoey. Behave while mommy's gone." Buffy joked putting her down.

" See you in a while honey." Flora said as she handed her bags to the butler and closed the door behind her.

Buffy walked down to the elevator and headed down to her limo. She really hated limos. She preferred cars, she didn't want to make a scene wherever she would go.

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The plane landed two hours later. Buffy was glad to get off of it finally. She must of signed 30 autographs for everyone on the plane. She had no idea that many people loved her. But whenever someone wanted an autograph from her, she was happy to make their day. After all, she was once one of those fans who wanted one.

A brown haired man in a suit came forward to her as she stepped on the city parking lot. She looked around at the Big Apple.Very different from home. Bustling streets, tons of traffic, crowded, but all very new and exciting to her.

" Miss Summers?" The man asked extending his hand. She raised her hand and greeted the man.

" Yes, I'm Buffy Summers. Nice to meet you." Buffy greeted him warmly. He shook his head in delightment.

" My name is Wesley Windom Price. I will show you to your hotel and give you your schedule for the week." The man said holding out a suitcase. Buffy smiled. 'Okay so right down to work then.' She thought.

" Okay Wes. Where to?" Buffy asked him openly.

" The Marriott Marquis. Here let me take your bags and show you to your limo." Wesley said as he reached for her bags. She pulled them away fastly. She rolled her eyes at the word limo.

" No its okay. I got them. Just show me the ride." Buffy said heading over to where he pointed.

Wesley had never met anyone like her. She wanted to carry her own bags! No one has ever been that nice to him ever before. He took immediate liking to her.

When they arrived at the location Buffy and Wes stepped outside and as soon as she saw the hotel she gasped. It was wonderful! She grabbed her luggage and ran inside.

" Wow! Wes this place is amazing!" Buffy breathed.

" Glad to know you like it. Come with me I'll show you your room." Wesley said as they entered the elevator. They reached the fifth floor and walked over to room 106. "Here Buffy, this is your key." Wesley said handing her the key.

" Here goes." Buffy whispered turning the key in the door. "Oh my God!" Buffy screamed running in the room. The room was amazing, filled with gift and fruit baskets. She ran over and hugged Wesley.

" Your welcome Buffy." Wesley said oddly. No one had actually hugged him before, nevertheless thanked him for doing his job.

" So what now?" Buffy asked setting her bags down.

" Oh, yes. Heres your schedule. The hotel has arranged a car for you, its parked downstairs. Only for emergencies,however. You will use the car to take you to the shoot and back.Heres the address to the shoot. You are expected to arrive there at 8:00 tomorrow morning. You will meet your other half, so to say. We will do a practice run and see how well you work with each other. Thats about it. Have fun!" Wesley explained.

" Alright, cool. Sounds easy enough. Do you know anything about this guy I'm doing the photo-shoot with?" Buffy asked biting her lower lip.

" Oh you mean Spike Johnson? Yes, he will be your on camera lover I guess you could say. I haven't met him though. He seems pretty popular." Wesley informed her.

" Okay. Well thanks for everything." Buffy said walking him to the door.

" My pleasure. Your different from every other model I worked with. Your a nice young lady. Feel free to do anything to make yourself feel at home here." Wesley said before shaking her hand once more and heading out the door.

" Hmm...anything huh?" Buffy muttered to herself as she grew a devilicous grin.

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"Here goes." Buffy whispered as she looked down the hall to see if anyone was there. No one....perfect. She shut her eyes tightly as she ran at warp speed down it. She was going really fast, and having too much excitement to see someone exit the elevator.

" Oh shit." Buffy said as she flew out her hands to protect her, since she knew what was going to happen next. She tripped on the carpet right outside the elevator and knocked into the stranger, sending his bags flying everwhere, leaving Buffy lying on her stomach in the carpet in pain and embarrasment. 'Okay, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.' Buffy thought as she rolled over to face the person.

She gasped at the site of the male. Bleached blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, heavenly high cheek bones, and what a body. His tight short sleeve shirt outlined his muscular chest, and he was dressed in black from head to toe.Your classic badboy, punk rocker type. And boy did it work for him! He was absolutely gorgeous! Plus, he looked her age, maybe a year older.

" Bloody hell!" He cursed under his breath as he looked at the mess of luggage spilt around the hall. He extended her his hand as she took it to help her up. 'Wow, he has strong hands, and is that an accent? How sexy!' She thought smiling.

" Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was er..." Buffy babbled trying to find the right word.

" Sliding?" He finished her sentence. Buffy nodded.

" Yeah, sorry." She said leaning down to help him with his luggage.

" Just watch where your bloody going!" He yelled frustrated ,startling her.

" I said I was sorry! Whats stuck up your ass?!" She yelled annoyed with his outburst and rudeness.

" Considering I just got my ass run over by you, I'm going out on a limb and saying nothing!" He yelled back. She jumped up offensively.

" What is your problem?!" Buffy yelled trying to figure out who he thought he was.

" You at the moment. Now if you would excuse me, I need to go. Don't have time to slide on my ass like *some* people." He said glancing up and down at her, emphasizing some people.

" So are you like the biggest asshole in New York?" Buffy asked hastily.

" Runner-up." The guy said sarcastically.

" Don't feel bad, I voted you first!" She said shoving past him, bumping shoulders with him, and slamming her hotel room door behind her.

'God! He was rude, obnoxious, hot, sexy- wait! No, didn't just think that!' Buffy screamed in her head as she walked over to her bed and plopped herself upon it. She better get some rest if she was going to be on time tomorrow. She couldn't wait to see her mystery guy, and get see how the camera loved them together.

Although, she was sort of nervous to find out what the shots she would be doing would be like. She'll find out soon enough. She thought as she shut her eyes.

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TBC.....

 

Chapter 4:

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Buffy opened her eyes slowly as the vibrant surroundings came into view. She had a very good dream containing of her and her annoying neighbor...unfortunately. She shook her thoughts away as she glanced at her clock. She screamed at the time.

" 7:33! Holy crap! I'm going to be late!" Buffy thought as she ran into her bathroom and hopped into her shower. The cold water woke her up, and eased her sore leg muscles that were caused in yesterdays run-in.

When she was finished with her shower, she blow-dried her hair straight and put on blue jeans and a black tank top. She did her eye make up lightly to match and decided to go with strawberry lip gloss. She examined herself in the mirror before glancing at the clock again. She had twenty minutes to get there. Better leave now she thought grabbing her keys Wesley gave her ,and heading out the door.

When she locked her door she saw the elevator closing and rushed over to it pressing the button hard three times. She couldn't wait for it to come back up. The door opened and she walked in to see a smiling man.

" Oh great! Just the thing to start my morning!" She muttered under her breath looking at the bleached blonde hottie next to her. He was just smiling at her. "What?!" She yelled frustrated with everything.

" Sorry, pet. Forgot to turn my eyeballs off. You seem fret, luv." He said cooly tilting his head waiting for her to say something. She couldn't help but smile at how adorable he looked.

" I'm going to be late if I don't hurry up." Buffy said calming down and fidgeting with her hands.

" No big, I probably will too." The gorgeous man said.

" Well good luck with that." Buffy mocked rolling her eyes at the obnoxious man. As soon as the elevator door opened Buffy rushed out and saw him running in the same direction as her.

Buffy saw a red convertable and walked over to it. The sign above read: 'Reserved for Buffy Summers'. Buffy jumped in joy at the marvelous car that was hers. She sat down and started it. She pulled out hoping she would be on time.

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"Buffy Summers?" A man asked her once she reached the correct floor level where the shoot would be taking place.

" Yes, that would be me." Buffy greeted the man. He smiled.

" Excellent! Is Everyone here? Take a seat everyone!" The man shouted around a long wooden table. Buffy took a seat next to a lady with long brown hair who was very pretty. She seemed nice.

" Hello, I'm Cordelia Chase. Your wardrobe designer. You must be Buffy. I'm a huge fan! I loved the outfit you wore on the runway of last season!" Cordelia said cheering Buffy up. This girl must know her style, Buffy thought.

" Hello. I'm so glad to meet you, I don't know anyone." Buffy admitted shyly. Cordelia just smiled politely.

" Don't worry about. You'll meet everyone in a few minutes." Cordelia said as the man started to shout again.

" Everyone take a seat, take a seat. Now where are my two leading roles?" The man said as he looked at Buffy and around the table. " Ah Buffy Summers. Nice to meet you. Now where is Spike Johnson?" The man asked looking around.

" Present." Sounded a voice just coming in. 'Oh my gosh! Thats the babe from my hotel! What is he doing here?' Buffy thought as he glanced at her.

" Nice to see you could join us Spike. Take a seat next to Buffy." The man said as Spike smirked and walked over to Buffy. He sat down in the seat next to her.

" Ello' luv. Miss me?" Spike asked, Buffy's eyes widened.

" Wait! Hold on! Your...he's...you Spike Johnson?!" She yelled as everyone turned their attention towards the two.

" Yes, hes your partner on camera, Spike Johnson. Have you met?" The man asked.

" Unfortunately." Buffy muttered under her breath, Spike was the only to hear.

" Well settle down, settle down. I am the director, Xander Harris. Basically I will tell you what looks good on camera, and instruct your moves. Basically today, were all just going to get to know everyone, and have a pre-shoot. I'll take a couple of pictures of you two together and see if you two work well and look good. Okay?" Xander asked shaking his head.

" Okay." Was all Buffy managed to say. She was still upset that he was Spike Johnson. Even though he is hot, and sexy. That bastard probably knew who I was, and just didn't tell me!

" Right. Lets get this show on the bloody road." Spike yelled out.

" Glad to know your excited, Spike. Over to your right is Miss Chase, she will be your wardrobe designer. She will get you dressed for every picture, and see how well you match together. On your left is Anya Jenkins, she will be deciding where the shots will be taken and how close you two will be. And Andrew is just the refreshment guy." Xander informed them. They both nodded at all the people.

'Oh great Buffy! You will be close to Spike! Too close! Have him on you when you two hate each other!' Buffy mentally slapped herself.

" So what kind of shots are we doing today?" Spike asked spinning in his chair. 'So immature.' Buffy thought.

" Oh yes. Anya will you tell them please? I need to go set up. But, since this is only a practice you won't need to go through wardrobe or anything." Xander siad before walking off to the crew of camera men.

" Yes. Umm..today I thought we could try a simple shot. Buffy, you will be against a wall, and Spike will be upon you. So it causes an erotic illusion of you two. The camera will be set on an angle, so it will capture in between your faces. Ready?" The spunky blonde asked.

" Thats a simple shot?" Buffy asked accidentally out loud. If that was simple, she feared what was hard.

" The simplest. Come on." Anya re-assured her as they stood up. Cordelia called them over.

" Uh...Spike, take off your shirt. Buffy your fine." Cordelia said as Spike nodded like it was no big thing, and removed his shirt.

Buffys mouth dropped open at the site. His chest and abs were muscular and she couldn't take her eyes off of him. She pried them away as he approached her.

" Don't blow this ,Summers." Spike retorted as they walked off to where Anya had mentioned earlier, against the wall.' Man was he rude!' Anya and Xander walked up to them.

" Okay uh..Buffy lean against the wall and...Spike step up closer." Xander said in unison with Anya.

"Little closer, and put your hands on either side of her head, trapping her." Anya advised as he did.

Spike stepped up closer on Buffy, until she could feel his breath tickle her skin, and send shivers down her spine. His eyes locked with hers as his face became closer, but never touching. He slid his arms up the wall trapping her between them. Moving his body slowly on hers, she shifted up so they were touching.

" Perfect." Xander whispered before walking over to his director chair with the camera crew.

" Yeah, perfect." Buffy said as she stared into his eyes as he lowered his head to meet hers.

They could feel each others heat rising, and could hear camera shots being made. But all the time their eyes never left each others. A few more shots were being made as they heard a voice yell.

" There all done! Wonderful!" Xander yelled coming up to them. Spike lifted his body off of hers as she shut her eyes tightly, reinforcing all of what just happened.

" So we did bloody good? Look good together?" Spike asked softly to the director.

" You two are more than good together! Look at these shots! It's like a match made in heaven!" Xander shouted handing both of them some pictures.

" Wow." Buffy breathed as she looked at them. 'They really did look well together.'

" Alright, so we'll do this for real tomorrow. I advise both of you to get some rest. Tomorrow will be a long day, and you have to rise up bright and early." Xander said slapping his hand on the back of Spike's shoulder.

" How early we talking?" Buffy asked weary.

" What afraid to get a little sunshine Summers?" Spike smirked sarcastically.

" You know Spike I'm not afraid to do a lot of things. Like kick you a-" Buffy began verbally but Xander cut in.

" Okay you two, get along now. Can't have anything ruining the passion here." Xander joked, causing Buffy and Spike to make hurling sounds.

" Passion?! Ha! Its called revoltion!" Buffy mocked in disgust.

" Wow! Barbie knows some big words." Spike spat rolling his eyes.

" Yeah, and I've got some more big words for you." Buffy said crossing her arms below her chest.

" Thats enough. Calm down!" Xander warned and they obliged. They both didn't want to be fired on their first day shooting. "Now, like I was saying. We'll meet tomorrow at 5 in the morning. Any questions?" Xander asked glancing at both of them.

They both shook their head 'no'.

" Good. See you then." Xander said before walking away.

" Listen pet. I don't want to get fired on my first real shoot, so shut your gob and everything will be fine." Spike warned . Buffy couldn't believe this arrogant fool.

" What you think I want to be fired?!" Buffy screamed.

" I'm not sure what you want, nevertheless do I care." Spike smirked angrily.

" Whatever! Lets just ignore each other and do the shoots. Then there won't be a problem, unless you want one." Buffy said defensively.

" And what would that problem be ,luv?" Spike asked hastily.

" Believe me when I say I am." Buffy said lifting her eyes coldly.

" Believe me when I say you already are." Spike said letting out a few grins.

" I can make your life hell." Buffy warned.

" Like you aren't already?!" Spike mocked sarcastically.

" We'll see." Buffy said walking away cooly.

" Yes we will." Spike shouted after her. 'God is she gorgeous...wait no! I hate her shes so... rude, sarcastic, lovely, sexy.. no I didn't just think that!' Spike said walking away shaking his head.

'He is the most arrogant, self centered, ego-tistical, hottest, warmest... no! Didn't think that!' Buffy shouted to herself exiting the building.

'Better get some sleep...tomorrow will be one heck of a day. The first real photo-shoot. I wonder what we'll have to do? I wonder what I'm wearing. I wonder what he's wearing..if he is wearing anything....wait eck! No! NO!' Buffy screamed shaking her head.

'All I know is, it will be a day she remembers'. Spike thought entering his car.

'All I know is, it will be a day he remembres.' Buffy thought entering her car.

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Chapter 5:

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Buffy was sure she got to the Spa and pool place early. She wanted to get dressed and made sure she looked good in her bathing suit. She also made sure what the hell she was doing there, and what the shots will be like. Plus, some little voice in the back of her mind wanted to talk to Spike and apologize for last night. Okay, all of her mind wanted to apologize and talk to him. Why couldn't she get him out of her mind since their fight?! She was so lost in her thoughts when she entered the place she didn't realize she knocked some poor guy down.

" Oh gosh! I'm so sorry! Let me help you up!" Buffy said as she extended her hand to the skinny, spiked hair blonde kid. "Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?" Buffy asked remembering his face.

"It was my fault, really. I'm Andrew." The little man said taking her hand and standing up, smiling a lot.

" Umm...doesn't ring a bell." Buffy said giving him a sympathetic look.

" The refreshment guy. Xander introduced us the other day." Andrew said beaming.

" Oh, I remember. Nice to meet you....again." Buffy said .

" Same here. You know, I'm a really big fan of yours. I have all of your interviews on video tape and I love watching your shows, and I have some pictures you took in last seasons 'Vogue.' I'm quite a collector of your work, almost as big as Star Wars." Andrew said sliding his hands in his pockets.

" Thanks. Its nice to know your a fan. I have to go or I'll be late. I'll see you around Andrew." Buffy said, almost getting away.

" Oh, yeah. Sure, no problem. Wouldn't want to hold you up. Must say, I love the work your doing now the most. This whole thing. I love you and Spike together, you two heat up the room, past room temperture, if you know what I'm saying. You are the perfect couple!" Andrew yelled after her, making her stop in her tracks.

" What?! Oh, well I'm flattered, really. But, Spike and I aren't a couple! Were not together." Buffy said turning to face him again.

" Oh, well I still think you look good together. Have to go now, Xander needs fresh coffee. Bye!" Andrew shouted running off and knocking into someone else.

"Weird kid...." Buffy mumbled to herself as she ran to the back room where the shoot would be taking place.

She entered quickly and started searching for Spike, but no luck. She sighed a few minutes later, and walked off to Xander to see if he knew where he was.

" Hey Xan, did you see Spike here yet?" Buffy asked him walking around the huge, in -ground pool.

" No I haven't. I'm telling you, if Captain Peroxide doesn't get here soon hes going to ruin the whole schedule for today." Xander said nervously searching the crowd for him.

" I'm sure he'll turn up soon. If you see him, can you tell him I need to talk to him please?" Buffy asked him.

" Yeah sure. He's got two minutes to get his butt down here or I'm sending someone to get him!" Xander said as Buffy grew an idea.

" I'll get him! I mean, I think I left something in my room and since were in the same hotel...then I could bring him down here." Buffy said making an excuse and lying.

" Well...sure. Thanks Buff. You have 40 mintues to get back here." Xander said as he walked off. He was starting to grow a good friendship with her.

'Yes! Go Buffy, Go Buffy!' Buffy said swirling around-dancing until she remembered what she had to do.' Right, get Spike first, dance later.' Buffys mind told her as she rushed out of the building.

She dove into the limo as it drove away fastly. When they arrived at the hotel she thanked the driver and told him to wait for a while. She walked in the elevator and stepped out into their hallway as she spotted his room.

'Here goes.' Buffy said knocking on the door a couple of times. No one answered. She tried the handle and noticed the door was unlocked. 'He left his door unlocked! Thats so like..Spike!' She thought as she pondered whether or not to walk in or not. 'Hell, if he leaves his door open then why shouldn't I? Besides, I need to get him to work....' Buffy thought as she breathed heavily and popped her head into his room.

"Hello? Spike? Are you here?" Buffy whispered looking around his nicely furnished place. Very different from hers. His had black leather couches, and pretty much everything was black. He must have requested it that way. She didn't spot him, so she decided to walk in completely. Besides, he probably wasn't home anyway.

She turned the corner in his living room into another room....his bedroom! He wasn't there. She was about to leave when she heard someone from the other room heading towards her.

'Oh shit!' Buffy thought as she jumped in his closet, peering out the cracks to see who it was. A figure entered the room. Buffy turned her head more to see who it was....it was Spike!

'What do I do?! I can't come out, then he'll know I was hiding in his closet, too many questions, and too embarassing! Okay, I'll just....wait in here until he goes away. Yeah.' Buffy thought, her palms getting sweaty. Suddenly, she heard Spike talking.

" Bloody hell! Its 8:30. Oh well, I'll make the wanker and bint wait. Then again, she'll get angrier at me. Wait why do I bloody care what she thinks?! No, let her wait." Spike said, obviously thinking out loud.

'He...he can't just not care what I think! Why do I care what he thinks?! Why does that bother me? That son of a-' Buffy sneered in her head. But suddenly her thoughts got interrupted by Spike.

He removed his shirt and was heading towards the closet to get a new one! 'Hes coming this way! Ah!!' Buffy screamed trying to move but there was no room. He lifted his hand to the sliding door and slid it carefully to reveal a woman clenching her teeth and shutting her eyes tightly.

"Ah!" Spike yelled startled picking up the woman, not seeing who it was, and throwing her on his bed, with his arms grasping hers above her head. Her eyes flew open in shock and embarassment. Spike then realized who it was.

"Summers?! What the bloody hell are you doing here?! In my hotel room, in my bedroom....in my closet! Were you watching me?!" Spike shouted in disbelief and confusion.

" Spike, hey...you! By the way, your doors unlocked." Buffy said changing the topic on hand, so she would avoid any questions.

"Oh yeah, I left it open so pretty, annoying blondes could sneak in my room, and go through my things, scare the daylights out of me, and end up on my bed." Spike said sarcastically.

" Well...I uh- see, theres a good reason for all of this. Your going to laugh really. You see I was....wait.... Pretty?" Buffy asked softening her tone. Spike smiled.

" Caught that, huh?" Spike said as they smiled at eachother for a few minutes. " So, what are you doing?" Spike asked.

" I would tell you, but your cutting off my circulation and....ow." Buffy said looking at his hands, which were still clasped to hers tightly. Spike removed his hands immediately and his eyes grew gentle.

" Sorry about that. Didn't know you were...you." Spike said standing up on the floor, and pulling her up, to his bare chest, on him close. "Then again, I would of probably still done it." Spike said smirking. Buffy smiled softly and began to rub her wrists.

" Well your strong, I'll give you that." Buffy said still soothing her wrists. Spike looked down at them, took her hands in his and brought them up to his face and kissed them gently.

" Sorry,luv. I would of done it gentler, if I knew you didn't like it rough." Spike smirked. They stood there smiling at eachother for minutes. Spike waited for her to say something, but not a word came. He waited for her to move, but she just stood there, looking in his eyes.

"So whats your excuse?" Spike whispered breaking ths silence, and making small talk.

" What?" Buffy whispered shaking her head in confusion.

" Are you playing hooky too, pet?" Spike asked as a lightbulb went off in Buffy's head.

" Oh no. Uh... I went to work, but you weren't there. So Xander sent someone to come get you...." Buffy said remembering what she came here for.

" And the whelp forced you to." Spike said.

" Yeah, er...no. I kind of.....volunteered." Buffy said dropping her eyes to the floor in embarassment, waiting for his questions, or stupid remark.

" Why? To punch me in the nose again? Or to criticize me like last night?" Spike asked, causing Buffy to turn around away from his face.

" No.I actually wanted to talk to you and apologize for that." Buffy said crossing her arms over her chest. Spike grabbed her shoulders and turned her around to him again.

" Is that right?" He asked confused. Buffy shook her head 'yes.'

" Kind of realized you didn't deserve it. It took some serious best friend talk though." Buffy joked.

" You talked about me?" Spike asked flattered.

" Caught that, huh?" Buffy said as he leaned down further to her. All she wanted right then was to kiss him...'Wait! Not kiss, didn't think that!' Buffy thought.

" We should go then." Spike said matter- of -factly.

"Definetely." Buffy repeated after him. Neither of the two moved. They just seemed to be getting closer. Just then, they both jumped back, realizing what was going to happen.

"I-you-we... didn't, weren't going to... we should go!" Spike shouted knocking back into his dressor. Buffy smacked her head.

" Definetely! Going! I'll be waiting in the limo!" Buffy said covering her eyes and rushing out of his room. She ran straight down the stairs, and didn't take the elevator. She ran all the way into the limo.

'Oh God! Oh no,no!Didn't, I mean, we, I, him, we weren't going to...kiss!! Okay, okay, we maybe would of...is that a bad thing? His lips on mine, in a passionate sense? ...Of course it is! Ew! No! Can't happen again! Won't happen again. Wait Buffy! Don't sweat it. Nothing happened, it didn't happen. Calm down. Why did I want it to happen?! I wanted to kiss him so bad!' Buffy screamed in her head, as she began to breathe rapidly.

A few minutes later, Spike entered the limo.With a shirt and everything. All ready to go. Buffy slid over so they wouldn't have to talk much...about what DIDN'T happen.

'Oh man, Spike. I really done it now. I almost kissed her. Buffy! The girl I hate! The girl I despise, the girl thats annoying, sarcastic, bitchy, the girl I couldn't get out of my head since you met her! She was in my room! My bedroom! I should of just kissed her, God I wanted to so bad! I should of just took her! God she makes me crazy! One minute I want to strangle her, the next I want to..to..kiss her senseless! Get a grip, nothing happened. Calm down.' Spike thought as the limo began to drive off.

" So are we late, luv?" Spike asked trying to calm both of them down from earlier. Buffy snapped her head over to him and got choked up.

" No we still got some time left." Buffy managed to say, while fidgeting with her hands.

" Good. Uh... did you ever do a photo shoot in a pool before?" He asked hoping he would get more out of her. She turned to him again.

" No I haven't! Geez! Whats with the third degree, pal?!" Buffy yelled as Spike moved away from her, scared she was going crazy. She would rather hate him then be awkward around him.

" Have you flipped your bloody bird?!" Spike yelled back at her.

" What is with these metaphors?! You English......people! A bird? I don't own a bird!" Buffy screamed, apparently loosing it from all the stress of the two.

" Its just an expression! Buffy are you alright?" Spike asked toning down.

" Fine, I'm fine. Sorry, just a little..." Buffy began.

" Crazy?!" Spike asked. Buffy shot him a look. The limo stopped, they had arrived at the location.

" Lets just...get this over with." Buffy said as he got out of the limo. She ran inside faster than anything, leaving Spike in confusion and awe behind her, wondering what he had done wrong.

"Oh, this will be bloody fun!" Spike said angrily to himself as he slammed through the door to the S&P.

" Oh this will be fun!" Buffy said to herself as she walked into the back room to do the shoot.

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Chapter 6:

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" Cordy, I don't know about this bathing suit." Buffy said looking into the mirror of her dressing room. Cordelia had got her to wear a light green, two piece, bathing suit. Her stomache was fully showing, and was a little shy to wear that in front of hundred of crew members, not to mention a certain blonde guy.

" Buffy! You look fabulous! It brings out your eyes and highlighted hair. Trust me!" Cordy re-assured her. Buffy was still unsure.

" I don't know.." Buffy said turning in the mirror to look at herself.

" If you won't believe me, then we'll get someone else's opinion." Cordelia said leading her out of the dressing room infront of everyone. Spike was leaning against a railing for the pool, and spun around to see Buffy.

His mind went blank as he gazed at her beautiful body in the suit.'Damn! She's gorgeous! Look at her, shes the most beautiful woman in the world! No, Spike, chill out. Shes just a stupid chit. A very, very hot stupid chit in a skimpy bathing suit.....no! Shes Buffy! Buffy with her stupid attitude, and annoying, snotty remarks! Buffy with her California smile and tan, with her light frame, and her golden green eyes, and her long, wavy blonde hair that could.....wait! Uh..Buffy equals bad!' Spike thought as she was coming up to him with Cordelia. 'Why did Buffy seem upset?'

"Hello Spike." Cordelia said as her and Buffy approached him.

"Ello' ladies. Buffy you ready?" Spike said calming his nerves. She just focused her gaze on the pool, and away from him. Why did that seem to get him mad?

Buffy heard him ask her if she was ready. 'Am I ready? I'm ready for you to kiss me, take me...wait no! I'm ready for him to get the hell away from me! That jackass! I hate him, hes evil and naughty...okay where did that come from Buffy?!' Her mind squirmed at the thought. 'Don't look at him, don't talk to him. Wow, he looks sexy in his dark blue swim trunks. They really brought out his penatrating blue eyes I could stare at until the world came crashing down. His chest was completely exposed, his rock hard abs. He was Spike! Annoying, self centered, cocky Spike! With his English accent, and his bleached blonde hair that I could run my fingers through while-Ew! No! Spike equals bad!' Buffy thought.

"Hello! Earth to Buffy!" Cordelia shouted, snapping Buffy out of her gaze on the water. She quickly looked at Spike who was smirking at her, but it seemed he was woried about her.

" Yes Cordy?" Buffy asked completely ignoring the bleached man, smiling at her.

" Spike, we need a second opinion.Buffy doesn't think she looks good in this suit I picked out. What do you think?" Cordelia said as Buffy's mouth dropped open.

"Cordelia!" Buffy shouted in embarrassment. Cordy just shrugged and acted innocent.

'What do I say? She looks wonderful, gorgeous, beautiful, sexy, hot....' Spike thought but decided to go with : "She looks good." Spike said in a deep tone.

'Good?! Good?! What the hell! I look more than good.... or maybe I don't! He is so rude! At least lie to me and make me feel okay about myself! I cant believe he thinks I'm just good looking, what do I care? That asshole!' Buffy thought to herself, giving him a death stare.

" Well, if I cared what you think, which I don't, I would say thank you." Buffy said sneering.

"Your welcome, luv." Spike said smiling.

" I said *if* I cared." Buffy retorted.

" Well Spike, you look wonderful." Cordelia said, flashing him one of her cheesy smiles. Buffy rolled her eyes. Cordelia nudged Buffy in the ribs to encourage her to say something.

" Er....yeah....you look..." Buffy stumbled for the right word-sexy, hot,luscious,amazing... but settled on: "good." Buffy said immitating him. 'Ha! Take that you bleached jerk off!'

" Oh you know you want me, pet.." Spike joked, but Buffy took it not in the joking matter.

" Hardly!" Buffy said, realizing what came out of her mouth.

" But still some." Spike said staring her down with his blue eyes. Buffy stepped hardly on his foot, causing him to bend down in pain, and when he did she pushed him back into the water- his body hit the water hard.

" Spike!" Cordelia shouted as Anya and Xander rushed over.

" Buffy! Are you out of your mind?!" Cordelia said as she looked at Spike, now emerging to the surface.

" Why did you do that?!" Anya shouted in shock. Xander just stared blankly, holding back his laughs.

" Thats okay, pet. The waters fine! Infact, why don't you join me?!" Spike said leaning up and grabbing her foot, harder then intended, and sending her flying into the water.

"Spike!" Anya and Xander screamed.

" You both are crazy!" Cordelia shouted walking back into the other room.

Buffy appeared out of the water, coughing. She opened her eyes to see Spike grinning at her. 'Oh thats it, this guys going down!' Buffy thought as he moved towards her.

" What did you do that for?!" Buffy said wiping her wet hair back as her movement strained him.

" It was bloody fun!" Spike said as he began to smirk at her.

She splashed him with water. And he splashed her back.

"Hey!" She said as she dove onto him, sending them both under water.

" Oh well this is just dandy! I'm working with immature children!" Xander shouted throwing his hands up at the site of their immaturaty.

Spike came up from the water, grabbing Buffy's arms and lifting her up in the air. 'Damn he is strong!' She thought as he pulled her close to his face.He threw her across into the water.

" Thats it! Your done!" Buffy said coming up to him dangerously.

" Okay children! Since you managed to soak the set, and not to mention each other, lets say you get out and we get down to business. Tara will have to do your make up over." Xander said trailing off.

" Right, business now, pleasure later." Spike said seductively, making a shiver send down her spine. It didn't go un- noticed, as Spike grew a grin.

"Darn, and I was just about to pumble your ass, oh well, time for that later." Buffy said sarcastically moving toward the laddar.

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Tara MaClay was the make up artist on set. She was a nice girl. Tara managed to fix Buffy's hair up, and touch up her eye and lip gloss before the time to do the shoot. Tara gelled back Spike's hair from their little splash encounter. They were all ready to take the pictures...finally.

"Okay. Everybody ready? Yes? Yes! Good, come on. Anya-" Xander began but Anya memerized the tune.

" Help them set up in the water. Got it Harris. Come with me you two." Anya said as Buffy and Spike settled in the water.

" Now how do you want me?" Spike asked Anya jokingly, but was playfully directing his attention to Buffy.

'I could think a million different ways where I want him.' Buffy thought and let a soft smile escape her features.

"The first shot will be...Spike lean against the side of the pool, and Buffy come up to him and place your hands on his chest. Yeah that looks good. Buffy, tilt your head a little. And...perfect! Hold that!" Anya said as she ran out of the camera's way.

Buffy came up to Spike slowly, sinking in the water. She lifted her shakey hands onto Spike's hard, warm chest. She felt her knees weaken at his touch, good thing she was under water, or he might have to catch her. 'Which wouldn't be such a bad thing.' Buffy thought to herself as she met his gaze. Buffy quickly realized she was staring too much, and pulled her eyes away from him, making him groan.

Suddenly, she could feel an arm wrap around her waist tenderly. Spike pulled her in more to him, so she wouldn't able to refuse on looking anywhere else but him. She couldn't wait to see these shots. They would look perfect against the tropical plant atmosphere the crew set up around the pool.

The water was so cold and Buffy could feel her arms shiver from it. Spike noticed this and began to rub her arms under the water, causing Buffy to return the favor to him, and wrapped her arms around his back, against the pool. She ran her cool fingers up and down his warm skin, and wished it was on her.

'On me?! No, no, I was thinking away from me. Yeah, away from me.' Buffy thought as she leaned her head in more to his, angling it a few inches away from his lips. 'Okay Buffy, stop breathing so hard! Your just in a pool with a guy. A very, very hot guy with his arms around you and rubbing against you, and inches away from you. Get a grip!' Buffy screamed at herself.

As Buffy's thoughts grew wilder, her hands began to roam more of his back. 'Okay Spike, hold it in. Get a grip, calm down. Stop breathing so hard. Its just Buffy, your co-star. A chit in a pool, whos hands are on you, who is so gentle and gorgeous, who's touch makes me go wild. Get a grip!' Spike screamed at himself as his hands roamed more of her arm.

The cameras were going crazy, more and more shots being heard. And all for a split second Buffy thought this was going to be okay. 'Maybe he isn't so bad after all.' Then came his big mouth.

" Feel that, pet?" He whispered in her ear as he pushed more of his body onto her. She resisted the urge to say 'yes' and pushed him away from her hard. She jumped on his shoulders, pushing him down into the water, and not getting up off of him so he could breathe.'He was worse!'

"BUFFY LET GO OF HIM!!" Xander yelled with a few of the crew members, Anya, and Cordelia. But Buffy didn't have her fun yet, besides, he could hold his breath for longer than this.

"Buffy let Spike up! Are you out of your mind?!" Cordelia shouted shocked to see her behavior.

"Thats it! If you don't let him up in 3 seconds were sending in someone to get him!" Xander shouted but Buffy didn't budge. It had only been like 10 seconds under water for crying out loud.

Xander ran to the edge of the pool and looked around for someone to go in. He turned around and saw Andrew carrying some donuts and knocked them out of his hand, and threw him in the pool.

"Ahh!! I can't swim!!" Andrew yelled startled from what just happened. He was just carrying donuts to the refreshment table and now was being thrown in a pool, as his arms and legs flew out in the air, as he hit the water.

Buffy sighed and decided to let Spike up. She released her hands as he jolted upward breathing rapidly.

"Bloody hell! Are you out of your bleeding mind woman?!!" Spike yelled once he regained from the struggle. Buffy just smiled innocently.

" Whats the matter? Didn't you feel that?" Buffy said imitating his words before. He just grew an angry expression.

" Oh your going to feel something..." Spike said making his way towards her dangerously.

" Oh no big bad Spike! Everybody run he might force you to like listen to his music!." Buffy said rolling her eyes at him. He picked her up, and threw her over to someone in the water.

"Andrew!" Buffy said as she helped him get out of the pool. "I'm so sorry. Spike can be a real nutcase sometimes." She said as she too, got out of the pool.

" Me?! Did you just miss your little phsyco drowning show two minutes ago?!"Spike said as he hopped out of the pool himself.

" At least you'll never get bored of my personality. Unexpected." Buffy said walking away from him.

" I should say not! Your up, down, here and there! Your like a one woman circus!" Spike shouted after her.

" Asshole." She muttered under her breath.

" Buffy! What was that?! You just can't go balistic on your co-worker just like that!" Xander said approaching her.

" Sorry Xander. I don't know what got into me." Buffy lied. She knew exactly what got into her...him!

" Well lets just hope it doesn't get into you again! You two need to get along!" Xander screamed.

" I'm trying. But its been my experience he can't." Buffy said as Spike came up to Xander.

" Can't and won't are two different things." Spike said.

" Well you better find someway to get along before Monday! We managed to just get the shots we needed today, but this can't happen again! Your and our jobs are at stake with this." Xander reminded them.

" I know, I'm really sorry." Buffy said but Spike just snorted in the background. "He's sorry too." Buffy said taking a dangerous glance towards him.

" Its fine, as long as it doesn't happen again! Talk to Anya now." Xander said trailing off.

'Great in two days I managed to kick Spike's ass, like him, fantasize about him, potentially drown him, and get two warnings from my boss. This day can't get any worse.' Buffy thought as she ran over to Anya.

" Oh right. That was quite a show you two. Anyway, here are your paychecks for the week. Starting Monday were getting down to business, longer hours, more intimate shots, and you will be getting paid more of course." Anya said handing them each a white envelope. Buffy's mouth dropped open.

" When you say more intimate...." Buffy questioned. 'Okay it just got worse.'

" You know kissing and touching, on more romantic and basic scenery. Like beds, and rugs! You will just die!" Anya said in a 'duh' kind of tone. Buffy grew a worried look.

"I think I will." Buffy said as Anya walked off. She quickly turned around to Spike.

" I know how we can get along." Buffy said forcing a fake smile.

" How?" Spike asked not buying her angelic look.

" You stay the hell away from me, and I won't have to kill you." Buffy said pushing past him.

" I don't understand your attitude Summers!" Spike yelled after her.

" What don't you understand? I hate you, you hate me, ergo attitude." Buffy screamed at him but still walked out the door, never turning to face him.

Spike sighed deeply and turned around to get dressed and go back to the hotel room to rest and get away from a highlighted pain in the ass.

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Buffy got home twenty minutes later. She decided to change in some comfy clothing so she could relax and watch t.v. Something she hasn't gotten to do in a while. Infact, ever since she met Spike. Coincidence? I think not. She walked over to her closet and picked out the perfect outfit.

She changed into the pink fashionable sweat pants that read 'Baby Girl' on the back in white lettering. She threw on a white tank top and put her hair up in a low ponytail. 'Screw beauty queen looks for now...theres a comfy couch, room service, and a big screen t.v. calling my name.' Buffy thought walking into the living room and plopping down to the couch.

She leaned over and picked up the phone. "Hello. This is Buffy Summers....yes I am enjoying my stay at the hotel. Uh...can you send up some... Ceasar Salad with dressing and chicken. And some...chocolate cake. That would be great. Thanks." Buffy said hanging up the phone.

She clicked on VH1 and saw Spike's face. She began to laugh hysterically at the site. He was with his band and were playing a music video of theirs.

"Well, they are pretty good." Buffy said out loud to herself noticing their talent. Well okay....noticing Spike's talent. He could really sing, and was a major babe.' Now I get the whole obsession thing.' Buffy cringed at the thought of anyone obsessing over Spike. But then again, it isn't that crazy...

Judging by their looks...they were definetely a punk rock badboy band capturing the hearts of millions of teenage girls across the country. She laughed and was snapped back by hearing someones voice.

" I hated this video. Riley was a little loose on the guitar, and Jonathan should of upped the beat a little. And don't get me started on Parker." Spike said shaking his head in her doorway.

" This is something called trespassing, entering without permission. Look it up. It should be right between highjacking a car and stealing money from a blind man. So get out." Buffy said sarcastically as he strided over to her.

" I'm not up to that chapter yet,luv. I'm still on attempted murder by drowning your co- stars." Spike said moving over to her, still sitting on the couch.

" I said get out. Are you deaf or just stupid?" Buffy said moving her focus to him.

" You know, if you want to see us real, then you should come to our gig tomorrow night." Spike said ignoring her comment. Buffy moved her legs from off the couch for him to sit down, which he did.

" So wheres this far-out gig at?" Buffy asked semi-interested.

" Some bloody club downtown. Electric, I believe. So what d'ya say Goldilocks?" Spike asked as she pondered the idea.

" Alright, I'll check it out. Not for you though, just to dance and such." Buffy said looking over at him smirking.

" Of course." Spike said shaking his head,not believing her. Just then the doorbell rang and Buffy looked over to Spike.

" Well? Aren't you going to get that?" Buffy asked sweetly. He rolled his eyes.

" Fine." He said getting up and opening the door. He took the cart of food that she ordered in and paid the man with a tip.

" Oh Mr. Johnson, I didn't know you and Miss Summers were.." The man said as Spike handed him the money. Spike grinned and had an idea.

" Oh well we like our privacy." Spike said causing Buffy to jump up from the couch.

" WHAT?! Were...were not-" Buffy began. Spike walked over to her and wrapped an arm around her waist.

" Oh don't be modest, luv." Spike said as Buffy pushed him off of her.

" Oh, I see. Well enjoy your food." The man said walking off.

" We will. Thanks." Spike said as he turned to Buffy. She pushed him playfully on the arm and smiled along with him.

" You jerk!" She said.

" Bint." Spike replied.

" Ass."

" Slut."

" Jackass."

Spike decided to let her win. He just smiled with her for a moment.

" So what ya' got here?" Spike asked glancing at the cart of food.

" Salad, and cake." Buffy said opening the lids so he could take a gander.

" Yum'. Well, I guess I'll see you later, lamb." Spike said walking towards the door. But Buffy grabbed his arm and turned him around.

" Stay." Buffy's voice was calm and her eyes were begging. Spike nodded and took off his duster. "Here, your cake guy." Buffy said handing him the chocolate cake. He smiled at her as they sat back down on the couch, this time they each sat next to each other, heads next to each other, and feet on the other end.

" Whats on, luv?" Spike asked looking straight ahead at the television.

" You." She replied as a voice told of the bands accomplishments.

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An hour later, they both managed to fall asleep entangled in each other. They slept until the morning. A voice woke both of the very snuggly blondes up.

" Buffy?! Spike?!" A voice sounded as both of them flittered their eyes open to realize who it was, and what had happened.

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TBC...........
 

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