Title: New Adventure
Author: Spike's Sweety
Email: cute_cherub@angelfire.com
Disclaimer: The characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer aren't mine. If they were, Riley would have died along time ago.

"Who's there?" said Buffy as she woke up.

"Don't worry Slayer, it's only me," responded Spike.

"SPIKE!!" shouted Buffy.

"What? Are you naked? Sheesh Buff, do you ever put PJs on?"

"Turn around!"

"Whatever, like I care," said Spike. In truth, he did care. He would have liked it very much to see Buffy in the nude.

"Okay. What exactly do you want?" questioned Buffy.

"Let's go for a walk."

"Why? Did you see something?"

"No, but we're going for a walk."

"Okay..." Buffy looked at Spike suspiciously, but he gave her a reassuring look. She was kinda freaked out by his sudden niceness, but she believed he would hurt her.

"This is nice," thought Buffy. "But why is Spike doing this?" He looked at her again. Buffy thought he kinda looked cute for a moment there, but Spike? How could she go out with Spike? I mean, it's Spike. He looked at her again. Did he even like her? No, he couldn't. It wasn't possible.

"Hey," Spike said suddenly.

"What, what what?" Spike surprised Buffy and she thought, "Man, I sound stupid!"

"You okay Slayer?"

"Uh, yeah. Spike, what exactly are we doing?"

"I don't really know. Come inside." Buffy hadn't realized that they were at Spike's crypt.

"Okay." They walked inside. "Spike, why are there empty bottles of wine all over?"

"Never mind that. Wanna open a full one?"

"Ohmygod!" thought Buffy. "This can't be happening! Spike can't like me!"

"Well?"

"Uh, yeah, sure."

"You're strange Slayer." Spike and Buffy sat and talked about things for a while. Suddenly, Spike leaned in a little closer.

"This isn't happening," thought Buffy. But it was. It did. Spike leaned in closer and kissed her. Buffy let it happen. She even helped it! She always had a slight crush on Spike. Who can resist his looks, accent, and attitude? She touched his head and they lied down on the cold crypt floor.

"Spike!" Buffy shouted.

"What? What I do wrong?"

"You touched my ass!"

"So?"

"Spike!"

"Sorry," apologized Spike. Suddenly, Buffy realized something. She was making out with Spike. What were people gonna say? She had to tell Willow right away.

"I'll catch you later Spike," said Buffy as she ran out the door.

"What?? DAMN! I knew I needed to take more Altoids!"

"You did WHAT???" screamed Willow. "What? What? I can't believe this!"

"What?" Anya chimed in.

"Nothing!" shouted Buffy.

"What is going on?" yelled Giles as he walked into the back room of the Magic Shop.

"Buffy made..."

"A really neat piece of pottery!" Buffy interrupted Willow.

"Hey Spike," said Xander.

"Hey all," said Spike. He looked at Buffy.

"You two made out, didn't you!?" screamed Anya, finally having put the pieces together.

"So?" responded Spike.

"Aaaauuuuoooooiiiiiii," whined Buffy. She looked around. Giles looked like he was gonna faint, Anya was cracking up, Xander looked kinda sick, and Angel looked...

"Angel?" Buffy said in a surprised voice.

"Hey. Has anyone come by looking for me?" asked Angel.

"No, why would someone?"

"I had a friend do a favor for my and I said to come here accidentally."

"Why'd ya do that?" asked Spike.

"I told you, it was an accident."

"Sure, so you could conveniently come down here."

"Shut up William."

"It's Spike."

"Okay people. You're friend hasn't shown up, so I guess you could stick around," suggested Buffy.

"What? And get involved? I'll pass. Call me at this number," he hands Buffy a slip of paper. "It's our hotel."

"OUR hotel?" asks Anya.

"I came up with Wesley, Gunn, and Cordy. She's really looking forward to this."

"What is this?" Anya asked.

"Later," says Angel as he leaves.

"I hate surprises," mentions Anya. "Oh well now back to last night... What happened?????"

"I'm leaving," said Buffy.

"Not until we get an explanation," said Willow as she blocked the door.

"Come on you guys! Leave me alone!"

"Aaaaahh, come on love, you don't have to hide it," said Spike in a smooth voice.

"Spike, you're not helping!"

"Is Angel here?" said a familiar Irish voice.

"NO!" screamed everyone.

"Sorry. Do you know where he is?"

"Yeah. Do I know you? I have the strangest feeling of deijavoo," said Buffy.

"I don't think so..."

"Okay, I'll call Angel. Whom shall I say has arrived?"

"Oh, um, tell him it's me."

"And who are you?"

"Oh, my name's Doyle."