Title: No Act
Author: SpiderQueen
Email: spiderqueen@ivebeenframed.com
Rating: PG
Classfication: Willow/Spike
Spoilers: Implied 4th season...Spoilers up to The Initiative
Distribution: Just ask me first. I'd love to know where it's going. Don't even ask me...just tell me..."Hey, I'm putting your story on my site."
Disclaimer: I don't own Willow, Spike, or anyone else used in this story. They belong to Joss. I never owned them and I never will own them. I am simply borrowing them for a moment so I can have my fun. I'll give them back as soon as I finish and I'm not making any sort of crazy profit on this story...just for fun. Oh, Todd is my creation...he's just some poor sap that I made up for the devious purposes.
Feedback: Yes! I love feedback. Any kind at all. Gimme, gimme.

Buffy turned her eyes momentarily away from the dancing couple of Willow and Spike to see a young man shove his way out of the party and through the front door. She guessed from the scene just moments before, that the furious guy in question was Todd, the Willow-obsessed co-ed. *Well, at least Spike got him to back off.* The Slayer mused as she turned her attentions back to her friend and the vampire escort.

"Hey." Buffy nearly jumped out of her shoes at the voice beside her. Riley had appeared bearing two glasses filled with punch. "I think it's spiked, so I wouldn't drink too much." He said, handing Buffy a cup.

"Thanks."

"So, who were you so intently watching? Am I being replaced already?" Riley kidded, looking at the couples on the dance floor.

Buffy smiled. "I just got you. I don't think I wanna replace you just yet." Nodding in Willow and Spike's direction, she continued, "I'm watching Will and her--uh, date."

Riley followed her gaze, spotting the red head and blond. "Boyfriend?"

Buffy nearly chocked on her punch. "No. Well, I mean, um?I'm not exactly clear on the relationship thing they have. I think they like each other."

"Are you playing matchmaker?" Riley laughed.

"Of course not. Why would I-- Ok, so maybe just a little. I'm sick and tired of watching those two make moo-moo eyes behind each other's backs."

Todd was furious as he pushed his way out the door. "That little bitch." He mumbled under his breath. "She belonged to me. We were going out. So, we never officially said it, but we were. Now she's rubbing all over that thug. No little girl is going to treat me like that. I saw her first. She's mine."

He was seething and several yards away from the house the party was being held in. Todd turned around to storm back in and claim what was his when he walked into someone.

"Get the hell out of my way." Todd said, shoving the other man to the side. The figure didn't budge no matter how hard he pushed. "What the--" Todd muttered just before the fangs descended on his neck.

"Where's Buffy?" Willow asked when she noticed that she was standing in front of her dorm room, alone with Spike. The four of them had just returned from the party that evening.

He gestured down the hall to a small lounge area. Seated on the couch were Buffy and Riley, wrapped in each other's arms, kissing.

"Ah." Willow nodded. "Rampant hormones."

"Apparently so." Spike mused, shifting his eyes back to the red head. "I've got an excuse. No hormones here. But where exactly are your rampant hormones? Still on summer vacation?"

Willow smiled, but she was uneasy with discussing her urges with Spike. "I've got rampant hormones. I just hide them well." She replied in a kidding manner.

"Hide them?"

"Yeah." Willow hesitated and then started to reluctantly explain. "When you look like that," She gestured to Buffy, "then it's ok to look and act--sexy." Willow whispered the last word.

The vampire raised his eyebrows as if prompting for a further explanation.

"It's ok because, well, because every guy wants her anyway. Me? I'm just plain Jane. Boring. Percy even called me nerdy. And, you know, I think I am. Nerdy, that is. Everybody would just make fun of me if I tried to go around looking and acting like Buffy."

Willow kept her eyes glued to the floor. She couldn't believe she was telling Spike this.

"You didn't seem to be having such a difficult time acting like that earlier tonight." Spike said, referring to their passionate kiss on the dance floor.

Willow shifted nervously. "That?that was just an act. We were trying to get ride of Todd. It wasn't me."

"Oh, I think it was you." Spike grinned.

Willow scoffed. "It was not."

Spike took a step closer to Willow. His body was nearly touching hers. It surprised him that the petite red head hadn't taken a step back. He was so close he could smell her strawberry lip gloss. "I think was you, more than you'd like to admit. Right here. Right now. No one's watching. I bet you can kiss me the same way you kissed me at the party with your stalker watching. No act, just you.

Willow laughed nervously. "Ha. Ha. Funny."

"Not funny. Serious. If you can kiss me and make it passionless and dull, then you're right, it was an act. But if?" Spike trailed off and smiled. "Then I'm right."

"This is just silly. I'm not doing this. I mean--" Willow stopped when she felt Spike's cold hands cup her face.

"Do it." He commanded gently.

As if in a trance, Willow leaned forward and pressed her tightly closed lips to Spike's. She gritted her teeth behind her lips to prevent herself from giving into temptation.

Spike felt Willow's rigid muscles and sensed that the timid, forced kiss was an act. With a sudden jerk, Spike placed his hands on Willow's waist and pulled her body flush with his, never letting their lips drift apart. The witch gasped at the movement, allowing Spike to slide his tongue into her mouth. There was a moment when she considered pushing the vampire away, but she decided on the more pleasurable route.

She took the offensive and pushed Spike back against the door to her dorm room, shoving her tongue into his mouth. When she finally pulled back to catch her breath, she saw Spike leaning casually against the door with a smirk on his face and his hair mussed up, due to her roaming fingers.

"My, my, Red." He mused. "I think I rather enjoyed that. Can we do it again?"

Willow didn't know what to say for a moment. Her actions had taken her by surprise and now she was a bit embarrassed by what she had done. "Shut up, Spike." The red head mumbled. "I didn't mean to do that."

"Say what you want, Red. But we both know the truth." Spike smiled.

Buffy and Riley had decided to join Willow and Spike, and had incidentally seen the heavy kiss the witch and vampire exchanged. They were standing several feet down the hallway. Buffy's mouth was hanging open in shock and Riley's eyebrows were raised.

"Oh!" Willow said, startled at Buffy's eyes on them. She started to explain, but decided it would only make matters worse.

Buffy turned to Riley and gave him a peck on the lips. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Riley smiled at the Slayer and left, leaving her alone with Willow and Spike. Buffy suppressed a giggle at Willow's bewildered look.

"Well, I'm off." Spike said cheerily, slinking off down the hall. As he passed Willow, he gave her an amused, I-told-you-so look.

Willow opened her mouth to tell Buffy the kiss was an accident, but the Slayer firmly shook her head. "Nope. Don't want to know. You're a big girl, Will. You handle Spike. I don't need to play chaperone." She flipped out her keys and unlocked the door, letting herself and Willow in.

The red head followed her in and spoke up. "But, it wasn't a real kiss. I don't even--"

"Will." Buffy cut Willow off. "Don't want to know. You don't have to explain."

Willow nodded and sat down on her bed, reaching to remove her sandals.

"And it *was* a real kiss." Buffy added.

Willow glanced to the door when she heard the insistent rapping. She had been lying on her bed studying, but shut the notebook and slid off her bed to answer the door.

"Todd." She said, a bit shocked that he was standing before her. It had been three days since her appearance at the party with Spike and she hadn't spoken to Todd since then. The witch suspected that he was finally going to leave her alone, until now.

"Can I come in?" He asked in a quiet and controlled voice.

Willow didn't really want to let him in or talk to him for that matter, but she was just too nice a person to turn him down and leave him standing in the hall. "Sure." She answered, stepping back so Todd could enter.

He stepped inside and walked over to the window, turning his back to Willow while she shut the door. She turned around and spoke. "So--Todd. Hi."

"Bitch." He muttered , his back still turned to her.

"What?" Willow thought she had heard correctly, but couldn't believe he had said that.

"You heard me." He said, his voice turning to a more abrasive and harsh tone. "You cheated on me."

"Che--cheated on you?" Willow managed to squeak out, getting nervous. She couldn't see his face, but by his voice, she knew he was angry. When she didn't get an answer, Willow continued. "We weren't dating."

"What'd you think I was doing? Wasting my time to get to know you as a friend?" She heard the obvious sneer in his voice.

"Well, I, I--" Willow wasn't quite sure what to say.

"Not good enough." Todd said, turning to face the red head. She involuntarily took a step back when she saw his face. The bumps and ridges were undeniably that of a vampire. She could only guess that he had been turned in the last few days.

As he stalked toward her, Willow backed up, step by step. When she finally hit the wall, the witch found herself wishing that Buffy hadn't gone on patrol. All of the stakes, crosses, and holy water were tucked away in Buffy's closet, across the room.

Todd was only inches away now. His lips were curled back in a snarl, revealing sharp fangs. She could only focus on those fangs as he grabbed her hair and jerked her head back. She saw him lean into her exposed neck and tried in vain to push him away. It was like moving a boulder and she wasn't strong enough. Willow closed her eyes, bracing herself.

Suddenly, no one was there. She was standing against the wall with no vampire preparing to suck her dry. The witch opened her eyes when she heard a grunt off to her left. Todd was sprawled across the floor one moment and the next he was dust, a figure kneeling over where he once was.

*Spike.* She thought to herself. Her guess was confirmed when he stood up and faced her. "Thanks." Willow whispered, trying to regain her voice and composure.

"Anytime, Red." Spike approached Willow and opened his arms to the shaking witch. She took two steps forward and he enfolded her in his arms and black leather duster. The two remained locked in the position, neither wanting to break it off when Buffy entered. The Slayer took a step into the room and saw her best friend in the arms of Spike. Neither the witch nor the vampire noticed her.

Buffy's initial impulse was to pull them apart, but it soon passed, replaced by an amused smile. *They look kinda sweet together.* She thought, tilting her head to the side and watched Willow nuzzle her face into Spike's chest.

Spike was the first to notice Buffy standing in the open doorway. He shook Willow lightly and nodded toward the Slayer.

Willow caught sight of her friend and stiffened up, feeling like she had been caught in the act. "Buffy." Willow took a step back from Spike's arms and bit her lower lip in embarrassment.

"I get the feeling that I'm interrupting. So, I'll just scoot on out of here and leave you two alone. My only request is that there be no hanky panky on my bed." Buffy said, looking stern. "That's what's yours is for." She added, slipping out the door and shutting it behind her.

Willow turned a shade of red and busied herself twisting her shirt. Her mood was lightened when she turned around to find Spike lounging sideways on her bed, his head resting on his hand and a goofy smile on his face. Willow stifled the laughter and smacked his leg lightly. "Don't be silly, you vampire, you."

Spike deftly grabbed Willow by the waist and pulled her onto the bed beside him. The red head squealed when she hit the mattress and started to giggle. "Did you really take me to that party because you wanted to repay me for helping you out when you first went un-bitey?"

Spike raised his eyebrows. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Spike!" Willow demanded, light punching his chest with a loose fist.

"No. I went with you because I wanted to. How else was I going to get a date with my favorite witch?"

"I'm your favorite witch?"

"By far, luv."

Willow smiled in satisfaction at Spike's words. Leaning her forehead against his, she said, "If you wanted a date, all you had to do was ask."

"Good to know." Spike mumbled, brushing his lips against Willow's. "And Red," He added, pulling back so he could see her face. "You should defiantly work on getting more stalkers, so I can save you. It makes me feel all manly and heroic."