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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:369969</id>
    <author>
      <name>aleababe</name>
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    <title>NEW Buffy/Spike Group!</title>
    <published>2022-04-23T15:38:46Z</published>
    <updated>2022-04-23T15:38:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hey ya'll! It's been a huge minute! I've been slowly dipping my toes back into the fandom and man it's awesome to still see it alive and kicking! The author Chelle invited me to a newly created Facebook group for Buffy and Spike and I've been having a freaking BLAST catching up with old Buffy/Spike fandom people and meeting new ones, remembering old amazing stories and authors from back in the day and finding out about new awesome ones!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Come get Nostalgic with us! I would love to re-connect with some of my old Buffy/Spike friends!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/663318951628377" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;ins&gt;Sunnydale After Dark&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/a&gt; facebook group&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*ALEA*&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:369703</id>
    <author>
      <name>jesterlady</name>
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    <title>BTVS Oneshot: Buffy and Spike Do Easy Living</title>
    <published>2020-12-05T17:57:09Z</published>
    <updated>2020-12-05T17:57:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title: Buffy and Spike Do Easy Living&lt;br /&gt;Author: Jesterlady&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Spike/Buffy&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG&lt;br /&gt;Summary: A Spuffy version of the 1937 screwball comedy, &lt;a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xguNnDu8ShI&amp;amp;t=13s" target="_blank"&gt;Easy Living&lt;/a&gt;, Buffy and Spike take the leading roles.&lt;br /&gt;Author’s Note: This will obviously make more sense if you’ve seen the movie, but the point is to enjoy the two of them having some banter and indulging in some classic tropes.  Most of the dialogue is from the actual movie.  Though there’s no specific mention of vampires or Slayers I have tried very hard to make it impossible to say they couldn’t be them ie Spike is never seen outside in daytime, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/27897901" target="_blank"&gt;Ao3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://jesterladyfic.livejournal.com/143842.html" target="_blank"&gt;LJ&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:369653</id>
    <author>
      <name>jesterlady</name>
    </author>
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    <title>Master Fic Post: And Make a Lost World Thy Home</title>
    <published>2015-09-01T01:11:50Z</published>
    <updated>2015-09-01T01:11:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Title: And Make a Lost World Thy Home&lt;br /&gt;by Jesterlady&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Logan/Veronica, Spike/Buffy, Angel/Cordelia&lt;br /&gt;Summary: When Veronica starts having dreams about Spike coming back from the dead, it means a new apocalypse for everyone&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I don't own BTVS, ATS, or VM. Some lines are from the show. The title is by Andrew Reed.  Written for the Het Big Bang 2015, my lovely artwork by Aurelia is found &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/collections/Het_Big_Little_Bang_Challenge_2015/works/4665432" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Many thanks to my beta, &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="exmanhater" lj:user="exmanhater" &gt;&lt;a href="https://exmanhater.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://exmanhater.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;exmanhater&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="i-ljuser-badge i-ljuser-badge--pro" data-badge-type="pro" data-placement="bottom" data-pro-badge data-pro-badge-type="1" data-is-raw hidden href="#"&gt;&lt;span class="i-ljuser-badge__icon"&gt;&lt;svg class="svgicon" width="25" height="16" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" viewBox="0 0 33 24"&gt;&lt;path fill-rule="evenodd" d="M19.326 11.95c0 2.01 1.47 3.45 3.48 3.45 2.02 0 3.49-1.44 3.49-3.45 0-2.01-1.47-3.45-3.49-3.45-2.01 0-3.48 1.44-3.48 3.45Zm5.51 0c0 1.24-.8 2.19-2.03 2.19-1.23 0-2.02-.95-2.02-2.19 0-1.25.79-2.19 2.02-2.19s2.03.94 2.03 2.19ZM7.92 15.28H6.5V8.61h3.12c1.45 0 2.24.98 2.24 2.15 0 1.16-.8 2.15-2.24 2.15h-1.7v2.37Zm1.51-3.62c.56 0 .98-.35.98-.9 0-.56-.42-.9-.98-.9H7.92v1.8h1.51ZM18.3802 15.28h-1.63l-1.31-2.37h-1.04v2.37h-1.42V8.61h3.12c1.39 0 2.24.91 2.24 2.15 0 1.18-.74 1.81-1.46 1.98l1.5 2.54Zm-2.49-3.62c.57 0 1-.34 1-.9s-.43-.9-1-.9h-1.49v1.8h1.49Z" clip-rule="evenodd"/&gt;&lt;path fill-rule="evenodd" d="M2 8c0-2.20914 1.79086-4 4-4h20.5c2.2091 0 4 1.79086 4 4v7.9c0 2.2091-1.7909 4-4 4H6c-2.20914 0-4-1.7909-4-4V8Zm4-2.5h20.5C27.8807 5.5 29 6.61929 29 8v7.9c0 1.3807-1.1193 2.5-2.5 2.5H6c-1.38071 0-2.5-1.1193-2.5-2.5V8c0-1.38071 1.11929-2.5 2.5-2.5Z" clip-rule="evenodd"/&gt;&lt;/svg&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;A/N: Anyone who's ever seen Veronica Mars knows that even though the show does not expressly state anything supernatural is going on, the amount of visions/dreams Veronica has lends itself to that very nicely. When one has already written two stories crossing Veronica Mars with Buffy the Vampire Slayer, it lends itself even more nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/4664901" target="_blank"&gt;Ao3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jesterladyfic.livejournal.com/127431.html" target="_blank"&gt;LJ Master post&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:369310</id>
    <author>
      <name>that girl, she glows</name>
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    <lj:poster user="effulgent_girl" userid="7515657"/>
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    <title>spuffyness @ 2014-11-25T21:23:00</title>
    <published>2014-11-26T03:21:25Z</published>
    <updated>2014-11-26T03:21:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">20+ icons of Spike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaser:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i123/effulgent_girl/character20/spike/betweenthewoods-chspike02.png" width="" fetchpriority="high" /&gt; &lt;img src="https://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i123/effulgent_girl/character20/spike/betweenthewoods-chspike11.png" width="" loading="lazy" /&gt; &lt;img src="https://i71.photobucket.com/albums/i123/effulgent_girl/character20/spike/betweenthewoods-chspike20.png" width="" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://betweenthewoods.livejournal.com/44999.html" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;more here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     "  data-ljuser="betweenthewoods" lj:user="betweenthewoods" &gt;&lt;a href="https://betweenthewoods.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://betweenthewoods.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;betweenthewoods&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:369126</id>
    <author>
      <name>aleababe</name>
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    <lj:poster user="aleababe" userid="3501434"/>
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    <title>Found some long lost stories! Enjoy!</title>
    <published>2014-04-29T15:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2014-04-29T15:57:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey guys, I&amp;#39;m Alea, and I used to run the website Buffy and Spike Diaries. The site closed down a couple years ago, and all the stories were lost.. or so I thought! I just found one of the sites earlier domains on the wayback archive, and most of the story links are still working! If you&amp;#39;re interested..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main site:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a target='_blank' href='https://web.archive.org/web/20030207074057/http://fanshoot.com/bsdiaries/' rel='nofollow'&gt;https://web.archive.org/web/20030207074057/http://fanshoot.com/bsdiaries/&lt;/a&gt; Fic links at the bottom, sorted by type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the Rated G page has some broken links, but Rated R and NC-17 all work as far as I can tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-posted to pretty much any buffy/spsike group I can find!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:368756</id>
    <author>
      <name>Tammy</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="musicbitch" userid="6568459"/>
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    <title>Spuffy Manip</title>
    <published>2013-03-27T17:06:28Z</published>
    <updated>2013-03-27T17:06:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A Spuffy manip I made a while ago that I realized was never posted anywhere, I don't know why since it's actually one I'm pretty proud of.  I'm going to say worksafe because nothing really naughty is shown, two different versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/user/TammyDevil666/media/Artwork/spuffymanip-1.jpg.html" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/spuffymanip-1.jpg" border="0" alt=" photo spuffymanip-1.jpg" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/user/TammyDevil666/media/Artwork/spuffymanip2-1.jpg.html" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/spuffymanip2-1.jpg" border="0" alt=" photo spuffymanip2-1.jpg" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:90%;display:block;margin:0 auto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;001&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffymanip.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;002&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffymanip2.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;003&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffymanip3.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;004&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffymanip4.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffymanip21.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffymanip22.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:368547</id>
    <author>
      <name>Kaily</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="kinky_carter" userid="4054098"/>
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    <title>Rec Me!!!</title>
    <published>2013-03-14T22:31:09Z</published>
    <updated>2013-03-14T22:31:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm getting back into Buffy and Angel again, been watching it on my days off. And I'm wondering if you guys could recommend me your favorite Cangel and Spuffy fanfics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't forget about my Angel/Cordelia and David/Charisma community: &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     "  data-ljuser="angel_cordelia" lj:user="angel_cordelia" &gt;&lt;a href="https://angel-cordelia.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://angel-cordelia.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;angel_cordelia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-deleted  i-ljuser-type-C     "  data-ljuser="david_charisma" lj:user="david_charisma" &gt;&lt;a href="https://david-charisma.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://david-charisma.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;david_charisma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross Posted To: &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-deleted  i-ljuser-type-C     "  data-ljuser="spuffy_wonder" lj:user="spuffy_wonder" &gt;&lt;a href="https://spuffy-wonder.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://spuffy-wonder.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;spuffy_wonder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     "  data-ljuser="spuffy_fics" lj:user="spuffy_fics" &gt;&lt;a href="https://spuffy-fics.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://spuffy-fics.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;spuffy_fics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     "  data-ljuser="spike_x_buffy" lj:user="spike_x_buffy" &gt;&lt;a href="https://spike-x-buffy.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://spike-x-buffy.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;spike_x_buffy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:368168</id>
    <author>
      <name>Finalflowers</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="desiringpirates" userid="11087815"/>
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    <title>Crossover: Pirates of the Caribbean/Buffy the Vampire Slayer</title>
    <published>2012-07-23T01:13:36Z</published>
    <updated>2012-07-23T01:13:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I updated my crossover story, Pirates of Sunnydale, at my livejournal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Pirates of Sunnydale&lt;br /&gt;Rated: PG13&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://desiringpirates.livejournal.com/profile" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img class="" src="https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=94.3" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="" href="http://desiringpirates.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;desiringpirates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary:&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;After Anya did a spell that went horribly wrong; Jack Sparrow and his crew on the Black Pearl end up in modern day Sunnydale, California. Now that Jack and Elizabeth have met the crew and set up house in the Summer residence, can they all live together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://desiringpirates.livejournal.com/107388.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click here to read Chapter 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=desiringpirates&amp;amp;keyword=BTVS%2FPOTC%3A%20%22Pirates%20of%20Sunnydale%22&amp;amp;filter=all" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click here to read Chapters 1-10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:367723</id>
    <author>
      <name>Tammy</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="musicbitch" userid="6568459"/>
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    <title>A Spuffy Christmas</title>
    <published>2011-12-03T19:06:31Z</published>
    <updated>2011-12-03T19:06:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kimberley Locke, "Wrong"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Spuffy Christmas manip, once I saw this base, I just had to do something with it.  Have to say, I really like how this one came out.  It's enough to put anyone in the spirit;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/?action=view&amp;amp;current=spuffy-4.jpg" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/spuffy-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/?action=view&amp;amp;current=spuffy2-4.jpg" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/spuffy2-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/?action=view&amp;amp;current=spuffy3-4.jpg" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/spuffy3-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Animations/?action=view&amp;amp;current=animatedspuffy.gif" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Animations/animatedspuffy.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="width:90%;display:block;margin:0 auto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;001&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffy-1.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;002&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffy2-1.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;003&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffy3-1.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;004&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffy4-1.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffy5-1.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/spuffy6-1.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="float:left"&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #ddd;background:#ddd;color:#000;text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #eee;background:#eee;padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/buffyandspike16.gif" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:367544</id>
    <author>
      <name>Dana</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="useyourlove" userid="6916168"/>
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    <title>Fan Vid: Victim of Love</title>
    <published>2011-09-17T04:15:16Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-17T04:15:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="27" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this for &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-C     "  data-ljuser="whedonland" lj:user="whedonland" &gt;&lt;a href="https://whedonland.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/community.png?v=556&amp;v=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://whedonland.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;whedonland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a few months ago and finally got around to tweaking the parts that bugged me. Now it makes me so happy I just want to share it with everybody on earth :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for those who see this x-posted)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:367329</id>
    <author>
      <name>Tammy</name>
    </author>
    <lj:poster user="musicbitch" userid="6568459"/>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 18</title>
    <published>2011-09-16T16:59:36Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-16T16:59:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Danny Gokey, "My Best Days Are Ahead of Me"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;                   Starstruck&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;At such a young age,   Spike is the hottest                  actor around.  A visit to a high   school changes   everything      when    he        finally comes across   the one girl he's   been   searching    for,   but    she's   not      exactly what he   expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:  small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):      &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):               &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;                      NC-17  &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the     characters           belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=osqvzn" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/5d6b4560e8fa76b162800a471a89e2901c26940b6f458be4cb3e35f764d1e406/P2WlxyVijxKvg25o8MZRUkMdsf-ah7h01hvXCaZagcnD-huals6oR0U1EVFtEAN7pkUXgQ:mcaNsNvzbJQiMshtzf0PdA" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; Graduation came and went, Buffy was officially eighteen and  couldn’t be happier about that.  She would be starting at UC Sunnydale  in another couple of months, but until then, enjoyed spending time with  her boyfriend in his new apartment.  After much debating and discussing  with her mother, Buffy decided to move in with him.  It was really the  best solution.  There were two rooms, so she would have her own space  when needed.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Okay, what if an amazing offer came your way?   One that you just couldn’t pass up on, let’s say it involved Tom Cruise  or Leonardo Dicaprio.  How would you be able to say no to that?  You  could be passing up on another &lt;em&gt;Inception&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike  rolled his eyes, but there was a hint of a smile on his face at her  adorable ramblings.  “Honestly, that film didn’t really impress me.  I  told you, love, all I would have to think about is the wonderful woman  I’ll be leaving behind, and my decision is made for me.  I don’t doubt  that movie roles will continue coming my way, but I’ve turned down  plenty before.  This will be no different, you worry too much.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  She gave that some thought, shaking her head.  “But what if…”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  He cut her off with a kiss, touching his forehead to hers.  “Trust me;  I’m exactly where I want to be.  We’ve already talked about this, there  will be no regrets.  If you hope to decorate that room of yours any time  soon, we best be off to the store.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy decided to let it go  for now, following him to the door.  She guessed that only time would  tell if they could really do this.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Have you heard anything from Angel lately?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike  shrugged.  “We talked once on the phone a while back, but agreed to go  our separate ways.  He was only my agent, it’s not like we were really  friends.  I never cared for the bloke’s way of playing the field; it was  a bloody bad influence on me.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy laughed.  “I could  imagine.  He had awful taste; I found him and Cordelia going at it in  the janitor’s closet at school.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; His eyes widened.  “Are you  bloody kidding me?  I know the ponce mentioned having a thing for her,  but I didn’t think he actually would have been stupid enough to try  something.  Yeah, it’s official, he’s definitely out of my life.  I  can’t be around someone who finds that bitch appealing.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Glad  to know she’s not your type.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He cringed.  “Not in a million  years, there’s only one type for me and she’s standing right here.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy smiled, taking his hand in hers.  “Corny, but I’ll accept it.”&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; Spike smiled as well, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.   “Good to know.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy locked her legs around Spike’s waist as he thrust into her, hard  and fast, causing the headboard to bang against the wall.  A plus for  not living in the dorms, they could be as loud as they wanted.  All they  had to deal with was a grouchy neighbor, who had never even heard of  Spike, it’s safe to say his charm did not work on her.  Luckily for  them, she was away visiting family at the moment.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Fuck, baby,  squeeze me harder.  God, yes, just like that.  You’re going to be the  bloody death of me.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She raked her nails down his muscled back  as he pounded her like a machine, never able to get enough.  Stars burst  before her eyes as she was brought to an intense orgasm, biting his  shoulder to muffle the screams.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike roared his release right  behind her, panting in the afterglow.  “Are you tired?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Not  even close.” &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; With a grin, he picked her up, turning her around  to face the wall, her back pressed against his chest.  He reached over  to caress her pussy, coating his fingers in her juices, and then  stroking his cock with them.  Spike positioned his still hard erection  at her ass, and slowly pushed inside of her tight hole.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy  took in a deep breath at the penetration.  They had only tried this  once before, but it took some getting used to.  The last time it was  attempted, they were in the bathtub.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Am I hurting you?” he  wondered, concern lacing his tone.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She shook her head.  “No,  don’t stop.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Stopping was the last thing he had in mind, making  his thrusts faster.  He kissed her shoulder blade, pumping in and out,  and feeling even more turned on when he saw her start to finger herself.   He was about to explode at the sounds she made, but had to distract  himself.  Spike was determined to let her come first.  “Did you find  your clit, baby?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She nodded, speech seeming to be very  difficult at the moment.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Good girl, flick it for me, get  your fingers nice and wet.  Push them all the way inside, pet.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy did as he said, biting her bottom lip in the process.  She cried  out when she came, drenching her fingers, and feeling herself be split  in half when Spike came right behind her as he fondled her tits,  pinching both of her nipples.  Once they were brought down from their  high, Buffy reached over to give him her hand, as he promptly licked her  fingers clean.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He picked her up gently, laying her down and  covering her with the blanket.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She broke the silence a few  seconds later.  “Can you believe Willow and Xander are engaged now?  I  never would have seen that coming.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “If it gets the wanker away  from you, I’m all for it.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy rested her head on his chest.   “It’s only been two years since high school ended.  I just can’t  believe we’ve made it this far with no problems, and really hope I  didn’t just jinx us.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He smiled.  “I told you there was nothing  to worry about.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Can we watch your movie again?  It’s so  good.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Depends, are you going to close your eyes every time  the love scene comes on?” he commented, dodging the pillow she threw at  his head.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I can handle it, but you two look beautiful  together.  I forget for a second that you’re just acting.  I’m so glad I  recommended Tara for this role; she was amazing and got a lot of movie  offers because of it.  Soon enough, she’ll be more famous than you.”&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; Spike started up the movie, pulling her even closer to his side.   “She’s welcome to it.  I have everything I need right here.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The  End&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:366851</id>
    <author>
      <name>Tammy</name>
    </author>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 17</title>
    <published>2011-09-13T17:19:56Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-13T17:19:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pearl Jam, "Lukin"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;                  Starstruck&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;At such a young age,  Spike is the hottest                  actor around.  A visit to a high  school changes   everything      when    he        finally comes across  the one girl he's   been   searching    for,   but    she's   not     exactly what he   expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:  small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):      &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):              &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;                     NC-17  &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the    characters           belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=osqvzn" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/5d6b4560e8fa76b162800a471a89e2901c26940b6f458be4cb3e35f764d1e406/P2WlxyVijxKvg25o8MZRUkMdsf-ah7h01hvXCaZagcnD-huals6oR0U1EVFtEAN7pkUXgQ:mcaNsNvzbJQiMshtzf0PdA" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “If I  catch you checking out my tits again, I’ll fucking castrate you!”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Spike’s eyes widened when he entered the high school, seeing a small  brunette with her hand around a jock’s throat was definitely not  something he expected.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Once she let him go, he couldn’t get  away from her fast enough, throwing a “crazy bitch!” behind him.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Spike didn’t know what to say, but he couldn’t help being impressed by  her, that was until she turned seething eyes on him.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “You like  the show, famous boy?  I don’t care who the fuck you are, but I hate  being stared at like I’m some kind of circus freak.  If you ever hope to  make another movie again, you better take a hike.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He held his  hands up in surrender.  “Sorry, that’s definitely not the case here.  I  was just admiring how you handled that bloke, it was bloody  impressive.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She relaxed a bit at that.  “Whatever, he’s just a  moron.  Guys like that are all talk, no action.  He’ll be too  embarrassed to tell the principal on me, good thing since I can’t afford  another suspension so close to finally getting out of this hellhole.  I  should probably make an appearance in my next class, nice chatting with  you.  By the way, your last flick kinda sucked,” she told him before  taking off down the hall.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike smiled after her departure, it  wasn’t very often that some chit talked back to him like that.  For some  reason, he wanted to find out more about her and knew just who to ask.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “You’re asking me  about some other girl?  Sweetie, know your audience, that’s not  something you should be talking to me about.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He rolled his  eyes.  “It’s not like I want to date her, you should know by now that  you’re the only girl for me.  I’m just intrigued; the bint nearly scared  the piss out of some bloke who doubles her in size.  Not saying you  probably couldn’t have done the same, but that’s not something I’m  usually fortunate enough to witness.  I was just curious.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy nodded.  “You’re probably referring to Faith Lehane; she’s one of  the toughest girls in school.  Anyone smart enough knows not to mess  with her, guess he didn’t get the memo.  She’s only been here for about  seven months, a transfer from Boston.  I heard she burned the gym down  at her last school, and Sunnydale was the only place that would accept  her.  As far as I know, I don’t think she really has any friends.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  “And there’s a reason for that,” Xander chimed in.  “The chick is  psychotic.  She’s seriously hot, don’t get me wrong, but no guy would  ever even think of asking her out unless they wanted to experience  bodily harm.  Some dude grabbed her ass once, and ended up with a broken  hand for his troubles.  If you wanna keep that pretty face of yours,  you’d be better off staying away from her.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Think I’m pretty,  do you?  I always knew you wanted me, Harris.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy swatted  his arm playfully, while Xander choked on his soda at the implication.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; “I didn’t mean it like that,” he claimed. “I just mean since  you’re an actor, you guys usually like to stay pretty.  Not that it  really matters, what with you quitting and all.  So, yeah, go ahead, I  dare you to talk to her again.  Let’s see if the psycho goes easy on  you.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Stop calling her that.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; They all turned in  shock at Tara’s voice; she wasn’t normally one to join in, unless she  really had something important to say.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Tara’s cheeks heated up  under their stares, grabbing her books as she stood.  “You…You don’t  even know her.  You shouldn’t call her names like that.”  She hurried  out of the cafeteria, not looking back once.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Willow watched her  friend in concern, wondering what could have caused such a reaction  from the usually quiet girl.  She smacked her somewhat boyfriend across  the head, sending him a glare.  “That wasn’t nice.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Ow, what  the hell was that for?  Since when do you care what I say about Faith?”&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; “I don’t, but it obviously bothers Tara.  She’s right; we don’t  know Faith well enough to talk bad about her.  That just makes us as  horrible as Cordelia,” Willow stated with a shudder.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy gave  Spike’s hand a squeeze, pecking him on the cheek.  “I’ll go check on  her.”  She left the cafeteria, heading outside when she couldn’t find  Tara by her locker.  She finally spotted her at the back of the  building, where it was pretty much deserted, but she wasn’t alone.  She  was talking with Faith; both looked to be very close, which was  confirmed even more when they met in a passionate kiss.  Buffy’s eyes  widened, that would certainly explain a lot.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Faith pulled away  when she noticed they had an audience, scowling at the blonde.  “This  place sure is fucking nosy.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Tara turned to see Buffy standing  there, a blush tinting her cheeks.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I didn’t mean to intrude,  just wanted to see if you were okay,” she said to her friend.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  “I’m fine,” Tara replied.  “I didn’t mean to be so rude earlier.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  “Hey, it was completely justified.  Xander shouldn’t have said what he  did, but you could have told us the truth.  Did you think we wouldn’t  have understood?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She shrugged.  “I knew what everyone thought  of her.  I wasn’t sure how to tell you.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Faith tightened her  embrace on Tara, looking slightly ashamed for a moment.  “It’s mostly my  fault; I didn’t want her to say anything.  I’m not exactly out yet, not  that anyone would probably be shocked at this point.  It should be no  real secret that I can’t fucking stand men, especially not these loser  high school boys.  You’re Buffy, right, the one dating that actor guy?   Yeah, Tara’s told me all about you, how you got her that role and  totally stuck it to the head cheerleader.  You got major points in my  book for that, B.  I would have told the bitch where to shove it myself,  but I was too busy being suspended at the time.  I’m lucky enough to  even be graduating with everyone else, but I can’t wait to get out of  here.  She’s the only one that’s been keeping me sane these last few  months.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy smiled at the couple, now understanding more  about why Tara wasn’t around as often.  “I won’t say anything if you  don’t want me to, but you should know that we’ll all be supportive.   We’re your friends, and all we care about is your happiness.  Xander may  have foot in mouth disease a lot of the time, but he means well.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  The bell rang to signal that lunch was over, which meant the halls  would be full of students.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Faith grabbed Tara’s hand.  “Fuck  it,” she said, pulling her girlfriend back inside the school, and  planting a firm kiss on her mouth for all to see.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy smiled  at the display, noticing the stunned faces around them, but really  couldn’t care less.  Before she knew it, Spike wrapped his arms around  her from behind.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Well, now that makes perfect sense.” &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  She couldn’t agree more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>fic: Sleepovers and Pretzels Chapter 3: Cordelia's Death</title>
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    <content type="html">Title: Sleepovers and Pretzels&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG 13&lt;br /&gt;Pairings: Spuffy, Willow/Tara, Faith/Oz, Anya/Xander, Riley/Harmony, Angel/Cordelia&lt;br /&gt;Spoilers: up to at least season 6, but it&amp;#39;s AU, so it&amp;#39;s not required&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter Three: Cordelia&amp;#39;s Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of hours later, it was lunchtime. Buffy cautiously approached Spike&amp;#39;s table. Riley and Xander were the only ones sitting there; no one else had finished getting lunch yet. She asked, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Is it OK if I sit here? Spike told me it would be OK.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley smiled at her. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Sure, Buffy. Go right ahead. He&amp;#39;ll be here in a couple of minutes. He&amp;#39;s still getting lunch. But enough about Spike. How are you today?&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy sat down across from him and smiled back. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m great. I had a great weekend, and my day&amp;#39;s already been pretty good. How are you?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She asked, spooning some noodles to her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley shrugged. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Can&amp;#39;t complain. I had physics early this morning, though, and if you were on the phone late with a girl the night before, you&amp;#39;re really not prepared for it.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I was in your class, and I did a lot more last night than talk, and I was fine. You just can&amp;#39;t handle it, Riles.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He turned to Buffy. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Are you taking physics?&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy shook her head. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;No, I have that next semester. English is more my thing. I wanted to take it after my friend Willow, so that way she can help me with the work. She&amp;#39;s supersmart.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander nodded. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Yeah, that&amp;#39;s right. You&amp;#39;re friends with Rosenburg. Do you think she&amp;#39;d do me a favor? Well, it&amp;#39;s really my girl Anya who needs it. Do you think that she&amp;#39;d help An with her biology homework? If she wants to be paid, that can be arranged, too.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He took a bite of his burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Buffy was answering, Spike, Angel, and Faith arrived. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Maybe. I&amp;#39;ll ask her. It never hurts to ask.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She looked up at her best friend. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Hey, Faith. Who&amp;#39;re you meeting?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; Spike sat down next to Buffy, Angel next to Xander, and Faith next to Riley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith replied, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Oz. He and I are kind of dating.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She blushed. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;He&amp;#39;s a really nice guy. He doesn&amp;#39;t talk much, but it&amp;#39;s OK. He kisses well.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel looked at his sister. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;You&amp;#39;re dating Oz?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He asked. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;When did this happen?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He looked enraged at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith looked at her brother with contempt. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Excuse me? I can date whomever I want. If I want to date Oz, that&amp;#39;s my business.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She spat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley quickly changed the subject. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;OK, guys. Who wants to come to a big party at my brother&amp;#39;s frat at UC Sunnydale? He told me to invite anyone I want. Just tell them you know Jason Finn when you get there.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike turned to Buffy. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Want to go? It could be lots of fun. Riles&amp;#39; brother&amp;#39;s a really cool bloke, I bet it&amp;#39;ll be totally awesome.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy shrugged. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Sure, that sounds awesome.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She played it cool, but inside she was jumping up and down with excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmony and Anya joined them, Oz and Devon right behind. The only one not there was Cordelia. She wouldn&amp;#39;t be joining them, either. The rest of the gang wasn&amp;#39;t going to say anything about Spike wanting to hang with Buffy, because he was so cool whatever he wanted to do wasn&amp;#39;t ridiculed. Cordelia, however, wasn&amp;#39;t going to stand for it, so she had decided to find her own group of friends. There were other cool groups of kids at the school, it just wouldn&amp;#39;t be the it group. If you were in Spike Giles&amp;#39; group, you were automatically considered cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya sat down on Xander&amp;#39;s other side, looking happy. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Guess what? Since you, Spike, seem to want to hang out with you, Buffy, Cordelia will no longer be hanging out with us. Besides, everyone&amp;#39;s still talking about how you dumped punch over her head, and she&amp;#39;s quite embarrassed, not to mention angry.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I can see why you&amp;#39;d be happy about that, An. Cordy is so totally without.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He was still smarting from their breakup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike agreed with Angel. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I don&amp;#39;t care. Cordelia could be a good person if she could just care about something other than what is in and hip. I for one am not going to miss her.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy looked to Oz. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Are the Dingoes playing the Bronze tonight?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She asked him, sipping her Coke and playing footsie with Spike under the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oz sipped his own soda and said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Yeah, we&amp;#39;re playing.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith looked at everyone. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;So we Bronzin&amp;#39; it tonight?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She stole some of Oz&amp;#39;s fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seemed to be the consent of everyone else. Xander said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Might as well catch some Dingoes action. Dev, man, did you finish the new song?&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devon shrugged. He was sitting next to Harmony, who was stealing all his fries. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;It&amp;#39;s halfway done. Oz and I just can&amp;#39;t get the lyrics right. The music itself is awesome. We just can&amp;#39;t get the words to flow. We&amp;#39;re going to work on it after school, before the gig.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the lunch, everyone just talked about what Friends had been about, and then everybody split up for their next class. Faith and Buffy walked out with Harm and Anya; all four of them were in the same writing class. Willow and Tara were going to meet Buffy and Faith there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmony said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;So, what did you guys write your stories about? Mine was about a girl who gets asked to the prom by the most perfect guy, and she has a perfect time.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith shrugged. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I was busy with Oz a lot, so I just whipped off some ghost story. It was fastest. It turned out OK.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I wrote mine earlier last week, and it&amp;#39;s about one girl trying to get elected class president. She doesn&amp;#39;t win, though. She decided to drop out because she didn&amp;#39;t like the way that the school&amp;#39;s politics were run.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m going to get a zero, because I was with Xander all weekend, and I just didn&amp;#39;t feel like writing it. It&amp;#39;s cool, though, I can miss one assignment. I&amp;#39;ve got an A in the class.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they reached the door, Willow and Tara were standing there, waiting for Buffy and Faith. Buffy stopped to introduce Harm and Anya to them. She didn&amp;#39;t know if the girls knew them. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Guys, this is Willow Rosenburg and Tara Maclay. They&amp;#39;re friends of ours.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m Anya, and this is Harmony Kendall. Have you guys always gone to school here in Sunnydale?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She had never paid attention to them before, but she knew their names. Everyone talked about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow nodded. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Yeah, lived here all my life. I went to Sunnydale Elementary, and Sunnydale Junior High, now I&amp;#39;m here. I&amp;#39;ll probably go to UC Sunnydale.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmony said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Oh, our friend Riley Finn&amp;#39;s brother goes there, and his frat&amp;#39;s having a party. Just tell them you know Jason Finn if you want to go. See you there.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She and Anya went in, and when Buffy and Faith didn&amp;#39;t join them, Harm turned back. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;You guys coming?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy nodded. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;We&amp;#39;ll be there in a minute.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She turned back to Willow and Tara. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;We&amp;#39;re sorry that we didn&amp;#39;t join you for lunch. Spike and Oz asked us to join them. Tomorrow, we&amp;#39;ll have Spike and Oz eat with us, or maybe we can get you guys in at our table.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;It&amp;#39;s cool, Buffy. You and Faith have new guys, so you&amp;#39;ve got new friends. We&amp;#39;ll still find time to hang. You guys go on and join Anya and Harmony. It&amp;#39;s cool. We&amp;#39;ll probably see you at the Bronze. One of our new friends is a big Dingoes fan.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy and Faith told Willow and Tara they&amp;#39;d see them later, and went in to get seats behind Harm and Anya, who&amp;#39;d chosen seats next to each other. Buffy sat behind Harm, and Faith behind Anya. Buffy asked, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I wonder if she&amp;#39;ll make us read our stories out loud?&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I hope not, I didn&amp;#39;t write mine.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the girls were settling down in writing class, Spike and Riley had gone to the library so Spike could have a quick word with his dad before he and Riles skipped drama. They were being forced to take it, and rarely went to class. Spike didn&amp;#39;t care if he passed it or not. It was supposed to be for his art credit, but he could always take an art class if he failed drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giles was putting books away in the stacks when they entered. He heard his name being called and came out to stand on the landing. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Hullo, William.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He said, pushing his glasses up onto his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike called up, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;After school, before we go to the Bronze, some of us are going to the pizza place, so don&amp;#39;t expect me at home.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giles said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Just don&amp;#39;t stay out too late, tonight&amp;#39;s a school evening.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He was disappointed his son wouldn&amp;#39;t be home, he wanted to speak to him about his school marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Well, that&amp;#39;s it, then, see you later, then, Rupert.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He turned and left, Riles following, after he had said a &amp;#39;&amp;#39;See you later, Mr. Giles.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; Spike asked as they hit the hall, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Why give him that bit of respect? Just call him Rupert or Giles. Everyone does. It&amp;#39;s not just me.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;He&amp;#39;s your dad, though, Spike. And he has never called you that. How did you get that nickname, anyway?&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike had forgotten that he had never told Riley how he had gotten his nickname. He had gone to school in Sunnydale since he was six and in the first grade, and when he had gotten the name in the fifth grade, he had assumed it would come out, and never did. Then when he and Riley had become best friends in the seventh grade, he had forgotten to tell him. The only person he thought most likely still knew was Buffy. He looked at Riley and stopped walking. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I got it in the fifth grade. I was very depressed that year, and I started going down to the railroad tracks, and tried to kill myself with railroad spikes. Kids at school found out and started calling me Spike. It started out negative, and once I wasn&amp;#39;t so depressed, I was used to it and just kept it. Rupert refused to call me Spike because he feels I&amp;#39;m just making up names to call myself because I&amp;#39;m still not over my mum&amp;#39;s death.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I never knew that you did that. I&amp;#39;m glad that you&amp;#39;ve managed to make it your own. Mr. Giles really thinks that? That you&amp;#39;re not over your mom&amp;#39;s death?&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike was resigned to talking about it, not something that he usually cherished doing. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Yes, he really does think that. That&amp;#39;s why we&amp;#39;re so estranged. I miss my mum, but I understand that it was her time to go, and I seem to be fine. I wasn&amp;#39;t over it in the fifth grade, and that&amp;#39;s part of the reason I was so depressed. When I got better, I wanted to keep the nickname as a reminder that I was human, and couldn&amp;#39;t cheat death like that. Rupert doesn&amp;#39;t understand, and I don&amp;#39;t think he ever will. I think he&amp;#39;s the one not over my mum&amp;#39;s death.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they reached the courtyard, Angel was also sitting there. He looked pretty upset, and Spike asked, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;What?&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Something&amp;#39;s happened to Cordy. She was in driver&amp;#39;s ed, and when she was driving, she lost control of the car and drove it through the fence onto the road. She crashed into another car and was killed instantly.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He managed to say all of this without losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike and Riley were at a loss for words. They knew how much Angel had loved Cordy. He had truly been devastated when he and Cordy had broken up, even though they had only dated for a short time, because he had been in love with her since their eighth grade year. Spike sat down next to his friend. He and Angel had been so close at one time. Before he and Riley had formed their bond, he and Angel had been best friends from first grade and on. They had grown a bit apart in seventh, just because Spike had had Riley too, to tell everything to. They had remained friends, though, they just didn&amp;#39;t tell everything to each other anymore, because Angel had also had Xander. Spike said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m sorry, mate. I know how much you must be hurting.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel tried not to cry, he was too macho. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I just, I never got the chance to try to fix things. She was fine this morning, and now, she&amp;#39;s gone. She was gone just before lunch, and we all talked and laughed about her not sitting with us anymore.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sat the rest of the period, just in silence, trying to be there for Angel. The next period was Spanish class for all three of them, and they knew they needed to go, but Spike told Angel that he would make excuses for him if need be. Angel shook his head. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;No, I skipped the last seven classes. I need to go today.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; So they all got up and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy was waiting for Spike outside his classroom. Angel and Riley both said hello to her on their way inside. Spike of course stopped to talk to her. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Hi, I can&amp;#39;t stay long, Anya and Harm are waiting for me so we can go skip drama class.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Um, Buffy, I have some bad news. Cordelia passed away today. She was in a wreck while she was in driver&amp;#39;s ed earlier.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy gasped. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m so sorry. I know how much you guys must be hurting. Cordelia was your friend.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She wouldn&amp;#39;t have said so out loud, and she felt guilty for it, but apart of her was glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Angel&amp;#39;s more torn up about than Riles and I are, and I don&amp;#39;t know how many of the group know about it. But I just wanted to tell you, because Angel might need me to hang with him instead of going to the Bronze and the pizza joint this afternoon.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy understood. She would have wanted him to if it was one of her friends. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Sure, that&amp;#39;s fine. Just let me know after last class.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She kissed his cheek before going to meet Anya and Harmony in the courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day passed in a blur for Spike. He was numb, but trying to be strong for Angel. Their group didn&amp;#39;t have a lot of practice dealing with stuff like this, where they actually talked about this together, with more than their best friend. Usually, Spike and Riley talked about things, Angel and Xander, and so on. Spike knew that he was going to be the only one Angel would be able to talk to, because Xander didn&amp;#39;t understand how deep the Cordelia love ran for Angel, and there was no making him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At their lockers, Spike asked Angel, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Are you up to getting pizza and Bronzin&amp;#39; it?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He was hoping that his friend would tell him to go on without him. Spike really wanted to see Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel said just this. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;I&amp;#39;m going home to be alone, but you go ahead and go. I know you want to see Buffy, and I don&amp;#39;t blame you. If I had a new girl, I&amp;#39;d want to see her every minute of every day.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike smiled wearily at Angel and said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;OK, but I&amp;#39;m still your mate, and if you need me, call me on my cell, and I can be there in a jiff.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He touched Angel&amp;#39;s arm, and then walked down the hall, to find Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was with Faith and Anya, and they were at Buffy&amp;#39;s locker. She grinned as Spike came up. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Hey, Spike.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya asked, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;How&amp;#39;s Angel?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; This was out of character for her; she was usually so wrapped up in Xander, she barely noticed anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike shrugged. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;He&amp;#39;s dealing, I guess. You guys don&amp;#39;t know how deep his feelings went for Cordelia. He and I used to be best mates in grade school, and he always had a crush on her, and eventually it developed into love. Buffy&amp;#39;s the only one who has any clue, because she used to be best mates with us, too.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Angel&amp;#39;s my brother, and even I have no comprehension of what he&amp;#39;s going through. We did used to be closer when we were younger. Buffy, remember the day he came home talking about how much he hated her? We were giggling because we didn&amp;#39;t believe him?&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy laughed. &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Yeah, and he chased us all over the house, threatening to tickle us until we peed our pants.&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both girls giggled for a minute. Spike said when they&amp;#39;d finished, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Well, we&amp;#39;re ready to go out. Angel told me to go on without him, he&amp;#39;d be fine. He wants to be alone. So, happier talk, people!&amp;#39;&amp;#39; He knew this would be easy for him, because he and Cordelia had grown apart in the last few months, and she really wasn&amp;#39;t someone he had considered a friend anymore.&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <author>
      <name>Tammy</name>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 16</title>
    <published>2011-09-07T16:06:42Z</published>
    <updated>2011-09-07T16:06:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lily Allen, "Take What You Take"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;                 Starstruck&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:  small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;At such a young age, Spike is the hottest                  actor around.  A visit to a high school changes   everything      when    he        finally comes across the one girl he's   been   searching    for,   but    she's   not    exactly what he   expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):      &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):             &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;                    NC-17  &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the   characters           belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/?action=view&amp;amp;current=starstruckbanner.jpg" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/starstruckbanner.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy gazed at herself in the mirror, feeling beautiful for the first  real time in her life.  She was wearing an elegant, pink dress that  hugged her curves perfectly.  Her hair was down in soft waves, light  make up adorning her features.  She just wished more than anything that  Spike was there to enjoy this with her.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Honey, Willow’s here!”&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; Buffy took in a deep breath before making her way downstairs,  stopping when she saw that Willow wasn’t alone.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Hey, change of  plans,” the red head revealed, pulling Buffy away to talk in private.   “Xander kind of asked me last minute, and I was completely stunned that I  had to say yes.  Not that I could have told him no, anyway.  I know he  probably only did it because he didn’t have anyone else to ask, but I’ll  take what I can get.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “It’s fine, Will, I know how much you  like him.  I might not understand it, but if you want to ditch me as  your date, I will just have to manage on my own.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Willow  smiled, pushing her back over to the doorway.  “Actually, I kind of  found another date for you.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Before Buffy could protest, she  saw him standing outside by the limo.  He always looked good, but there  was just something about him in a tux that she found incredibly sexy.   With that thought in mind, she ran to him, throwing her arms around his  neck and planting a firm kiss on his lips, pulling away when breathing  became an issue.  “I can’t believe you’re here.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike tucked a  strand of hair behind her ear, pecking her nose.  “I wasn’t about to  let you go to your Prom alone.  We finished early, and I came as soon as  I could.  I went to Red first to keep my return a surprise for you.   Did it work?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She nodded.  “I would say so.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; After  Joyce snapped what felt like a million pictures of everyone, they got in  the limo and took off for the dance.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Have I told you how gorgeous you look tonight?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy blushed, moving with him slowly to the music that was playing.  “A  few times, but I don’t mind hearing it again.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike leaned  closer to her ear, brushing her hair aside.  “You are by far the most  stunning woman in this room.”  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She rested her head against his  shoulder, being in his arms was the most natural feeling in the world.   “I’ve decided to go to UC Sunnydale; I guess I’m not ready to leave  this place yet.  My dad wasn’t happy when he found out we wouldn’t be  moving back to LA with him, but I realized that’s not where I belong  anymore.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike gave that some consideration.  “It’s a good  thing I bought an apartment close to the college, then.  In fact, I’ll  be enrolled there as well.  If you didn’t want to live in the dorms, my  place is always available.  I have plenty of space, just a suggestion.”&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; Her eyes widened.  “You already bought a place?  How did you even  know I planned on going there?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He shrugged.  “I have my  sources.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy had a feeling he was referring to her mother,  but went back to the second part.  “You really want to live together?   Doesn’t it feel too soon?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike shook his head, leading her  off the dance floor when a fast song began.  “We’ve been apart for five  years, Buffy, and these last months without you have nearly killed me.   It’s hardly too soon; I would move you in next week if I could.  I  already discussed this with your mum; she agreed that it would be  entirely your decision.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “My mom is actually okay with this?”&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; “I’m not saying that, but you’re almost eighteen.  She knows  you’re not a child anymore, and this way she won’t have to pay for you  to live on campus,” he admitted.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy nodded, taking in a deep  breath.  “But what if we end up driving each other crazy?  I’m not  exactly an easy person to live with, and what about all the attention  you’re bound to cause?  I don’t want people stalking the house at all  hours of the night.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He laughed.  “This is Sunnydale, love; I  doubt you have to worry about that.  I’ve hardly had any problems since  I’ve been here.  I can walk through the streets without worrying about  getting attacked all the bloody time; you don’t know how refreshing that  is.  Besides everyone at your school, I’ve probably only had a few  people ask me for an autograph, or to take a picture with them.  The  movie doesn’t come out for another six months, all I have to do is some  press and attend the Hollywood premiere.  After that, I’m all yours.   Things might get hectic every now and then, but I think the outcome  would be more than worth it.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Can I at least have some time to  think about this before I make any big decisions?  It’s just a lot to  process right now.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike nodded, kissing the palm of her hand.   “Take all the time you need, I’m not going anywhere.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Excuse  me?  I don’t mean to interrupt, but can I get your autograph?  I was  absent the day you gave them out at school.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He smiled at the  young girl, taking the pen and paper she offered to him.  “Of course,  pet, who should I make this out to?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Dawn,” the girl replied, a  blush tinting her cheeks.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “That’s a very beautiful name,”  Spike stated, signing the paper and handing it back to her.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She  took it with a smile, and with a quiet “thank you,” headed over to her  friends.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy let out a sigh.  “And so it begins,” she  commented, only somewhat teasingly. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Like I said, it happens a  few times.  I’m not going to turn anyone away.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I know that,  and I wouldn’t want you to.  I know how much you love your fans; they’re  always going to be a very big part of your life.  I just don’t think  you realize how hard it’s gonna be to leave that part behind.  Going to  college, having a normal life, that’s not who you are anymore.  I know  you’ve said it won’t happen, but I’m still scared that you’ll end up  regretting that choice.  You’ll realize it’s not enough for you, or that  I’m not enough and you’ll want more,” Buffy explained.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike  shook his head.  “We’ve been over this before; it’s never going to  happen.  I told you that I wasn’t always happy with this life, that I  felt a part of me was missing.  There won’t be any regrets, love.  Yes,  there will be plenty that I’ll miss, but I think I’m getting the better  end of the deal.  Now, enough about this, you’re not changing my mind.   You haven’t told me what you wanted for your birthday yet.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy smiled, wiping her eyes of the tears that she didn’t even realize  was there.  “Surprise me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 15</title>
    <published>2011-08-31T18:11:56Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-31T18:11:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;                Starstruck&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:  small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;At such a young age, Spike is the hottest                 actor around.  A visit to a high school changes  everything      when    he        finally comes across the one girl he's  been   searching    for,   but    she's   not    exactly what he  expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):     &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):             &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;                   NC-17  &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the  characters           belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=osqvzn" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/5d6b4560e8fa76b162800a471a89e2901c26940b6f458be4cb3e35f764d1e406/P2WlxyVijxKvg25o8MZRUkMdsf-ah7h01hvXCaZagcnD-huals6oR0U1EVFtEAN7pkUXgQ:mcaNsNvzbJQiMshtzf0PdA" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Is  this some kind of sick joke?  What the hell is he doing here?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Hank Summers took a step forward.  “I know I’m probably the last person  you wanted to see, Buffy, but I came here to check up on both of you.   Joyce called me in drunken hysterics the other night and told me  everything that happened; I came as soon as I could.  I’ve moved back to  Los Angeles for the time being, I’ve talked it over with your mother  and she thinks it would be best if you both came to live with me.  I  have a big enough place for the three of us.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy gave a  humorless laugh.  “You have to be kidding me.  I’m sorry the midlife  crisis didn’t work out the way you hoped, but you left us for some  halfwit and you expect to just be forgiven for that?  No, I’m not going  anywhere, especially not with you.  God, Mom, how can you even agree to  this?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “You don’t know how hard it’s been these last few weeks,  Buffy.  I can’t be here anymore, it’s just too much.  Everywhere I go  people are whispering about me, taking pity on what I went through.  I’m  so tired of the judgmental looks.  I used to be a strong woman, and it  took one man to break me of that.  I know your father hurt us in the  past, but now he’s come to make things better.  He promised not to  abandon us again.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She threw her hands up in the air.  “And he  never lies, right?  This isn’t just about you, Mom.  Do you think you  were the only victim?  I have to listen to judgmental idiots every day,  but I’ve learned how to deal with it.  Running away won’t solve  anything, you can leave this town behind all you want, but what he did  will still be there.  You think I don’t know how hard it’s been these  last few weeks?  I’ve been the one to put up with your mood swings, to  make sure you eat a decent meal.  I’ve tried to get you to talk to me,  but you wouldn’t budge.  Instead, you tell all of our problems to him.   This is only about him playing the big hero, wanting to save us.  I  guarantee it has nothing to do with our wellbeing.  If you just want to  give up, fine, that’s on you.  Leave with him for all I care, but I’m  staying here.  This is where my life is now, even with all the shit I’ve  been getting, I’m not about to run away.”  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Hank tried to take  his daughter’s arm, but she jerked out of his reach.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Don’t  touch me,” Buffy spat.  “You are not my father anymore.  I remember  everything about our life in LA, all the crap you put us through.  You  two were miserable together, and I’ll be damned to put up with it  again.”  She left the house then, not looking back once.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*  * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Thanks for letting me stay over, Will.   I’m sorry to show up so late.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The red head shrugged.  “It’s  fine, you can stay for as long as you need.  Are you sure you don’t  wanna talk about it?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “There’s really nothing to say.  My dad  showed up, basically saying all kinds of crap about wanting to do right  by us.  He wants us to go back to LA with him, but it’ll be a cold day  in hell before that happens.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Willow nodded, taking in a deep  breath.  “I think you should tell Spike about what’s going on.  Things  have taken a more serious turn; you would want him to know if the  situation was reversed.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy let out a sigh.  “Yeah, I guess  you’re right.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I’ll give you some privacy,” Willow said,  making her leave.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She took out her cell phone to make the call,  dreading the conversation that would take place.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*  * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Are you mad at me?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I’m not  mad, love.  I just wish you would have told me sooner,” Spike explained  on the other line.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy nodded, even though he couldn’t see  her.  “I know, but I didn’t want to ruin things for you.  It’s not like  you could really do anything.  I just never expected to see my dad  again.  I can’t believe she called him.  What do you think I should do?”&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; “I can’t tell you that, but just know that whatever you decided to  do, it won’t change things with us.  Whether you live in Sunnydale or  LA, I’ll be right there with you.  I can get a flat anywhere.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  “That takes some of the pressure off,” she admitted.  “I’m only two  months away from graduation, and I’m determined to finish up this school  year if it kills me.  I’ll make a decision then, but I’m not about to  leave everything behind just because things haven’t exactly been  perfect.  My mom just doesn’t get that.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “So, do you have a  date for the Prom yet?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy smiled at his subject change.   “Obviously not since you won’t be here, I’ll probably just skip out on  it.  I’ve never really been one for school dances before; it won’t be a  big deal.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “It’s your Senior Prom, love, you have to go.  I’m  not saying I want you to go with another man, but you deserve to have  some fun.  You can go with Willow if she hasn’t gotten the prat to ask  her out himself.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She rolled her eyes.  “I really don’t see  that happening, he’s just as oblivious as always.  I’m not making any  promises.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “That’s more than enough for me, just do me a favor  and talk to your mum about this.  I know you regret how you left things  with her, make her see your side of it.  This whole ordeal has been just  as hard on you.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I’ll talk to her tomorrow, but right now I  really could use some sleep.  I miss you,” Buffy finished, wishing more  than anything that he was there with her.  Having a long distance  relationship sucked beyond the telling of it.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I miss you, too.   Get some rest, we’ll talk later.  Love you, baby.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I love  you,” she replied, right before he hung up.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * *  *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Look, I know we’ve had our ups and downs  lately, but I like you.  I mean, I really like you.  I’m sure you’ve  noticed by now, but what I’m trying to say is, would you go to Prom with  me?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy rubbed her temples, feeling a migraine coming on.   “Are you seriously asking me that right now?  I have a boyfriend,  Xander.  Why can’t you get that through your head?  There’s a girl in  this school who actually worships you, and you’re too blind to see it.   You and me, we’ll never be more than friends.  Maybe not even that if  you keep pissing me off.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He was taken aback, but chose only to  hear a certain part of her rant.  “Who worships me?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “It’s so  obvious, but you’ll have to figure that out for yourself.  I have more  important things to worry about than a stupid dance.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Xander  watched her go, a confused expression on his face.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*  * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I get that you’re scared.  You think  Dad’s here to help, but I know he can’t be trusted.  I can’t move back  with him, Mom.  I just can’t.  It took me so long to finally get over  what he did to us, and even with the hell Ted put me through, I still  can’t let dad back in my life.  I’m not saying it’ll never happen, but  I’m just not ready.  I’m almost eighteen now, about to be a high school  graduate.  You won’t have to take care of me anymore, so if you want to  go with him, that’s your choice.  I can’t exactly stop you, but to me  he’ll always be the man who left us.”  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Joyce nodded, tears in  her eyes.  “I just want you to be safe.  I feel like I was a horrible  parent for not seeing what that animal was doing right under my own  roof.  I should have seen that something was wrong, you tried to warn me  many times, but I wouldn’t listen.  I make awful decisions, like when I  decided to contact your father.  I knew it wasn’t the right choice, but  I just wanted to feel safe again.  He used to make me feel wonderful,  that I could do anything I wanted.  No other man had ever been able to  do that, and I tried to force a relationship on Ted that didn’t even  exist.  I trusted him, I brought him into our home, and he repaid me by  coming after my child.  Despite all that your father has put us through,  I felt safer in Los Angeles than I ever did here.  I know the man is  dead now, but I still have nightmares about him coming back.  I see him  attacking you, and I can’t do anything to stop him.  I woke up and your  father was the first person I thought of, I wanted him to protect us.”&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; Buffy put an arm around her sobbing mother.  “It was just a bad  dream, he’s never coming back.  Dad can’t protect us from this, Mom.   The shadow of Ted will always hang over us, but we’re the only ones who  can truly defeat him.  We have to be strong for each other and not let  him get the best of us anymore.  I’ve had nightmares, too.  It’s hard  just being in this house after everything that’s happened, but running  away is like we’re saying he wins.  We’re giving him all the power to  hurt us, but I believe the only way to finally get over this is by not  giving in.  Dad doesn’t understand anything about what we went through,  it’ll be just like it always was with him before.  He’ll give us several  lame excuses about why he has to work late, and when he is home, he’ll  just ignore us like we don’t even matter.  We don’t need him anymore;  all we need is each other.”   &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Joyce wiped her eyes, giving her  daughter a small smile.  “My brave girl, you’re so grown up.  I don’t  know where I would be without you.  I didn’t really want to go back with  him, you’re right about everything.  I just thought it was the most  logical option, but I know better now.  Did you see the earring?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy laughed, feeling more lighthearted than she had in a while.   “Unfortunately, the midlife crisis is still going strong.  I bet the  halfwit talked him into getting it.  I wonder what happened between  them.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Oh, she left him for a younger man.  It was so hard not  to laugh at his expense, but I decided it wouldn’t have been  appropriate.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy rolled her eyes.  “Well, serves him right  for dating someone in her twenties.  They only stick around for so  long.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Joyce patted her hand.  “Prom is coming up; we could  shop for a pretty dress if you want.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She shrugged.  “I don’t  know if I’m going.  I promised Spike that I would at least think about  it, but it won’t be the same if I can’t go with him.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Don’t  worry, honey, I’m sure everything will work out.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <author>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 14</title>
    <published>2011-08-25T17:39:52Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-25T17:39:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;               Starstruck&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:  small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;At such a young age, Spike is the hottest                actor around.  A visit to a high school changes everything      when    he        finally comes across the one girl he's been   searching    for,   but    she's   not    exactly what he expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):    &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):             &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;                  NC-17  &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the characters           belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/?action=view&amp;amp;current=starstruckbanner.jpg" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/starstruckbanner.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I  don’t know what to do, Will.  I’ve never seen my mom like this before,  it has me terrified.  She’s hardly eating, she doesn’t sleep, I hear her  crying in her room every night and she’s not even really talking to me.   I’ll be lucky if I can get two words out of her.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Willow put  an arm around her distressed friend.  “Maybe she should see a therapist  or something, it might help and if you don’t kill me for suggesting it, I  think you should do the same.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy shook her head.  “I don’t  need therapy, and it’s doubtful she would agree to that.  I haven’t  told Spike any of this, but he can tell something’s wrong whenever we  talk on the phone.  I just don’t want to worry him right now.  He’s only  been gone for a month and I’m already losing it, I didn’t think this  would be so hard.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “That’s what happens when you’re in love.   So I hear, anyway.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; This was the perfect opportunity for Buffy  to turn the subject off of her.  “You should really tell Xander how you  feel.  I’m still mad at him, but I think you guys would be good  together.  If he ever gets that stick out of his ass, of course.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Willow’s eyes widened.  “What do you mean?  I don’t have feelings for  Xander.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Please, Will, I’m not completely blind.  I see the  way you’ve been looking at him.  He needs to realize that I’ll never be  interested in him as more than a friend, but you are a total catch.   Sometimes we have to make the first move, guys are pretty dense.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  She let out a sigh.  “They’re so frustrating; I think Tara has the  right idea.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy had to agree with her there.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*  * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Well, would you look at that?  I just  stumbled across this magazine at my doctor’s office, and couldn’t help  noticing who was plastered all over the cover.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy rolled  her eyes.  “What are you on about now?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Cordelia grinned,  shoving the magazine in her face.  “Spike with Drusilla Edwards, the  former love of his life.  Or should I say current?  These pictures were  dated as being taken two weeks ago.  I’m sure it’s just a publicity  stunt, but they look pretty damn cozy to me.  I wouldn’t trust him, if I  were you.  The guy is sex on a stick; he can’t be faithful to one  woman, especially when she’s in another country.  I did warn you, after  all.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Wow, Cordy, this is just truly sad.  Jealousy does not  become you.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The brunette scoffed.  “Whatever, I’m just trying  to save you some heartache.  First the thing with your mom’s boyfriend,  and now this?  How much more could you possibly take before you just  snap?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy clenched her fists at her side.  “You really don’t  want to test that theory.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Yeah, I think I do.  This is my  fucking town, I owned this school way before you ever got here.  I was  supposed to be Spike’s girlfriend, being with him and starring in his  movie would have helped me finally become famous, but you took that away  from me.  You’re nothing but cheap trash, the kind that isn’t even fit  to lick his boots.  He’ll realize that soon enough, and you’re going to  end up all alone like the miserable whore you are.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Before  Buffy could stop herself, she pulled back her fist and clocked Cordelia  right in the face, causing the other girl to cry out, covering her now  bleeding nose.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “You stupid bitch!”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy was stunned,  taking a step back as a bunch of students started to form around them.   Without waiting for a teacher to make their presence known, Buffy ran in  the other direction, not stopping until she was clear of the building.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Running away didn’t  really solve anything, and Buffy was given a three day suspension, which  she would welcome right about now.  Except that meant spending even  more time with her mute mother, who couldn’t even manage to yell at her  for punching the head cheerleader.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; When she talked to Spike  later that night, Buffy kept the truth of what happened to herself, but  did bring up the photos of him with his ex-girlfriend.  As she expected,  he explained it was for publicity and that he hated having to pose with  Drusilla.  He made it very clear to the press that they were more than  over, but some people just hadn’t taken the hint yet.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She tried  to get some sleep, but that wasn’t likely to happen with the loud sobs  going on in the next room.  When would things ever get back to normal?   It was times like this where she missed Spike the most, and wished more  than anything that he was laying beside her.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * *  * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Those three days seemed to go by very slowly  for Buffy and at the end of her sentence, she was actually glad to be  returning to school.  There was only so much of her mother’s silence  that she could stand.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Man, Buff, you’re a legend.  Everyone  has wanted to put Cordy in her place, but never had the guts to do it.  I  bow down to you.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She took a drink of her soda, not about to  acknowledge his praise.  “Right, because punching a person in the face  is really something to be proud of.  No matter how much she may have  deserved it, what I did wasn’t cool and you’re an idiot for thinking it  was.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Xander nodded.  “Okay, I get it; you’re still pissed at  me.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “No, I’m not still pissed at you.  I’m not really anything  at you.  I’m too busy dealing with a practically comatose mother, a  boyfriend who I never get to see, and being suspended from school  because I can’t control my violent outbursts, to really think much about  being pissed at you.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He held his hands up in surrender, glad  when Willow finally showed up.  “So, Will, can I borrow your notes for  History class?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Something was wrong when Buffy entered her house later that day, only to  find the sight of her mother baking in the kitchen, a smile on her face  that she thought to never see again.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Mom, what’s going on?   Are you okay?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Everything is better now, sweetheart.  He’s  come to take us home,” Joyce explained, the smile still plastered all  over her features.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; That was the most her mother had spoken in  weeks, and before Buffy could ask what she meant, another presence  appeared behind her.  To say she was shocked would have been an  understatement.  “Dad?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <author>
      <name>Tammy</name>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 13</title>
    <published>2011-08-22T16:36:37Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-22T16:36:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lene, "Pants Up"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;              Starstruck&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:  small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;At such a young age, Spike is the hottest               actor around.  A visit to a high school changes everything     when    he        finally comes across the one girl he's been  searching    for,   but    she's   not    exactly what he expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):    &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):            &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;                 NC-17  &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the characters          belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/?action=view&amp;amp;current=starstruckbanner.jpg" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/starstruckbanner.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy cried out when Ted gripped her hard by the wrist, yanking her  upstairs and shoving her into her room, where her mother was tied to a  chair, a piece of cloth in her mouth.  Buffy ran to the older woman’s  side.  Her mom had cuts and bruises adorning her features, but she was  alive.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I’m so sorry, Mom.  I should have been here.”  She  turned back to Ted, a look of pure malice on her face.  “Why can’t you  just leave us alone?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He scowled at her.  “You don’t know how  awful it is to have to hide in your own town.  I knew I had to make you  pay, one way or another.  You have been a very bad girl, Buffy.  I think  your mother has a right to know what a little whore she raised.  I  installed a camera in here before I took off, and caught every nasty  little thing you did with that boy.  It was disgusting; you need to pay  for your sins.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “God, do you even listen to yourself?  It’s  nothing but bullshit, you killed a man and now you’re accusing me of  being a sinner?  You’re demented.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Ted shrugged, grabbing her  by the shirt and throwing her down on the bed.  “This is how it’s going  to be, little lady.”  He snatched up the knife that he left on her desk,  trailing the sharp blade down her cheek.  “To teach you a lesson, I’m  going to rape you while your mother watches.  Joyce will see that you  enjoy everything I do to you, therefore proving even more what a  complete slut her daughter is.  If you don’t cooperate, I’ll kill her  right in front of you.  And then, I will torture that boyfriend of yours  for daring to touch what is mine.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy spat in his face, not  about to let him intimidate her any longer.  “I was never yours, you  sick fuck!  You’re not touching me ever again.”  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He took a  step back, nodding after a moment.  “I see you wish to do this the hard  way.  So be it.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy screamed when Ted raised the weapon in  her mother’s direction, but before he could do anything, gunshots filled  the room and Ted dropped the knife, blood oozing out of two holes in  his chest, causing him to crash to the floor.  She was stunned, looking  up to see Spike in the doorway, a gun in his hand.  Buffy broke herself  out of her stupor and hurried over to her mother’s side, untying the  elder woman, who burst into tears as soon as she was free.  Buffy  wrapped her arms around Joyce, relieved that they were both safe.  Once  the crying died down a bit, she focused her attention on Spike, who  still looked shocked by what just happened.  Buffy stood up to move over  to him, taking the gun out of his hand.  “Where did you get this?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Spike broke out of his reverie at her concerned voice.  “I went back  out to the patrol car, found it on the floor.  Is he really dead?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy glanced back at Ted to see him in the same position; it didn’t  look like he would be going anywhere.  “I think so.” &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I’ve  killed a lot of people, but it’s never been real before.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “You  did it to save us, Spike.  There’s no telling what could have happened  if you didn’t show up when you did, and for that we’re very grateful,”  Buffy explained.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He took her in his arms, smothering kisses all  along her face to assure himself that she was all right.  &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Police barged through the house then, firearms raised as they stormed  the upstairs.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Is everyone okay?” &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike nodded.  “We  are now; he’s the one you want.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; One of the officers felt for a  pulse to determine that Ted was really dead, carrying him outside to be  taken to the local morgue.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I would like you all to come down  to the station; we just have a few questions to ask.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Can that  wait until tomorrow?” Spike wondered.  “It’s been a very stressful  night.  I think we could use some sleep right now.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The officer  nodded and left the house.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy pulled away from her  boyfriend after a few seconds, locating the camera that Ted admitted he  installed to spy on her, and crushing it under her foot.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*  * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “You can’t expect for me to leave now.   After everything that’s happened, I need to be here for you.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy shook her head.  “You have to go, this movie is really important  to you.  I’ll be fine; Ted’s not an issue anymore.  We told the police  everything that happened, and his death was a result of self defense.   There’s nothing more for you to do, you’re already behind schedule since  you chose to stay a few extra days.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Spike agreed, even though  he didn’t like it.  “As soon as filming is done, I’m coming straight  back here.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I have no doubts,” she replied.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “Okay,  time to head to the airport,” Angel told them.  “Are you coming with  us?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy gave Spike’s hand a squeeze as they left the hotel.   “No, I’ll be an even bigger spaz if I have to say goodbye at the  airport.  Besides, I promised my friends I would meet them at the  Bronze.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He hugged her one more time, kissing her lips sweetly.   “I’ll call as soon as I land.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; “I’ll be waiting.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Spike followed Angel to the car, and with one last look at his love, got  in after him.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She watched as they drove away, finally letting  the tears fall.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  “Come on, ladies, I’m dancing all by my lonesome out there.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;  Buffy let out a sigh.  “You go ahead, Will, I’m not in a dancing mood.”&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; “Are you sure?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She nodded.  “Yeah, one of us should be  having fun tonight.”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Willow got up to join Xander on the dance  floor, laughing at his crazy moves.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy still hadn’t forgiven  her friend for his remarks about Spike, and now realizing it was most  likely because he had feelings for her in the romantic sense, she was  finding it hard to be around him.  Her phone buzzed in her pocket, she  went to answer it to see that Spike left her a text message before he  boarded the plane, basically just saying how much he loved her.  The  next couple of months could not go by fast enough.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*  * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She entered the house to see her mom  sitting on the couch, watching some old movie.  Buffy sat beside her,  not knowing what to say.  Her mother hadn’t spoken much since what  happened with Ted, and Buffy was really beginning to worry about her.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; “Have you eaten anything yet?”&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Joyce remained silent,  only shaking her head.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Buffy stood up.  “I’ll make us  something, and that hot chocolate you love.  With those little  marshmallows, right?”  She left to the kitchen without waiting for a  response, not that she was expecting one.  Everything was becoming too  much for her, she covered her face and sobbed into her hands.  Buffy  thought things would start getting back to normal now that Ted was gone,  but some scars would take a lot longer to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:365164</id>
    <author>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 12</title>
    <published>2011-08-18T17:45:00Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-18T17:45:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Starstruck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;At such a young age, Spike is the hottest actor around. A visit to a high school changes everything when he finally comes across the one girl he&amp;#39;s been searching for, but she&amp;#39;s not exactly what he expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing(s): &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s): &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; None of the characters belong to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=osqvzn" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/5d6b4560e8fa76b162800a471a89e2901c26940b6f458be4cb3e35f764d1e406/P2WlxyVijxKvg25o8MZRUkMdsf-ah7h01hvXCaZagcnD-huals6oR0U1EVFtEAN7pkUXgQ:mcaNsNvzbJQiMshtzf0PdA" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;When&amp;rsquo;s your mum coming home?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy flung her head back to give him better access to her throat as he lavished her with kisses. &amp;ldquo;Not until later, I&amp;rsquo;d say we have at least five hours.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grinned, loving the sound of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t long before they were both entirely naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike sucked her nipples, lowering his hand down to her pussy and sliding three fingers into her, delighted by how wet she was already. His mouth met hers as he continued to thrust his digits inside, catching her scream when she came. He immediately replaced his fingers with his tongue, tasting every bit of her delectable juice. &amp;ldquo;Fuck, you&amp;rsquo;re delicious.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy shut her eyes as he ate her out, biting her bottom lip in the process. Nothing had ever felt so good before. &amp;ldquo;Please, need you inside,&amp;rdquo; she panted, surprised to even say that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was happy to oblige once he brought her off a second time, positioning his cock at her entrance and sliding home in one quick thrust. Spike crashed his lips to hers, pounding her into the mattress. For the next several minutes, all that could be heard were the sounds of their bodies slapping together, and heavy breathing. He buried his head against her neck, making his thrusts faster and roaring out his release a moment later, feeling her come undone right behind him. &amp;ldquo;I love you so much,&amp;rdquo; he whispered, pulling out of her after a few seconds. He moved to her side, wrapping his arms around her and feeling content when she rested her head on his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I love you, too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike gave her a squeeze, kissing the top of her head. There was no doubt in his mind that this was definitely where he belonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He strolled through the cafeteria without a care in the world, heading over to a specific table where Buffy was seated with her mates. Spike smiled when he reached his destination, handing over a bouquet of roses to a certain blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;For my beautiful costar,&amp;rdquo; he said, noticing the blush that tinted Tara&amp;rsquo;s cheeks. Spike then took one of the roses from the bouquet and gave it to Buffy. &amp;ldquo;For my beautiful girlfriend,&amp;rdquo; he claimed, a kiss to her lips following his gesture. Spike could sense envious stares on them from the rest of the student body, but his attention was only on the three women in front of him. He decided to take out another rose for Willow, not wanting her to feel left out. After giving Buffy an additional kiss, he cleared his throat before addressing the rest of the students, figuring it was time to make a statement. &amp;ldquo;I wanted to thank everyone for letting me use your lovely school these last few weeks. I really enjoyed my time here, and I do hope you all will like the movie when it comes out. It&amp;rsquo;s very close to my heart. If anyone is interested, I will be signing autographs in the gym after the final bell.&amp;rdquo; His declaration was followed by a burst of applause, sitting down to join the ladies until their lunch hour was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;What? I don&amp;rsquo;t get a flower?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike rolled his eyes at the appearance of Xander Harris, remembering him as one of Buffy&amp;rsquo;s friends, but also knew the bloke had a crush on his girl. It seemed Buffy was oblivious to it, though. &amp;ldquo;Sorry, mate, you&amp;rsquo;re just not pretty enough.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander sat down at the table. &amp;ldquo;So, guess you&amp;rsquo;ll be leaving us soon, huh?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike pulled Buffy closer to his side, glaring at the boy. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s only temporary; I&amp;rsquo;ll be back before you know it. Have a very important reason for sticking around now,&amp;rdquo; he remarked, kissing her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Xander&amp;rsquo;s turn to roll his eyes. &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re out of your league here, bleach boy. The small town life will never be enough for you; I don&amp;rsquo;t want my friend getting hurt when you realize that and come to your senses.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Xander, that&amp;rsquo;s enough,&amp;rdquo; Buffy spoke up. &amp;ldquo;My relationship is none of your business.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shrugged. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m just looking out for you, Buffster. How do you know you can really trust this guy? You&amp;rsquo;re vulnerable right now, and he&amp;rsquo;s just taking advantage.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Excuse me, but &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; guy is sitting right here. If you have something to say to me, say it to my face.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fine, I don&amp;rsquo;t think you&amp;rsquo;re good enough for her,&amp;rdquo; Xander spat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike noticed that everyone in the cafeteria was now focused on them, but wouldn&amp;rsquo;t lower himself to this wanker&amp;rsquo;s level. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t really care what you think of me, all that matters is what she thinks. If she wants to be with me, there&amp;rsquo;s really nothing you can do about it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy placed a calming hand on his arm. &amp;ldquo;Let&amp;rsquo;s go for a walk, I&amp;rsquo;ve suddenly lost my appetite.&amp;rdquo; She pulled Spike up, scowling at Xander as they left the cafeteria, and feeling satisfied when she heard Willow smack him across the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry about that. I don&amp;rsquo;t know what his problem is,&amp;rdquo; Buffy explained when they got outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I do, the bloke has a thing for you. He&amp;rsquo;s just lucky I save all the fighting for my films, you don&amp;rsquo;t know how badly I wanted to hit him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shook her head. &amp;ldquo;Xander doesn&amp;rsquo;t think of me that way, he&amp;rsquo;s just a friend.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike chuckled, leading her over to a nearby bench. &amp;ldquo;Oh, love, you are so adorably dense. Trust me, he thinks of you as more than a friend. The moron is too busy lusting after you to notice that Red has it bad for him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes widened. &amp;ldquo;Wait, Willow has a crush on Xander? How could I not know this? We usually tell each other everything.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shrugged. &amp;ldquo;She probably didn&amp;rsquo;t say anything because of his crush on you, but I&amp;rsquo;m generally good at detecting these things.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Obviously, you&amp;rsquo;ve only been here for a little over a month and you seem to know my friends better than I do.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike kissed her pout away, guiding her head to his shoulder. &amp;ldquo;I just have good instincts, but that doesn&amp;rsquo;t mean you don&amp;rsquo;t know all the important stuff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She agreed, deciding that a change of subject was in order. &amp;ldquo;You leave in two days, is it possible to miss you already?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s very possible, because I&amp;rsquo;m missing the hell out of you right now. Just keep in mind that this isn&amp;rsquo;t the end, love. I&amp;rsquo;m not losing touch with you again. I plan on writing every other day; we still have phone calls and e-mail. It&amp;rsquo;ll be as if I never left. Perhaps I can even introduce you to the joys of phone sex.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy laughed, snuggling up to him. &amp;ldquo;Something to look forward to.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made it back to her house later that night, after hours of love making in his hotel room, but instantly knew that something was very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy had a habit of waving to the officer who was parked on her street, it was always a different guy, but this time felt off. She broke away from Spike and ran to the patrol car, covering her mouth in shock as tears filled her eyes. He was slumped over in the passenger seat, with a slit throat and no signs of life. When realization struck, her eyes widened. &amp;ldquo;Mom!&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike stopped her from storming the house, wrapping an arm around her. &amp;ldquo;You don&amp;rsquo;t know what you&amp;rsquo;ll be walking into.&amp;rdquo; He grabbed the walkie talkie from the car, flipping a switch. &amp;ldquo;If anyone can hear me, we need back up over at 1630 Revello Drive. An officer is down, and there could be a hostage inside the house.&amp;rdquo; There was no answer, but Spike had to hope that help was on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t wait for the police to get here. Mom could be hurt, there&amp;rsquo;s no telling what he&amp;rsquo;s doing to her.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Spike knew what happened, Buffy shoved him away and rushed to her house as if the devil himself was after her. He silently cursed, and then took off after her. He caught up to her before she went inside, taking her hand in his as they both entered together, only to find that the power was cut off. Spike could feel how badly Buffy was shaking and prayed more than anything to get her through this, but she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have to do it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;She&amp;rsquo;s probably upstairs,&amp;rdquo; Buffy whispered. &amp;ldquo;If Ted has done anything to her, I&amp;rsquo;ll fucking kill him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike was taken aback by her murderous tone, but it was utterly justified in this situation. He was too busy focusing on Buffy to notice the presence behind him, until a frying pan smashed over his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy gasped when her boyfriend fell to the floor unconscious, glancing up to see Ted standing over him with a vicious expression on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Beg to differ, little lady.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:spuffyness:364800</id>
    <author>
      <name>Tammy</name>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 11</title>
    <published>2011-08-16T17:08:54Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-16T17:08:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nina Gordon, "Tonight and the Rest of My Life"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;            Starstruck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;  At such a young age, Spike is the hottest             actor around.  A visit to a high school changes everything   when    he        finally comes across the one girl he's been searching   for,   but    she's   not    exactly what he expected. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):    &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):          &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;               NC-17  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the characters        belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/starstruckbanner.jpg" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &amp;ldquo;Hey, where did you get off to this morning?  I woke up and found you  gone,&amp;rdquo; Spike said with a pout.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy stopped to look at him,  taking in a deep breath.  &amp;ldquo;Sorry, I had to get to school after assuring  my mother that I was still alive.  I forgot to call her last night and  didn&amp;rsquo;t have the heart to wake you before I left; I knew that would have  only made me later.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He raised his eyebrows, not completely  believing that was the only reason.  &amp;ldquo;Are you all right?  You don&amp;rsquo;t  regret what happened, do you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;No, but I really should get to  class now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike grabbed her arm before she could take off  again.  &amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s wrong?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy ran her fingers through her hair,  deciding to just be honest with him.  &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t you think we&amp;rsquo;re moving  kind of fast?  Sure, we&amp;rsquo;ve known each other since we were kids, but a  lot has changed.  We&amp;rsquo;re not the same people anymore, and I think we need  to slow things down a bit.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Where was this attitude last  night?  I thought we were on the same page, love.  You said you wanted  to be with me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She nodded.  &amp;ldquo;I do, but I think we should take a  break, at least until you come back.  If we still want to be together  then, we&amp;rsquo;ll make it work.  I just feel like we&amp;rsquo;re rushing everything,  what with you choosing to give up your career just because we suddenly  found each other again.  Normal people don&amp;rsquo;t make that kind of decision  over night, Spike.  I feel like I would be holding you back and you may  not think so now, but you could end up resenting me for it.  You need to  take more time to really think about what you want.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t  understand any of this.  I already know what I want; it seems to me that  I&amp;rsquo;m not the one confused here.  You&amp;rsquo;re running scared again, and you&amp;rsquo;re  using the fact I&amp;rsquo;m going back to London as an excuse to hide how you  really feel.  Do you want us to see other people while I&amp;rsquo;m gone; is that  what this is about?  A test to see if I&amp;rsquo;ll really stay true to you?   Fine, but whether you like it or not, I&amp;rsquo;m going to London with the  knowledge that I have a girlfriend in the states waiting for me.  That&amp;rsquo;s  exactly what I plan on telling anyone who asks, you can just do  whatever the hell you want.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy felt tears in her eyes when  he walked away, wondering if she did the right thing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*  * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s leaving in a week, Will, and he&amp;rsquo;s  hardly said anything to me.  Am I making a huge mistake?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Willow shrugged, seeing how hurt her friend was and wishing she knew  what to say to make her feel better.  &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know what to tell you,  Buffy, but I do know that you&amp;rsquo;ve been a lot happier since he got here.  I  haven&amp;rsquo;t seen you really smile like that in a long time.  You love him;  anyone can see that, I think you&amp;rsquo;re just scared of what it means.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  She let out a sigh.  &amp;ldquo;You sound like him; I just don&amp;rsquo;t know what to do.   I&amp;rsquo;ve spent the last few months feeling like I was worthless, that I  deserved everything Ted did to me.  He made me feel like he was the only  one I could rely on, that no one else could ever love me.  It got so  bad that I actually started to believe everything he said, and then  Spike comes along.  This amazing guy who took notice of me before he  even knew who I really was, he made me feel things that I didn&amp;rsquo;t know  were possible.  I&amp;rsquo;m just so terrified of losing him when he goes back to  England, that&amp;rsquo;s why I figured it would be safer to just end things now.   He could go off for a couple of months, meet someone else and realize  that I&amp;rsquo;m not the one he wants.  The guy could get anyone; I&amp;rsquo;m just  finding it hard to believe that he would actually choose me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &amp;ldquo;And here I was thinking you were a smart bird, my mistake.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Buffy turned at the voice in her doorway, startled to see Spike standing  there.  &amp;ldquo;How did you get in here?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He shrugged, stepping into  her room.  &amp;ldquo;You hide the spare key in the same place you used to.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Willow picked up her books, giving him a small smile.  &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll just let  you two talk.  See you later, Buffy.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She tucked a lock of  blonde hair behind her ear when Willow retreated, not knowing how to  start this particular conversation, but Spike decided to break the ice.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Is that really what you believe?  You honestly have no idea what  you mean to me, do you?  When I first moved to LA, I absolutely hated  it.  I thought I could never fit in there, until a little angel came  over to me out of nowhere.  You befriended me when no one else would,  made me realize that living there wasn&amp;rsquo;t all bad.  As we got older, my  feelings for you continued to grow and I started to look at you  differently.  I no longer only thought of you as a friend, but I knew  there was no way I could tell you that.  We were just kids, and you  probably would have thought I was crazy.  The truth of it was, I fell in  love with you at first sight and when I found out we were moving away, I  was distraught at the idea of never seeing you again.  I played it cool  for you, but I was so upset.  It was never my intention to lose touch  with you, and I regret that every day.  We have a real second chance  here, pet.  I don&amp;rsquo;t know about you, but I&amp;rsquo;m not willing to throw that  away.  I didn&amp;rsquo;t think it was possible, but I love you even more now.  To  see the woman you&amp;rsquo;ve become, and know that I&amp;rsquo;m the lucky bloke who gets  to be with you.  So, no, I won&amp;rsquo;t have any regrets.  Being an actor may  have been a dream for me, but you are a once in a lifetime opportunity.   I never once doubted that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy was sobbing uncontrollably  at his speech and before she knew it, she threw herself in his arms,  crying against his chest and feeling content when he wrapped her in his  strong embrace.  &amp;ldquo;I love you,&amp;rdquo; she whispered, holding him tighter.  &amp;ldquo;I  always have, and I&amp;rsquo;ll be here when you get back.  If anyone asks, I&amp;rsquo;ll  tell them all about my wonderful boyfriend.&amp;rdquo; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He laughed,  kissing her tears away.  &amp;ldquo;If anyone can make this relationship work, it  would be us.  I love you, baby.  It&amp;rsquo;s just you and me now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She  pulled away, gracing him with a smile.  &amp;ldquo;I can live with that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <author>
      <name>Tammy</name>
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    <title>Spuffy Arts</title>
    <published>2011-08-13T18:17:11Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-13T18:17:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eisley, "Ten Cent Blues"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's been a while since I've made anything Spuffy, but couldn't resist after seeing these pictures;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/spuffy-3.jpg" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/spuffy3-3.jpg" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Artwork/spuffy2-3.jpg" loading="lazy" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:90%;display:block;margin:0pt auto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float:left" class=""&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221);background:none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(221, 221, 221);color:rgb(0, 0, 0);text-align:center;margin:2px;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238);background:none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(238, 238, 238);padding:10px;margin:2px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img width="100" height="100" src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Icons/tumblr_lpev0wBP8p1qzc22mo1_500.jpg" alt="" /&gt; 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    <title>Sleepovers and Pretzels Chapter Two: The Dance</title>
    <published>2011-08-13T00:36:16Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-13T00:36:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nothing, watching The Simpsons</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Title: Sleepovers and Pretzels&lt;br /&gt;Rating:&amp;nbsp;PG13&lt;br /&gt;Pairings: Spuffy, Willow/Tara, Faith/Oz, Riley/Harmony, Devon/Cordelia, Xander/Anya, Angel/Cordelia&lt;br /&gt;Spoilers: It helps if you've seen up to season 6, but it's AU so not required. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chapter Two: The Dance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The following week, the dance  was getting underway. Spike was a little late picking Buffy up. He had  wanted to make himself perfect for her. He knew it wasn't completely  possible, but he hoped that she'd like it just the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy  answered the door, and grinned at him. She was wearing a long, fushia  colored dress, it was gorgeous, and resembled a formal ball gown. She  said, ''I'm ready to go, Spike.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike led her to his red  convertible, and they climbed in. He drove the ten minutes to the  school, and they joined his friends once they got there. Spike kept his  hand on the small of her back, and took her around the different groups  he knew, to introduce her. Then he joined Riley and his date, Amy,  Xander and Anya, Angel and Cordy, and Oz and Faith. Willow and Tara were  with some other girls that they knew. Buffy gave Faith a hug, and tried  to get along with everyone. Not long after Spike and Buffy joined the  group, Devon walked up with his date, Harmony. He and Angel had decided  to just switch dates after he and Cordelia had broken up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riley  was watching Spike trying not to be too Spike with Buffy. Spike was  truly a nice guy, the popular jock guy wasn't who he really was. Spike  was still the eight-year-old boy who had hung out with Buffy and her  friends. He was trying to be cool and aloof, but Riley could tell that  Spike really liked her. He didn't want to lose his friends because of  this, but he wanted to be with her. Riley could tell that his best bud  was conflicted. Riley didn't care if Spike wanted to date Buffy, he was a  nice guy too, who hung out with the popular crowd. Spike and Riley were  best friends for a reason. They were the only two really nice people in  their group of friends. Harmony, Cordy, Anya, Xander, Angel, and Devon  weren't nice people at all. No one really knew if Oz was or not because  no one really knew Oz. He just always there. He was a quiet guy who  didn't talk much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cordelia was on Angel's arm and  pretending that she was listening to him talk about the football team,  but she was really watching Spike trying not to flirt with Buffy.  Cordelia didn't like Buffy, and she was only pretending to because of  the &amp;quot;ask a freak&amp;quot; thing. She didn't like the fact that Spike actually  was starting to like Buffy, because she knew that the rest of the group  would accept her because Spike would be dating her, but she knew she  wouldn't. She really did want to go out with Spike. She didn't love him  or anything, she just wanted to date him. Cordelia was not a nice  person, she really was the catty, popular, cheerleader girl that she was  in public. She glared inwardly at Buffy, and on her face, she wore a  smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith was trying to talk, so people would see how  she really was, so she would stop being picked on so much. She was  talking to Oz and Harmony, while watching Buffy trying to get Spike to  notice her. ''So, Oz, where does your band play, so I can come and see  you?'' Faith asked. They looked couply, even though neither one liked  each other that way. Oz had his arm draped over Faith's shoulders.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oz  said, ''Mainly the Bronze. Sunnydale's a small place, there's really  nowhere else to play. Devon knows some people in LA, though, so we've  played some clubs there.'' It was the most he'd ever said when he was  with more people than just Devon or Faith.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harmony said,  ''This dance would be so much better if it could have been at the  Bronze. I hate our gym, and they never get it decorated right.'' She  made a face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith said, ''No, I like it. It's really  pretty.'' The gym was decorated kind of cheeply, but it could be  considered pretty. It was the Homecoming Dance, and the committee had  gone with a romantic thirties movies kind of thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy  left the group to go get a drink from the punch bowl. Spike had offered  to get it for her, but she had told him she would get it herself. Cordy  followed her. Buffy tried to smile at her. She and Cordy had been  friends in junior high, and then Cordy had turned into cheerleader gal.  She said, ''Hey, Cordy.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cordelia had her arms crossed,  and she did not look happy. ''You had better not go out with Spike  again. I want to date him, and I am tired of things being in my way. You  will not date Spike again.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy finished pouring her  punch. ''Excuse me? If Spike wants to date me again, it's really none of  your business. I'm not saying that he will, but if he does, it has  nothing to do with you.'' She itched to dump the cup on Cordelia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cordelia  said, ''Ha. Spike Giles, wanting to date you? Whatever.'' She added,  ''You're a freak now, Buffy. Spike is the all American guy who isn't.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It  happened quickly. Buffy took the cup and dumped the punch over Cordy's  head. She then dropped the cup on the floor. She didn't say anything,  just glared at her and left. She went back to Spike and said, ''Let's  go. I don't care where.'' She didn't want to stay at the dance, and  pretend that she and Cordy could be friends after that little scene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike looked at her. ''OK, that's fine.'' He made his excuses and followed her out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After  Buffy and Spike left, Oz and Faith left the group to go hang out alone.  Faith was starting to find herself liking Oz. She had liked the way she  felt so comfortable with his arm around her, and just being, together.  They went outside to the Quad to hang on the benches in the courtyard.  Faith took a look at him. He really did look cute. She settled back in  his arms, and said, ''I'm glad that you asked me to the dance, Oz. I  really have had a good time so far, even with having to talk to my doofy  brother.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oz smiled at her. ''Angel's not really that  bad. He just is saying that stuff because he doesn't want anyone dating  you. He wants to protect you.'' Angel had actually told Oz this. He  didn't want Faith to get hurt, and he also didn't want her to know, nor  anyone else. He had a funny way of showing it, but he did love his  sister.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith didn't believe this. ''Whatever. Angel's a  jerk to me at home. I don't care, though. If he wants to not be friends,  then I don't want to be friends with him.'' She changed the subject.  ''So, do I get a kiss out of this date?'' She asked, surprising Oz and  herself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oz looked at her, surveying whether she was  serious or not. He thought she was cute, and might want to kiss her. He  shrugged. ''I guess so.'' He leaned towards her and placed a kiss on  her. They kissed until they had run out of breath, and they were both  surprised that they felt the sparkage. Oz said, ''Wow.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith  nodded. ''Yeah, wow, Oz.'' She couldn't believe how powerful that kiss  had been, and she wanted more. She leaned forward and kissed him again,  and they really got down to business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Angel and  Cordelia were arguing about Spike. ''Cordy, I don't want to hear about  Buffy and Spike! If he wants to date her, it's none of my business! Whom  I do care about is you, and why you keep talking about it. Spike isn't  your boyfriend. I am supposed to be your boyfriend. You're going out  with me, remember?'' He spat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cordelia folded her arms.  ''Angel, yes, you are my boyfriend. However, we've only been dating for a  week. I can't be expected to immediately give up my crush on Spike just  like that! I am Cordelia Chase, one of the most popular girls in  school, and I have to spread myself around. I can't just date one boy at  a time, I should be dating several guys at once.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angel  got angry. ''If that's how you feel, Cordelia, you can date the several  guys instead of me. I am not sharing you with anyone, and if that's how  you feel, I'm out of here.'' He turned and left the dance, making  Cordelia very angry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Spike and Buffy were  hanging out in the park. They were talking about Buffy's friends. ''Will  and Tara are pretty cool. Will hasn't changed much since we were kids,  except for the fact that she's dating Tara. And Tara's always gone to  school with us, we just never knew it because she's always been so  quiet. And Faith is still so awesome. She's my best friend. I don't know  where I would be without her. We like hanging with your dad in the  library. He's pretty cool, you know.'' Buffy finished, coming up for  air.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike had his arm around her, and he felt quite  relaxed. Riley had given him a smile as they had left, and Spike knew  that meant he was OK with Buffy. ''My dad is not cool, Buff. He just  isn't. Ever since my mom died, he's been real quiet, and doesn't talk to  me about anything. I'd really like to be able to tell him stuff, but he  would totally judge me and whatever. He's a complete parp.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  two were joined by Xander and Anya, who had also left the dance for  some fresh air. They were draped all over each other. Xander said,  ''Man, you guys missed it. Angel and Cordelia got into this huge  arguement about you guys. Cordy's mad because Spike came with you,  Buffy, and Angel was yelling at her for it. He said he was tired of  hearing about you all, and that &lt;i&gt;he's&lt;/i&gt; supposed to be her boyfriend, it was horrible.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anya  nodded. ''It's all I'm going to hear about at school on Monday. Stupid  Cordelia. I so tire of hearing how wonderful you are, as I've already  told you, and now it's going to be worse. Everyone can tell you like  her, and now Cordelia is going to be campaigning more than ever to get  you to like her.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy turned to Spike. ''You like me?''  She asked incredulously. She hadn't known that he really and truly  liked her. She had wondered why he'd asked her to the dance, but she had  never thought that it was because he liked her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  looked up. ''I think you guys had better get wherever you're going,  because I will kill you if you don't.'' He glared at them until they  went back across the street to the school's frontyard. He then turned to  Buffy. ''I guess I do like you a bit. But let's take it slow. I don't  want to mess anything up.'' He told her, and she beamed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They spent the rest of the night trying to get to know each other as they were now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  following Monday, Cordelia met Anya and Harmony at her locker, and she  looked livid. She had gotten over the fact that she and Angel weren't  dating rather quickly. It was the Spike thing she was still angry about.  ''I can't believe he likes that freak instead of me.'' She fumed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harmony  had actually gotten on quite well with Devon, so she didn't have the  paitence for Cordelia's crush on Spike. ''Who cares, Cordy? I know we're  not supposed to like her and whatever, but Spike's our friend. If he  wants to date a freak, let him. He made it cool to date freaks by  hanging out with her the week before the dance. So get over it.'' She  turned to leave them, to go find Devon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anya quite agreed  with Harm. ''I agree with Harm, Cordy. Give it a rest. Go make up with  Angel and get over it. Angel's much cuter and buffer than Spike anyway,  and you'll be much better off in the long run. I'm going to go and find  Oz and Faith. I want to ask them something.'' She turned and left,  leaving Cordelia alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oz and Faith were making out by  Oz's locker. Once they had started the kissing, they'd barely been able  to stop. Faith had forgotten all about Xander, and Oz had forgotten all  about Willow. Anya cleared her throat loudly when she had joined them.  Oz stopped kissing Faith, and they both breathed deeply. ''Hey, An.'' Oz  said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anya said, ''I have a question for you two. You  both observe things more than I do. Do you think Xander was flirting  with anyone last night? Like say, Harmony?'' She had actually worried  about this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith pushed back a long lock of dark hair.  ''I didn't think he was. He was talking to her and Devon, more than  anyone else, but no, I don't think that he was flirting with her.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anya said, ''Thank you very much. You may continue what you were doing.'' She turned down the hall and went to find Xander.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy  was walking into school with Willow and Tara, and was smiling. She and  Spike had spent the last two nights on the phone together, talking about  everything. She was very happy about how things were going. He hadn't  asked her to go steady yet, but she had a feeling it was going to be  happening soon. ''Man, you guys, I am so happy.'' She said out of  nowhere; Tara had been talking about Othello.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Willow  grinned. ''Were you makin' with the smoochies with Spike yesterday?''  She hadn't seen Buffy since the dance. She and Tara had spent the  weekend together, because they had figured that things had gone well  with Buffy and Spike, and also with Faith and Oz. They had given their  friends some space.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy shook her head. ''We haven't  been doing that, but we've been talking on the phone a lot. I think he  might really like me!''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <author>
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    <title>Sleepovers and Pretzels Chapter One</title>
    <published>2011-08-12T00:14:13Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-12T00:14:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>watching Better off Dead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Title:&amp;nbsp;Sleepovers and Pretzels&lt;br /&gt;Pairings: Spuffy, Willow./Tara, Faith/Oz, Xander/Anya, Angel/Cordelia, Riley/Harmony, Devon/Cordelia, and I think that's all for this fic. The sequel has more. &lt;br /&gt;Rating: M &lt;br /&gt;Spoilers: It helps if you have seen at least through season 6, but it's not required, this fic is AU. &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Buffy and Spike go to the same school, and have all their lives. Then high school arrives and they are no longer in the same group of friends. Spike is a popular jock, and Buffy is an outsider. More chapters will be posted soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer: OK. I am a big Spuffy fan, and I wanted to write a  story in which they're able to be together. It's an AU fic, but please  enjoy anyway. Of course there's other characters from BTVS, don't be  daft... R&amp;amp;R please. Anything that is known to be someone else's  isn't mine. Read on!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sleepovers &amp;amp; Pretzels&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By Julia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy  Anne Summers was not a popular girl. She and her best friends Willow  Rosenburg and Faith Davenport always hung out alone. Buffy had a crush  on the most popular guy in the school, Spike Giles. It was hard to  believe he was a librarian's son. Spike was on the basketball team, the  football team, the baseball team; he was an all American guy, 'cept he  was from England. He'd moved to Sunnydale when he was six. He had this  group of guys that he always hung with: Xander Harris, Angel Davenport,  (yep, Faith's brother) Riley Finn, David Osbourne, aka Oz, and Devon  Smith. They were all jocks and had the attention of all the girls in the  school. Spike had the eye of everyone, including Buffy and her friends'  worst enemy, Cordelia Chase. Cordy and her best friend Harmony Kendall  had been working to get herself Spike for ages. So far, it hadn't been  working.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a sunny afternoon in Buffy's first  semester of her sophomore year. She and Willow and Faith were sitting in  the Quad during lunch. Buffy was staring at Spike, sitting with his  friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith glared at her twin. ''God, why was I cursed with such a boring twin brother?'' She groused.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Willow  sipped her cola. ''Sorry. These things happen to the best of us.''  Willow was an outcast because of her relationship with her girlfriend,  Tara.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy crossed her feet underneath the table, wishing  she could be crossing them with Spike's... ''I know, Faith. It totally  sucks. At least Angel's sort of a hottie.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith said, ''Don't even try that, Buff. You know darn well you've got a crush on Spike.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy  blushed as he walked by, followed by Riley. She nodded. ''I know, he's  just so cute! How could I not?'' She asked her two friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander,  Angel, Devon, and Oz were talking about Spike now that he and Riley had  left. Xander was saying, ''I don't know why everybody thinks Spike's so  hott.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angel said, ''Spike's our friend. We shouldn't talk about him like that.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Devon  smirked. ''Yeah, Spike's our bud, but I've wondered that myself. Why  should he get all the attention of all the hott chicks?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angel said, ''Well, Spike may have more girls crushing on him, but we all get girls.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander said, ''Yeah, because we &lt;i&gt;know &lt;/i&gt;him. Not because we're us.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oz  was staring at Willow, whom he couldn't have because she was a lesbian.  He wished she wasn't. She was very cute. ''I don't know about you guys,  but I don't want a lot of girls.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riley joined them  again, without Spike. He was seen as the other hottest guy in their  group. He and Spike got the most girls. This seemed fitting, since they  were best friends. (Xander and Angel were best friends, and Devon and Oz  liked to hang a lot.) ''Yeah, Oz, you just want the lesbian.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angel drank his Code Red Mountain Dew. ''She's apart of the freak group, so even if she wasn't a dyke, she wouldn't date Oz.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riley said, ''I dunno, Buffy wants to date Spike. Who says Rosenburg wouldn't date Oz?'' He took a sip of his Coke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander smirked. ''Summers can want Spike all she wants. She'll never get him.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  jock in question was walking into the school, to go to the library to  talk to his father. Rupert Giles was the school's librarian. Spike  wanted to ask his dad about going out with the team for pizza. His  father was a little stuffy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Giles (as most called him) was sitting at the table, researching something. ''Oh, hello, William.'' he said at his son's entry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike grimaced at his real name. ''Hey, Dad, I wanted to ask you something.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Giles cleaned his glasses and got up, so he could have a better conversation. ''What's up, son?'' He asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  said, ''I was just wondering if you minded me going to get pizza with  the team later.'' He paused, and added, ''I'll get home in time to do my  homework.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Giles shrugged. He felt so far out of touch  with his son. William had been very poetic and intelligent growing up,  and now his marks weren't as great, since it wasn't &amp;quot;cool&amp;quot; to be smart.  ''Sure, William, I don't mind.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike smiled. ''Thanks,  Dad. I'll see you later.'' He left the library, glad to get away.  Spike's mother had died when he was very young. Since then, he and his  father hadn't been very close.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After school, Buffy, Willow,  Faith, and Tara were walking to Buffy's to do homework. Later, they'd  try the Bronze. See who was hanging there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tara held  Willow's hand and was silent. She was a quiet girl; didn't say a lot  when she and Will were around Buffy and Faith. Now, she said, ''Faith,  Angel and Riley are following us. Why?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith looked back.  It was true. Riley and Angel were following pretty close. ''Don't mind  my doofy brother. He's prolly just going to try to tease us or  something.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy glanced at Riley. ''Riley's staring at your butt, Faith. Maybe he's got a crush on you.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith  rolled her brown eyes. Her long brown hair was curly and silky. ''No  way. We're the &amp;quot;freaks.&amp;quot; Why would Riley Finn like me?'' She asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Willow  smiled at her friend. She had had a crush on Faith a couple of years  ago, and she always took it personally when Faith called herself a  freak. ''Because, Faith, you're funny, and cute, and great.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith  was holding Buffy's hand; they felt safer. Some weird guys crossed  there all the time. ''Who cares? Riley won't. I'm not seen as a real  great catch.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy said, ''None of us are, Will. They just see us as freaks.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  girls split up when they neared Buffy's. Tara and Willow were going to  drop their stuff at Will's. Then they'd head for Buffy's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith  climbed Buffy's stairs to her bedroom, carrying her heavy bookbag. She  placed it on Buffy's floor. ''What are we gonna do for that music  project? We have to write a song.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy placed her own  bookbag on the floor by Faith's. ''I'm not sure. I'm a good writer, but I  don't know if I could write a song.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her best friend  sighed. ''I can't, either. I bet you five million dollars that Will and  Tara will write love songs to each other.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of the devils, they came up the stairs. Willow said, ''OK, guys. Songwriting time. What are we gonna write about?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy  shrugged. ''Faith and I were just talking about that. We're not sure if  we can write a song. What did you two have in mind?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Willow got excited. ''I was going to write a song about how the school is so material driven. What do you think, Buff?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy and Faith looked at each other and laughed. Buffy said, ''You owe me five million dollars, Faith.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith  said, ''Well, as soon as I get five million dollars, B, I'll head your  way. I'm not B, Will, but I think that's a great idea. Maybe I'll write  about how there's more to me than everyone sees. Everyone in this town  but you guys thinks I'm trash.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy put an arm around  her best friend. ''No, they don't, Faith. You can't think that way.  Angel comes from the same place you do. They don't think he's trash.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith  nodded. ''I know they don't. But I am seen that way. It's not just that  I dress the way I dress, it's the fact that Angel tells people I put  out and stuff.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tara was shocked. ''You don't! How could he say that? He's your twin brother!''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While  Buffy and Co. were talking, a few doors down, Spike was entertaining  his own friends. Riley and Xander had gone to see him. They were going  to chill before going to the pizza place. Riley was sipping some soda.  ''So, Spike, Buffy Summers was staring at you today.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike rolled his blues. ''I don't care. Buffy Summers is not the greatest girl in the universe. She's a freak.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander  shrugged. ''I don't know, she's actually pretty hott. If she didn't  hang with the lesbos and the tramp, she could be pretty popular.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  shook his head. ''No way, mate. She hangs with them for a reason. She  tried to hang with Cordelia, Harmony, and Anya when we started school  last year, but Cordy said she's really weird.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riley  finished off his Code Red. ''Spike, you used to be best friends with the  freaks. They can't have changed that much since junior high.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  doorbell rang, and Giles answered it. It was Anya, Xander's girlfriend.  She went right on up to Spike's room after saying a quick hello to  Giles. ''Hey guys. Xander!'' She kissed Xander hello.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  nodded at her. ''Hello, An. You going with us to the pizza parlor?'' He  didn't dislike Anya, yet he didn't like her, either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anya  shrugged. ''Maybe. I might have better things to do.'' She wasn't sure  about Spike. She didn't know if she liked him or not. He was kind of  hard to get to know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander looked at his girlfriend. ''Anya, you know you're going.'' He loved his girlfriend quite a lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anya sighed. ''Yes. My friends will all be there. Cordy and Harmony are going to be there, to stare at Spike.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike sighed. ''Great. Dad says I can hang, finally, and Cordelia and Harmony will be there.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riley  shrugged. ''Cordy and Harm are hott. What's your problem, man?'' He  liked Cordy, and wanted to date her. But even if she never got with  Spike, Angel liked her too, and he had seen her first. Besides, she and  Devon kind of had a thing going, but they weren't real exclusive,  because Devon had a lot of prospects.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike sighed again.  ''Cordelia Chase and Harmony Kendall are totally without. They could be  good friends if they'd stop hitting on me all the time.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anya  loved her friends, but she was tired of hearing how hott Spike was.  Especially when she had Xander. ''I do tire of hearing how perfect and  wonderful you are.'' Anya told him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike grabbed some  money from a secret stash in his sock drawer. He sold drugs to get his  money; no one knew, not even Riley, who was his closest friend. He  didn't smoke the drugs, just sold them. He got up. ''Well, let's go,  before Rupert comes up here to bug us.'' Spike hardly ever called his  father ''Dad.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The group went in Riley's car, though  Sunnydale was a small town, they could have walked. They found the usual  gang: Angel, Oz, Devon, Cordy, and Harmony. They joined their friends'  table. Angel gave Spike some skin. ''Hey, dude. The rest of the team  left to go to the Bronze. We stayed 'cause ya'll weren't here yet.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander  settled in next to Anya. ''So, we need to talk about the dance coming  up. Devon, you're taking Cordy, Angel, you're taking Harm, I'll be  taking Anya, Oz, unless you want to go with Faith, you'll be alone.  Remeber, two of us have to take freaks. Spike, you should take  Summers.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oz shrugged. ''I can ask Faith. She's actually  pretty cool. She's a pretty fierce girl when it comes to math.'' He and  Faith were in several classes together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike threw up his hands. ''Fine. But for the dance after this, I am SO getting a girlfriend.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  next day, Spike decided there was no time like the present for asking  Buffy to the dance. He watched as Oz asked Faith, convincing her that he  liked her. Spike sighed. They did this ''ask a freak'' thing every  other dance; you'd think the girls would catch on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He went to Buffy's locker, hoping this would be easy and quick. If Buffy truly liked him, it should be. ''Summers.'' He said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy  was fidgeting with her stuff and didn't hear him approach. She jumped  at her name. ''Hi, Spike. Oh my God. Spike Giles is talking to me.''  Then she wanted to die. ''I can't believe that I just said that out  loud. You know you're talking to me.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike ignored what  she said, and said what he'd come to say. ''Well, there's a dance coming  up, and I was hoping you'd go with me.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy was rendered speechless. She could hardly believe it! ''Um, yeah, I would really like that.'' She sputtered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The blond jock grinned. ''Well, then, luv, I'll see you later.'' He kissed her hand and hurried off down the long hallway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As Buffy was rejoycing, Faith joined her. ''I just got a date for the dance! Oz asked me!'' Faith squealed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy hugged her. ''That's great, Faith! Spike Giles asked me.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They  squealed over this and went to meet Willow and Tara in the student  lounge before school started. Willow smiled at Buffy. ''I saw Spike  talking to you. What did he want?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy smiled back. ''He wanted to ask me to the dance! And Oz asked Faith!'' She and Faith sat down across from their friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tara smiled back at her friends. ''I'm so glad for you guys.'' She brushed her long blonde hair away from her face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Willow asked, ''So they don't mind going with what they call the &amp;quot;dyke&amp;quot; couple?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith shrugged. ''Oz won't. He's really laid back and open-minded for a jock.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tara was surprised. ''Oz is a jock?'' She looked at Willow, who shook her head. She hadn't known this, either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy nodded. ''Not really. He does track when he feels like it. But he's got a band, and they hang out a lot.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith  shook her head. ''He doesn't do track anymore. He got kicked off the  team because of the band. He wouldn't give it up, and the coach was  really mad.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Willow said, ''That's not very nice. What kind of music does his band do?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith replied, ''Mostly alternative, but they have some grungy sounding stuff, too.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On  the other side of the campus, Spike, Riley, Xander, and Angel were  sitting in the Quad, discussing the hott chicks of Baywatch. Spike was  really thinking about the fun he and Buffy used to have:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spike  went over to his best friend Buffy's. His parents were fighting. They  never seemed to get along now that Mom was sick. Spike jumped up Buffy's  steps and tried to ring the doorbell. He wasn't tall enough, so he  knocked.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Buffy heard it and came to the door. ''Hey, Spike! Mom just made cookies for me and Faith. Do you want some?'' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spike smiled at her. ''Yes. I love your mum's biscuits.'' 8-year-old Spike entered his best friend's home. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  sighed. He and Buffy had had a lot of sleepovers when they were  younger. Faith and Xander had joined them a lot, too. Willow hadn't been  allowed unless it was just the girls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riley smacked his  best friend on the arm. ''Spike, are you even listening to me? I was  asking you if you liked that hott girl who walked by.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  shrugged. ''Sorry Riley. I'm just really depressed. Something I wanted  to sell got stolen.'' He almost said the bag of pot he'd wanted to sell,  and had to stop himself just in time. He couldn't even trust telling  Riles. It might get back to his dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angel said, ''Stuff  like that happens. There was some pot I was selling to make a little  extra dough while I was suspended from Burger King, and I think Faith  stole it to give to one of her friends. I don't have any proof, but she  totally would have done it.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike rolled his eyes.  ''Angel, your sister is not that bad. I can't believe that she and her  friends smoke pot. They are a little too normal. Besides, I don't think  any of them have the guts.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bell rang, and on both  sides of the Quad, both groups got up to go to class. Spike spotted  Buffy across the Quad, and sighed. She was looking pretty today, he had  to admit. She was wearing a long flowery skirt, and some sort of  peasanty top thing. Spike didn't keep up with girls' trends, so he had  no idea whether it was in or not. He wished he could touch her without  getting ridiculed from his friends. He stopped staring at her and turned  to Riley. ''So, Riles, what are you doing tonight? Getting your tux for  the dance?'' He had meant to ask something else, but he surprised  himself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riley shrugged. ''I hadn't been planning on  getting it this early. Why, did you have nothing to do tonight? We can  hang or something.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike sighed. He did just want to hang  with his best friend. The other guys were great, and everything, but  Riley was his best friend on the face of the planet. ''Sounds good to  me, Riles.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander came up behind them and smiled. ''So, Spike, did you ask Summers to the dance? Oz said he's got Faith.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  looked at his friend. ''Yes, I asked Buffy to the dance. She said yes,  by the way. I think she really might like me, and you're going to make  me play with her emotions. You really aren't a nice guy.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander  said, ''I'm supposed to be nice? I thought we were the most popular  people on campus. Spike, popular people aren't nice.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  shook his head. ''You are such a pig, Xand.'' He turned his back on his  friend and headed for the stairs, to go up to class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First  period for Buffy and Willow was English. Spike and Riley were also in  their class. Buffy spent the first five minutes just staring unabashedly  at him. Their teacher, Mrs. Adkins, was lecturing about Othello, the  play that they had been assigned to read. Buffy had actually read their  assigned pages, but she wasn't paying attention to the lesson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mrs.  Adkins called upon Spike for the first question. ''William, why did  Iago continue to get revenge on Othello? What had the Moor done that was  so terrible and unforgivable?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike knew this. Othello  was one of his father's favorite plays. ''Well, Iago was angry because  he had been passed over when it was promotion time. Cassius got it  instead, and Iago was supposed to be Othello's best mate whatever, so he  wasn't happy that he wasn't promoted. So he decided to convince Othello  that his wife, Desdemona, was cheating on him.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mrs. Adkins nodded. ''Very good, William. Willow, can you tell me why Othello fell so easily for Iago's revenge scheme?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Willow  said, ''Well, Iago is his best friend. If he can't believe his best  friend, then who can he believe? He didn't want to think that Desdemona  would be cheating on him, but Iago was very convincing.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mrs.  Adkins praised Willow and then told them to get into groups so they  could rewrite one of the scenes from the play and modernize it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  was in Riley's group, of course, but he didn't pay attention, he just  stared at Buffy the entire time they were supposed to be re-writing the  scene. Buffy caught him looking at her once or twice and blushed both  times. He let Riles and the others do all the work, and after class,  Spike followed Buffy to her locker. ''So, Buffy, would you like to maybe  go with me to the pizza place after school?'' He managed to get out,  and was actually hoping she would say yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Buffy was  rendered speechless. She had been praying for this moment for a very  long time. ''Um, yes, I would. Do you want me to meet you there?'' She  asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike said, ''No, I'll walk over to your house and  we can leave together.'' He kissed her hand good-bye and began to  saunter down the hall towards Riley and Xander, who always waited for  him so they could all skip gym together. Angel usually showed up, too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander  slapped Spike on the back as they all headed for the Quad. ''Saw you  talking to Summers. So what's the deal? Starting to actually like her?  Riles said that you stared at her the entire English class.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  rolled his eyes. He wanted to keep it from everyone but Riles as long  as possible. ''No, Xander, just getting a few things straight about the  dance. So, let's talk about anything else.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angel joined  them from the other direction as they all sat down on the grass.  ''Principal Flutie is crazy, you guys. He wants the football team to  sell tickets for the dance, and we don't get to keep the money. We have  to give it to the art department. Isn't that nuts?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander groaned. ''I wanted to get skimpier outfits for the cheerleaders with that money. Oh well. I guess I can keep hoping.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  and Riley rolled their eyes, but Xander and Angel both looked  disappointed. Spike shrugged. ''Guys, don't worry. It's going to be OK.  So what? You'll live if you can't use the money. Besides, right after  football is basketball, and you know that we totally get the money from  anything we sell during the season.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angel said, ''Well,  Cordy agreed to date me. She dumped Devon because she got sick and tired  of him talking about the band every time they went out, so now she's  going to be dating me.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander gave his best friend some skin. ''I'm glad you finally got what you wanted, man. Cordy is very cute.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  said, ''So, she wants to date you then. I was under the impression that  all she talked about was me. Sure she wants to date you, Angel?''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angel  looked hurt at this. ''Excuse me, but Cordy can date whomever she  wants. You aren't interested in her, so she has to find someone else.  Why can't that someone be me?'' He was annoyed with Spike. They were  supposed to be friends, and he was always dumping on him all the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spike  saw how Angel tensed up, and eased off a bit. ''I'm sorry, Angel. I  didn't mean to hurt you. But it is true that Cordelia wanted me, and  possibly still does.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The four boys were interrupted by  Faith. ''Hey, guys. Have you seen Oz? He's supposed to skip English with  me so we can do our math homework.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xander glanced at  her. She was wearing tight black jeans and a glittery black tank with a  blue jacket over top. She did look a bit slutty, but Xander knew that  all the talk Angel did about Faith putting out was a lie. Faith was too  goody-goody to do anything like that. He did answer her question,  though. ''Oz was up by his locker last we saw. It's up those stairs over  there.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith thanked him and sashayed away, something  she didn't normally do. She knew that she was just feeding Xander,  Spike, Riley, and Angel's view of her, but she couldn't help it. There  was something about Xander that just made her do it. She knew that he  was dating Anya, but she just thought he was so cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oz  was waiting for her upstairs. Faith hoped that he didn't really like her  too much, because she and he were just friends, and she wanted it to  stay that way. ''Hey, Faith. Saw you talking to the guys.'' It was more  than he usually said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faith nodded at him. ''Hey, Oz.  Ready to do the math? I think I've got most of it, but there was some  stuff I wasn't sure on. I was hoping that you could lend your brain to  the stuff that I couldn't figure out.''&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 10</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;           Starstruck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;  At such a young age, Spike is the hottest            actor around.  A visit to a high school changes everything  when    he        finally comes across the one girl he's been searching  for,   but    she's   not    exactly what he expected. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):    &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):         &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;              NC-17  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the characters       belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/starstruckbanner.jpg" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It  didn&amp;rsquo;t take long for the news about Ted to spread throughout school, and  now Buffy was causing stares for more than just the fact she was dating  a celebrity.  Luckily, no one brought up what happened in front of her.   She just wanted to put the whole thing behind her and move on.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &amp;ldquo;Tara&amp;rsquo;s an excellent actress, don&amp;rsquo;t get me wrong, but she&amp;rsquo;s having a  problem with the intimate scenes,&amp;rdquo; Spike said, stopping to look at her  when she remained quiet.  &amp;ldquo;Is this okay to talk about?  I know she&amp;rsquo;s  your friend.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy shrugged.  &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s fine, what is she having  trouble with?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Whenever we&amp;rsquo;re supposed to kiss, she gets very  tense.  I don&amp;rsquo;t know if it&amp;rsquo;s just because she&amp;rsquo;s shy, but I&amp;rsquo;ve tried to  make her feel comfortable.  I don&amp;rsquo;t know what else I can do.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Buffy smiled.  &amp;ldquo;Well, I can tell you it&amp;rsquo;s not because she&amp;rsquo;s shy.  This  is all new for Tara; she&amp;rsquo;s never had to kiss a guy before.  I guess it  would be a little awkward.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He raised his eyebrows in  confusion.  &amp;ldquo;I was her first kiss?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She shook her head, trying  to keep a straight face.  &amp;ldquo;No, you&amp;rsquo;re just her first kiss with a man.   Tara&amp;rsquo;s interests lie elsewhere, which could explain why she keeps  tensing up, but I know she&amp;rsquo;ll get better at it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Ah, yeah,  that would explain it.  All right, we have a lot more work than I  thought.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll talk to her,&amp;rdquo; Buffy replied.  &amp;ldquo;She knows we&amp;rsquo;re  together now and Tara is very loyal, she probably sees it as a betrayal  to be kissing my boyfriend, but I&amp;rsquo;ll tell her not to worry about it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Spike was relieved for that, pecking her on the cheek.  &amp;ldquo;Thanks  ever so, have you seen Angel today?  I&amp;rsquo;ve been calling the wanker&amp;rsquo;s cell  phone, but I keep getting sent to voice mail.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She shrugged  again.  &amp;ldquo;Nope, haven&amp;rsquo;t seen him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy threw open the door of the janitor&amp;rsquo;s closet,  glaring at the two people inside.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Oh, look, new blackmail  material.  You know, I would expect this from her, but not from someone  in his thirties.  You&amp;rsquo;re just lucky the principal didn&amp;rsquo;t find you  instead,&amp;rdquo; Buffy told the bane of her existence.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Angel looked  ashamed of his actions, stepping out of the closet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;God, is it  your mission to keep ruining my life?  You&amp;rsquo;re dating Spike, why do you  care who I fool around with?  It&amp;rsquo;s not even a teacher this time,&amp;rdquo;  Cordelia whined.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy rolled her eyes.  &amp;ldquo;Right, this is such a  step up.  No offense,&amp;rdquo; she said to Angel.  &amp;ldquo;Spike&amp;rsquo;s been calling you, I  covered for you this time, but it&amp;rsquo;s not something I&amp;rsquo;ll be making a  habit of.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Yeah, thanks, I&amp;rsquo;ll see you later,&amp;rdquo; he said the last  part to Cordelia, taking off down the hall.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The brunette  crossed her arms over her chest.  &amp;ldquo;You are such a buzz kill, and a  fucking hypocrite on top of that.  Getting on my case for screwing older  men, when you were doing the same thing with your mother&amp;rsquo;s boyfriend.   That&amp;rsquo;s just disgusting.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy clenched her fists at her side.   &amp;ldquo;That was not the same thing and you know it, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t with him by  choice.  He forced me, and if you think I could possibly get any  pleasure from that, you&amp;rsquo;re beyond delusional.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I see why Spike  hasn&amp;rsquo;t left you yet.  It&amp;rsquo;s because he feels sorry for you, but do you  think he&amp;rsquo;ll be faithful when he goes back to England?  He&amp;rsquo;ll be gone for  months, lots of temptation to keep him busy.  I guarantee you&amp;rsquo;re the  last person he&amp;rsquo;ll be thinking about.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy watched her walk  away, a look of hatred on her features.  Cordelia was just jealous,  that&amp;rsquo;s all there was to it.  For once in her life, she wasn&amp;rsquo;t picked  first and the cheerleader couldn&amp;rsquo;t stand that.  Buffy refused to believe  there was any truth to her words, but a part of her wondered if maybe  things were moving too fast between her and Spike.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*  * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Is he mad at me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy shook  her head.  &amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s not mad, but you really don&amp;rsquo;t have to hold back.  I  know he&amp;rsquo;s not your type, but it&amp;rsquo;s only acting, you can do whatever you  want.  If it helps, close your eyes during the kissing scenes and  picture someone you&amp;rsquo;re actually interested in.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Tara blushed at  that, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.  &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not really  interested in anyone.  Spike is a very attractive man, whether he&amp;rsquo;s my  type or not, but are you sure you don&amp;rsquo;t mind?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She waved her  hand in the air.  &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t worry about me; I&amp;rsquo;m not even a factor.  You  have so much potential to make this an amazing movie, Tara.  Just go out  there and kick some ass, or something a little less violent.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Tara laughed.  &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll try my best.  Thanks again for recommending me;  this whole experience has been pretty great.  I never thought I would  get the chance to do anything like this.  I&amp;rsquo;m&amp;hellip;I&amp;rsquo;m glad you&amp;rsquo;re okay.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Buffy agreed, knowing what she was referring to without needing to  ask.  &amp;ldquo;I will be.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know what you said to her, but it&amp;rsquo;s like Tara is a changed  woman.  She performs those scenes like an expert, the awkwardness is  still there, but she&amp;rsquo;s better about hiding it.  We only have one scene  left to complete.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; One more scene, and then he was off to  London.  Buffy never realized until now just how much she would miss  him.  They&amp;rsquo;ve already spent five years away from each other; a couple of  months would even be too long.  &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m glad for that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike  gave her a squeeze as they headed out of the school.  &amp;ldquo;Am I taking you  home?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She shook her head, her mom was working late and being  alone in that house was the last thing she wanted at the moment.  &amp;ldquo;Could  we go back to your hotel?  I just hate being at the house by myself.   He&amp;rsquo;s still out there somewhere, and even with a patrol car watching us, I  still don&amp;rsquo;t feel safe.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He nodded in understanding.  &amp;ldquo;To the  hotel it is, anything special you have in mind?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; A sly grin was  his only response.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &amp;ldquo;Fuck, love, we don&amp;rsquo;t have to do this.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy prowled up his  naked body, licking his toned chest.  &amp;ldquo;I want to.  It&amp;rsquo;s a little  something to remember me by when you leave.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He stopped her  from sucking his neck, pulling away to look at her.  &amp;ldquo;I will be coming  back, pet.  You don&amp;rsquo;t have to do anything for me to remember you, if  you&amp;rsquo;re not ready, we can wait for my return.  There&amp;rsquo;s no rush, I would  wait forever if I had to.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She sat up, letting out a sigh.  &amp;ldquo;I  know, but a lot could happen in a few months.  This isn&amp;rsquo;t just about  you, I hate knowing that Ted was the last person I was with.  Hell, the  only person, I want his memory wiped away.  I want us to completely  start over and I know that if we do this, I won&amp;rsquo;t have any regrets.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Spike kissed her then, slowly removing the rest of her clothes.   &amp;ldquo;I love you.  Nothing could ever change that.  Whether I spend a few  months, or even a few years in London, I will always love you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &amp;ldquo;Make love to me,&amp;rdquo; she whispered.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He wasn&amp;rsquo;t one to be told  twice, lowering her down on the bed and covering her body with his.  &amp;ldquo;I  don&amp;rsquo;t have any condoms on me, but I can probably borrow one from Angel.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Buffy stopped him from getting up, shaking her head.  &amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s  okay; I&amp;rsquo;ve been on the pill for over a year now.  It was first to  regulate my periods, but then everything with Ted&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; her voice trailed  off, not wanting to finish that sentence.  This was about making new  memories, not reliving the dreadful ones.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Just look at me,  baby.  We&amp;rsquo;re the only two people in the world,&amp;rdquo; he told her, cupping her  cheek before meeting his lips with hers in a soft caress.  Spike sucked  and licked every inch of her delectable body, licking a path down her  breasts, to her smooth stomach, and finally reaching her bare pussy.  He  pushed two fingers inside of her, feeling how wet she was already.  &amp;ldquo;If  anything gets to be too much, feel free to let me know.  We can stop at  any time.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy nodded, moaning when she felt a tongue invade  her moist center, and biting her bottom lip to keep from screaming.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;So bloody delicious,&amp;rdquo; he muttered, feasting on her pussy like a  man starved.  &amp;ldquo;Let yourself go, love, I&amp;rsquo;ll catch you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She  cried out her release, digging her nails in his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Spike lapped up every bit of her juices, not letting any of it go to  waste.  Before she could come down from her high, he positioned his cock  over her entrance and slid home in one quick thrust.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy  gasped, throwing her head back as he fucked her hard and fast.  &amp;ldquo;God,  don&amp;rsquo;t stop,&amp;rdquo; she panted.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;No intention of that,&amp;rdquo; he responded,  making his thrusts harder.  Spike felt that she was close, lowering his  hand to slip his thumb into her cunny, rubbing her clit and bringing her  even closer to release.  He smashed his mouth to hers when her orgasm  hit, following right behind her as they both rode out their orgasms  together.  Spike lay on top of her, breathing heavily in the afterglow,  moving to her side after a moment as to not crush her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy  rested her head on his chest, trying to catch her breath.  &amp;ldquo;That was  wonderful.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He smiled, nuzzling her cheek.  &amp;ldquo;Took the words  right out of my mouth, sweetheart.  I&amp;rsquo;ve never felt anything so  incredible in my life.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She wrapped her arms around him in a  tight embrace; nothing had ever felt more right to her.  This was where  she belonged, and for the first time in a long while, Buffy finally felt  safe, but the doubts were still clouding her mind.  She tried to push  them away as she drifted off to a peaceful sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 9</title>
    <published>2011-08-09T17:04:03Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-09T17:04:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Natasha Bedingfield, "The One That Got Away"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;          Starstruck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;  At such a young age, Spike is the hottest           actor around.  A visit to a high school changes everything when    he        finally comes across the one girl he's been searching for,   but    she's   not    exactly what he expected. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):    &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):        &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;             NC-17  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the characters      belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/starstruckbanner.jpg" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; As  Buffy expected, the police were a bit suspicious about her accusations,  even with the evidence all over her face.  Spike&amp;rsquo;s blow up at them to  get their act together didn&amp;rsquo;t really help any, but they followed up by  checking her house first.  Buffy knew he likely wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be there, but  the proof of her attack was still in the living room.  Ted apparently  didn&amp;rsquo;t care to fix his mess before he took off.  His apartment was empty  as well, along with most of his belongings, but Buffy wouldn&amp;rsquo;t get her  hopes up just yet.  It may seem like he gave up and left town, but if  she knew Ted at all, he was far from done with her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;What if  they never find him?  He could be anywhere by now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike took  her hand in his, giving it a light squeeze.  &amp;ldquo;They&amp;rsquo;ve got officers  checking every inch of this town for him; he couldn&amp;rsquo;t have gotten that  far.  The police now know how serious this is, and everyone is going to  be pretty reluctant of him.  Like you said, Ted has a reputation in this  place, everyone knows who he is and will hopefully report to the police  if he&amp;rsquo;s spotted.  They&amp;rsquo;ll have patrol cars guarding your house until  he&amp;rsquo;s found, and I&amp;rsquo;m not about to let you out of my sight.  You and your  mother are safe now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy groaned.  &amp;ldquo;God, my mother is going  to freak.  She thought she finally found a decent guy after my dad&amp;rsquo;s  betrayal, and this is what happens?  She&amp;rsquo;ll never date again; therefore  we&amp;rsquo;ll both end up being miserable.  At least she was somewhat happy with  Ted, even though it made me nauseated to see her with him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &amp;ldquo;Your mum will find someone else, love.  Maybe someone who&amp;rsquo;s not a  complete psychopath, but him being here wasn&amp;rsquo;t good for either of you.   Joyce will understand that when she realizes what he&amp;rsquo;s done to you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Buffy knew he was right, but had a feeling things would never be  the same between them again.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Mom, I&amp;rsquo;m so sorry.  I never meant for any of this to  happen.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; When the shock wore off a bit, Joyce shook her head.   &amp;ldquo;You have nothing to be sorry about, Buffy.  I brought that monster into  this house, and for that I can never apologize enough.  Just the  thought of what he tried to reduce you to&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; her voice trailed off,  taking in a deep breath to calm herself.  &amp;ldquo;I can never forgive myself  for that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy wiped her eyes, sitting next to her mother on  the couch.  &amp;ldquo;It was my fault for not saying something sooner.  I should  have at least tried; I was just so scared about what he might do.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Joyce nodded.  &amp;ldquo;And you didn&amp;rsquo;t think I would believe you, which you had  every right to think.  I didn&amp;rsquo;t listen when you first tried to tell me  about your father&amp;rsquo;s infidelity.  You thought you were protecting me by  keeping this a secret, but all it did was put you even more at risk.  I  just can&amp;rsquo;t believe I was ever with that man.  From now on, it&amp;rsquo;s just you  and me.  I&amp;rsquo;m not bringing anyone else into this family unless they have  both of our trust.  If you feel someone isn&amp;rsquo;t good enough, I&amp;rsquo;ll take  your word for it.  You are the most important person in my life, honey.   Nothing could ever change that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The tears fell more now as  Buffy accepted her mom&amp;rsquo;s embrace.  &amp;ldquo;I love you, Mommy.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Joyce  kissed the top of her daughter&amp;rsquo;s head, holding her tighter.  &amp;ldquo;I love  you, too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy  let out a soft moan as Spike trailed his lips down her smooth neck,  sucking on her pulse point.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re trembling, is this too  much?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She shook her head.  &amp;ldquo;No, it just tickles.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He  slid his fingers under her shirt, rubbing her stomach affectionately.   &amp;ldquo;If I ever make you uncomfortable&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy held up a hand,  effectively cutting him off.  &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t mind the touching when it&amp;rsquo;s  coming from you.  I may tense up every now and then, but that&amp;rsquo;s not  because you&amp;rsquo;re making me uncomfortable.  I&amp;rsquo;ve only ever been with one  person in the physical sense, and it wasn&amp;rsquo;t because I gave myself to him  freely.  I just don&amp;rsquo;t think I&amp;rsquo;m ready for more yet, but when it does  happen for us, I know it&amp;rsquo;ll be amazing.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike nodded.  &amp;ldquo;That&amp;rsquo;s  perfectly understandable, pet.  I&amp;rsquo;ll wait for however long you need,  there&amp;rsquo;s no hurry, but I want you to know this isn&amp;rsquo;t just something  casual for me.  I&amp;rsquo;m in love with you, Buffy.  Have been for as long as I  can remember, and when I finally saw you again, it was like a bloody  revelation.  I never believed in fate before, but there&amp;rsquo;s no doubt in my  mind that me coming here was more than just a coincidence.  We&amp;rsquo;re meant  to be together, and I really hope I&amp;rsquo;m not the only one who feels that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re not, everything you said is exactly how I feel, but it&amp;rsquo;s  all so overwhelming right now.  You have this whole other life that I&amp;rsquo;m  not a part of, and I honestly don&amp;rsquo;t know if I ever can be.  Don&amp;rsquo;t get me  wrong, I&amp;rsquo;m very proud of your success, but I don&amp;rsquo;t know if I&amp;rsquo;ll ever be  able to fit into your world.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ll make it work, Buffy.  I&amp;rsquo;m  not about to let you go again, I don&amp;rsquo;t have it in me.  Finding you was  the best bloody thing that could have happened to me, we have so much to  catch up on.  It would break my heart if you were having any doubts,&amp;rdquo;  he claimed, praying that she wouldn&amp;rsquo;t give up on them before they&amp;rsquo;d even  started.  &amp;ldquo;I told you that&amp;rsquo;s not a part of my life anymore.  I&amp;rsquo;m giving  it all up after this film, you won&amp;rsquo;t have to worry.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She took  in a deep breath.  &amp;ldquo;Yeah, but for how long?  Another movie offer could  come your way, one you won&amp;rsquo;t be able to turn down.  This has been such a  huge part of your life for years now, how can you just be expected to  give it all up?  I know how devoted your fans are.  If they find out the  real reason for you leaving this business, I&amp;rsquo;ll be the most hated woman  around.  Not to mention all of the guilt for you giving up something I  know you love.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike sat up, putting some distance between  them.  &amp;ldquo;Is this really about me leaving my career, or about something  else?  I know for a fact you could care less what anyone thinks of you.   You&amp;rsquo;ve been through something pretty traumatic with Ted, I get that  you&amp;rsquo;re scared to start something with me.  You&amp;rsquo;re only seventeen and he  took away your innocence, among other things.  It&amp;rsquo;s too much for anyone  to deal with, but I don&amp;rsquo;t want you to use him as an excuse to not be  with me.  If you really don&amp;rsquo;t love me, then I can respect that and try  to move on.  If you do love me, nothing should stand in the way.&amp;rdquo;  He  took the friendship bracelet off that she gave him, placing it on her  wrist over the one he gave her.  &amp;ldquo;There has to be a reason of why we  kept these for so long.  We knew that we&amp;rsquo;d probably never see each other  again, but we still kept them.  I think a part of me knew I would find  you some day, and I know you were thinking the same thing.  We are so  good together, sweetheart, always have been.  This is our actual second  chance, something most people never even get to experience.  I love you  so much,&amp;rdquo; Spike finished, cupping her cheek and kissing her lips  tenderly.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy returned his kiss, shutting her eyes at the  sensations going through her and before she knew it, she was on her back  as the kiss continued.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike released her mouth when breathing  became an issue, touching his lips to her closed eyelids, cheeks, chin,  and then back to her mouth, slipping his tongue inside.  He pulled away  after a moment, gazing down at the pure bliss on her features.  &amp;ldquo;What  do you say, love?  Are you willing to give us a chance?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; All  she did was smile, meeting her lips with his once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <author>
      <name>Tammy</name>
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    <title>Starstruck: Chapter 8</title>
    <published>2011-08-04T17:33:04Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-04T17:33:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;         Starstruck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt;  At such a young age, Spike is the hottest          actor around.  A visit to a high school changes everything when   he        finally comes across the one girl he's been searching for,  but    she's   not    exactly what he expected. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Pairing(s):    &lt;/b&gt;Buffy/Spike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genre(s):       &lt;/b&gt;Angst/Drama/Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt;            NC-17  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;           None  of the characters     belong  to     me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x233/TammyDevil666/Fiction%20Banners/starstruckbanner.jpg" fetchpriority="high" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Once  Ted was done with her, Buffy hurried to the bathroom to scrub every inch  of her body.  Luckily, there was no actual penetration this time, only  his sick idea of foreplay.  Just the thought of having him fully inside  of her again was enough to make her want to throw up, the man was beyond  disgusting.  She didn&amp;rsquo;t understand what her mom could possibly see in  him, but then again, Joyce didn&amp;rsquo;t know his true nature.  The worst thing  about being sexually abused by your own mother&amp;rsquo;s boyfriend was having  her not believe you, and without actual proof, that&amp;rsquo;s exactly what would  happen.  She had the bruises to show for it, but worried that wouldn&amp;rsquo;t  be enough.  She&amp;rsquo;d always been very clumsy, and her mother would probably  find something else to blame them on.  Joyce believed her boyfriend was  perfect and could do no wrong, just like the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Buffy splashed some cold water on her face, gazing at her reflection in  the mirror.  The girl staring back at her was hardly even recognizable  anymore.  The tears came with a vengeance then, falling to the floor and  burying her head in her hands as she sobbed her heart out.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;What&amp;rsquo;s wrong with this  picture?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She broke out of her reverie at his voice.  &amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Spike shook his head.  &amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;re on the beach.  It&amp;rsquo;s a beautiful day,  the sun is shining down on us, and you&amp;rsquo;re sitting there in a sweater.   It&amp;rsquo;s nearly ninety degrees out here, how can you stand it?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Buffy shrugged.  &amp;ldquo;Guess I&amp;rsquo;ve just gotten used to it, I didn&amp;rsquo;t even want  to come here.  You&amp;rsquo;ll be sorry when your pasty skin gets burned.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  He waved his hand in the air.  &amp;ldquo;Small price to pay, I haven&amp;rsquo;t felt this  relaxed in a long time.  Come on, love, you&amp;rsquo;re too covered up.  It&amp;rsquo;s  just not natural, are you nervous about me seeing you in a bikini or  something?  Trust me; you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; She flinched at that, wrapping her arms around herself.  &amp;ldquo;So,  how&amp;rsquo;s the movie going?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike rolled his eyes, another bloody  subject change.  She was really good at that.  &amp;ldquo;Fine, Tara&amp;rsquo;s a natural,  we&amp;rsquo;re almost finished.  I can&amp;rsquo;t wait for everyone to see the final  product.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;And you&amp;rsquo;ll be leaving when it&amp;rsquo;s done?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &amp;ldquo;Only for a couple of months, we&amp;rsquo;re finishing up in London.  As soon as  that&amp;rsquo;s done, I&amp;rsquo;ll be coming right back here.  I meant what I said,  Buffy.  This is the start of a whole new world for us,&amp;rdquo; he said, taking  her hand in his.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She pulled away out of habit, hearing his sigh  of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;Okay, what&amp;rsquo;s going on?  You haven&amp;rsquo;t let me  get close to you in days, and you act weird whenever I touch you.  Are  you having second thoughts about us?&amp;rdquo;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy shook her head.   &amp;ldquo;No, I just have a lot on my mind.  It has nothing to do with you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  He raised his eyebrows.  &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m finding that a little hard to believe.   Please, love, just tell me what&amp;rsquo;s wrong.  You used to be able to tell me  anything.  I know we haven&amp;rsquo;t been involved in each other&amp;rsquo;s lives for  five years, but I like to think that still applies.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;It does,  and if something was wrong, I would tell you.  I&amp;rsquo;m just tired; the heat  is really starting to get to me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike knew she was lying, but  wasn&amp;rsquo;t about to push her if she really didn&amp;rsquo;t want to talk.  He packed  up their few belongings and walked her over to his car.  She was quiet  the whole way home, and it was really starting to worry him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;* * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She ran as fast as she could,  holding her torn shirt to keep it from falling down.  She was drenched  in the sudden downpour, but even that couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop her.  Buffy ran  until she reached her destination, heading straight for his room and  pounding on the door. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike swung the door open, expecting to  see a crazed fan about to pounce on him, but was shocked by the sight of  Buffy.  &amp;ldquo;God, pet, what the fuck happened?&amp;rdquo;  He pulled her into the  room, closing the door behind her and rubbing her shivering form as he  led her over to the bed.  &amp;ldquo;Who did this to you?&amp;rdquo; he asked, anger lacing  his tone.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy couldn&amp;rsquo;t find the words; instead she buried her  face against his shoulder, crying uncontrollably when he wrapped his  arms around her and knowing that for now, she was safe.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*  * * * *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike was seething when Buffy finally  confessed about what had been going on with her, and this was the last  thing he expected.  He had a conversation with that wanker.  He was  polite to him, and the whole time the git was hurting his girl.  How  could he have not seen it?  She tried to tell him that the man wasn&amp;rsquo;t  trustworthy, but he wouldn&amp;rsquo;t even listen.  Buffy had always been a good  judge of character, he should have remembered that.  He clenched his  fists, trying to control his temper.  When he turned back to face her,  seeing her newly blackened eye and split lip, that was not going to be  easy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;ldquo;I thought I would be fine with my mom out of town.  Ted  usually never comes over when she&amp;rsquo;s not home, but he was there waiting  for me.  I forgot that she gave him a key.  He was so mad, and I could  tell that he&amp;rsquo;d been drinking.  He grabbed me and threw me into the  coffee table, the glass cut my back, but that didn&amp;rsquo;t stop him from  hitting me.  He&amp;hellip;He tried to rip my shirt off, and that&amp;rsquo;s when I just  snapped.  I kicked him hard in the crotch and got the hell out of there,  all I could think about was getting to you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Spike pulled her  closer when she started to cry again, kissing the top of her head and  whispering soothing words in her ear, but doubted that she even heard  them.  &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re safe now, baby; I won&amp;rsquo;t let him hurt you ever again.   God, I wish you would have told me about this.  I would have believed  you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy wiped her eyes, pulling away to look at him.  &amp;ldquo;I  just didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to say.  He always threatens to hurt my mom if I  ever told and with his reputation in town, I didn&amp;rsquo;t think anyone would  listen.  But this was the last straw, he&amp;rsquo;s never tried to beat me like  that before and I never want to be in that position again.  I knew  keeping it quiet would no longer be an option.  My mom is coming back  tomorrow, and he knows I probably went straight to you.  I can&amp;rsquo;t go back  to that house, but there&amp;rsquo;s no telling what he&amp;rsquo;ll do when she does.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Spike nodded, helping her to stand up.  &amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re not going back  there.  We&amp;rsquo;re going to the police station.  You&amp;rsquo;ve kept this inside far  too long now.  If you and your mother ever hope to be safe from him, you  need to tell the cops everything you told me.  It&amp;rsquo;s the only way, love;  he&amp;rsquo;ll just end up hurting someone else.  This is a very sick man, and  as much as I would love to murder him right now, he belongs behind  bars.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Buffy agreed and followed him out of the hotel room; it  was time for this to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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