She was running, she could hear the slapping of her boots as they pounded on the pavement. The burning in her lungs was almost too much to bare, she could hear it, feel it gaining closer. She could hear the crackling of lightening but there wasn't any flash. She knew she was in danger, knew this was it and all she could think of was, not her mom, friends, or even her boyfriend Joe, but of failing. She knew if whatever was chasing her were to catch her, she would fail and that failure would have dire consequences. She knew she had to keep running even though her sides were cramping and her calf muscles were nearly numb. She was about to turn a sharp left when she was grabbed from behind and heard a male whisper rasply in her ear,
"La sangre del que no debe ser". She never took Spanish and yet she understood it to mean, the blood of the one that should not be. The mysterious man shoved her hard where she fell unconcious.
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Buffy awoke with a start. The dream fresh in her mind, the same dream she'd been having for weeks now. She realized she was on the floor beside her bed, 'probably fell off' she thought to herself. She stood up and looked at the clock, it was quarter past six and she was going to be late for school, as always. With a roll of her eyes she began her morning routine of getting ready for school. At around 7:30 she was sitting at the kitchen island picking at her breakfast her mom insisted on making every morning.
"Honey," her mom said, "you really should eat." Good old predictable mom, every morning it was the same thing.
"I'm just not that hungry, I'll eat at lunch." Just then she heard the familiar honking of Cordelia's car waiting to take her to school.
"Bye mom, love ya." Buffy pecked her mom on the cheek, grabbed her bag, and walked out the front door to Cordelia's car.
"Hey Buff," Cordelia greeted her with her usual perkiness, "cute do."
"Thanks, I worked all last night on perfecting it, my hair just never cooperates with me. I'm just surprised it actually did." Buffy had her hair ironed straight with random spots crimpy.
"Well, I always thought you had good hair, I mean look at mine, if I didn't have a personal stylist I'd probably look like Willow. Well maybe that's a stretch but you get what I'm saying." Buffy laughed although a little part of her sighed, she liked Willow. Buffy was just too concerned with what other's thought of her to actually do what she wanted. Oh well, she thought. No need for any depressing thoughts, school is depressing enough. They arrived at school, walking in like they owned the joint, and took their seats for first period english. Ms. Young was a nice teacher, she allowed them to talk while they did class work. She was leaning back in her seat chatting with Harmony when Principal Snyder was heard over the loud speaker,
"Would Ms. Summers report to the library." She knew Snyder hated her especially in the way he said Summers as if it was a bad taste in his mouth. Buffy grumbled at having been disrupted and slowly walked out of the room and down toward the library.

She peeked in and didn't see anyone so she called out for the librarian and a middle-aged man with glasses and extremely bad clothes popped his head out from his office and spoke,
"Yes, may I help you?" Hmm, British, she thought.
"Yea, I was called down here, what is it you want." She put on an air of annoyance, hoping he'd get the hint and make whatever he wanted quick.
"Are you Buffy Summers?" He asked.
"Well ya, you called me down here didn't you?" He looked at her like she was a child who was never taught any manners.
"Yes, yes, well I would like to speak with you privately. Would you mind stepping into my office?" He didn't wait for a reply, he just simply walked in and waited for Buffy to follow. She rolled her eyes at his rudeness, walked in and took a seat in the leather chair that looked like it didn't belong in this century.
"Ms. Summers, my name is Rupert Giles and I was sent here by the Watchers Council to inform you of your duties as slayer." Buffy just stared for a few seconds and abruptly stood up from her chair and walked out of the office. Giles quickly followed her.
"Buffy, you mustn't walk away from this. I know this sounds strange but.."
"Strange, you think this sounds strange." She laughed without humor. "Maybe that's because it is strange, you're strange. Look I don't know if this is a joke or if you are crazy but I'm not a slayer."
"You are, you are the chosen one. In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the slayer."
"And you are nuts." With a turn of her heel she walked out of the library. Geez, she thought, I know Sunnydale is weird but that man was just skin crawling creepy. She was turning down the corridor when she could hear him run to catch up.
"Go away or I'm going to call the cops." She hurried her pace trying to get back to her class and maybe this freak would leave her alone.
"Look, I know you don't believe me but just humor me and meet me tonight at the cemetery, the one off Crawford."
"Sure, will that make you go away?" She had no intention of going to any cemetery, especially with this creep.
"Yes, yes," he already seemed distracted, typical loon. "I'll see you at sundown." With that he walked off, like it was completely normal to have a conversation with someone about slayers and demons. What a creep.
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"Yes I've informed her....... no she didn't take it as you expected...... yes............I understand but she has never had any prior training, never learned who she really is, how would you take it if someone told you you were a slayer. She's a normal teenage girl........ who seems to think I'm rather barmey. Yes well, I convinced her to meet me tonight at the cemetery, maybe seeing first hand what really goes on she might just believe me. Alright then, ta ta." He hung up the receiver and pinched the bridge of his nose, he knew this girl was going to be the cause of many a headaches.
He gathered his things and made all the preperations for tonight.
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When school finally let out, Buffy breathed a sigh of relief. Tonight she had a big date with Joe, her honey, whom she hadn't seen much of all week. It was a friday night and she intended on Bronzing it away. She met Cordy at her car and hopped in the passengers side.
"So," Cordy spoke, "you're def coming tonight, right? I mean it's friday, no conver!"
"Yea, definately, Joe will be there and I bought this totally chic dress, you just have to see it. Anyway Joe said he wanted to meet later at his place." Buffy finished with a wiggle of her eyebrows. She hadn't technically done the deed yet but she was sure tonight was the night. Joe couldn't wait forever for her. He'd waited almost 2 months, he deserved to have all of her. She loved him, and she was sure he loved her. Hopefully tonight went well, she didn't want to mess up and have him think she was an immature little girl.
"Ohhhhhh, Buffy, you so have to call me when you get home. I want all the juicy details." Cordy squealed.
"Ofcourse, wouldn't even consider not calling my gal." Buffy replied with a goofy grin. Cordy pulled up to her house a few minutes later.
"Now Buff, be ready by 7:30. I'm going to swing by and pick you up after I get Harm."
"Sounds fab, see ya in a bit" Buffy shut the car door and waved as Cordy drove off. What a day, she thought, now I must get myself all pretty.

Buffy spent the next 4 hours lounging around and getting ready. She was watching the tv waiting for Cordy when the phone rang.
"Hello."
"Buff, it's Cor, I can't come to pick you up."
"Why?" Buffy didn't want to have to stay in tonight.
"I can't drive my car for a whole month! Do you believe it, my mom found a used condom in my trash and she totally flipped. I'm talking major screaming. I convinced her that it wasn't mine but Harmony's. Anyway she's still all fuming and is insisting that I walk everywhere for a month. Do you mind walking there?"
"No." But really she did mind. First, these strappy heels she had on were not meant for the hike from her house to the Bronze. Second, that librarian had creeped her out with the whole demon bit.
"Great, see you in half." With that she hung up and wrote a note telling her mom that she'd be back by midnight, her mom was late at the Gallery on fridays so Buffy would be able to leave without a squabble.

Buffy walked down Revello, shivering, not from the nonexistant cold but from the creepy stillness in the air. That damn librarian had her totally wiggin. She should probably report him to the school board, definately not Snyder, that'd make him actually want to keep him. Why can't I just go through one day without being freaked out by weirdos and tortured by little trolls like Snyder. I'm nice, she thought, I don't pick on people, well unless they deserve it which wouldn't be picking on them just delievering justice, yes. She felt better at that. She pulled her knee length black leather jacket tighter around her body. Why am I freaking out, she thought?
Perfect choice of words to accompany the snarls coming from behind her. She whipped around and saw nothing, looking around quickly and still seeing nothing, she resumed walking. Ok now I'm hearing things, geez! There it was again, instead of turning around, she sped up her pace, hoping to get away from whatever was making that noise. She got only a few yards when she heard the distinct sound of leaves crunching under boots and decided to turn around and confront the stalker and was met with a man with a distorted face, long teeth, and the creepiest yellow eyes she had ever seen. Her eyes widened in disbelief and she muttered quietly,
"Who.... what are you?" She felt goosebumps rise up on the back of her neck. Something inside her was screaming for her to do something, yet she remained where she was.
"I'm the one whose going to kill you." He laughed, a malicious, deep laugh. He stalked toward her, very much the predator. Something inside Buffy took over and with everything she had she kicked him in the midsection. When her heel connected she could hear the crunching of ribs and the oomph of the creature as it doubled over. Buffy wasted no time in running. She took off at a speed she never thought humanly possible, especially in heels, but quickly pushed all thoughts aside when she heard the creature get up and give chase. Buffy turned right and realized that she was on Crawford street, the cemetery was a block or so up and she knew that creepy librarian would be there, she hoped he knew what to do. With renewed hope Buffy sprinted all the way into the cemetery and ran right into Giles. "Buffy you made it, I was begin....." But his sentence was cut off when he saw the vampire closing in.
"Run, we have to run." Buffy said, trying to get Giles to stand up.
"No, Buffy, you can fight him, you have to."
Buffy's eyes widened at his statement. He was definately crazy. She was about to reply when the vampire grabbed her from behind and started leaning his head toward her neck.
"Buffy, just use your instincts, you are the slayer, you can defeat him."
The vampire hissed slayer into her ear. Just as he was about to bite down, Buffy whipped her head back, connecting with the vampires nose. He stumbled back a few feet. Her head hurt, she could feel a headache forming already. The vamp regained it's bearing and charged at her, she grabbed the lapels of his shirt and used his momentum to throw him behind her. She spun around and instinct took over, it was like nothing she felt. Time felt as if it was creeping by slowly. The vamp leaped to its feet and circled her, looking for an opening which he immediately took advantage of and threw a left hook that connected with her cheek but she didn't feel it, her adrenalin was pumping like mad. She spun and side kicked him in the face. He flew back and Giles took the oppertunity to throw her a piece of wood, which she caught by instinct.
"Stab it through his heart, it's how you kill him."
She just nodded, stepped forward, and thrust the stake at the vamp, who easily side stepped it and landed a nasty punch on her back. She immediately fell to the ground, but had enought where-with-all to grab his ankle and pull him down beside her. He lunged forward and landed on top of her.
"Night, night slayer." He hissed into her face. When he leaned down to sink his fangs into her neck, she pulled her arm out of his grasp and stuck the wood into his back and straight through his heart. The vamp immediately crumbled to dust.
Buffy lay there for a moment, finally coming back to her senses.
"Buffy, are you alright?" Giles was immediately by her side. She sat up.
"You, you did this!" She angrily spat at him.
"What, no I wouldn't, I'm your watcher, I'm here to help."
"What was that? Why did he look like that and why is he a pile of dust?" She felt dizzy with confusion, anger, and residual fear.
"That was a vampire and vampires turn to dust when you stake them." Giles clarified.
"Uhuh." Buffy stood up. "I think I'm going to go home." She needed to get away. She didn't want this to be real, if it even was.
"Buffy, I think it's pertinent that we speak, we must discuss what went on here."
"Discuss, discuss what? That I got called to the library and some loon told me I was a slayer and then I get attacked by a.... vampire and I kill it and it's dust. Please, let's discuss this." She resorted to her usual sarcasm when she felt overwhelmed and right now she was far beyond overwhelmed. She was above overwhelmed.
"I know this is hard to grasp, that this all seems completely fictional but you must accept your destiny. Peoples' lives depend on it, depend on you. Buffy I'm not crazy and I'm certainly not trying to scare you but it is of the utmost importance that you listen to what I have to say. You must train and be prepared."
"Prepared for what? You just come into my school, my life and tell me that I must accept my destiny, whatever it may be? Just yesterday I was destiny free! Now, now I'm in a cemetery with a loony librarian killing vampires." She laughed, a deep on the brink of insanity laugh.
"What's so funny?" He looked at her in confusion.
"Nothing, it's just....." She broke into more laughter
"I don't see how any of this is funny." Giles was starting to feel worried. Did he break her? When she regained her ability to speak she replied,
"Ohhhh, I'm in a cemetery, with the school librarian, killing vampires." She let out a few more humorless chuckles.
"Yes, but how is that funny?"
"It's really not." Buffy looked down at her ruined dress. "I payed 200 dollars for this dress!"
Now Giles let out a chuckle. Buffy looked up at him and decided maybe he wasn't crazy.
"So, I'm a slayer?" She asked.
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End of chapter one. I worked real hard on this. I've had this story bouncing around in my head for eons and I realized that I just had to get it out. Anyway, sorry it's short but beginning a story is always most difficult, atleast for me. I'd appreciate any reviews, good or bad, I'm a tough gal ;) Also, sorry no Spike yet, but he will rear his platinum head soon.

Chapter 2:

The loud ringing that broke through Buffy's daze signaled the end of class. Finally, she thought, standing to leave English class. She walked down the hall toward the library. Hmm, she chuckled, just last week I wouldn't go into the library unless forced and yet here I am walking there. Just as she was rounding the corner to the corridor that the library was in she got ambushed by Cordelia.

"Buffy, where were you last night? I was worried, I would have called your house but I didn't want your mom to think you went missing when you were probably out being a dirty little tramp. Spill, did you meet up with Joe, because he wasn't there either?"
"Ahhh," Crap. "No I didn't see Joe, I felt sick so I stayed home. "
"You should have called me." Cordelia feigned compassion.
"Sorry, I literally passed out. I must have had that 24 hour bug thingy."
"So terrible, you missed an awesome night." Cordy looked around to make sure no one was listening, then leaned in and whispered, "Harmony wore this ugly pink dress, she looked like a peep, a fat mushy peep."
"Well, so sorry I missed that." Buffy's voice was oozing with sarcasm.
"What's with the 'tude?" Cordelia asked, crossing her arms over her chest in the manner that just spoke, 'I'm Queen C, bow before me'.
"Didn't sleep well." Before the conversation could continue Harmony walked over.
"Hey guys, Buffy I missed you last night. It was so much fun. You shoulda been."
"Yea, sorry, I was sick."

When did I start feeling uncomfortable around my friends, she thought. This is Cordy and Harm, they're always there for me. A little voice in her head told her otherwise, 'Yea right, like they care at all about you. They're just miserable and you know what they say about misery... it loves company.'
"Buffy, we're going to the salon today, you in?" Cordy asked.
"I would but I promised my mom some quality time." A lie but what was she going to say, 'I would spend time with you but I have to meet with the librarian so he can fill me in on my destiny, you know the one where I slay vampires and ruin expensive dresses.'
"Pfft, blow it off, Maria promised us free manicures today." Harmony said. Was she always this heartless, Buffy thought.
"Sorry, rain check."
With that Buffy walked off towards the library. Before she walked in she looked back to make sure Cordy and Harmony were gone and sure enough they were. She walked in to see Giles behind the counter cataloging books.
"Here I am, reporting for duty." Buffy said and hopped up on the counter. "Whatcha doing? Are you actually a librarian or is this just a cover, like undercover watcher, librarian by day, demon know-all by night?
"No, I'm an actual librarian. I'm also a watcher but there is no 'undercover' work." He gave her that incredulous look, almost as if saying 'are you that dumb'.
"Yea, yea. So, what am I supposed to learn today? Fighting techniques or are you going to bore me to death with a speech?"
"I'm going to inform you of your calling. Just basics, if we have enough time maybe a bit of sparing."
"Fine, bore me." She plastered a smile on her face. He gave her an impatient look.
"Alright. First, as you probably already noticed, you have preternatural strength. Accelerated healing abilities and the ability to sense when a vampire is near."
"Wait, I can sense vampires? Please don't tell me it works by smell." She cringed.
"No, it's like a sixth sense, a feeling in your gut. Some girls spoke of the hair on the back of their neck standing up. It's a very useful talent."
"Yea great. I'm just loving this. Can I fly or become invisible?" She looked almost curious but her sarcasm belied her words.
"No." He answered simply, walking over to unlock a cage in the corner and open a chest of weapons. She couldn't help herself, she oohed at the sight of shiny axes. She walked over to grab one but Giles stopped her,
"Ahh ahh, put your pads on first."
"My what? I'm not putting pads on."
"Do you have to disagree with everything I say? Dear lord, you are giving me a migrain." Giles took his glasses off his face and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Well, so sorry I'm not what you were expecting. Why don't you go find someone else to do this job? Oh, wait, you can't because I'm destined to be a slayer, so deal with it! I have to"

She was angry. He just dumps this responsibilty on me and expects me to deal like it's nothing! Like any of this is easy or normal. How do you just accept that your life isn't yours anymore. That you are just a pawn in some big game of life. She didn't ask for this, nor did she want it but does that matter, no. I'm just expected to jump right into this new world and be fine. I can't tell anyone how I feel. I'm alone and the only other person I can talk to about this is a stuffy old man who thinks nothing more of me than a ditz. She could feel the tears rising in her throat. Felt them as they slipped down her cheek.
Giles looked at her with sympathy. Maybe he was being a bit hard on her but she needed training, she needed to be prepared to battle demons. It was his job to keep her alive. He didn't know how to comfort her so he stood there with his hands in his pockets and his eyes on the floor. She spoke through her tears,
"Why me?" His heart broke at that.
"Oh, Buffy. I don't know why the powers picked you. It's just the way it works. I know it's not fair but you must train, you must protect the innocent. I'm sorry but there's just no other way."
"No, ofcourse not. I'm just a pawn. I'm not a person to these powers, I'm just a tool. They didn't consider my feelings when they chose to make me a slayer. They didn't care that it would give me a short life span. They don't care."
She started sobbing at that. Powerful choking sobs that released her anger and fright at what was happening. He didn't know if he should hug her so he grabbed a few tissues and handed them to her. She wiped her eyes and looked up at him through her tears.
"Thank you."
He smiled at her. She really was a strong, unique girl. He knew she was definately going to cause him many migrains but he knew she was going to be a great and powerful slayer.
"You ready to spar?" She looked at him and smiled.
"Sure."
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"Well, Buffy, I must say you are rather spry." Giles managed to get out between gulps of air.
"Yea, years of gymnastics and cheerleading."
"Yes, well, I think that's enough for tonight."
"What, you tired old man?" Buffy teased.
"Old man? I'm still young enough to get carded."
"Right, didn't mean to spark a mid-life crisis." She added with a smile.
Giles couldn't help but smile as well, 'so long as she isn't crying or yelling at me' he thought.
"Well, I'm off. Don't want mom to worry, see ya."

She grabbed her school bag and walked out. It was weird, she thought, the sparring barely caused her to break a sweat. If only she'd had her slayer powers when she was a gymnast. I definately would have kicked so much ass then. Thinking about her life then, heck even a few days ago, made her feel almost nostalgic. It was strange how things could change in the blink of an eye. One second, I'm just Buffy Summers, cheering extrordinaire and the next Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. Atleast no one can mess with me now.

She walked down Revello closing in on her home, and bed, she thought, when she saw her mom on the porch talking with a very weird looking man.
"Mom." She ran up to her, knowing what goes bump in the night will make you a little cautious. "Whose this?"
The man in question looked her over, appreciatiatively. He had hair that could rival the moon in its brightness. Eyes so dark blue they appeared black in the night. He wore all black from head to toe. What kind of statement is he trying to make, she thought.
"You must be Buffy." He finally spoke, in a British tongue.
"Yea, that would be me."
"Buffy," her mom spoke, "William here was telling me he's your new tutorer, what happened to Carrey?"
"Ahhh, she went to Nebraska, to visit family." Buffy lied easily, crossing her arms and staring at this William.
"So William, could I speak with you for a moment... alone."
"Sure pet, Joyce, would you mind?"
"Not at all, I'll just be inside. Buffy, make it quick, it's getting late." With that Joyce walked into the house.
"Who the hell are you and why are you on a first name basis with my mother."
"The name's Spike, I was sent to help you."
"You were sent to help me pass math, I somehow doubt that Spike or William."

For some reason it was easy to banter with him, it felt natural. She felt an instant dislike toward him.
"No, you ninny, I was sent to help you with your calling and the name is Spike, William is my Christian name, also it's poncy."
She laughed at him.
"Ok, William, how is it you plan on helping me?"
"Fighting the good fight and it's Spike."
"Uh huh and what are you because with that hair you can't be human." He actually looked a bit hurt. He ran his hand through his hair almost self consciously.
"Watch your mouth missy, and no I'm not human."
"Figured as much, so what are you then?"
He looked almost hesitant to reply.
"Hear me out first without flying off the handle alright?"
"That's comforting." He just looked at her and began,
"I'm a vampire but I have a soul. I'm good, well as good as I can be." He wiggled his eyebrows at her. "I was sent by the council to aid you, but by no means am I going to be bossed around by the likes of you."
A vampire, she thought, and it just keeps getting weirder. Why can't I just have one day without any surprises.
"Why didn't Giles warn me you were coming?"
"Giles, your watcher I presume?" At her nod he continued, "He doesn't know I'm coming, doesn't know I exist actually but not to worry, just have him phone the council and they'll fill him in."
"Right, I'll do that. Why don't we take a trip down to the library and fill him in." Best find out if he's lying now she figured.
"Doesn't your mom want you in?"
"Yea, fine, tomorrow afternoon, when school ends meet me at the Sunnydale High library. Try anything funny and you'll be clogging up my vacuum for the next month."
"Wouldn't dream of it pet." He started walking off. He turned back around a second later. "You're pretty than the last slayer, feister too. Ta, love."
She squinted her eyes at him.
"Thanks" She replied sarcastically, watching as Spike disappeared from view.
"Damn arrogant, presumptious vampire"

A/N: Sorry for the long gap inbetween these chapters but real life had a hold on me for awhile and writer's block had me by the throat. I hope people are liking this so far, also thanks for the gracious reviews, they make me smile =) lol. I promise to post sooner. Also, does anyone like this so far?

A/N: Sorry for another short one but I don't have much time to write but I don't want to leave anyone hanging so I hope hope hope I can make some time this week to sit down and write a nice long chapter for you guys. I also really and truly appreciate all the reviews so far, they make me want to keep writing and a smilin' =)

Chapter 3:

Buffy walked into the library as soon as class ended, making sure to get there before she ran into Cordy. When she walked in, Giles was sparring with an imaginary partner. Making gahh sounds as he swung the sword over his head and launched the sword forward. He made a few more sweeping movements before he spotted Buffy, trying to hold her laughter in. He sheepishly dropped the sword at his side.
“Buffy, you’re actually on time.”
“Yea, good thing too. I needed a laugh.”
“Glad I could amuse you. So, feel like sparring?”
“No, I mean later, but right now I want to talk to you.” He raised his eyebrows.
“Bore me.” She just looked at him, so stuffy old man has some humor in him.
“Last night, when I got home, there was this guy talking to my mother. He said his name was Spike and that the Watcher’s Council sent him. Told me you should call them.”
“Spike, never heard of him.”
“Yea, well, lucky you. He was rude and obnoxious. Not to mention his hair.”
“No, I think you mentioned it enough last night.” Spike said as he walked in.

Buffy hadn’t even heard him come in. Sneaky. As he walked toward her she could smell his cologne, a spicy musk mingled with the scent of tobacco. He was wearing what appeared to be the same clothes as last night, along with the duster. It was bright in the library and she could see the blue of his eyes, the shadows enhancing the angularity of his cheekbones. Maybe he isn’t so bad looking, she thought, which only served to magnify her dislike of him. He must have caught on to her perusal because his eyes were dancing and he had the barest hint of a smirk forming. She rolled her eyes and looked away

“So, Spikey, care to inform Giles of why you’re here?” She gave him a look that just screamed of annoyance.
“You asked me to of course.” He gave her the same look she gave him which only infuriated her.
“No, really? Tell him why you’re in Sunnydale and of your allergy to sunlight.”
“Good lord, are you a vampire?” Giles looked alarmed.
“Yea, but he claims he has a soul. I doubt he has compassion though.”

The words stung Spike. Yea he riled her up a lot but he never tried to hurt her. Shaking it off, he replied.
“Well pet, I guess the saying’s true then, takes one to know one” She narrowed her eyes at him.
“You have a soul and the council sent you here? Why was I not informed?” Giles asked.
“Don’t rightly know watcher, but the council sent me so why don’t you give them a call, see what they have to say.”
“Right, and why is it you were sent here?” Spike smiled and looked over at Buffy who was glaring daggers at him.
“I was sent to help the Slayer here, fight the good fight. I want to help save puppies and Christmas.” Giles just walked into his office to phone the council. Them two seemed to have a lot of tension between them, he thought. Hopefully they don’t end up killing each other.
“You don’t seem like an animal person to me.” Buffy retorted.
“Well, pet, people can surprise you. I think you’d know that by now.”
“Yea I do.” He looked almost shocked.
“What, you have no snappy comeback?”
“How about I beat the crap out of you, how’s that?” She plastered on an extremely fake smile.
“You can try, feel up to sparring?” He almost seemed giddy at the prospect of fighting her, truth be told he couldn’t wait to see what she had.
“Sure, feel up to getting beat?”
“Let’s do it love, I’ll try not to be too rough.” His words oozed with sexuality.

She threw a punch at him which he easily blocked and threw a punch that landed on her jaw. She stumbled back only to spring forward with a backhand to his cheek. Spike came at her with speed she didn’t know he had and tackled her to the ground, pinning her arms over her head. She tried to wiggle free but he had her successfully pinned.
“Give up slayer?” He taunted.
“Never.”
She managed to knee him in the groin which made him let go of her arms. She then pushed him off her and sprung to her feet, he quickly followed. They circled each other, each looking for an opening. Spike took advantage of her inexperience and punched her in the nose then grabbed her, spun her around, and pulled her flush up against him, her back to him. He whispered in her ear.
“I win.”
She shivered at their close proximity. She could feel the hard lines of his body and couldn’t help but appreciate the way he stirred up her emotions.
“I can smell you love,” he inhaled deeply, “it’s intoxicating.”
“You..” She whispered.
“I what, love.”
“You..” She threw her head back and connected with his nose. She had the element of surprise on her side and he fell backward onto the ground. “Are a pig.”

He laughed. She was feisty, didn’t want to admit that she was just turned on but he knew better. He could hear the roaring rush of her blood as it swan through her veins, the hard thumping of her heart as it pounded to the beat of arousal. He could smell her womanly musk as it seemed to permeate throughout the room, her perfume only heightened the deliciousness of her scent. She was surrounding his senses and he couldn’t get enough. He felt a swell of pride course through him at the knowledge that he was the cause of it. He smiled because he knew she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He was hooked, it was going to be fun working along side her. Before he could think of a reply Giles walked out of his office, clearly annoyed.
“Would you two knock it off.”
“Sorry Giles, so what did the council have to say?” Buffy actually looked apologetic. Giles took his glasses off and began cleaning them.
“Well, first they berated me for calling in the middle of the night but they did tell me that Spike is here to help. They sent him to help train you Buffy, they must think I’m inadequate, but nevertheless, he’s good.”
“That’s it, he’s here to help train me?” Buffy couldn’t help but feel a moment of pleasure in the fact that he would be sticking around for awhile, but just to annoy, that’s all.
“Yes, it appears so.”
“So, sensei, what do we learn first? Crossbow, quarterstaff, or swordsmanship? Oh, and I’m not wearing pads.” Giles looked up at the ceiling and rolled his eyes, Buffy just smiled.
“No, love, first we go out tonight. Let’s see how you handle the real thing.” He wiggled his eyebrows, clearly impressed with his double entandra. Giles, however remained oblivious.
“Are you sure she’s ready?” Buffy face turned crimson and she looked away, clearly embarrassed.
“No, but she will be when I’m through with her.” Spike had a self satisfied smirk in place.
“Ok bleach boy, why don’t we go get some food first then head out. Food’s on you.” She gave him an innocent smile.
“Right, then, lead the way. Later, watcher, I’ll try to bring her back in one piece.” Buffy just pulled him out the library doors and down the corridor.
“You are such a pain in the ass, can’t you just be civil for one second?”
“Hey, I was civil, Giles likes me.” Spike replied.
“Yea, you’re a charmer.”

Before Spike could get a jab in some guy yelled Buffy’s name and she turned to talk to him.
“Joe, what are you doing here so late?” Buffy looked like a deer caught in head lights. She was silently praying that Spike would just disappear.
“Practice, why are you here so late and whose this?” He was of course referring to Spike. Spike just gave him a once over and scoffed, obviously catching on to the fact that Joe must be Buffy’s boyfriend. So she has a main squeeze, he thought, doesn’t look like much of a man to me. I should eat him when she’s not around. Spike smiled at that.
“The names Spike, I’m Buffy’s new tutorer. Didn’t she mention me?” He couldn’t help but get a dig in, which didn’t go unnoticed by Buffy.
“Don’t worry Joe, he’s no one special.” She leaned up and gave Joe a kiss. She could feel Spike’s eyes digging holes into her back. When they broke the kiss Joe looked warily at Spike and said to Buffy,
“Ok, so long as he doesn’t try anything. I was wondering though if you wanted to come over tonight. My parents are away until next week. I thought we could hang for awhile.”
“I would but I have stuff to do tonight.” Buffy apologized.
“Alright, but its your loss Buffy.” With that he walked away. Buffy just sighed, figures, I’m not even the slayer for a week and already my social life is dwindling.
“What a stupid git. How can you date that loser?” Spike couldn’t believe any girl would willing date something like that.
“Shut up Spike, I don’t see how this is any of your business. So keep your mouth shut about things you don’t understand.” Buffy yelled.
“Fine, whatever, date who you like.” Spike held his hands up in surrender.
“Thanks for your permission, I’m blessed.”
“Would you stop being so difficult woman, I’m just saying he’s a git, who talks to a woman like that?” Buffy just looked up at him in defeat.
“Look, it’s none of your business ok, so can we please just drop it?”
“Sure, love.” He actually looked sincere. Buffy sighed in relief. “So, where are all the good places to eat around here? Any places with some wings, I could use some right about now.”
“Well, there’s the Bronze but it’s a bit early to go there. Would you settle for some subs or sandwiches at the pizza place on Main?”
“Sure, sounds good to me but we’ll have to take the sewers, my allergy to the sun remember?”
Actually, she’d forgotten. He acted so humanlike that she forgot that he wasn’t. She wasn’t about to let him know that though.
“No, I didn’t forget, just slipped my mind. So how exactly do we use the sewers and if I have to walk around in poo well then you can just starve and I’ll go by myself.” She cringed at the prospect of having to walk around in crap. He laughed at her, it was cute the way she got grossed out.
“No, love, no poo. Just a bit of running water is all. I took the liberty of reading the sewer map of ole’ SunnyD. There’s an entrance in the basement.”
“Ok, let’s go through the sewers. If you ever tell a soul I walked through one I will personally see to it that you be castrated. Got it?”
“Got it.” He smiled as they walked toward the basement. Yup, he was going to like Sunnydale.