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Sorry for not updating sooner, but i was fighting with my latest chapter, hope you guys enjoy! Kuddos! Disclaimer in full effect
Buffy finished doing her hair and was currently looking around the room for her makeup bag. Remembering she had left it in the bathroom, she went and knocked on the door.

“Spike, when you get a second do you think you can set my make up bag out side the door so I can finish getting ready?” she called through the door.

Spike could barely hear her over the running water and told her to just come on in. Buffy hesitantly walked in with the intention of just grabbing her bag and leaving. When she walked in her eyes defied her and looked to the shower curtain on their own accord. The clear shower curtain did little to hide her roommate’s naked body. Feeling a blush rise to her cheeks she quickly grabbed for her bag. Just as she was about to leave, Spike casually popped his head out of the shower.

“Find what you were looking for?”

Averting her eyes from his body she replied, “Yeah, I’ll just let you finish showering.”

Spike shut off the water. “All done, you can have the bathroom. Think you can hand me that towel over there?”

Buffy absently handed him the towel and didn’t dare look in his direction. Spike dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist. Stepping out of the shower he grabbed another to dry his hair. Slinging it over his shoulders, he grabbed a Q-tip from the medicine cabinet. “So where are you girls heading to this evening?”

Buffy looked over at him and her mouth went dry. He stood there with a towel wrapped low on his slender hips and there were still water droplets clinging to his muscle defined chest. Blinking a few times she looked up at him. “Oh uh, Indigo,” she managed to choke out.

Spike tossed the used Q-tip in the garbage. “Sounds like fun. You should probably leave the door open, your face is all flushed from the steam, don’t want to get too hot,” he said completely oblivious as to why she looked flustered.

Buffy felt her cheeks start to burn even more. Had he realized she had been looking at him in the shower? Since he didn’t have on his trademark smirk, she figured not. Smiling at him she replied, “Yeah you’re probably right.” She quickly distracted herself by applying her makeup as he walked out and went to dress in his room.

Spike was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels when he heard someone beating on the door. Spike got up from the couch and answered it. Behind the door stood Angel, Lindsay, and Gunn, ready to go. Spike grabbed his duster and was almost out the door when he heard Buffy call from her room.

“Spike have you seen my tampons?”

Spike let out a groan. Great this was just what he needed, his horn ball friends drooling over Buffy. With and exasperated sigh he bellowed out, “I think there under the cabinet. I’m leaving, bye.” He tried to hurry out the door, but was stopped by three very intrigued men.

“You sly dog, who’s the girl?” Lindsey asked with a wolfish grin as he pushed past the blond man hoping to get a look at the female occupying Spike’s dorm. The other guys followed Lindsey’s lead and walked into the living area looking for the owner of the voice. Angel caught sight of Buffy coming out of her room. Looking over at Spike, Angel smirked. “Well now I see why you spend all your free time at home. Hell if I had a girl like that, I’d never leave the bed.”

Spike turned to look at Angel with cold eyes. “Mind your tongue mate. It’s not like that,” He warned.

Buffy found her tampons and stuck a couple in her purse as she walked in the living room. There stood three good looking guys grinning at her. Oh my god! Please tell me they didn’t just hear that.
Buffy felt her cheeks burn bright red. “Uh, thanks, I found them.” she managed to say despite her embarrassment.

Spike turned to her and flashed her a quick smile. “Right then, we’ll be off then,” he said while trying to push his friends out the door. Gunn put a hand to Spike chest to stop him. “Aren’t you gonna introduce us to your friend?” he asked never taking his eyes off Buffy.

Spike let out an exasperated sigh; he might as well get this over with now. Turning to Buffy he pointed to each one as he said, “These are my mates Angel, Gunn, and Lindsey.” Turning back to his friends, he gave them a pointed look as he introduced Buffy. “And this is my ROOMMATE Buffy.”

Gunn pushed his way forward to stand in front of Buffy. Giving his sexiest smile he said, “Damn Girl, you sure do beat the hell out of my goofy lookin’ roommate.”

Buffy blushed. “Hi, Gunn is it?” Gunn nodded his head. “Yeah that’s what my friends call me. Nice to meet you Buffy.”

Lindsey stepped forward. “So are you gonna join us this evening?” he asked in a smooth drawl.

Oh yeah, she could get used to this. She had never been the center of a man’s attention before, let alone three, and she had to admit, it felt good.

Turning to Lindsey she gave him an apologetic look. “’Fraid not boys, I have other plans this evening.” She noticed the tall dark haired guy hadn’t said anything. He just stood there and leered at her with a grin on his face. Sure he was good looking, hot in fact, but he was making her slightly uneasy under his intense gaze.

Angel stayed next to Spike just watching the girl. She was gorgeous. He knew for a fact that’s why Spike had never mentioned her before. Never taking his eyes off her he said, “Alright guys, we better get going, Oz is meeting us at Baller’s with some other guys from the team.”

Spike let out a sigh of relief and muttered under his breath, “Thank God,” as his friends began to shuffle towards the door. Spike walked over to Buffy and leaned in close so only she could hear. “Next time my mates come by, do you think you could wear let’s say… oh, I don’t know, maybe some clothes?” His voice had a slight edge to it.

Buffy looked down at her clothes. She was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a red halter that tied at the neck and back. Sure the top did little to cover her midriff, but it wasn’t indecent by any means. Buffy looked up at him with a raised brow. “Well at least I have clothes on ‘Mr. I like to walk around in my underwear’,” she countered.

Spike gave her an exasperated look. “Listen I got to go, we can talk about this later,” he said leaning in and kissing her quickly on the cheek.

Buffy looked at him like a deer caught in headlights as she brought her hand to the spot where he had kissed her cheek. Where the hell had that come from? He had NEVER kissed her before. Granted it was barely a peck to the cheek, but it was still a kiss nonetheless.

Spike shocked himself as well when he placed a chaste kiss to her cheek, and apparently by her reaction he had surprised her too. Thankful that his friends couldn’t see her startled, he smiled at her and said, “I’ll see you when you get home. Be good.”

Buffy covered her shock quickly and tried to smile back. “Sure, see you when I get home. Have fun,” she said in a wavering tone.

The guys left as Willow arrived at the dorm. After they all said quick hellos and good byes, Willow walked over to Buffy with a bright smile. “So you ready to go shake your groove thang?”

Buffy turned to Willow with an absent look and stated, “Spike kissed me.”
Willow’s eyes nearly fell out of her head “What? Oh my god, are you serious? When?”

Buffy touched her cheek as if to make sure it was still there. “Just now, before he left.”

Willow looked at her surprised. “Wow, in front of all his friends? So was it a good kiss?” The last part she asked as she raised her eyebrows suggestively.

Buffy looked at her shocked. “WILLOW! It was a peck on the cheek for god sake not tonsil hockey,” she said defensively.

Willow’s excitement instantly deflated. “Oh. Well then I wouldn’t read too much into it, it was probably just a friendly kiss goodbye,” she said disappointedly.

Buffy, in turn, raised a brow at her friend. “Try not to sound too disappointed,” she replied sarcastically.

Willow gave her a knowing look. “Buffy, I told you before that I thought you were crushin’ on him. It’s only a matter of time before things get a little more ‘friendly’ between you two.”

Buffy looked at her like she was crazy. “Please, nothing and I repeat NOTHING is ever going to happen between me and Spike. We are just roommates and that is all and that’s all it will ever be. End of story,” she said resolutely.

Willow shrugged her shoulders. “Yeah it’s probably for the best anyways, you know so there’s no weird awkwardness between you.”

Buffy nodded in agreement. “Right, because we have enough problems as it is,” she replied as she grabbed her coat and purse so they could leave. Willow walked out the door with a smile on her face. The seed was definitely growing at a fast pace.

Spike and his friends sat around the Sports bar playing pool. They had ragged on him the whole way there about Buffy, but he did his best not to bite each and every one of their heads off. It was really getting under his skin the way they talked about her. She wasn’t just some random girl, she was his Buffy. Noticing he was low on beer, he set his pool stick down and looked over to Angel. “Hey mate, I’m goin’ to the bar, need a refill?”

Angel shook his head no. “Nah, I’m good. Hurry up, I got next game.” Spike left and headed to the bar.

He was standing there waiting for the bartender to take his order, when he noticed a blonde chick ogling him from the end of the bar. He merely nodded in greeting and smiled. She apparently took it as an invitation because she walked over and leaned next to him on the bar.

“Well hey there gorgeous, what your name?” The blond purred

Spike looked over at the busty blond and grinned. “Well hey yourself. The names Spike.”
The blond raised a brow. “Mmm Spike huh, well I’m Harmony and I would love to find out just how you got that name Spike,” she said seductively as she ran her finger down his chest.

Spike curled his tongue behind his teeth and leaned in close. “Oh would you now? ” his voice came out as a deep rumble in his chest.

Harmony looked up at him with hooded eyes. “Mhmm, how bout we go back to your place and we can do just that?” she let her finger trail to the waist of his jeans.

Spike thought about her offer for a moment and then Buffy’s face popped into his head. All thoughts of shagging the blond before him went straight out the window. Backing up slightly, he removed her hand from his waistline. “Sorry pet, I’m gonna have to take a rain check on that one, maybe some other time.”

Harmony looked at him with shocked eyes. “Are you serious? I just asked you to leave with me, and you’re saying no?” she asked disbelievingly.

Spike gave her an apologetic smile. “Not that it’s not a right temptin’ offer, but I have a roommate who wouldn’t think to highly of bringin’ some strange chit back to our room,” he explained.

He ordered his beer and was about to walk away when Harmony stopped him. “Spike if you’re ever interested, here’s my number. Give me a call sometime, it could be interesting,” she said as she placed a small piece of paper in his hand, and placed a kiss to his lips.

Spike watched the blond saunter off and shook his head. Some girls had no shame in telling a guy just what they wanted. Walking back over to his friends he took a long sip of his beer and picked back up his pool stick.

Angel had watched while Spike was at the bar talking to the blond everyone knew as Harmony. He himself had taken her home a few times, but both times he had hastily pushed her out the door the next morning. Angel noticed Spike gave her the brush off and wondered if it had anything to do with the cute little blonde that would be waiting for him when he got home. Determined to find out, Angel tested the waters.

“So Spike, who was the girl at the bar?” He asked nonchalantly.
Spike looked over at Angel and shrugged his shoulders. “Just some chit who wanted to get to know me better s’all.”

Angel nodded his head. “Man if I were you, I would take her up on her offer, she was hot,” Angel said in a sly tone.

Lindsey and Gunn were standing back at the table. Lindsey leaned over and whispered, “But not as hot as the little thing he’s livin’ with.”

Gunn nodded his head. “I heard that.”

Spike took his shot and the looked back to Angel. “Well then help yourself cause I’m not interested, got her number if you want it,” he said off handedly.

Angel waited a bit before he drew Spike in. With a wolfish grin he said, “Nah, that’s okay. But speaking of blonds, your roommate sure is cute. Maybe I should take her out sometime, you know, show her a good time,” he said suggestively. Angel waited for Spike’s reaction. Bingo, there it was. Flat out rage.

Spike stopped mid shot and looked up at Angel with cold eyes. “You’ll stay the fuck away from her. She’s not one of your little whores you can toss aside in the morning. Buffy’s not like that,” he said through clinched teeth.

Lindsey and Gunn sat back and waited to see what would happen between their two friends. Angel looked smug while Spike just looked pissed. Gunn and Lindsey both sat ready to jump between the two if they decided to start throwing punches.

Angel put up his hands in surrender. “Easy now, I was just merely mentioning taking her out, that’s all. No need to get testy,” he said calmly. Oh yeah, Angel knew that his friend had it bad, but he just had to make him realize it.

Spike continued to glare at Angel. He would cut off his own prick before letting Angel lay a hand on Buffy. He knew his friend all to well. He was the king of pump and dump. There was probably a bloody club of girls that had been the tragic victims of Angel O’Shea. Letting go of some of his anger he said ,“Well just leave her alone alright, remember I have to live with her and I don’t want to have to hear her snivelin’ about how you did her wrong.”

Gunn and Lindsey both relaxed when some of the tension lifted between the two. Angel looked over at his friend and nodded. “Fine I won’t ask her out, but just out of curiosity, are you interested in her?” Angel asked innocently.

Suddenly all eyes were on him. And the million-dollar question had been asked, was he interested in Buffy? Boy, now if that wasn’t a loaded question, Spike didn’t know what was. Looking back at his friends he was about to answer when hew noticed them staring over his shoulder. Turning to see what the fuss was, he saw Buffy and Willow walk in the door. With wide eyes he said out loud, “Oh fuck!”



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