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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.





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