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Flashback Three years ago


“Come on William, please ride with me?” Fourteen-year old Buffy told Spike as she got on the line for the carousel.


“Nu-uh.” William shook his head. “I didn’t come here for the merry-go-round. I wanna go on the speedway section.”


“Oh please Will, I don’t wanna go on the ride alone. I promise I’ll race with you on the mini speedway if you go with me.”



“Nope. Not going. Don’t you think we’re too old for that ride? I used to enjoy going there when I was a kid but now-”


“One can never be too old to ride in a Carousel.”



“Says who?”



“Says your very smart and pretty best friend.”



He rolled up his eyes. “Very funny.”



“William, please? I’ll do anything. I’ll even try to get you on a date with Hannah if you want.”



William looked at her, his face unfathomable when he finally succumbed to her wishes. “All right. But only because you’re fixing me up on a date with Hannah and not for other reasons.”



“What other reasons would there be?”


“Forget it. Let’s go…” He grabbed her hand. “Carousels are for ninnies. I can’t believe I’m actually agreeing to do this. You’re gonna sully my big bad reputation, you know that?”


“U-huh,” she piped, smiling widely. “I get to ruin your image while I ride my most favorite ride of all. I’m having the best day ever!”


End of flashback
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“It’s all right, Miss Summers. The town’s fair seems lame anyway, nothing special about it. I don’t know what I was thinking...” Spike muttered regretfully as he turned to leave.



“Spike, wait!”



Spike halted his steps and turned to Buffy sharply, impatience evident in his tone. “Yeah?”




“I’ll go with you… just wait here while I go change,” she said right before she disappeared into the house.



Several minutes later she reappeared, wearing very light make-up with her hair pulled up in a ponytail. The December weather was actually warm enough for to wear a thin cardigan over her sleeveless light green chiffon blouse. She exchanged her skirt for some cuffed jeans. She wanted to dress as comfortably as she could just in case she decided to get on the scary and fast-paced rides.



“So, do you want to walk or we should get in my car and get there faster?” Spike suggested.



“Spike, it’s just a few blocks away.”




“I know, but knowing how you’ll probably want to get on every ride at the fair, I thought it would be best if you conserve your energy.”




“Fine, you drive while I walk there by myself and we could just meet each other at the entrance.” She replied irritably as she started to walk.



Spike muttered a curse under his breath as he ran to block her path. “Wait.”



Buffy glared at him impatiently. “What now?”




“Why are you acting like brat all of a sudden?”



Buffy sighed exasperatedly, “I know that you obviously have somewhere else you want to be, and that you’re only here with me now because you saw how distraught I was. But I’m okay now. You don’t have to tag along just because my mom asked you to. I can call Willow and ask her to come with me to the fair instead.”




“You’re right. I’m not gonna lie to you,” Spike told her. “I did have something planned out this afternoon but I changed my mind.”




“Just like that? You changed your mind?” she asked with an inquisitive look, placing her arms on her chest.




“Well, it’s your birthday, Summers,” he told her tenderly.



“So?” Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes but she resisted because she didn’t want him to see her cry. If he really cared he wouldn’t have left me this morning without saying goodbye.



“Honestly, I just want to be able to spend some time with my best friend on her special day. Please, luv. Just you and me. What do you say?” Right. No poofter to spoil our day…hopefully. “It’ll be completely my treat.”



And just like that, the walls she built around herself all came tumbling down.



“Your treat? What, did you hit your head on the wall on your way out of the house? That is so unlike you,” she said, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.



“Call it your birthday and graduation present. Since you have Angel back. I figured you wouldn’t be needing further lessons from me. ”



“Oh.” Buffy replied looking down at her sandals. She should be glad that Spike was taking one of her problems out of her hands, but she wasn’t. He was actually agreeing with her seriously this time without a trace of anger that they should go back to their platonic relationship… but all she wanted to do was kiss him and cling on to him like crazy and never let go.



“Look pet, we both got what we wanted. I got Dru and you got Angel. But that’s not what I want to celebrate,” he said as he reached for both of her hands and held them tight. “I want to celebrate us.”


“Us?”


“I want to celebrate the fact that we’re both lucky to always have each other to turn to.”



The look on Spike’s face was so sincere that it immediately caused Buffy to feel guilty.



“I’m sorry.” Buffy apologized. “Here you are trying to cheer me up and I’m being my usual grumpy self again.”



“You’re forgiven, pet.” Spike told her with a grin, his arm coming around her as they started to walk. “Come on, I’ll buy you some ice cream when we get there.”



“Chocolate flavor?”



“Sure, with fudge mint on top.”



“You know me so well.”



*************

“Wow! That was sooo cool!” Buffy giggled excitedly as they got off the rollercoaster. “I wanna go again, Spike….Spike?”



Buffy tried to suppress her laughter as she watched the bleached blonde stagger dizzily towards her. “How about we rest a little, yeah?”



“Oh come on now, you’re not giving up just yet, are you? We’ve only started…”



“Started?!! We’ve already been on and off of the rollercoaster for like four bloody times now! I swear if we go up there again, my guts are gonna shoot right out of my mouth while we’re in mid air.”



“Eck! Such a disgusting visual! You’re such a grandpa… All right. We’ll rest.” Buffy rolled her eyes.


“Good.”



“Say why don’t we sit…” Buffy scanned the area. “near one of those booths?”




When Spike’s stare followed the area to which she was pointing, a huge scowl formed on his face. “We’ve already gone there, luv. Like a dozen times and you haven’t won anything.”



“But I so wanna win the pink pig..” She said, pulling him towards one of the booths. “You can play too if you want.”



“No thanks, I’ve already tried winning you that soddin’ pig this morning, and each time, I only managed to shoot one vampire out of three.”



“But I’ve already thought of a name for my pink pig. I’m gonna call him Mr. Gordo.”




“Right, coz’ that is such a cool name.” Spike told her sarcastically.




“Spike, please? I’ll even spend my own money this time. I wanna try again.”




“Are you sure?” he cocked an eyebrow. “You really suck at bows and arrows.”



Buffy frowned at him. “Well, you know what they say… Practice makes perfect.”



“All right, goldilocks.” he said, giving her a disapproving look when she started to take out her wallet. “No. My treat.”



“But-”



“I meant what I said a while ago, Buffy. Today’s gonna be entirely on me.”



“Thanks.” Buffy smiled at him sweetly as she watched him pay the man who was running the booth.



Soon Buffy was aiming the bow and arrow at the little vampire targets that would alternately appear. She had to hit at least two to get the pig prize. But, unfortunately, out of all five games that she played, she didn’t hit one single vampire.




Spike smirked and shook his head as Buffy walked up to him with a big pout on her face. “Are you okay, luv?”




“I can’t believe I didn’t hit anything,” she said, her lower lip jutting out.




He just spent his entire week’s allowance on the shoot-the-vampire game, but all he could think about was how much he wanted to take her lower lip between his teeth and…




“Spike?” Buffy waved her hand in front of his face.



“I’m sorry. I was just…” He cleared his throat. “Oh look, they don’t have a line at the Ferris wheel.” Good save, Spike.




“There’s a reason why they don’t have a line.” Buffy muttered as he grabbed her hand and pulled her to towards a booth to buy more tickets. “It’s a boring ride.”




“No it’s not, you’re just scared to get on it.”



“Me scared? Of a harmless ol’ Ferris wheel? You’ve got to be kidding me.”



“So how come I’ve never seen you ride in one?”



Buffy closed and opened her mouth before she managed a faint reply. “Like I told you before, it’s boring.”



“Lame.” Spike told her, pulling her towards the entrance.



“Okay, you got me. Ferris Wheels gives me the wiggins,” she said scrounging up her nose to emphasize her point.



“Why?”



“Because, I’m afraid of heights.”



“Now that’s just rubbish and you know it! You can go on a roller coaster like, hundreds of times but you can’t get on the Ferris wheel because you’re afraid of heights,” he said while crossing his arms, a gesture he only made whenever he was both irritated and amused.



“It’s true. I AM afraid of heights. The rollercoasters we have here in Sunnydale are not so high,” she tried to explain. “They’re fast enough for me to not notice how high we really are. I rode in the boring Ferris wheel before when I was younger and I remember that it moved slowly that I could see and feel how far I really was from the ground. Like the moment you reach the top, guh!!!”



“Buffy, you’re being silly, luv.”



“I’m serious Spike. I’m gonna scream if you to force me to ride in that thing.”


“No you’re not.” Spike ushered her towards their seat.



“All right.” Buffy conceded as she watched the man running the Ferris Wheel secure the lock on their seat.



Buffy clutched tightly on the edge of their seat. As they started to rise, she felt her stomach began to turn.



“See, there’s nothing to be scared of. The man is just trying to fill up every seat and that’s why the ride is moving and stopping.” Spike assured her.



“Oh God!” Buffy muttered nervously. “If I end up puking all over my favorite jeans, it’s gonna be all your fault.”



Spike hid a smile as he noticed that Buffy had already started to inch closer to him. “Look at me, luv.”



Buffy wasn’t listening. She couldn’t help feeling a little panicky as they reached the top.


“Buffy. Come here.”



Buffy moved closer to him until their legs were touching. “Holy shit! I could practically see our house from here!”



“Really?” His eyes followed the area where she was looking.



Buffy was trying very hard to keep herself calm as they started to descend. She opened her mouth to even out her breathing as the wheel resumed its nerve-wracking climb once again. Soon they were moving in a spine-tingling steady rotation.



“Well I’m not really sure since all the houses seem to look exactly alike from up here, but two of those could be yours and mine.” She chattered nervously.



They’ve been best of friends for four years and still, he couldn’t find a single boring moment with her. Every time she reacted to something or opened her mouth to speak, he found himself smiling and shaking his head in amusement. At this rate, if he thought he was gonna get over her that easily, he couldn’t be more wrong.



Buffy was actually looking at the other seats below and noticed that there were just three seats that were still unoccupied. She grinned mischievously when she saw that the couple behind them was getting pretty cozy with each other. Hmm, they look so cute.



Spike must’ve read her mind for she suddenly felt him slowly take her hand in his. That innocent touch alone brought several delicious tingles that traveled all they way down to her toes.



“Spike?” She saw his head slowly come down. And the moment his lips touched hers, she felt a bittersweet pain that tugged at her heart. Buffy held back a sob as tears started to well up in her eyes. How could he just leave and now kiss her like nothing happened? And yet even with the anger rising fast within her chest, she found herself kissing him back. How could he just pretend like…God, it’s torture. She sighed. The way he was kissing her was torture. Gone were his hard bruising kisses. Instead, they were now replaced with soft feathery touches that left her begging for more while her heart ached. She wondered if he was somehow trying to convey something through his magical kisses.



Please love me,, he thought desperately as he continue to make light gentle kisses on her lips. He didn’t attempt to go deeper. His tongue continued to hide behind his teeth and yet his desperation behind every single kiss he gave was still intensely obvious.



When they finally withdrew, she looked into his eyes and found herself mesmerized at the amount of emotion flickering through them. There were so many things she wanted to say and yet she’d chosen to remain silent, afraid that she might ruin their magic moment.


Spike didn’t speak as well. They just continued to stare at each other in amazement until their ride finally came to a stop. Sparks were practically flying above their heads when he took her hand and led her to sit in one of the benches.



“Buffy, can I ask you something?”



Buffy tried very hard to mask the anticipation in her voice as she replied to him, “Ask away.”




“Are you still in love with Angel?”



TBC



A/N: Thanks for the awesome reviews on my last Chapter and also for the nice notes you left on the review section and email regarding my flu. Let me know how you like my latest update. I love reading all your reviews. They make me write faster. Once again thanks to Natalie for proofreading.





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