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Love and Death Embrace	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 4146 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A petite blonde
woman leaned against the side of the open doorway, her arms crossed over her
chest as she watched the group of men leaning over a table across from her.
�I�m bored,� she announced loudly, garnering an immediate response from the
dark-haired man at the head of the table. His shoulders stiffened before he
turned to look at her, not bothering to mask his annoyance.

�Then go find
something to entertain yourself with, Buffy,� he snapped. �I�ve got important
work to do here, and I don�t have time to indulge your every whim.�

�You never
indulge any of my whims, Angelus!� Buffy yelled in response, throwing her arms
up in the air as she stepped fully into the room, they�d been going through
this every night for weeks now, and she�d had enough. �Hell, ever since we came
back to LA, all you�ve wanted to do is stay in. I�m going stir crazy. We�ve
barely even been having sex!�

A couple of the
men at the table with Angelus started to snicker, though they stopped abruptly
at the look he gave them. �Buffy, I�ve already told you, I�ve got more important things to do right now than escort you around
town.�

�Yeah,
yeah. The Los Angeles master is
dead, you�ve got to vie for the position so you can take over the West Coast
and then the world or whatever, but baby, I don�t care about any of that,� Buffy said, a slight whine in her voice.
�I liked things better the way they were before.�

�We�re not
discussing this now,� Angelus said tersely.

�But��

Angelus slammed his
hands on the table, bringing Buffy to an immediate silence. �I told you we�re
not discussing this right now. I�m your sire, and unless you want to end up a
pile of dust, you better do what I say. Now go.�

�Fine,� replied,
before turning on her heel and storming out. �Asshole,� she muttered as she
made her way down the hallway of the large mansion Angelus had commandeered
when they�d set up in Los Angeles several months earlier. Since then, he hadn�t taken her out at all,
forcing her to feed by herself and then wait up most nights for him to come to
bed exhausted after yet another night of whatever the hell it was he did in his
bid to take over LA.

The whole thing
seemed stupid to her. Why did he want to be the Master of Los Angeles? Or the
whole West Coast for that matter? It seemed like way too much pressure to her,
and way more responsibility than she�d want. She guessed she could see the lure
of the power, but being a vampire alone made her powerful. She didn�t really
feel the need to be more powerful than all the other vampires, too.

Besides, if the way
things had been recently was any indication, it wasn�t any fun.

In the first
twenty-four and a half years she�d been a vampire, Angelus had taken her
everywhere, shown her things that she�d never imagined possible before her
turning. She�d been a high school student when they�d met,
a Valley brat who�d never paid much attention to what happened outside of her
own zip code. Then, she�d been turned, and the whole world had been hers.

Or
theirs, to be more accurate.
She and Angelus had lived by their own rules, existing solely for their own
pleasure.

That was, until
six months ago. It was then that Angelus had heard of the power struggle in Los
Angeles and had gotten the crazy notion in his head that he wanted to be a part
of it. Buffy couldn�t understand why he�d want to tie himself down to that sort
of life when things had been so wonderful before. So what if the role
supposedly came with more power? What could give you more power than never
having to answer to anyone but yourself? Than being free to do whatever you
wanted, whenever you wanted to do it?

And Master of Los
Angeles? She got the whole near the Hellmouth, major
center of mystical evil thing, but really�LA? She�d lived her entire
human life in Los Angeles, and it had never stirred her so much she wanted to
go back and settle down. And if Angelus did manage to take over the area, was
that what they�d do? Would he have to sit calmly at his side while he ran the
place as some demon crime lord?

The notion
really, really didn�t appeal to her.

She�d played
along in the beginning, thinking he�d eventually get bored with the whole thing
and they could go back to the way things had been. But it had been six months
now, and she was the bored one, not Angelus. If anything, he seemed to be
getting more and more involved, as if he found having his little turf war so
much more exciting than being with her.

He barely even
let her outside anymore, claiming she would be a target for the vampires he was
fighting against. She�d spend days locked inside the mansion, having to eat
whatever the minions brought home � and very rarely was it anything that
appealed to her. Especially given the fact it had usually already been snacked
on. She hated leftovers.

Well, tonight,
she was going out. She didn�t care what Angelus had to say � she was his
childe, not his property. And she didn�t need him to have a good time either.
She could enjoy herself going solo.

Or
maybe with someone else. A smirk
crept on her face at the thought. That would show him if she came back smelling
like someone else. Sure, there�d be hell to pay, but at least he�d be showing
her some attention.

Buffy found a
group of minions gathered around a television, laughing at some show she
assumed only men could actually find amusing. She rolled her eyes, her
well-manicured nails tapping against the doorframe as she scanned the crowd.
Finally, she settled on the one she found least offensive. Tall, dark
hair�yeah, he�d do. �Hey, you, come here.�

The vampire in
question swallowed, his eyes wide. �Me?�

�Yeah,
you. Get over here.�

The eyes turned
from the television to him as he made his way towards their boss�s girl. �Yeah?�

�You�re escorting
me out tonight,� Buffy informed him as she looped her arm with hers. �Come on.�

�But�but I
shouldn�t do that,� he replied, his nervousness apparent in his voice. �An�Angelus wouldn�t like it.�

Buffy fought the
urge to roll her eyes, reminding herself she was supposed to be seductive at
the moment. But really, since when did vampires become such lightweights? She
supposed a vampire who would willingly become someone�s minion was fairly pathetic to begin with, but she didn�t see the
point of becoming undead and still worrying about what you should and shouldn�t
do.

�Look, I want to
go out, and I want some male company. You looked like a man, so I assumed you
could provide me with it, but if you�re going to act like a total woman instead
and not just take what you want, well�� She looked past him, flicking her eyes
over the others. �I can always find someone else. Fuck him instead.�

The male vampire
took a deep breath. �You�re gonna�with me?
Really?�

Buffy
looked him over, reconsidering her decision. Why was she doing this again? Oh, right. To piss off Angelus. So worth the
sacrifice there. �If you keep me entertained tonight, then yes,� she
replied with a kittenish smile.

�Dude, go for it,�
one of the other vampires said. �She�s like, totally hot.�

Buffy fought the
desire to roll her eyes yet again. Angelus had surfer minions? This was exactly why she didn�t want to be
in LA� �Oh, just come on,� she said, grabbing her escort for the night by
the arm and dragging him out of the mansion.

As she stepped
out into the warm California night, all Buffy could do was hope this would be
enough to get her sire to finally start paying attention to her again.

*** *** ***

Only an hour into
the evening, Buffy decided she needed to get this over with. Her �date� was not
only spineless, he was boring and couldn�t dance. Or
maybe he could, were in 1978, but
seeing as it wasn�t, he was no more than an embarrassment.

If she ever did
this again, she was asking the guy what decade he learned to dance in before
she took him anywhere.

So she stole a
bottle of tequila from behind the bar, drank half of it, and led the minion out
to an alley behind the club. She could make this quick, do what she needed to
do to make Angelus crazy with jealousy, and then be done with him. Odds were
Angelus would just dust him anyway, making everything nice and easy for her.

�I�I don�t think
we should do this.�

Or maybe not so easy� Buffy sighed as she looked up from her position on her
knees in front of him, her hand stilling at his zipper. �You�re kidding.�

�I� It�s not that
you aren�t pretty or anything like that, it�s just, well, you�re Angelus�s girl, and�and if he finds out, he�ll kill me.�

Buffy stroked him
through his jeans. �He won�t find out, baby. I promise.� She winked. �It�ll be
our little secret. okay?�

�I don�t know�
Angelus�he has a way of just knowing
things. And I�m sure your pussy is great and all, but I doubt it�s worth
risking getting dusted.�

Buffy�s jaw
dropped. �I�m on my knees, about to suck your cock, and you�re going to
what�just walk away?�

�Yeah. Sorry.� He shrugged. �Sorta difficult to get in the mood when all I can do is
think about getting staked. It�s been a good night, though. I�ll�I�ll
see you around.�

Buffy stood up,
watching in shock as the minion walked out of the alley. How pathetic had her life become? She spent
all her time locked away while her boyfriend played wannabe mob boss and she
couldn�t even get some meaningless, jealousy sex?

It was almost
enough to make her want to just fall on a stake herself.

She was too busy
wallowing in self pity to realize she wasn�t alone in the alley until a second
before she was slammed into a hard brick wall. She grunted, struggling against
the man who had her pinned, her arms twisted behind her back, keeping her in a
position that prevented her from getting free despite the fact her senses told
her her attacker was human.

�You�re with
Angelus?� a male voice asked.

�Maybe,� Buffy
replied, trying again to break out of his hold. �Who the hell wants to know?�

�An old friend of
his,� the man replied, his voice dark and cold. �Tell me where he is and maybe
I�ll let you live.�

�Get bent,
asshole,� Buffy snapped, throwing all of her strength into getting away. This
time, she was successful, and she sent he man stumbling backwards as she turned
around and faced her attacker.

He had a slight
build, most of it covered by a long, black coat, but something about the man
told Buffy not to underestimate him � human or not.

The stake he
clutched in his left hand only reinforced that for her.

�Tell me where he
is, bitch,� he snarled, raising the stake.

�Oh yeah, that�ll
get you what you want,� Buffy snapped in response. �Insults.�
She let her demon face slide forward, figuring if he had his weapon, she better
have hers as well. Besides, if he was offering a fight, she was more than
willing to take him up on it, given her current mood at the moment � even if a
human wouldn�t pose much of a challenge.

She lunged at
him, fully expecting to knock him off his feet.

Instead, she was the one who ended up on the
ground.

She shook her
head and blinked. So he was a better fighter than she expected, but that wasn�t
a bad thing. Hell, it was probably a good
thing, given that a longer fight would allow her to work off some more steam.
Either way, she�d come out on top and with a hot meal, too.

Buffy sprang to
her feet and immediately struck again, this time managing to move fast enough to
deliver a kick to his side. He staggered backwards, but managed to stay
upright, the only sign she�d even hurt him being the shaky breath he took
before coming towards her again.

She moved to
block the attack, only to realize too late she�d made a miscalculation. �Crap�he�s a lefty,� she thought as the
attack came from the side she hadn�t been expecting it on, and he grabbed her,
hauling her up against the wall and pining her again.

�I�m going to
give you one more chance to tell me,� he said, his voice low and his lips
pressed against her ear. His breathing was ragged, and unless he carried a
stake in the front of his jeans, it was from more than exertion. Given her
repeated failed attempts to get any action that night, it was a
little�distracting.

Still, it wasn�t
enough to make her say to hell with Angelus, give away their current location,
and then yell �take me now!� to whomever this guy was. She didn�t do humans.
They were sweaty and gross and so very, very beneath her.

Instead, she
responded with a headbutt, knocking him back from her
again, his stake clattering to the ground. She turned, snarling at him as he
regained his balance. He smirked, even as his own blood ran down his face.

�I wouldn�t be
smiling if I were you,� Buffy said. �You dropped your weapon, and I�m not going
to let you pick it up again.�

He shrugged.
�Don�t need it,� he said before moving towards her again. Buffy grabbed his
arm, planning to be the one to slam him
against the wall this time.

However, instead
of trying to break free of her grasp, he reached into his coat with his free
hand. Buffy tried to send him towards the wall, but before she could, he
struck, pressing something hard to her side. A searing pain flooded her entire
body, and she shook uncontrollably before she finally slumped to the ground,
unconscious.

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I know a lot of
people don�t much care for the idea of vampire Buffy, but personally, I�ve
really been enjoying writing this fic. It�s really
been flowing, and in the past week I�ve written drafts for nine chapters, which
I think might be a record for me. I�m keeping my fingers crossed that it keeps
up.

Please review and
let me know what you think of it so far.
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