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Wicked Ways	By : noaluvjames Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 4883 -:- 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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Chapter 4

Spike just needed to make one more stop before dropping Buffy off at college. He needed some fresh air and time to relax. He also needed to find the strength to fight the urge to choke her to death.

He dialed Xander's number at the pay phone and tapped on it with his fingers nervously as the phone rang and rang�..and rang.

"C'mon, pick up the bloody phone Harris," he muttered under his breath.

Hi, you have reached Xander� and Anya, a familiar voice came from the background
We're not home right now, Xander said calmly and then Anya's voice cut in
We're busy having many orgasms please go away! Or leave a message�

BEEP!

"Bloody hell Harris, where are you?!" Spike shouted to the receiver "She wrecked my car, got us arrested and then got drunk and puked on my sodding shoes! I haven't slept in 24 hours and I'm gonna lose my bloody job thanks to you and your brilliant idea. When I get back there will be hell to pay! You hear me!"

Spike took a deep breath before speaking again, more calmly.

"I forgot my cell at home so don't bother call me. I'll call again when I get back, bye,"

Spike put down the receiver and turned around to find Buffy next to him

"Feeling better after telling on me?" she crossed her arms and glared at him.

"Hardly," Spike gazed at her and sighed.

"Why? It looks like you got off on it�she bloody wrecked my car boo hoo," Buffy sneered.

"I don't say 'Bloody' like that,"

"Yes you do�. bloody, bloody blah, blah, blah," Buffy stuck her tongue out

"Fine whatever�let's go," Spike walked passed her

"What? No scathing comeback,"

Spike turned to look at her

"Sure you want to fight me summers? Sure, you want to try me? Because I have no problem leaving you right here and driving back with a clean conscience,"

Buffy watched his hard expression and realized he was serious.

"You didn't have to say those things to Xander," she said quietly, gazing down.

"You knew I was going to tell him sooner or later, what's the problem?"

"I-I just don't want him to remember me like that," Buffy pouted.

"Kinda late for that luv," Spike looked at her closely.

"And besides Xander loves you no matter what kinda crap you pull," he added

Buffy looked up to him with hope in her eyes.

"I can't say the same for others," Spike send her a warily look

Buffy shook her head

"Let's go summers," Spike turned to the exit

"Before I lose my patience and just might try to kill you,"

Buffy was quietly for the rest of the drive. Spike glanced over at her and to his surprise, she wasn't sleeping. He wondered what had caused this change of attitude and when he looked at her, again more closely he noticed that Buffy was deep in thought.

Spike found a place to park and stopped the car.

"You're home sweetheart," Spike gazed at Buffy and saw her frowning.

"And now the slave will carry the princess's luggage up to her luxury dorm," Spike mumbled

"You don't have to do that�I can carry it by myself," Buffy said quietly before stepping out of the car.

Spike got out of the car as well and opened the trunk,

"Don't be a stubborn bint�and besides I need to clean up a bit so I'm coming with you,"

"Fine whatever," Buffy crossed her arms and glared at him as he took her bags out of the car.

Buffy led Spike to her dorm room; she opened the door for him and let him drop her bags on the floor.

"Where's you roommate?" Spike asked as he examined the small room with one bed.

"I don't have one," Buffy muttered and looked through her bags.

"How prestigious, I guess Hank has links after all,"

Buffy got up from the floor with a notebook close to her chest.

"Yeah, well dad said a roommate will be a distraction to my academic achievements,"

Spike took a long look at Buffy and noticed for the first time the sadness in her eyes.

"What's that?" Spike gazed at item in her hand.

"Nothing," Buffy shrugged and put it inside a drawer.

Buffy started taking out items from her bag "You don't mind if I'll take a shower first?" she looked up at Spike.

"You don't mind me crashing on your bed for a while?" Spike said and sat on the bed.

"Knock your self out," Buffy got up and headed to bathroom without giving him a second glance.

As soon as Buffy was out of the room, Spike got up and walked to open the drawer.

He assumed he'd find Buffy's drawings in there and since she never let anyone see them, he let curiosity get the better of him.

He looked at first drawing and noticed it was of a young man with dark hair.

Probably bloody Angel he muttered and examined it

"Ugly git," he grumbled and kept looking thought the pages.

He then noticed a drawing of Xander; he admired it for a moment.

"Well what do you know, the brat actually has talent," he then turn to look at the next drawing and froze.

It was a drawing of him, a perfect likeness.

Right from the cheekbones to the scar above his eyebrow

Spike stared at drawing for a few seconds before noticing some inscription at the bottom,

"Bring on the band of angels from the great divide
I'll never get to heaven so take me for a ride
Fruit on the tree is shaking my mind is in a daze
I just want a taste of your love
And learn your wicked ways"

Spike stayed frozen for a moment before hearing voices from the hallway that broke through his cloud of thoughts.

He put the notebook back in the drawer and walked to sit on the bed.

Spike's mind started working over time, but nothing made any sense. He breathed deeply but he couldn't take out the image of Buffy's drawing from his mind

And the lyrics�what do they mean?

A feeling took over him and it was stronger then anything he ever experienced

This is crazy he thought before standing up

Right before he could walk out of the room the door opened and Buffy walked in with a wet hair wearing shorts and a small t-shirt.

"You alright?" she asked curious gazing at his weird expression.

Spike looked at her for a moment.

"Your hair," he then said sensing something was different.

"The red color yeah�it washed off," Buffy answered and then raised a brow.

What's up with him? Standing there like saw a ghost.

"And the make up," he added looking at her like he was seeing her for the first time.

"Ha-ah," Buffy closed the gap between them

"You look normal, goldilocks," Spike reminded himself to act like nothing had happened

"As normal as a freak like yourself can be,"

"*g* Spike thanks," Buffy turned her back to him

She looked in the mirror and started brushing her hair.

Spike gazed at her and sighed

"Buffy�"

"Look Spike I don't want to fight right now-"

"No, just listen," Spike turned her to look at him

Buffy saw his face and knew he want to talk on something serious.

"I've been thinking�" Spike gazed at Buffy's puzzled expression

"If you want to go back, go back home�I'll take you," Spike mumbled.

Buffy gazed at him for a moment.

"Is this a trick?" she raised a brow.

"No, no trick luv,"

"Why would you do that?"

"We both know you're not happy here,"

"I'm fine,"

Spike stared at Buffy for a long moment

"I'm gonna take a shower before leaving�If you change your mind, let me know,"
Buffy nodded

"Alright," Spike took a step back before turning to leave.

"Spike," Buffy called him as he opened the door.

Spike turned to look at her.

"Thanks," Buffy smiled at him

Spike smiled back and closed the door behind him

Buffy gazed at the closed door for a long moment before turning back to what she was doing. She
was surprised by Spike's change of attitude, but she knew he meant what he said. She knew Spike well enough to know when he cares about what happens to her,

Even if she's his biggest nightmare,

Buffy sighed and looked at the mirror. She brushed her hair and then noticed that her bracelet was missing.

Shoot, musta dropped it

She scanned the floor and couldn't see it anywhere, and then she got outside of the room and searched the hallway.

Before she knew it, she was standing outside the bathroom's door, listening to the water running.

It's the only place I could have dropped it�Buffy thought and then her mind wandered to something entirely different.

Spike's there and he's probably naked she gulped and got closer to the door

Part of her brain was screaming at her to walk away but that other part, the more eager, pervy part�told her she really should see him naked.

Where's the harm? She thought and leaned down to look thought the hole

Damn I can't see a thing Buffy almost sat on the floor trying her best to find an angle to look through

Suddenly the door opened, Buffy yelped in pain as the door hit her forehead and sent her falling on her bottom.

"Bloody hell, what are you doing summers?" Spike wearing nothing but jeans and dripping water glanced down at her.

"Getting a head injury apparently...ouch," Buffy nursed her head.

Spike helped her up and examined the bump on her forehead.

"You hurt yourself pretty bad there pet," he said concernedly

"I hurt myself?" Buffy said with a leer

"What were you doing down there?"

"I was looking for my bracelet," Buffy quickly looked away.

Spike gazed at her face and noticed she was blushing. He shook his head and gazed at her forehead again.

"Let's get you some ice,"

Five minutes later Spike held a can of cold coke against Buffy's forehead

"You could at least make it a diet," Buffy mumbled grumpily and sat on her bed

"Shush," Spike glared at her sitting next to her "besides the machine had run out of diet," he muttered.

Buffy winced as the cold can came in contact with her forehead and Spike couldn't help but smirk at her pouting face.

"Why do you always have something smart to say?" Spike watched her closely.

"You think I'm smart? That's milestone," Buffy watched Spike as he kept his face inches from hers.

Why is he so close? And were his eyes always that blue?

"I'm gonna ignore that,"

"Getting soft in your old age Spikey?" Buffy smiled

Spike just stared at her for a long moment his gaze moving from her lips to her eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Buffy asked
quietly, unable to tear her eyes from his

"Like what?" Spike murmured, watching her intensely

With a ghost of a smile on her face, Buffy moved Spike's hand from her forehead before crashing her lips against his

Spikes responded quickly by moving closer and holding Buffy by her shoulders.

Suddenly Buffy realized what she was doing and broke the kiss. She stared at Spike and started panicking

"Oh god," Buffy gasped and got off the bed

"Buffy," Spike reached out for her but she took a step back.

"Oh god," Buffy mumbled again before storming out the door leaving a confused Spike behind.

tbc

*A/N-anybody reading this?...please review and let me know what you think...
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