Out of Body Experience

By PassionFish

Drip!

*Eugh! Who left the tap on?* Buffy moaned and flipped over in bed, burrying her face in the silk covering her pillow.

She took a deep breath and wrinkled her nose at the smell. What was that? Dead flesh? *Must be dreaming. Time to wake up and go to class.*

She sat up and opened her eyes. *Okay, something wrong here.*

The crypt just stared back at her.

"What the..." She stopped and coughed. That wasn't her voice. It was deeper, maler, Britisher. "What the....Spike?"

She threw the single sheet that was covering her and looked down at 'her' naked body.

She gulped, "Holy shit!"

***

Bleep!

*What the fuck is that noise?!* Spike growled but it didn't quite work. He sat up and opened his eyes.

"What the..." He stopped, that wasn't his voice. It was higher, sweeter, American. A bloody girls voice. "What is....Buffy?"

Spike got up, the cover sliding to the floor as he stood. He shivered, he was cold. Spike frowned, he didn't get cold.

The door opened, "Come on, Buffy, you said you take me to school remember?" Dawn said without waiting for an answer. "Don't forget to put some clothes on before we leave."

Spike gulped and looked over at the mirror infront of him. Buffy's naked body stared back.

"Bloody Hell!"

***

"Giles!" Buffy said from the deepness of Spike's voice, entering the Magic Shop from the sewers.

"Watcher!" Spike slammed the front door shut and shouted in Buffys high pitched voice.

"I beg your pardon?" Giles began, surprised at the different names.

They both stopped still. Buffy looked over at Spike and said, "Why the hell did you dress me in that?!"

'That' was a very short beige mini skirt and tight black thin-strapped top. She wasn't wearing any make up but at least he'd brushed her hair.

"Be gratefull I dressed you at all!" Spike smirked back. He slid a hand down inbetween 'her' breasts and down 'her' leg. "Do you always go to sleep naked?"

Buffy practically flung herself across the room, swatting 'his' hands away. "Don't touch me!"

She moved to hit him, then cried out as pain shot through her skull.

"Oh, yeah, pet, remember how I can't hit people? Well, now thats you!"

"Okay, ENOUGH!" Both looked at a very concerned Giles. "Now will one of you kindly tell me whats going on before I kill you both?"

"I woke up today in the crypt in this body." Buffy pointed a finger to herself. She then looked down at herself, "Spike? Did you take Dawn to school?"

"Yeah, she woke me up."

"Hold on, let me get this straight." He motioned to Buffy's body. "In you is Spike and in you..." He motioned to Spike's body, "...is Buffy?"

"Right." They said simultaneously.

"Bloody Hell."

***

"Look, this body is tired can I go home?" Spike asked nearly 16 hours later.

Giles looked up from his books, "Yes, of course Bu--uh--Spike. You and Dawn go home and we'll see you again tomorrow."

"Hold on!" Buffy said and the gang watched as 'Spike' stood up. "You are not seeing me naked again. I'm coming with you and I'm taking this..." She grabbed Willow's scarf. "...you're going to have to be blindfolded while I change you."

"Is any one else finding this really wiggy?" Xander asked out of the blue. The gang all raised their hands silently.

"Ok but you have to be blindfolded while I change you then too."

"Please! Like you care if I see you naked!" Buffy scoffed. "And while we're on the subject of clothes are you aware that you own about twenty sets of the same outfit?"

"If you care, I care!" Spike stated, ignoring the bate.

"Guys can we just go, it's one in the morning and I have school in the morning."

"Sorry, goodnight guys." Buffy said and no-one responded.

"Really, really wiggy."

***

"Okay, promise you can't see." Buffy told her body.

"I can't."

"Can't promise or can't see?"

"See, now come on! I wanna have a shower and sleep."

"No way buddy, you're not going in there alone."

"You could join me?" Spike reached out 'his' hand but it was slapped away.

"No! Sleep is all you're getting."

"Fine, get on with it." Spike growled.

Buffy growled and then giggled, "I can so do that way better then you."

"And I so never thought I'd hear 'me' say that kind of sentence."

"Arms."

Spike lifted 'his' arms and shivered as the top was pulled off. The skirt quickly followed.

"Do you not know how to put on underwear?" Buffy asked.

"I was NOT going to wear a thong. There I draw the line."

Buffy chuckled, the sound deeper and huskier from Spike's body. She grabbed the longest chemise she owned and pulled it over 'her' head. Then she tugged the scarf away.

"Okay, your turn."

Spike yawned, "Nah, go have fun with my body. I'm tired."

Buffy watched as her body got into bed, "You're not sleeping in here!"

"Where else? It's too cold in the crypt."

"Spare room." Buffy declared then walked out to the bathroom to get changed.

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Buffy slipped off the red shirt she was wearing and hung it across the sink. With a sigh she sat on the closed toilet to slip off the heavy boots she was wearing.

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