A/N Just in case there is any confusion - in the
last chapter when I said the 'gang' was there I actually only meant Giles,
Dawn, Xander and Anya.
Hope that clears up any
soon-to-be arriving problems with this chapter.
Big thanks to everyone who
reviewed - I loved getting them!
Part Two
*Oh MY God! Oh My GOD!*
The litany continued inside Buffy’s head as she stared down at the VERY
male body she’d just uncovered.
She ran an uncertain hand
down ‘his’ chest, revelling in the strange sensation of ‘her’ fingertips
feeling the hard rippling muscles underneath the skin and ‘her’ hands slow
caress of her body.
Her eyes rolled slowly back
in her head, to a fantasy that she barely acknowledged herself. This was interesting.
“Woah!” Buffy murmured, her eyes shooting open and
her gaze shooting down as she was presented with something that was VERY
interested.
“Oh MY GOD!” Very, very interested.
---
Inside the spare bedroom
Spike was having much the same issue.
He could hear Buffy’s shower still running and since he hadn’t heard the
door opened, felt it was safe to assume that ‘she’ was still in there.
Carefully, so as not to
alert the ‘vampire’ in the bathroom, Spike pulled back the white sheets and
slowly rose off the bed.
His destination was clear.
The mirror.
---
“Stupid vampire!” Buffy growled after turning to mirror, and
realising that NOW she had no reflection.
She stomped around for a bit, muttering to herself in
familiar but not her own pissed-off tones, “I didn’t even WANT to see anything,
as though it matters, stupid annoying, grrrr, vampire. What kind of vampire doesn’t have damn
reflection ANYWAY? Buffy, what are you
saying? I didn’t need to see
anything. If I wanted to look I'd
just take a picture!" Buffy
continued to grumble. “Picture…oh, WILLOW!”
Buffy slammed open the
bathroom door, flaying down the stairs, unknowingly causing the ‘human’ in the
spare bedroom to take a nose-dive for the covers.
Naked, Buffy grabbed the
phone, pressing speed-dial 2, listening impatiently as the familiar tones
sounded in the phone.
Buffy checked the clock -
1am, Willow and Tara should have been back by now. The witches had gone on an all-expenses paid trip to Africa -
paid by a big coven that was anxious to recruit the pair. But they should have arrived an hour ago.
"Uh, hey wills?"
She heard the redhead let
out a little squeak, obviously not expecting 'Spike to be calling her - her
tired brain barely registering that Spike was a goody now'. "Spike?"
"Um....” Buffy thought
about it for a moment. How majorly bad
would it be if she explained to Willow that she was now 'Spike' and the reason
she wanted to know if vampires photographed was 'cause she wanted to be able to
see all of him naked?
Mind made up Buffy answered
the witch, "Yeah, Red, its me."
Okay so that was Spike-ish right?
---
Spike let out the breath he
hadn't realised he'd been holding in as he heard 'himself' dash past his room
and down stairs. Carefully, he got out
of bed and resumed his position in front of the mirror.
He let out a wavering sigh
as 'his' heart began to race at the sight of the blonde beauty in front of
him. Stupidly, his hand reached out to
try and touch the naked woman in the mirror.
As his hand hit glass he cursed himself, retracting it.
"Bloody Hell..." Spike murmured from within the confines of
the slayer's body as he took in that same body.
He slid 'his' hand up over
his chest, gently cupping a breast, watching, entranced as the dusky nipple
hardened at the contact.
"Bloody
Hell!" Spike reiterated as 'his'
body reacted the same way that all good girls act when on their way to the land
of the happy. He felt his body heat up,
becoming like liquid. This was weird.
---
"I want a
cigarette." Buffy muttered over
and over to herself as she waited at the photo-developing kiosk. Black polished nails drummed an agitated
pattern on the fake-marble counter top.
"Here you go,
man. That'll be $7.95." The sickly looking man behind the counter
held out his left hand for payment, while his right firmly gripped the photos.
"Bloody day-light
robbery." Buffy muttered as she
exchanged the cash for goods. Then
stopped still. "Oh my God, I did NOT
just say that!"
To Be Continued…
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