Fire and Ice

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Spike is the lead singer of a famous band that’s on a national tour. Buffy is the girlfriend he left at home. When she discovers he’s done something to destroy their relationship, Spike has to try and win back her trust, while Buffy doesn’t know if she can risk getting close to him again.

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Chapter 1

March 1997

Buffy walked through the corridors of Sunnydale High. It was her first day at the new school, and she’d already made a friend. Willow Rosenberg was a shy, quiet girl who’d been assigned to show Buffy around the building, and the two already had made plans to go to the local club the Bronze later that night.

Buffy was now searching for the library during her last period of the day, study hall. Willow had pointed it out to her before lunch, but Buffy was already turned around in the large school. Turning a corner, she finally saw the double doors down the hall to the right. With a sigh of relief, she pushed through one side, entering the library. Seeing the librarian scanning books behind the counter, Buffy made her way over to him.

Giles looked up at her with a smile. “Can I help you?”

“Uh, yeah, I think I’m supposed to be here. I’m new.”

“Miss Summers?”

“Good call. Guess I’m the only new kid, huh?” she asked with a smile.

“I’m Mr. Giles, the librarian. I was told you were coming. Have a seat anywhere. If you need anything, let me know.”

“Okay, thanks,” she said, looking around the empty room before grabbing a seat at the closest table.

After about ten minutes, she heard a commotion near the doors and looked up. Seeing a man walk through, both doors swinging shut behind him, Buffy felt her breath catch. Wearing tight black jeans and a black t-shirt stretched over his torso, his bleached hair spiked up, with black nail polish and sunglasses still resting on the bridge of his nose, Buffy thought he was the hottest thing she had ever seen. She watched as he lowered his head to look at her over the top of the sunglasses before giving her a slow smile and a wink. Buffy blushed nervously and looked back at her book.

“Giles!” She heard him yell with a heavy British accent. She watched as Giles came rushing out of his office.

“William!” he shushed. “Must you yell? We have a student in here,” he continued, gesturing to Buffy. William took off the glasses to look at her once again.

“So I see,” he said with a smirk. Buffy swallowed hard but offered a slight smile in return. He turned back to Giles. “And how many times have I asked you not to use that poncy name? My name is Spike.”

“I’ll call you Spike when you call me dad.” Giles turned to Buffy. “I’m sorry to interrupt your studying, Miss Summers, but this is my son, Will.” She smiled as the librarian took off his glasses and polished them.

“It’s Spike,” he said, walking over to her, holding out his hand. Buffy reached up to shake it, only to gasp when he pulled it to his lips and planted a gently kiss on top. She felt a flush rise up to her cheeks at the contact.

“I’m Buffy,” she murmured.

“Pleasure to meet you, Buffy.” Turning his attention back to Giles, but not letting go of her hand, “I need the car tonight.”

“Whatever for?”

“Told Dru I’d take her to the Bronze.”

Giles sighed. Of course it would have something to do with that absurd woman he was dating. Giles had only met her a handful of times, and each time, he became more concerned with her sanity, or lack thereof. “Fine,” he muttered.

Spike smiled and turned back to Buffy, giving her hand another kiss. “It was an honor, Buffy.” She felt herself gulp as he made his way out of the library.

* * * * *

Later that night, Buffy sat at the table in the Bronze, staring through the throngs of people, trying to get a glimpse of bleached hair. She smiled and chatted with Willow and her friend Xander, laughing at a joke he had just told her when she spotted him out on the dance floor with his arms around a tall, striking brunette. Buffy felt a pang of jealousy before smashing it down. She had just met him- she had barely even talked to him- and she was getting jealous because he was dancing with a woman who was, presumably, his girlfriend.

Buffy had tried to get some information out of Giles without appearing too nosy after Spike left. She found out that they just moved to town a year ago, and Spike was a sophomore at UC Sunnydale. She also got the distinct impression that Giles didn’t care very much for Drusilla, whom he’d told Buffy, Spike had been seeing since they moved. She, in turn, had told Giles about her father abandoning her family to run off with his secretary to Spain. She hadn’t heard from him since, and her mother had to move them to Sunnydale for economic purposes. Giles had listened sympathetically and told her if she ever needed to talk in the future, he would be available.

Now Buffy sat there trying to suppress her jealous feelings. She gratefully accepted Xander’s offer to dance and let him lead her out to the floor. She kept an appropriate amount of distance between their bodies, not wanting to give him the wrong impression, and put her hands on his shoulders.

Spike watched with a glare from across the club. He didn’t know why, but seeing Buffy laughing and dancing with another guy made him very uneasy. He completely forgot about Drusilla as he watched the young girl tilt her head back slightly and let out a laugh that never reached his ears. He was relieved when the song was over and watched as she climbed the stairs leading to the balcony as the boy she was dancing with asked the redhead at their table to dance. Spike disentangled himself from Dru’s arms and walked her back to his friends’ table. Angel O’ Shea, Oz, Charles Gunn, and his girlfriend Fred Burkle were immersed in their own conversation.

“I’ll be back in a minute, Dru,” he whispered before walking away. She barely even acknowledged his existence as she began talking with Angel.

Climbing the stairs to the second level, Spike noticed it was nearly deserted and saw Buffy standing at the railing, looking around the crowded dance floor. Walking up behind her, Spike leaned close to her ear. “Watcha lookin’ for, pet?”

Buffy gave a yelp and spun around. Her hand went up to her chest as she tried to calm her erratic breathing upon seeing who it was that scared her. Spike smiled at her before leaning forward to put his hands on each side of her body, supporting them on the railing behind her. “Didn’t mean to scare you, luv.”

“Oh, that’s okay, I just didn’t know anybody was there.” Buffy closed her eyes briefly at her stupidity. ‘Good going, Buff,’ she thought. ‘Sound like a complete idiot, why don’t you? Of course you didn’t know anybody was there, or you wouldn’t have screamed like a coward.’

Looking back up at him, she was shocked by his nearness, and even more shocked when her body fought to propel her closer to him. She took in his bright blue eyes, sharp cheekbones, and full lips. She felt her own lips part slightly as she looked at him. A smirk overtook his handsome features as he leaned forward. Buffy suddenly, remembering where she was, pushed him away.

“Don’t you have a girlfriend?” ‘Stupid Buffy,’ that little inner voice said. ‘Give up major smoochies with the hottie- you’re not supposed to do that.’

Spike sighed regretfully. “Yes…I do. I guess I should be getting back down there.” He had completely forgotten about Drusilla.

Buffy nodded, frustration evident on her face as he turned and made his way back down the stairs. Buffy waited a few more minutes before heading off to find her friends. Spotting them at the bar, she made her way over.

“Hey, guys, I think I’m going to head home.”

“Already, Buff? It’s still early,” Xander said.

“Yeah, I know, but mom starts work tomorrow, and she wants to finish unpacking. That’s where I come in.”

“Do you want us to walk with you?” Willow asked.

“No, that’s okay. You guys stay here and have some fun. I’ll see you at school tomorrow.”

She said her good-byes and headed out the door. Walking through the back alleys to get home faster, she heard footsteps behind her. Sighing, she stopped and heard the echoing footsteps stop as well. “It’s late, I’m tired, and I don’t wanna play games. Show yourself.” She turned around as she saw the man walk out of the shadows. She felt her body tense, taking in the size of him, but relaxed a little bit when he offered her a soft smile.

“It’s okay,” he said. “My name’s Angel. I’m a friend of Spike’s.”

“So…what are you doing following me?” she asked, looking at him skeptically.

“He saw you leave and asked me to make sure you got home okay. He had to stick around with Drusilla, but apparently, you’ve made quite the impression on him. This isn’t the safest town to walk around in by yourself.”

“I can take care of myself.”

“I have no doubt…but if it’s all the same to you, I’d still like to walk you.”

She raised her eyebrows at him. “You try anything…”

“I promise to be a perfect gentleman,” he said with a smile. “You have my permission to stake me if I do anything deemed inappropriate.”

She smiled at that. “Darn, and I left my good stake at home.”

He laughed. “Well, I guess I can breathe a little easier.”

Angel walked her home, both making comfortable small talk.

“So, Miss Summers, what have you done to get my old pal Spike so wound up?”

“Nothing,” she replied with an innocent look in her eyes. “I-I just met him today. I’ve barely even talked to him.”

Angel raised an eyebrow at that. “Well, this is a new development. I’ve never seen him act so protective over someone he just met.”

Buffy blushed, looking at the ground. “I promise, I haven’t done anything.”

“I’m not calling you a liar, Buffy, it’s just very out of character for Spike.”

“You’ve known him a long time?”

“Nah, not really. Met him when he moved here, started up a band a few months later. He’s like the kid brother I never had. Annoying me, stealing my stuff, but ultimately, he’s one of the best friends I’ve got.”

“That’s nice that you two are so close. So, you’re in a band?”

“Yeah, Dingoes Ate My Baby. Our friend, Oz, got the idea one day, and the rest of us just ran with it.”

“So, it’s just the three of you then?”

“Us and Charles Gunn. I’ve known him my whole life.”

“That’s cool, you all have something to do together.”

“Yeah, it’s nice to just get together and have fun. Maybe someday we’ll make it. Right now, we’re just playing at the Bronze and some clubs in L.A. whenever we get breaks from school.”

Buffy smiled. “I’d love to hear you guys.”

“That could be arranged,” Angel said with a smile.

* * * * *

Later that night, Spike was able to get Angel on the phone.

“Bloody hell, Angelus, where the hell have you been?”

“You asked me to walk Buffy home, so I walked her home.”

“That was two hours ago, Liam.”

“So, we talked for a while, and don’t call me Liam.”

Spike felt another pang of jealousy shoot through him.

“So, what’d you talk about, mate?”

“Oh, you know, the getting to know you stuff. Told her about the band, and she said she’d like to hear us sometime. Told her she could stop by for our next rehearsal.”

Spike smiled. “Sounds good to me.”

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