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For a Giles and Anya fic it's pretty light on the Ganya right now. Sorry.“Are you sure you want to go to dinner with us?” Spike asked not expecting the newlyweds hear him. They weren’t really in the lift they were off on some fluffy pink cloud together. “You can skip dinner, go back to your room and rip the formal wear off one another. Slayer and I won’t mind.”
“Speak for yourself I worked hard finding that dress! Giles can’t stick to ripping the underwear.” Buffy protested. “Oh God, where’s a Hellmouth to swallow you up when you need one.” Buffy muttered and turned a shade of pink that went nicely with her lavender and plumb colored dress. She looked around obviously grateful that no one else was in the elevator.
Giles blinked and still smiling said, “That reminds me Buffy, I’m truly pleased you and Anya have become such good friends.”
Spike laughed but was saved from saying something that would earn vengeance by when the lift stopped. Looking up at the red and black banner over the restaurant entrance stating Welcome Vampire Lovers! set him off again. “I thought this was supposed to be your day Watcher I’m touched.”
“It can’t be for real can it?” Anya asked.
Buffy sighed “It wouldn’t be the first time, Spike and I will have to check it out.”
The hostess arrived then and Giles asked what the banner was all about. “They’re a club of some kind. Don’t worry they have a private room your table is nowhere near it.”
“Do you think they’d mind if Spike and I stopped in to see what they’re all about? We might like to join.” Buffy said.
“They tried to give me a flyer so I don’t think it’ll be a problem.”
Spike didn’t know what the Slayer planned to do on the off chance that these crazy people were for real. Of course he remembered the sick little fans who wanted to be turned but he didn’t think those kinds would be meeting like this. He pictured an AA type meeting, Buffy shyly standing up and saying, Hi I’m Buffy and I’m a Vampire lover I haven’t shagged one in a year. The thought that they were nothing more than a bad habit hurt. He shook off his mood and tried to focus on the world around him. They had entered the dinning room and Buffy had introduced herself to the club president. “So, you’re writers?” Buffy asked.
“Yes, fanfiction mostly about T.V. shows Dark Shadows, Forever Night and some of the more popular books. It sounds ridiculous to most people but it’s a great outlet for creativity and draws some really wonderful people. We may not like to admit it but we’re pretty normal.” There were about twenty five people all but two were women. They did seem normal heartbeats all around and no convenient scarves. In fact the necklines were pretty low. The only thing that made Spike think twice was that some of these women were eying him like he was the happy meal.
“Sorry I don’t get to watch much Television” Buffy said
“Dark Shadows was brilliant but they really buggered up the ending of Forever Night, got me mad even though Nick reminded me of a relative.” Spike said. This bird seemed alright he’d see about looking up their website. Try his hand at prose; he did have an insight on vampires who seek redemption.
“It was nice meeting you Eliza.” Buffy tugged a little harder than she actually needed to on Spike’s hand. “We need to get going our friends are waiting.”
Once Anya and Giles were assured that everything was fine anything remotely Slayer related was banned from conversation. It was surprising to everyone how much they had to talk about that wasn’t business. Though allowances had to be made for the love-struck newlyweds they were enjoyable to be around. It was like sitting in the sun with out that unpleasant burning. Spike could tell that Buffy felt the same way, she was all lit up inside.
On the way back to their rooms they passed a lounge. It was “Classic Vegas” week at the hotel. The couples inside had just finished dancing to a Sinatra tune and Anya wanted to have a “first dance”. Spike thought the song that played next couldn’t have been more fitting for this couple.
Then Buffy held her hand to him and said. “Come on I know you want to dance.”
“How can I refuse when they’re playing our song?”
“Ours huh, it sound familiar what’s our song called?” Buffy asked as they joined Anya and Giles on the dance floor.
“Night and Day, What else could it be?”
“Speak for yourself I worked hard finding that dress! Giles can’t stick to ripping the underwear.” Buffy protested. “Oh God, where’s a Hellmouth to swallow you up when you need one.” Buffy muttered and turned a shade of pink that went nicely with her lavender and plumb colored dress. She looked around obviously grateful that no one else was in the elevator.
Giles blinked and still smiling said, “That reminds me Buffy, I’m truly pleased you and Anya have become such good friends.”
Spike laughed but was saved from saying something that would earn vengeance by when the lift stopped. Looking up at the red and black banner over the restaurant entrance stating Welcome Vampire Lovers! set him off again. “I thought this was supposed to be your day Watcher I’m touched.”
“It can’t be for real can it?” Anya asked.
Buffy sighed “It wouldn’t be the first time, Spike and I will have to check it out.”
The hostess arrived then and Giles asked what the banner was all about. “They’re a club of some kind. Don’t worry they have a private room your table is nowhere near it.”
“Do you think they’d mind if Spike and I stopped in to see what they’re all about? We might like to join.” Buffy said.
“They tried to give me a flyer so I don’t think it’ll be a problem.”
Spike didn’t know what the Slayer planned to do on the off chance that these crazy people were for real. Of course he remembered the sick little fans who wanted to be turned but he didn’t think those kinds would be meeting like this. He pictured an AA type meeting, Buffy shyly standing up and saying, Hi I’m Buffy and I’m a Vampire lover I haven’t shagged one in a year. The thought that they were nothing more than a bad habit hurt. He shook off his mood and tried to focus on the world around him. They had entered the dinning room and Buffy had introduced herself to the club president. “So, you’re writers?” Buffy asked.
“Yes, fanfiction mostly about T.V. shows Dark Shadows, Forever Night and some of the more popular books. It sounds ridiculous to most people but it’s a great outlet for creativity and draws some really wonderful people. We may not like to admit it but we’re pretty normal.” There were about twenty five people all but two were women. They did seem normal heartbeats all around and no convenient scarves. In fact the necklines were pretty low. The only thing that made Spike think twice was that some of these women were eying him like he was the happy meal.
“Sorry I don’t get to watch much Television” Buffy said
“Dark Shadows was brilliant but they really buggered up the ending of Forever Night, got me mad even though Nick reminded me of a relative.” Spike said. This bird seemed alright he’d see about looking up their website. Try his hand at prose; he did have an insight on vampires who seek redemption.
“It was nice meeting you Eliza.” Buffy tugged a little harder than she actually needed to on Spike’s hand. “We need to get going our friends are waiting.”
Once Anya and Giles were assured that everything was fine anything remotely Slayer related was banned from conversation. It was surprising to everyone how much they had to talk about that wasn’t business. Though allowances had to be made for the love-struck newlyweds they were enjoyable to be around. It was like sitting in the sun with out that unpleasant burning. Spike could tell that Buffy felt the same way, she was all lit up inside.
On the way back to their rooms they passed a lounge. It was “Classic Vegas” week at the hotel. The couples inside had just finished dancing to a Sinatra tune and Anya wanted to have a “first dance”. Spike thought the song that played next couldn’t have been more fitting for this couple.
Then Buffy held her hand to him and said. “Come on I know you want to dance.”
“How can I refuse when they’re playing our song?”
“Ours huh, it sound familiar what’s our song called?” Buffy asked as they joined Anya and Giles on the dance floor.
“Night and Day, What else could it be?”
