Breathless

**** Everybody’s Fool is owned by Evanescence; I am just using it for entertainment purposes**

Chapter Three

Buffy was panicked, currently pacing and fidgeting in the dressing room of the Bronze. It was Saturday, the moment had finally arrived and now she felt like puking. She looked at herself in the mirror one more time, still stunned at who she saw staring back at her. She looked like a wanton, sex siren. Never in a million years would she have ever chosen this outfit before, but Faith had decided that the “goody two-shoes” look had to go for performance reasons. So, Buffy had been dragged to the mall in search of show worthy outer wear. It had been a painful experience for the both of them, but somehow they had managed to come out alive. Now, Buffy teetered on black spike heels and her legs were encased in black vinyl pants, her top was silky red material that reminded her of a bandana with strings across the back. Her hair was reminiscent of the “sex hair” Faith had sported at their first meeting and her eyes were ringed with smoky shadow. All in all, Buffy thought it was nice to be able to hide behind this appearance. That thought still did nothing to calm her nerves. Thankfully Lorne decided to stop by and was kind enough to bring tequila. She took two shots and headed out the door.

Buffy stared out into the crowd, mesmerized by the swarm of people she saw. They were introduced by the club manager. ‘God, I’m gonna throw up’, she thought to herself. She took a calming breath, praying that they kicked some ass. Since they were the opening local band, they were only allowed four songs. It had taken several days to sort through the mass of songs Faith and Oz had piled away, but they had finally come up with what Lorne thought was their best material. She closed her eyes and swayed with the opening chords, waiting for her moment. Once it came, she began . . .

Perfect by nature
Icons of self indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world that

Never was and never will be
Have you know shame don’t you see me
You know you’ve got everybody fooled

Look here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder
Oh how we love you
No flaws when you’re pretending
But now I know she

Never was and never will be
You don’t know how you’ve betrayed me
And somehow you’ve got everybody fooled

Without the mask where will you hide
Can’t find yourself lost in your lie

I know the truth now
I know who you are

And I don’t love you anymore

It never was and never will be
You’re not real and you can’t save me
Somehow now you’re everybody’s fool

After she saw how the crowd responded to their first song, the remaining three came and went without a hitch. At the end of the set, the room erupted into cheers and applause and Buffy felt amazing. Zander came over and lifted her into a bear hug, swinging her around. Their celebration on stage was cut short, since they had to tear down the equipment for the next band. Quickly wrapping that up, they all headed out to the dance floor to party.
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He stood in the shadows of the balcony, staring out into the crowd below. Frankly, he was quite bored, but it was his job to be there since he was in charge of security for the final band. Being up in the balcony made it easier to see what was going on, therefore simpler to inform his coworkers down below what was going on. Luckily, they had been late arriving and he didn’t have to stand around to see the opening group as well. Rooting around in the pocket of his black duster, he produced a cigarette and lighter, needing a quick smoke to relax him. When he lit his cigarette and looked out into the crowd, that’s when he saw her. She was a golden goddess swaying to the music, her hands above her head, hips moving in perfect rhythm to the beat of the music. This woman was like a burst of sunlight in an otherwise dark existence. He was entranced. Perky breasts, encased in a fragment of material, bounced with each move causing a certain part of his nether regions to feel uncomfortable in his black jeans. He discretely reached down and adjusted his member, silently wishing it was her delicate touch instead of his own. She spun around allowing him to catch a glimpse of a firm ass encased in slick black vinyl. His cock throbbed at the sight, demanding to be freed from its confines. He was captivated, unable to take his icy blue eyes away from his new discovery. Only when he saw another guy approach his beauty, was his concentration broken.
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Buffy and Faith had been dancing for most of the first set, downing several libations that were on the house for them tonight. Willow and Tara had joined in for a while, but had just left since they had to do inventory at their store in the morning. Angel had stopped by for a quick hello after their set, giving a congratulatory hug from Cordelia since she couldn’t be there. Apparently their son, Connor, was running a fever. Angel had wandered off afterwards, explaining that the other band had ran late and several of his employees had arrived with them and he was going to check in. He had recently taken over the security agency that his father had owned called Angel Protection Agency.

Buffy was telling Faith that she was going to take a break for a bit, when she was interrupted by someone. Turning around, she gasped, realizing that her interrupter was Riley Finn who was an up and coming actor, having been in a few hit films recently. He was cuter in person, but towered over Buffy a great deal. When she agreed to dance with him, she felt engulfed in his massive arms. The oddly mismatched couple danced to several songs, never breaking apart despite Buffy’s attempts to leave. Buffy was tired and achy, ready to go home, she glanced around trying to get her friends attention. She never noticed the man with the platinum hair gazing at her from the balcony.

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The band wrapped up their final song and Spike breathed a sigh of release. He was tired and ready to go home. He was well aware of a certain throbbing member was demanding his attention. Unfortunately, it would not be his golden goddess that would be milking him into a state of ecstasy tonight. His girlfriend, Drusilla would be eagerly awaiting his arrival since he had been gone for several weeks on tour with the band. He groaned. Normally he was more than pleased to make love to his dark princess, with her long cascading black hair and pale smooth skin, but tonight he wanted someone else. He wanted sunlight.

**Thanks for the reviews guys! I was rather nervous after my first post. Anyway, I went ahead and posted 2 chapters today, I was having trouble posting earlier and was afraid not to post again when I was finally allowed to. Hope you guys like!**