Next Door

“Hey Angel. We got company.” Spike grinned when he made it back outside and came to sit next to Angel who was drinking a beer.
“What? Is Dru back?” Angel groaned and Spike chose to ignore the obvious dread in his brothers voice at the thought of his wife.
“Nope. Cordelia and Buffy.”
Angel instantly sat upright and craned his neck to look around Spike.
“They aren’t here yet numb nut. They’re going to get changed into swimsuits and then coming back.”
“Oh man. Seriously? I cant wait to see those two in a bikini.” Angel groaned with a smile on his face earning a slap from Spike.
“Oh don’t worry Spike im only kidding I’ll only look at Cordelia I swear I’ll leave your girl alone.” Angel smirked when he saw his brother splutter on his drink. Just the reaction he was looking for.
“What are you talking about? Buffy? She isn’t my girl Angel. I barely know the bint and Im married how many times do I have to say that.”
“Spike. Its me. You don’t have to lie to me. I’ve seen the way you look at her and let me tell you something…as much as you like to think Dru is the love of your life…I aint ever seen you look at Dru the way you did at Buffy.” Angel said seriously. Spike had no clue what to say to that and just stared at his hands, avoiding his brothers knowing gaze.
“Angel!”

Spike couldn’t help but feel his depressed mood disappear when he caught sight of Cordelia in a luminous pink bikini bouncing over with a huge grin on her face. She looked like the perfect daddies girl and Spike wondered how long it would take for Angel to hand over his credit card to her. All thoughts disappeared however when Buffy appeared in the yard, following Cordelia. Her bikini was white making her tan seem that much darker and Spike gulped when he caught sight of that belly bar again.
“Hey Angel.” Buffy smiled greeting the brunette who her best friend was suddenly clinging to.
“Nice to see ya again. Hear you live next door…that’s a nice surprise huh?” Angel smirked.
“Okay then how about a swim luv.” Spike said brightly standing up and ushering Buffy towards the water, giving Angel a death glare over his shoulder.
“Wow the waters lovely.” Buffy sighed as she lowered herself into the cool water.
Spike just gulped and nodded in agreement. He was far to distracted by the barely clothed and now wet Buffy to know what she was talking about. He felt his dick twitch and he practically flew into the pool hoping the coldness would calm him.
“Eager much?” Buffy spluttered out the water Spike had splashed into her face.
“Sorry luv.” Spike said with a cheeky grin.
“Yeah I bet you are.” Buffy laughed when Spike suddenly lunged for her arm. She twisted away and was on the other side of the pool when Spike finally caught her.

After several dunkings and more than a few squeals Buffy finally give in and begged Spike to stop with the tickling. He pulled away with a huge smile on his face and Buffy frowned jokingly at his cockiness.
“Maybe we should get out now. I think im turning into a prune.” Buffy laughed holding up her hand for Spike to see.
“Well…we could…but I think we’d have to go inside if we did.”
“Why?”
Spike just smirked and nodded his head in the direction of the house and Buffy’s mouth dropped when she saw Cordelia sitting on top of Angel, both lost in what looked like some serious smoochies. Buffy’s face immediately coloured and she turned back to Spike in surprise.
“Boy they move fast.” Buffy laughed.
“Sure do luv.” Spike chuckled.
“Come on. We can go inside give them some privacy and get a soda or something.”
Spike hoisted himself up and out of the pool before turning back to help Buffy as she clambered up. He tried no to pay attention to the feel of her wet and warm skin against his as he pulled her up but he felt himself harden anyway and pulled back immediately heading for the house missing the look of hurt on Buffy’s face.
“So you want a coke or a 7up?” Spike asked.
“Coke please.” Buffy replied seating herself at the kitchen counter.
“So looks as if my brother and your friend are getting along luv.” Spike chuckled.
“Yeah I guess so. Its crazy. I’ve never seen Cordelia act like this with a guy. Sure she gets her small obsessions but she hasn’t stopped talking about him at all.”
“Yeah i’ve had more than one conversation about her with him too.” Spike smiled.

“Hey you know what Im wondering?” Buffy asked.
“What pet?”
“Why is your name O’Connor? Sounds kind of…Irish and you have an English accent and Angel has an American one.” Buffy asked scrunching her face up in confusion and Spike made a mental not to confuse her more often cause she looked bloody adorable like that.
“Well pet me granddad was Irish but he moved to London and had my dad so when I was born I had the English accent…Angel on the other hand is a bloody poofter. We moved out here when I was about 16 and he was about 12 only I kept my accent and Angel started talking like a bloody American.” Spike snorted in disgust.
“Hey what’s wrong with being American!?” Buffy said teasingly slapping him on the arm.
“What’s bloody right with it.” Spike laughed ducking the damp towel Buffy threw at him.


Drusilla groaned and rubbed at her eyes. She had been at the hospital for 27 and had been in surgery for 17 of those hours. She just wanted to crawl into bed and sleep which was why she was already irate when she walked through her door so to hear another woman’s voice immediately had her reaching or the nearest blunt object and she walked into the living room her eyes narrowing and then widening when she saw her neighbours daughter and her husband sitting on the couch talking like old friends. They hadn’t noticed her yet and Drusilla frowned when she saw the goofy grin on Spike’s face. She hadn’t seen that smile for ages and her eyes narrowed again as they focused on the pretty little teenager.

“Ahem.”
They both stopped and turned to look at her in surprise and Drusilla smiled at the fact she had made the girl jump.
“Drusilla honey…your home.” Spike’s grin was so forced he could feel his cheeks twitching but Dru didn’t seem to notice and went forward to kiss her cheek in greeting.
“Yeah im home…Buffy…this is a surprise.” Drusilla said tightly eyeing the overly large shirt the girl was wearing. It was then she noticed she didn’t even have trousers on and she turned to Spike angrily.
“Why is that girl sitting on our couch half naked and laughing and joking with you?” Drusilla questioned not able to keep the burning anger out of her eyes of voice as she advanced on him.
“Dru…calm down pet. Buffy just came over because her best friend is dating Angel and she came over with her. Buffy went for a swim that’s why she’s only wearing a t-shirt.” Spike was quick to answer her. He had never seen Drusilla act so angry and the last thing he wanted was for Dru to take her anger out on Buffy.
“Where are Angel and this girl then?” Drusilla asked suspiciously.
Right at that moment they all heard the back door open and Angel came striding in with his arm thrown over Cornelia’s shoulder. They were both still wearing their bathing suits and Buffy wondered how they had managed to stay out there this long. It was almost 8 o’clock and it must be at least a little chilly out there by now.

“Drusilla your home.” Angel said in surprise looking between the two nervous looking blondes and Dru.
“Yes I am…and you are?” Drusilla asked nodding politely at the brunette girl. She had relaxed now. Of course William would never cheat on her! He was like a little puppy he followed her everywhere and wouldn’t dare have an affair. He wasn’t that stupid. Especially with an underage neighbour.
“Im Cordelia and you must be Drusilla…Spike’s wife.” Cordelia smiled tightly.
“Spike?? Oh William…of course. I forget you like to go by that sometimes. Really William you sound like a thug. Anyway I have to go have a shower. Nice to meet you.” Drusilla said nodding at Cordelia before disappearing upstairs.
“And another joyful meeting with the wicked witch of the west.” Angel said sarcastically scowling up the stairs.
“Angel…she’s my wife.” Spike grumbled. He should have scolded his brother properly but he honestly couldn’t bring himself to care that much and for some reason he didn’t want to defend Drusilla in front of Buffy.
“Well I have to go…my moms probably wondering where I am.” Buffy announced glumly rising to her feet. She was about to rise the shirt over her head when Spike rested a hand on her shoulder.
“Don’t worry about it pet. Keep it. Looks better on you anyway.” Spike smirked eyeing up his black t-shirt.

“Thanks.” Buffy smiled shyly.
“Angel will drop me home okay Buffy.” Cordelia smiled already flouncing out the door with a grinning Angel. Buffy and Spike both stood on the porch watching as the smitten pair jumped into Angels convertible and sped off down the street before looking at each other awkwardly.
“Okay then…um…bye.” Buffy mumbled walking down the path and to her house quickly so no one would see her wearing a mans shirt and assume something that would be of the bad. She was almost to her door when she heard Spike call after her. She turned around to see him standing there with his hands in his pockets.
“Maybe we could talk again or something…if you want…”
Buffy almost laughed at his nervousness but decided it would be better if she kept it in and so with a bright smile and a simple nod she disappeared behind her door.