Grease: I could get used to needing that
by ForeversEnough
Everything in the first chapter. I don’t own Buffy or any characters, and some lines are taken from the movie Grease.

Author’s Note: Hey everyone! Thanks so much for all the reviews I’ve been getting, I love and cherish every single one of them. Besides this story and Stormy Weather, I have a new one and a semi-new one. What Goes Around, Comes Around is not based on a movie, so don’t worry about that, and it has lots of drama and angst, and soon to be lots of Spuffy. My newest is Coyote Ugly, which is obviously based on the movie, but has way more Spuffy. Way, way, more. Cause I don’t think it has enough romance in it. I really need reviews for the two of those, because they aren't getting them, and I don't want them to feel abandoned! Anyway, Grease is my favorite of them all, and it seems like it is of yours too. Okay, enough of the boredom. Here it is! Continue to review please :).

Story note: I decided to change the Frosty Palace to the Bronze. Hope that makes it a little more Buffy-ied.

Grease

Chapter 6

“FUCK YOU!” Angel yelled at the Scoprions as he flicked them off. They were taunting them as they drove down the neutral ground near the Bronze. It was a burger joint, where there was also plenty of dancing and fun.

“Spike man, they’re asking for it. We should so beat their asses. Hell yeah, I will when I race at Thunder Road.” Angel told him, as they walked towards the entrance of the Bronze.

Spike was twirling his cigarette between his long and slim fingers. “Yeah man whatever.” He said with a sigh as he dropped it to the ground and stomped it out.

“What’s hangin’ man? Still hooked on that chick?” Angel asked him after he noticed the way he was acting.

“Come on mate. It was just a dumb broad. I’m not hooked up on no one you bloody poof.” Spike quickly covered.

“Yeah, I was just thinkin’ you were dude.”

“Get inside you git, and don’t think so bloody much.” Spike ordered, pushing his bulky ass inside.

“Whatever bro. That’s cool.” Angel chuckled, walking into the Bronze ahead of Spike.

~~~

“Hey Guys!” Xander called from the Thunderbirds normal table when he spotted Spike’s bleached white head walk through the door. “Over here!”

“Hey!” Angel greeted them.

“Whelp, it’s our normal table. Do you really have to make a show and wave us over?” Spike asked exasperated.

“Screw you Spike.” Xander attempted to insult him.

“Nah, only your mom whelp.” Spike came back, as he sat down while throwing his pack of Marlboros on the table.

“Okay, meetings in session.” Angel began, as he pulled out a cigarette from Spike’s pack.

“Hey mate. Don’t take the merchandise!” Spike said, slapping his hand away.

“Gimme your Zippo Spike, I want a fucking light.” Angel bossed out.

“Fine man, here.” Spike said, giving him a light.

“Okay ladies, I’ll start.” Oz began, interrupting them. “Last year, I heard that the cops had Thunder Road staked out when they heard about a drag race. Everyone there, spectators included got hauled into the department.”

“Great, cause no one’s going to catch Grease Lightnin’, so why should I care?” Angel asked.

“Really man, you don’t think anyone will catch you?” Gunn asked.

“Hell no. Have faith man.” Angel told him, patting his back. “Right Spike?” Angel asked him, looking to him for agreement.

Spike didn’t hear a word that came out of his mouth. He was too busy watching Buffy dancing with that nancy boy Riley, dressed in a sexy spaghetti strap dress, letting him feel all over her. ‘Bloody hell! She has to be doing it on purpose! She never let me do this to her!’ He growled inwardly.

~~~

Cordelia was coming back from getting a coke at the bar, when she spotted the Thunderbirds at their normal table. They were all talking and laughing, being the normal idiots they were, except for Spike. He was looking rather depressed and staring off into space. She followed his far-out gaze, and saw him watching Buffy get freaky with Riley.

Cordy decided to walk over to the table. Sipping her coke, she asked Spike, “Something bothering you Zuko?”

That he seemed to hear. “Bite me Cor.”

“Can’t. I’m on a low-fat diet.” With that, she walked away giggling, towards the Pink Ladies table.

Spike just glared at her back as she walked away. “I don’t know what’s up with chicks. Why the hell did they get invented?”

“Sex.” Angel answered like it was just casual talk.

“If that’s true, what do you do for the other 23 hours and 45 minutes with them?” Gunn asked.

“Is that really all it takes? 15 minutes?” Xander questioned.

“Mate, get a girlfriend.” Spike told him, slapping him on the back of the head.

“I’ve tried.” Xander muttered under his breath.

~~~

“Let’s go back to the table Buffy.” Riley proposed when the song ended.

“Okay, but I think I’d like a soda.”

“I’ll get you one.” Riley offered.

Buffy was about to sit down and agree, but she saw the Thunderbirds at their normal table by the bar.

“No that’s okay Riley. After that dance, I need to wind down. I’ll get it.” Buffy told him. “Would you like one?”

“Yes sure.” Riley grinned at her, handing her a 10 dollar bill.

Buffy smiled at him sweetly. ‘Boy this guy is boring. This date with him is nothing like my time with Spike at the beach.’ She turned away from him and made her way to the bar.

On her way, she walked past the Thunderbirds table, strutting her stuff. Angel’s legs were in her way, and she put her hands up in the air, as a motion of “get out of my way”. He looked at her, then at Spike, and hesitantly moved his legs. But, he also gave a wolfish whistle her way.

Buffy made her way to the bar and ordered two cokes with lime.

“I’ll be right back.” Spike told them.

He made his way over to Buffy at the bar like a predator stalks its prey.

“Spikey! Blondie Bear!” Harmony said to him, stepping in front of his path to the bar and wrapping her arms around his muscular stomach.

“Listen you bint, I can’t talk to you right now.” He growled at her, grabbing her arms around him and freeing himself.

“But, I thought after that one date, you loved me.” Harmony pouted.

Spike looked her straight in the eye and told her, “I love syphilis more than you.” He left her standing as he walked past her and continued towards Buffy.

“Call me!” Harmony yelled after him.

~~~

“Hey Buffy.” Spike greeted her, finally reaching his destination. He leaned against the bar and ordered a coke from the bartender.

“Hello Spike.” Buffy politely greeted back.

“That was a um, nice dance you put on out there.”

“Glad you enjoyed the show.”

“Listen Buffy, can we talk?”

“I don’t know, Riley is waiting for me.” Buffy answered, as the bartender finally gave her the drinks. She started to walk away from Spike.

“Listen pet.” Spike began. “Just give me a minute will you?”

“Fine. Speak.” Buffy told him.

“What they told you, it was. Well, it was true. But not as much of it as you think. I used to take a girl out almost every night before I met you. It was because my girlfriend, who I thought was the love of my life, Druscilla fucked me up royally. She got me into drinking and drugs, and it just wasn’t good. She eventually had to go to prison, but not before she broke up with me. I was heartbroken love. At first I didn’t look at another girl again. But then, after I noticed I had these good looks, and all of them thought so, I started dating again. Nightly. It was a different girl each time. I always took her back to my place, but each time, I sent her away as soon as we go to the door. I couldn’t go through with sleeping with her. You changed me this summer luv. Whether you let yourself know it or not, I’ve changed. And it’s because of you. For you. I haven’t dated another bloody girl since this summer! I can’t even look at them the same and not think of you!”

Buffy just looked at him speechless with tears in her eyes. Here she was dating a bulky Riley, when she could be dating a great man.

“Luv, now would be the right time to say something.” Spike interrupted her thoughts.

“Spike, what you said, it was romantic. Sweet even, but Riley is such a simple person. He’s not into gangs, smoking, drinking, or a different girl every night if he gets into a fight with his girlfriend or breaks up with her!” Buffy told him.

‘That’s right, play hard to get Buff.’ She mentally coached herself

A look of pure hurt flashed across Spike’s features, but you had to be looking hard to catch it, because it was quickly covered by anger. Spike began to see red. “Too bad his brains are in his fucking biceps!”

“Jealous are you Spikey?” Buffy asked, amused.

“Don’t make me laugh. I would never be jealous of Captain Cardboard.” Spike informed her.

“Good. Because right now, he’s with me.” Buffy told him, as she began to walk away.

‘Come on Spike, come after me. Stop me.’ Buffy silently ordered him.

“Luv wait! I can be what you need!” Spike yelled to stop her. He grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him. He took the cokes from her hands and placed them on the bar. He turned around again to face her, and pulled her flush against his body.

“This is what you need.” He told her, gazing into her eyes, and pressing his erection into his body.

“Spike, I-I can’t.” Buffy began to explain why she wouldn’t sleep with him.

Spike shut her up by crashing his lips to hers in a passionate yet deep kiss.

When the two blondes finally came up for air Buffy grinned at him. “Oh, that. Yeah, I guess I could get used to needing it.”

~~~

Meanwhile, Riley was watching the show. “That Peroxide Boy isn’t stealing her from me. Not when I worked so hard to get her.”

TBC!

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