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Buffy ran at Spike, he grabbed her by the waist and threw her over his head saying, “Sloppy.” Buffy landed on her feet after flipping and used her momentum to pull his feet out from under him as she rolled into a summersault.
“Really? I thought it was clever.” She grinned at him wickedly. Spike reached up over his head, grabbing her arms and flipped her over him. She in turn held tightly and brought him with her, standing up and causing him to fall flat on his back. “Done with the lesson yet?”
He smirked up at her, “Not even close.” He pushed himself off the floor and motioned for her to follow him
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Drusilla and Dawn watch as the ‘Slayer’ and Spike fight it out on the practice grounds. “I think I shall be very cross with him if she lives.” She tells Dawn, determined.
“She seems like a nice young lady, to me.” Dawn whispered.
Drusilla grabbed Dawns face and slapped the child, “Bite your tongue!! Or I’ll have Angel keep the jack away from his mistress.
Dawn pushed the older woman away. But she did shut up. Connor would be back soon, and she didn’t need to go down in the ranks again.
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Spike dropped his sword, “That’s enough play fight for now.” Buffy dropped hers as well and went over to the trough for some water.
“Hello, my Willy.” Drusilla wrapped her arms around Spike in a very possessive fashion. “The sunshine is it?” She laughed, “One thing about the sunshine. The moon and stars tell me of it. How it lies, how it burns. Don’t get too close, my William. It’ll break you if you let it.”
“Dru,” Spike took her clutching hands off him, “Love, you’re off your bleed in’ rocker.” Dru growled, “And one more thing, pet…” He light shoved her away, “Sod off!” Drusilla laughed again as she left.
“Drusilla, right?” Buffy asked, coming back over. “You and her a thing?”
“Please, like I’d put up with any of these wankers for more then two minutes if I didn’t have to!” Spike snorted.
“Back to the lesson?” Buffy bent over to pick her sword back up, but was stopped by Spike.
“Time for meditation, you can leave that there.” Spike pointed to a fixture on the wall holding other weapons.
He was good. Buffy knew it. He was better than she was, but then why wasn’t he in the lead? “Spike?”
“Yeah, ducks?”
“Why aren’t you in Angel’s position?” Spike glared at her and shoved her into the wall, pressing her up by her mouth with his hand.
“Never say that, you hear?” Spike hissed at her. “If Peaches heard you talkin’ head have my bloody head!”
As soon as he let go of her mouth, Buffy just had to ask, “Why?”
Spike looked around to make sure no one was near. He nodded to a door on their left and dragged her in there.
Down at the end of the hallway was Darla who skipped away singing, “There’s gonna be a fight. And I know who’s gonna win!”
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Angel sat back, thinking about what he’d just heard, “You’re sure? You saw them together?”
“Yes,” Darla grinned, “We can use her to get to him.” Angel put his hands on her waist.
“A lovers spat to make his confidence sink to a level low enough to defeat him.” Angel grinned as he slammed a grinning Darla down into his lap from her perch on the table. “And then, it’s good bye to our dear boy, Spike.” He kissed Darla and slammed her into the wall, tearing off her blouse and bringing her hand to his mouth and sucking each one. “Have I told you how much I love it when you scheme?”
“Only every minute of every day.” Darla grinned as Angel lay her down on the table.
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