Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy, Spike, or any of the characters. If I did, the season would be
continuing, and I would not be here writing fanfic. Also, anything *songs, lines* etc., from the movie Grease, doesn't belong to me.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Based on the movie “Grease”, but mixed with ideas from my head. Also, it’s not the 50’s. William Zuko, or “Spike”, is the leader of the gang the Thunderbirds. Elizabeth Olsson “Buffy or Buffy D”, was Spike’s summer fling. They said their good-byes at the end of the summer, knowing that Summer Fling’s mean nothing. Or, do they?
AN: Thanks to my beta Mel! You’re the best! Also, I wrote this after seeing it performed live. I wanted to know what Buffy and Spike would do in the Grease world.
Grease
Prologue
‘Good morning my beach homies. The temperature currently is 76 degrees, going up to a high of 98 degrees. The current time is 9 AM, and the tide is high, with great surfing waves. Enjoy the day here on Hawaii’s Big Island. I’m DJ Sammy, and here’s a new hit from Britney Spears.’
“Oh god. Britney Spears. Turn that bloody thing off Buffy.” William “Spike” Zuko ordered the girl lying next to him, Elizabeth “Buffy” Olsson.
“But Spike, I like this song. It’s so romantic.” Buffy groggily told him, rubbing her eyes.
“It’s by a bloody git with fake tits. I don’t find that very romantic. I just find the thought making me really horny. Besides, it’s pop shmop. You need the real stuff. Punk.” Said the 18-year-old bleached blonde, Billy Idol reject, wonder.
“Punk is for people that don’t have homes.” 18-year-old Buffy responded. Her and Spike had met each other June 25th, when she walked into him in the lobby of the hotel they happened to share in Hawaii. Tomorrow, August 27th, Buffy was headed to Los Angeles, where she was going to be attending Hemrey High School. Spike goes to Sunnydale High School in California. Ever since a week after they first met in the lobby, Buffy had been staying with Spike in his room, instead of with her mother and little sister in their room. Spike and Buffy have had hot make out sessions, but haven’t gone any farther.
‘It’s going to be bloody hard to let this blonde angel walk out of my life tomorrow.’ Spike thought. “Punk is REAL music sweetheart. Maybe if you weren’t so bleeding stubborn you would listen to it and realize that.”
Buffy rolled her eyes. “Whatever.” She sighed, and turned off the radio. Yawning, she thought, ‘Please God. Don’t force me to separate from him.’ They have been inseparable since the day she moved into his room.
Her mother, Joyce, figured that there were worse things she could do, than sleeping in the same bedroom as Spike. She knew that Buffy was a wholesome and pure girl. There was no way that Buffy would have sex with him.
“So what are we doing today, luv?” Spike asked her, getting out of the bed, standing in front of her, clad in just boxers.
“I don’t know, maybe some quite time, on the beach?” Buffy asked.
“Luv, the beach has nearly a million bloody people, how are we going to get quite time?” He asked her, as he headed towards the bathroom to put on his swimming trunks.
“Well.” Buffy yelled to him in the other room as she sat up in the bed. “Do you remember that spot that we went at the first night we met? That cliff that looks over the beach? We could hang out on the beach there.” Buffy offered.
“Sounds great pet.” Spike told her, as he exited the bathroom in his red Billabong swimming trunks and a tight white tank top.
“Yay. I’ll go put my suit on, and we can grab some breakfast on the way out!” Buffy said, happy that he agreed.
*~*~*~*
20 minutes later, 2 bagels, one note to Joyce/Dawn, and a 5 minute car ride, Buffy and Spike were setting up their spot on their own “private beach.”
Buffy, wearing a blue halter bikini, with brown flowers on them and a white tube top cover up, was laying out the blanket as Spike set up the umbrella.
“This is nice.” Buffy commented 5 minutes layer, as she laid on the towel under the umbrella in Spike’s arms.
“It is pet. I’m just sorry it’s going to be ending so soon.” Spike said, depressed.
“Let’s just live in the moment Spike.” Buffy told him, as she turned to look into his eyes. She brushed her lips against his. “We’ll keep in touch. I promise.”
All day, Buffy and Spike played around on the beach. They laid in each other’s arms and talked, ran in the water, pushed each other in the water, made out, and built sand castles. They made the most of their day.
*~*~*~*
At 9 AM the next morning, Buffy, Dawn, and Joyce were boarding the plane in Hawaii to take them to their new home, Los Angeles.
“Let’s go Buffy.” Joyce ordered her, as her and Dawn paused at the gate waiting for her.
“But mom! Spike had to go run and get me something. He promised he’d be here to say goodbye!” Buffy whined, with tears in her eyes.
“Well, I’m sorry dear. But we have to go!” Joyce said, as she walked to her daughter, grabbed her by the arm, and led her through the gate.
As Buffy sat in her window seat on the airplane with Dawn next to her, and Joyce on Dawn’s other side, she looked down at the disappearing speck of the airport, and the whole Hawaii island.
“Goodbye Spike.” Buffy mumbled, as tears began to flow down her cheeks.
*~*~*~*
Spike ran through the airport like a madman. He needed to give Buffy his gift, before she left. “Buffy!” Spike yelled, as he ran through the airport.
He finally reached gate 578. Looking around the sitting area, he couldn’t spot his golden goddess.
“Excuse me.” Spike asked the lady at the desk by the gate. “When does this plane leave?”
“I’m sorry sir.” The lady told him. “It’s already departed.”
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