Nice Enough For A Piggyback Ride

By Calie

Nice Enough For a Piggyback Ride 1/?

Author: Calie

Rating: PG-13

Summary: This fic is pretty much kinda silly. No serious plot. Im going to kind of treat it like the show. Each part will be like an episode. So there will be no all over plot except for Spike and Willow getting together. It takes place in the present. Oz is gone. Anya and Xander are together. Riley knows about Buffy. And Spike is still living with Giles. I'm kind of basing it off of the rumors about Spike having a crush on Willow. Because you will begin to see that it is him that likes her first.

Part 1

Willow stuck her tongue out.

"That was mature."

"And you are?"

"I'll have you know that I am very old."

"Wow, 126. That doesn't mean that you're mature."

"Oh, and how old are you? Thirteen? Fifteen?"

"Eighteen, I'll have you know."

"Ooooo. Wow."

"Willow, Spike please," Giles begged. Their talking was driving him
crazy.

"Sorry," they said in unison.

"We're here!" Buffy's voice rang.

"Bloody hell," Spike cursed and stood up from the floor and turned
toward the
door.

Buffy opened her mouth to introduce Riley to Giles, but before she had
a
chance to speak, he lunged in the direction of Spike and Willow.

Spike vamped out as the human's fist connected rather painfully with
his jaw.
Luckily, not that he liked the thought very much, the slayer saved him.
 

"Riley!" Buffy yelled and ran after him pulling him back. "Stop!"

"Buffy, he is a vampire!" he yelled and tried pushing her away but she
held
him back.

"We know that," Buffy said calmly.

Riley turned to her. "You knew he was the one that escaped us and you
didn't
tell me?"

"You know that he can't kill humans," she responded.

Spike realized what was going on. This was one of the assholes that had
done
that to him. "You bastard," he growled and lunged forward.

"Spike!" Willow screamed, but he didn't stop. She ran and jumped on his
back
before he could get close enough to Riley to cause any harm.

Spike stopped. "Willow, let go," he growled out.

"No," she said firmly and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Spike turned his head to the side. "Willow..." he warned.

"What are you going to do, Spike?" she asked kindly. "He knows you
can't hurt
him. All you'd wind up doing is getting your ass kicked. And Buffy
could do
that any day for you."

Spike frowned. "Funny."

"Okay, I have a question," Xander asked as Anya and he walked in the
house.
"Why is Willow on Spike's back?"

"Maybe they're going to have sex," Anya said simply. "What?" she asked
as
everyone turned to look at her.

"See Riley. Spike is...  Well, he is... I don't know. But he's nice
enough to
give Willow a piggy back ride," Buffy thought up and cringed.

"Willow, get off," Spike said. He would have taken her off by now, but
she
was wrapped around him so tight he didn't want to hurt her.

"Not until you promise not to be a meany," she told him decidedly.

"All right, I promise," he told her disappointed. She had been right,
he most
likely would only have gotten his ass kicked.

"Then stop being all grrrr. Remember? Takes all the fun out of it. Be
mysterious," she reminded him of their previous conversation.

Spike sighed and shifted back to his human face. "Better?"

"Yeah," she said and slid down his back and stepped out from behind
him.

"Okay, now that all the theatrics are over...." Buffy started.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"You know, Willow. I think Spike kind of likes you," Buffy said as she
pulled
back her sheets.

Willow coughed. "What?"

"Well, come on. He's only nice to you. And he didn't attack Riley when
you
asked him not to. Spike doesn't take me as the kind of person to listen
to
any human," she explained and slipped under her blankets.

"Buff,y give me a break. I mean, Spike? He is still a bad guy, even
though he
can't kill us. If he wasn't in this position, he'd probably be planning
our
deaths," Willow argued with her. The though of Spike liking her was
just...just something that sent shivers through her body. Not all in a
good
way. Kind of scary.

"Willow, I'm not saying go get married to him," Buffy told her friend.
"No
definitely don't get married to him. It would never work out. Believe
me, I
know first hand."

Willow cringed. "Sorry."

"But he was a good kisser," Buffy admitted.

"Buffy!"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Buffy."

"Riley, hey," Buffy said and smiled. "What's up?" she asked perkily.

"I need to talk to you," he told her seriously.

"Okay," she said. She waved to the couple of people she was talking to
and
allowed Riley to lead her off. "So what do you need to talk to me
about?"

"The vampire," he told her simply.

Buffy sighed but knew he needed to say what he had to say. Then she'd
argue
with him. "Okay. What about Spike?"

"You need to hand him over to us Buffy. He is dangerous. He has escaped
us
more than once," Riley pleaded with her.

"Spike? Dangerous? Ha. Do you know how many times he has tried to kill
me?"
Buffy noticed the look the came over his face. "Okay, bad choice of
words.
But the point is, he never succeeded. I could beat his ass any day."

"Then why are you keeping him there?" Riley asked her. He hadn't told
anyone
about the vampire yet. But that didn't mean he wouldn't.

"Because, I don't know why. I mean yeah, he is a vampire. But he can't
hurt
us. Now that we realized he can kill demons, he is helping us. He needs
his
daily kill." Buffy silently cursed herself. She really needed to plan
out
these speeches. Buffy sighed. "Riley, you don't want to just stake him
to
save lives. You want to take him for tests. If the time comes that I
have to,
I will stake him. But right now he is harmless. And even more helping
us."

"Buffy..." he pleaded with her. He knew it was no use. She was right.
He
would bring him back and not kill him.

"I'll help you kill the vampires. But I will not help you trap them."
she
told him firmly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Do it again."

Spike followed her orders.

"What does it feal like?" Willow inquired amazed.

"I don't know. It's become such a habit I don't notice it anymore," he
told
her simply.

"Can I touch it?" Willow asked like an excited child.

"I don't care," he said and shrugged.

Willow crawled closer to him on the couch and sat on her feet. She
leaned
over his chest and brought her hand up to his forehead. "Wow. What does
that
feel like?" Willow asked and poked at the vampire ridges.

Spike squinted as she poked at his head. "Like you're poking at me
head."

Willow ran her hand over the soft ridges about his eyes. "They're hard
but
kinda soft." Willow moved closer. "I feel like I'm petting a cat."
Willow
said and giggled.

"I guess so, cats like to be petted," he told her. He watched her
through his
yellow demon eyes.

"You like that?" she asked surprised. Willow waited for him to respond.
But
he didn't. She took that as a yes. She scooted forward and propped
herself up
on his chest on one arm while the other hand continued sliding over his

vampire face.

"It doesn't scare you?" he asked sounding a little interested.

"Well, yea hmost of the time. But not right now," she said
absentmindedly.

"Why not?" he asked her. He really wanted to know. He wanted to know
why she
wasn't scared of him. Not that he wanted her to be.

"I don't know," Willow continued to lightly glide her hand along the
vampire
features. "Most likely because of the fact you can't hurt me. In this
position, you're kinda nice. Even though you are a vampire. I mean, if
this
were Angelus with this problem, I don't think we'd be letting him run
free
around the house."

"I'm not Angelus." Spike said firmly.

Willow noticed the angrily flicker in his eyes at the mention of Angel.

"That was my point," she said softly.

"Ow," Spike exclaimed as she kneeled on his leg and growled.

Willow sat back and laughed. "Do it again."

"What?" he asked confused.

"Grrrr," she said and laughed again.

Spike sighed and let his demon face fade away.

"Awwww," Willow said disappointed. She sat back against the couch and
turned
to Spike seriously. "Why do I have to vampsit you?"

"Because you're easy," he told her.

Willow frowned. "Meany."

"You know I don't see why I have to be watched. I can't hurt anyone,"
he said
a little angrily.

"Yeah, but you could run off," she argued.

"Okay, how would that help me get rid of this little problem?" he
asked.

Willow didn't respond. She really didn't see them getting rid of the
problem.
And that didn't seem like a good idea to her either. She liked him
better
like this. Not trying to kill her and all.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Slayer, you gotta break off the bloody horn!" Spike cursed as he
kicked the
large demon.

"I know that!" Buffy screamed as she stood back up from being knocked
on the
ground.

Spike growled. "You fight this nasty thing. I'll get the horn."

Buffy didn't respond but jumped in front of the demon as Spike ran from
it.
The demon slapped her with one of it's slimy fins knocking her to the
ground.
Buffy looked up at the demon gapping. Her eyes narrowed and she
scowled.
"This was a 60 dollar shirt!" she screamed.

Spike paused only a moment. Now he knew how to make her fight. Ruin her

clothes. He shook off the ridiculous thoughts and climbed up the tree.
"Shit," he cursed as a something sharp stuck in his hand, but he
continued
his climb.

Once he reached a high enough point he jumped from the tree and landed
on the
disgusting demon. "Bloody hell. I can't do this with you kicking him!"
Spike
yelled as he tried to reach from the horn poking out from the demon's
forehead. But it didn't stop her. Spike growled loudly as the demon was

knocked back sandwiching Spike between him and the tree. Spike let out
an
angry growled and reached forward breaking the horn with all his might.
The
demon let out a painfilled roar and began to shrink. Spike fell away
from the
demon and watched from the ground as he seemed to get lower and lower.

Buffy titled her head at the green mess. "Did he deflate?"

"I don't bloody know. But I do know that I'm covered in it's nasty
slime and
I smell," he said angrily.

"Well, that's nothing new for you." Buffy matched his anger since she
was
equally covered in the same substance.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Giles! They're back!" Willow yelled when she heard the angry yelling
from
outside the house.

"Did it work?" Willow asked as they walked in.

"Yeah, we killed him," Buffy said gloomily.

"No, I killed him," Spike corrected her. "You just whined about your
clothes."

"You wouldn't have been able to kill him without me," she told him.

Spike noticed the watcher walk in. "You know," he began and put his
hand on a
chair. "Son of a-!" he yelled.

"You know son of a? That made no sense." Buffy told him and smirked as
she
walked to the back.

"I have a bloody stake in my hand, if you don't mind," he told her.

"Whatever," she said and walked to the bathroom with Giles following
her to
see what happened.

"You two are very kind," Spike said sarcastically as he looked at his
palm.

Willow walked up to him. "A stake?" she asked confused.

Spike hissed as he tried to remove the piece of wood.

"Let me see," she told him and reached for his hand.

Spike growled softly and pulled his hand away from her.

"All right, fine," Willow said a little angered and hurt. She turned
and
walked in the direction that Giles and Buffy had went.

Spike reached for her. "Willow. Ow!" he yelled. Of course, he had to be
dumb
enough to grab her with THAT hand.

Willow turned and sighed. "Let me see," she told him firmly.

Spike didn't argue this time and held out his hand to her palm up.

Willow took his large hand in her two small ones. The first thing that
entered her mind was the fact that it was cold. She quickly dismissed
it and
searched out the 'stake.' "You ninny."

"What?!?"

"It's a splinter," she told him and frowned. She held his hand in hers
and
pulled him over to the sofa. "Sit," she told him. After he did, she
began
searching through her purse. "Ah ha."

"What are you going to do with that?" Spike asked incredulously.

"Get the splinter out, you big baby," Willow told him.

"Oh, no, I don't think so. You're not sticking that thing with me," he
told
her decidedly.

"Spike, it's just a safety pin! This from a vampire who was nicknamed
William
the Bloody, killed his victims with spikes, and killed two slayers,"
she said
trying to egg him on.

"You know an awful lot about me pet," Spike said amused.

"Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer," she told him
and
smirked.

Spike raised his eyebrows. "You promise?"

Willows eyes widened, and she felt a shyness that she had thought she
had
gotten rid of a few years ago.

"Ow!" Spike yelled.

"Huh? Oh sorry." Willow cringed. In her moment of embarrassment , she
had
kind of missed her target and poked him hard enough to start bleeding.
She
concentrated hard on his hand, and a few moments later, she had
retrieved the
splinter.

"Got it," she said softly and held it up for him to see.

Spike took it from her and looked at it. "Huh." It was kind of tiny. He

grabbed her hand and smiled as she jumped. He used his other hand to
open
hers and then took the safety pin from her, but did not let her hand
go. "I
don't think you should be wielding such a weapon pet. You seem to cause

damage with it."

Willow nodded quickly. "Okay," she said and stood up. "I'm gonna um go
see
what Buffy and Giles are doing. You uh stay here," she told him and
took off
in the other direction.

"Don't be long!" he yelled after her and laughed as her pace quickened.
"This
could be fun," he realized.

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