Single White Slayer
Chapter 5 - Embraceable You

written by Gileswench




Buffy put the finishing touches on her hair as she told Willow about the previous night's date.

"Wow. I had no idea, Buffy. I mean, if I'd known I wouldn't have set you up with Giles."

"No, Will, it's okay. It's better than okay. We had a really great time."

"How... great a time? You guys didn't...?"

"Will! It was a first date. And I'm just getting over Riley issues, and Giles is a gentleman."

"Which means...?"

"Which means we didn't, okay?" She smiled to herself. "But I gotta say, he's a really great kisser."

"I thought you said you didn't."

Buffy threw Mr. Gordo at her friend.

* * * * *

Giles felt a bit odd standing on the steps of the concert hall holding a single white rose. Still, that was how Xander had told his date she would know him. He would know her by the white rose in her hair. At least he knew he would enjoy the music. As for his companion, well, after the previous night with Buffy, he wasn't really in the mood to meet another woman. He'd finally seen the one that had been growing up before his eyes for the past four years.

His musings were interrupted when he saw a young woman dashing up the steps. A quick glance at his watch told him they would be barely in time for the curtain. When she raised her eyes, he was stunned. She came to a dead stop.

"Buffy?"

"Giles?"

"Again?"

"Okay, either fate is trying to tell us something or Willow and Xander set this whole thing up."

He handed her the rose as he escorted her into the building.

"I do believe it may be a bit of both."

* * * * *

The next day, Xander decided to visit the Magic Box on his lunch break. He leaned across the counter to kiss Anya before greeting Giles.

"So, how's the life of the swinging bachelor? Ready to seek another lovely bundle of femininity?"

"No, Xander, I don't believe I'll be doing that."

"What? Why not? I got you two hot dates in as many nights and now you're... what? Not into girls anymore?"

"You said earlier that you would give up being my social secretary when I was getting, how did you put it?, ah yes, big time smoochies with some cute young thing. Well, Xander, you're out of a job."

The younger man smiled broadly. "No kidding! So tell me; bachelorette number one or bachelorette number two?"

"Both, as a matter of fact."

"Both? You're dating two women at the same time?"

"No. Just one."

"Okay, I took math. I even took algebra. This doesn't add up."

"Yes it does, when one takes into account the fact that you actually set me up on two dates with one woman."

"I did? How'd I do that?"

"I've no idea, and it doesn't matter to me one way or the other. I don't care whether it was deliberate or accidental, because I'm terribly pleased with the outcome."

"So when do we meet this terribly pleasing lady of yours?"

Just then the bell rang as Buffy entered the shop.

"Buffy! Giles was just about to tell us who his new mystery date is."

The Slayer frowned. "You're not going on another date, are you?"

"Not until Friday, so far as I know."

"Good. I don't share well, y'know." She leaned up to give him a small kiss. "Ready for lunch?"

"Ravenous. Anya, I'll be back in an hour. Or so. Keep an eye on things while I'm out." He draped a possessive arm around Buffy's shoulders and escorted her out of the store.

Xander stared after the couple, his jaw wide with astonishment.

"An? What was that?"

"You set him up with Buffy both times. Now they're together and it's only a matter of time before they give each other lots of orgasms."

"I so did not want to know that."

* * * * *

That evening, a couple walked through Restview Cemetery. The tall man fitted his stride to that of the small woman beside him. They stayed close, though they didn't touch for the moment.

"At least nobody had a total heart attack about it."

"Though Dawn did make some fairly alarming retching noises."

"Please! She used to do that all the time when Riley came over. It's her traditional greeting for my boyfriends. If she did that, it's official; you're stuck with me."

"Stuck is hardly the word I'd use." The pair fell silent for a few steps. "Your mother is very angry with me, I'm afraid."

"She'll get over it. Maybe not for a while, but she will."

"I don't want to cause problems for you at home, Buffy."

"It'll be weird for a few days or so, but then everybody will figure out it's okay. Don't sweat it."

Hardly breaking her pace, she leaned over a fresh grave and plunged her stake into the earth just as a hand broke the surface. With a cloud of dust, and a whooshing sound, the fledgling vampire was dispatched.

"I mean, it's not like it's the end of the world or anything."

* * * * *

Dawn sat on the back porch, gazing at the stars. She couldn't figure out her sister. With all the cute guys in Sunnydale, she had to choose a really old, nearsighted, stuffy English guy. At least Riley hadn't been too embarrassing to point out to her friends as her sister's boyfriend. With this guy, she'd never hear the end of it from Melinda.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a rustling sound from the bushes.

"Who's there?" Dawn hoped she sounded more confident than she felt.

"Just me, Ducks. Slayer in?"

"Oh. It's you, Spike. Go away."

"Look, Squirt, I'm here to see your sister. Got good information. It's worth some money."

"She's out. With her new boyfriend."

"What? Replaced Captain Cardboard already, has she?" Spike lit a cigarette while he regained his composure. Dawn coughed and waved the smoke away as best she could.

"Yeah. And you'll never guess who she's dating now."

"Let me guess, Droopy Boy's ditched Demon Girl."

"No. Xander's still with Anya, though I can't see why. Buffy told us tonight she's going with Giles."

"The sodding Watcher? Bugger me!"

"I asked Giles what that meant. He wouldn't tell me."

"How'd they get together? Wouldn't have thought the Slayer knew ol' Rups had wedding tackle at all."

"Personal ads. Can you believe it? Answering personal ads and ending up going out with someone you've known for years, anyway. That's just weird."

"Wonder what the hell they put in those ads."

"I don't." She gazed up at the stars again for a moment. "What would you write?"

"Me? I wouldn't need to write one."

"But if you did. What would you write?"

The vampire frowned in thought.

"Let's see, 'Single White Vampire, very male, seeks female same for unlifetime commitment. Turn ons: O Negative, fear, random violence, Sex Pistols. Turn offs: sunlight, stakes, decapitation, sodding poofters with souls'. How about you?"

"'SWF, 14, seeks guy who looks like anyone from Nsync. Must like magic, Harry Potter books, and picnics. No tortured souls need apply.' That's so I don't get someone messed up like Riley was at the end. And yours is really terrible."

"Think you can do better, do you?"

"Yeah. 'SWM vampire, neutered, seeks female same for pointless violence, mooching off Slayer. Must like hot chocolate with marshmallows, Billy Idol look alikes, and ashtray breath.' I think that's much more accurate."

"Oh yeah, well I got one for you, Brat: 'SWF, jailbait, seeks poncey bugger for teasing, emasculating. Must be complete nancy momma's boy. Little boys not yet weaned preferred.' How's that?"

Dawn drew herself to her full height.

"Buffy's right. You're a pig, Spike."

Her fist flew with precision until it came in contact with the vampire's face.

"Ah! Jesus! What is it with you and your bloody sister? Always gotta go for the nose."

He cradled his wounded nose with his hands.

"Go away, Spike, or I'll tell Buffy you were doing something bad."

"Like what?"

"I haven't made up my mind. Maybe I'll tell her you were stealing her clothes."

"You wouldn't." The vampire swallowed hard.

"I will if you're not gone by the time she gets back."

Dawn saw the rude gesture Spike made as he stalked off. She made a mental note to ask Giles what it meant.

* * * * *

This time when Giles parked in front of Buffy's house, there was no hesitation. He pulled the willing girl into his arms and kissed her deeply until both drew back to catch their breath.

Buffy rested her head on Giles' chest as he continued to hold her.

"It's funny. All this time we've known each other, and it took ads in the paper to make us really see each other. And you know what's the worst of it?"

"What, love?"

"I didn't even write mine. Willow wrote it."

She felt the chuckle vibrate through Giles' chest.

"Share the funny?"

"It's just that I didn't write mine either. Xander did."

"Okay, we should send those guys a gift basket."

'Perhaps later. Right now, I have other plans."

"Such as?"

"Such as this."

By the time Spike walked past the car, all the windows were completely fogged.

END