A/N: This is a very AU fic, and as with all of my others, a lot of my characters may seem very OOC, but oh well.

Meeting New People

Spike woke up on a rainy Monday morning. The weather pretty much summed up his mood. He hated school. He was the type of person who only had a few friends, well actually only one really and considering that it was his stepbrother Wesley it made him feel kinda pathetic. He and Wes had been friends for ages before Spike’s dad had married Wes’ mom, and since then they had grown closer as brothers. Wes was great, he accepted Spike being bi and in turn Spike accepted Wes’s strong interest in witchcraft, the only other person Spike really hang out with at school was Wes’ girlfriend Fred, but he didn’t know her that well. Spike trudged out of bed and walked straight into the bathroom that joined he and Wes’ rooms and stripped off and jumped into the shower. He felt the water cascade down his body and get his blood flow going, he loved the feeling of hot showers. He got out about 10 minutes later and quickly brushed his teeth and walked back into his room. He chucked on a T shirt and some jeans and walked down the stairs that led to the kitchen and found Wes reading a paper drinking coffee, he smiled; Wes had a weird obsession with reading the paper.

“Up early I see,” Wes joked looking at his watch.

“Plenty of time,” Spike replied and walked over to the fridge and got out a carton of juice.

“Plenty of time for what, quick shower and some breakfast?” Wes asked as Spike poured himself some juice.

“Well what else is there?” Spike asked. “C’mon, I’m ready for school,” he said, skulling the juice and grabbing his car keys. Although Spike was a year older they were still in the same grade since Wes had skipped 6th grade.

“I am too, but then I think you knew that,” Wes finished. They headed out the front where Spike had parked his car and they both got in, Spike pulling out of the driveway and turning the corner sharply.

“So how did you go on that English exam last week, we got our marks back last week but you never told me what you got.”

Spike groaned inwardly remembering that exam that he had failed, he didn’t get it, he just couldn’t do English for some reason, all of his other marks were alright but for some reason he sucked at English, his teacher had written that he needed to use more imagination. Imagination his ass. Oh well, he’d just have to do better in the next assignment. “Yeh I did ok,” Spike told Wes.

“Good for you, I know you don’t like English.”

“Too true.”

“Speaking of English, last week was Mr Conan’s last week you know, we’re getting someone new today.”

“Yay.” Spike said sarcastically, in actual fact he hated old Conan, and would have sworn black and blue that the old geezer picked on him.

“What’s with you? Someone needs to get laid.” Wes replied.

“Speaking of which, I heard you come home late last night...” Spike said changing the subject.

“Yeh I was at Fred’s,” Wes replied.

“Thought you’d be doing that here, taking advantage of the fact that our lot are outta town.” Spike said.

“Our lot are always outta town and at the moment so are hers, and don’t change the subject. Seriously Spike, I know that neither you or I are the altogether popular type but you usually have someone around...”

“Point taken, but there just hasn’t really been anyone around. I’m thinking of hitting some clubs tonight, the somewhat out of town ones.”

“You mean the gay bars?” Wes asked smiling.

“If you want to be so blunt, then yes, the gay bars.”

“So you’re looking for a new man in your life hey?” Wes said.

“Yeh, chics are annoying me at the moment, the slut sisters were calling me queer yesterday.”

“Gotta love them,” Wes replied. “You can always count on them for some sort of derogatory label...But it shouldn’t turn you off all women.”

“It hasn’t I just feel like someone less demanding.” Spike said and pulled into the school carpark and taking the spot in the corner. “So what you got first period?” he asked.

“Chemistry.”

“Your insane, I wonder what I’ve got...” Spike said and started rifling through his bag for a copy of his timetable.

“Double Maths.” Wes replied.

“Fantastic,” Spike replied and got out and headed off to class.

The rest of the day went by quickly, the new teacher didn’t turn up in English and instead they’d had a substitute. Spike had bailed on class and went out to his car to have a smoke. Spike met Wes at the car that afternoon and dropped him and Fred off at her place on his way home. He quickly changed outfits, putting on some jeans that were tighter around his ass and a black button up shirt, fixed his hair and grabbed a bite to eat and went to his favourite music store, trying to kill the time between now and when his favourite club opened. He found a CD that he had been looking for for ages and his mood changed quickly from sour to not so sour. He looked at his watch, it was just about 5, which meant he had enough time to go home and feed his cat before heading to the club and just getting there at opening time.

About an hour later he finally reached the club, and he waved to the bouncer and went in. He knew the bouncer, only from seeing him there before, but he had shown him the fake ID he had gotten printed so many times that the guy now knew him by sight. He was pretty much a regular, but they often got a lot of new people there. Most lived about half an hour away and so the club mostly served as a place where guys could go and meet up without worrying too much about seeing anyone they knew. Spike sat down and ordered a drink and watched as the place was soon littered with handsome guys, some Spike knew from seeing them here before, others he didn’t. He ordered another drink, and sat stirring at it.

“Someone seems depressed,” he heard a voice say from behind him.

He recognised the voice, “Hey Nick,” he said as he turned around and gave him a hug.

“So whatchya been up to?” Nick asked.

“Not a real lot.” Spike replied. He and Nick had been friends for ages, almost since Spike had realised he was bi, and he had helped Spike come out. Nick was studying at Uni, and although he was one of Spike’s closest friends they had never felt that way about eachother and had always just been friends.

They kept chatting for about an hour before Nick eyed a blonde guy sitting on one of the stools near the bar.

“Duty calls,” Nick told Spike and wiggled his eyebrows before heading off to where the blonde man was sitting.

Will smiled at him as he left and looked around, giving the floor a scan. He caught the eye of a guy sitting alone, across the room. He was really, really, really good looking, he was tall, well built with short brown spikey hair. He smiled at him and motioned at the now empty seat and was pleased to see the guy pick up his drink and walk over to his table.

“Hey, I’m Angel.” The guy said as he reached Spike’s table.

“My name’s Spike.” Spike replied and moved the seat slightly away from the table, motioning for him to sit down.

Angel sat down, “I saw you over here before but you looked occupied.” Angel said reffering to Nick.

“Oh yeh, Nick’s just a friend of mine.” Spike replied. “Angel, that’s an odd name.”

“So’s Spike.” Angel replied, “My real name’s Liam, but everyone calls me Angel, been that way since I was young and someone said I looked like an Angel.”

“You do,” Spike replied then coughing slightly when he realised how forward he had sounded. “My real name’s Will by the way, just everyone calls me Spike, only cos my hairs spikey.” He said changing the subject, “so are you new around here?” He asked, “I haven’t seen you here before, and trust me, if you were here I would remember.” Spike said staring into Angel’s hazel brown eyes.

“Yeh I am, I’ve just moved to Sunnydale for work.” Angel replied. “Wanna dance?” He asked.

“Sure,” Spike replied and got up and followed Angel to the dance floor, giving Nick a wink.

They spent the next few hours dancing together, occasionally stopping for drinks in between songs before heading back to dance some more. A slower song came on and Angel pulled Spike in a bit closer. Spike loved the way the other man’s body moved, the way his hips moved against him, this guy was so good looking and he seemed like a genuinely nice guy. Spike rested his head against Angel’s chest, the song ended but neither of them moved for what seemed like ages. Spike tilted his head up and looked at Angel’s face. God he wanted him. He closed his eyes and slowly leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on the mouth.

He opened his eyes and pulled away, realising that Angel probably wasn’t the kind of guy that went around kissing strangers at a gay bar. “Sorry about that, I guess I got kind of carried away.” Spike said.

“Don’t apologise,” Angel replied and pulled him back closer and started kissing him. Angel darted his tongue out and flicked it against Spike’s lips, asking permission to enter. Spike opened his mouth and Angel slid his tongue inside, letting it flitter against Spike’s. Spike let out a soft moan into the kiss and let his tongue leave his mouth and rub back against Angel’s as it darted into Angel’s mouth. Spike ran his tongue along the edges of Angel’s teeth, sticking his tongue in as far as it would stretch, wanting to be completely consumed by Angel. They kept kissing until someone bumped into them.

“Sorry,” the guy said and moved on.

Spike and Angel both glared at the guy as he walked off. Spike wanted nothing more than to keep kissing Angel, but the mood was broken. Angel took Spike’s hand and slowly led him off the dance floor and saw that their seats had been taken. Spike pointed out to where Nick was still sitting but with another guy over at the bar and there were three empty seats.

“Lets go sit there,” Spike said and they trailed off over.

They sat down and Spike nudged Nick, “Hey Nick.”

“Hey Spike, who’s your friend?” Nick asked.

“This is Angel.”

“Pleased to meet you,” Angel said and extended his hand for Nick to shake.

Nick took his hand and shook it, “I’m Nick, nice to meet you Angel.” Nick said greeting him, “I’d love to stay and chat but I gotta work tomorrow and its getting late.” Nick said looking at his watch. “I’ll catch you guys later.”

“Ok, see you later Nick.” Spike said.

“What’s the time?” Angel asked.

“Nearly 11.30,” Nick replied.

“I better go too,” Angel said, “See you later Nick.”

Nick nodded his goodbye and turned back to the guy he had been sitting with.

“You have to go hey?” Spike said.

“Yeh I really should, I’m starting a new job tomorrow.”

“I might head home too,” Spike said, “I’ll walk you to your car.” He offered.

“Thanks,” Angel said and they both walked outside.

When they reached Angel’s car Spike was quite impressed, Angel had a really cool car. “Nice car.” He said.

Angel smiled, “I guess this is my cue to leave.”

“Arent you going to say goodbye?” Spike said taking a step closer.

Angel responded by wrapping his arms around Spike’s neck and pressing their lips together. Spike placed his arms around Angel’s waist and pulled him closer, moving his tongue into Angel’s mouth at the same time. Angel opened his mouth wider and gently massaged Spike’s tongue with his. They kept kissing for a few more minutes before breaking apart.

“I don’t usually do that with people I just meet,” Spike said.

“Me neither,” Angel replied, “but I think you’re different.”

“Something about you tells me that you are too,” Spike said.

“Do you mind if I call you sometime?” Angel asked.

“I’d like that,” Spike replied and wrote his number on a scrap of paper he had conveniently ‘accidently’ left in his pocket. “Here.” He said and passed the paper to Angel.

“Thanks,” Angel replied, “I better go.”

“Ok. I’ll see you soon I guess,” Spike said and watched Angel get into his car.

“You certainly will,” Angel replied and drove off.

Spike walked back to his car, ‘I’d like that?’ he thought to himself, ‘could I sound any more stupid?’ He decided that saying ‘that would be nice’ would probably be worse. He drove home, thinking the whole way about Angel; Spike didn’t know what it was but something about Angel drew Spike towards him. He sighed and kept driving home, still not able to think about anything but Angel.

A/N: Let me know what ya’ll think so far. I know that this part was mostly in Spike’s POV but in the next few chapters it will balance out a bit... or so I hope...

 

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