Authors Notes : Its insanity fic people, yeah, thats right, ANOTHER one. Check it out though, i just wish we had new episodes for riley-bashing anyway.
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"I told you not to call me that."

"Call you what, Aaaaaangie?" Buffy inquired innocently, an evil glint in her hazel eyes.

"Shut up."

"Its not fair!" She pouted, "You get to call me Buff, and Angie is off limits? I like it, its cute!"

"It is NOT cute, I am NOT cute, I'm an evil badass vampire overlord that wears leather pants named ANGELUS not Angie so shut the fuck up!" Angelus panted, completely frustrated with his vampire queen. She was in another one of her moods again, and... If she didn't just... Cease to talk he would be forced to torture her right in their bedchamber.

"You're no fun," she pouted again, looking up at the ceiling loopily. God, it looked like she'd been drinking, AGAIN. Out of all the vampires Angelus knew, Buffy was by far the fiercest, and who by far had the lowest tolerance for alcohol.

"I hate you," Buffy spat at him, flaring her toned lethal arms about like a child. "You don't appreciate me at all, You s-suck, you..."

Admist her wailing, the ex-slayer got distracted by the shiny silver of her bracelet. She puckered her lips and buzzed like a bee, waving her head around her wrist.

Damn, it was going to be a long night.

Angelus gently walked up to her and stroked her hair with his large hand. "Buff, I do appreciate you, its just when you get into these phases..."

His words did not help like he thought they would.

"Bah!" She yelled, "My phases you say! Like the moon? You never complained about them before! Liar, you don't care about me, you don't love me! You didn't mind Drucilla when she got into her 'phases'! Get away f-from me!"

She paced drunkenly to the door, but turned around to lash out at the vampire again.

"Horses!" She begun in a high shrill. "You didn't appreciate the horses I gave you for our bicentennial anniversary! You know how much trouble my minions had to go to to get those damn things? And did you appreciate them?"

She spat on the floor for good measure before continuing.

"NO! You didn't appreciate them at all, just like you don't appreciate me!" With that, she raised the back of her hand to strike him, but he grabbed her wrist before she could.

Now it was Angelus' turn to lash out.

"THE HORSES!?! THE HORSES?!?" He yelled incredulously, "The 'WILD HORSES' THAT YOU THOUGHT COULDN'T DRAG ME AWAY?!?!?!? WERE YOU TRYING TO BE FUNNY?!? WHAT THE HELL KIND OF BICENTENNIAL ANNIVERSARY WAS THAT? ARE YOU I N S A N E?!?!?!?!?"

A voice came from the other room.

"Hey mates, d' you mind ke'pin in down in there" Spike's heavy british accent shouted at them, "Some of us 're tryin to sleep!"

"SHUT UP SPIKE!" Both ex-slayer and vampire retorted.

They turned back to face each other, their anger letting their game faces slip out. Both predators of the night growled at each other, getting full-on into the spirit of their fight. Buffy gave out the first blow, and Angelus quickly fought back. And they fought and ravaged each other until the wee hours.

After all, that is what vampires in love do.

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