Disclaimer: Sadly… I own nothing.

Pairing: Bangel, Woz, X/C, F/S little bit of B/R (but that wont last long.)

Summery: AU. Buffy is a student at UC Sunnydale. She's looking for a n apartment and she finds one… man of her dreams included.

"So how goes house hunting Buff?" Xander asked his blonde best friend as he sat down next to his girlfriend at a bench to eat lunch.

"Not good… every apartment I go to see is either crappy or two expensive." She replied shoving a fork full of chicken salad into her mouth.

"Bummer." He replied taking a bite out of his cheeseburger.

"I don't understand why you don't just stay with us." Cordelia told the blonde.

"I told you… you guys have the whole couple thing going on… I don't want to get in the way of that… or try and study with a surround sound opera of moans for the next three years."

"Come on Buff." Xander pleaded with his friend. "We love having you. You make coffee in the morning before class."

"I told you guys in the beginning that I was only staying until I could find a place. Besides if Cordelia and I have to share a bathroom for much longer… things could get dire." Buffy joked.

Buffy walked up to a tall building. This was her last appointment of the day. She'd already been to six different apartments in six different locations throughout town and nothing. Buffy entered and took the elevator up to the fourth floor. She walked through the hall and stopped in front of apartment 414. "Here goes nothing." She mumbled as she knocked on the door.

Suddenly the door swung open and a gorgeous man in his early twenties appeared. He was tall with brown spiky hair and dark penetrating eyes. "Hello, can I help you?" The man asked.

Angel looked at the blonde goddess in front of him. She was petite with long blonde hair flowing over her shoulders and sparkling blue-green eyes.

"HI… I'm Buffy Summers… I'm here about the apartment." She replied calmly…shocking even herself.

"Oh… I'm Angel, come in." He stepped out of the doorway for the young women to come in.

Buffy entered and spotted a man with bleached blonde hair and a brunette girl sitting on the sofa.

"Spike, Faith… this is Buffy, she's here to look at the spare bedroom." Angel told the couple.

Spike and Faith didn't even look up from the television.

"Sorry about them, they are rude… professionally." He said leading her down the hall and into a spare bedroom. "Here you go, as you can see there's a wall sized closet and a big bay window that over looks the town." He led her back down the hall from where they came from stopping in front of a closed door. He pushed open the door. "This is the bathroom… your basic bathroom plumbing included." He moved again passing another closed door. "This is my bedroom. Spike's is on the other side of your room and this one…" he stopped in front of a small room across from the bathroom and opened the door, "is the office. I do my work from here mostly… you'd be free to use the space also if you wanted to." Angel told her before closing the door to the nicely decorated room. He turned and headed back to the living room. "This of course is the living room," he walked through the living room "and this is the kitchen… this room is probably the least used in the apartment, but it does have a great view," he said as he moved towards two large glass sliding doors that lead out to a balcony.

Buffy was in awe the view was amazing, you could see the whole town from here including the beach. It was great.

"So what about that Faith chick, where's her bedroom?" Buffy asked.

"Oh, Faith doesn't live here, she's Spike's girlfriend, sometimes she stays over but she has a place of her own." Angel told the blonde. "Okay, I have to ask you some questions though. Do you smoke, drink, do drugs of any kind?"

"No, sometimes but not often and never enough to get drunk, and no."

"Do you party often, listen to loud music at all hours of the day?"

"I party but never at home. I'll go to either the bronze or a campus party with my friends. I don't really listen to music unless I'm at a party and when I do, never loud." She told him.

"Oh, you go to school?"

"Yeah I'm in my second year at UC Sunnydale." She told him.

"I graduated from there like two years ago."

"Cool."

"Umm… that's all for the questions. Do you have any for me?"

"Yeah all the ones you just asked me."

"I don't smoke, sometimes I drink, but I don't get drunk, I'm not a party person or a loud music kind of person."

"Okay… what about Spike?"

"He smokes, but not in the apartment, he drinks, he parties, but never here and he listens to loud music at all hours of the night."

Buffy shook her head, "How are you guys living together, you seem so different." She giggled.

"Spike's my half brother, so I gave him a place to stay. I told him though that if he doesn't follow the rules, he's out."

"What are the rules?" She asked.

"No parties, no smoking inside, if you get drunk don't break anything, if you come in really late or really early in the morning, don't be too loud that it wakes me and stay out of my room." He told her smiling.

"Oh, okay."

"Rent's $200 a month the first of every month, you pay me and I pay the owner." He told her.

"Okay."

"So Buffy Summers, when can you move in?"