When Parents get in the way...
Disclaimer- ME! mutant enemy that is...and Joss...but my idea!
Rating- R...
Summary- Buffy and William have both been friends since kindergarden now they're both six-teen, and for some unknown reason hating eachother. When things get out of hand, their parents group up to find out whats wrong and stop the trouble... but all they're doing is getting in the way...
Chappy 1-
"Argghhh...Damn phone!," Buffy yelled, as she picked up the phone that had been constantly ringing," You do know this is the weekend, and this is cutting in on my SLEEP!," She yelled into the phone.
" Well, hello to you too, luv," A deep british voice sounded from the other line," WHAT," she asked annoyed. " Wanted to know what we had for homework on Friday?," He asked.
" You have to be kidding me," She mumbled," Will, It's Satuarday, You could'nt call me a little later?," She glanced at the clock.
6:50 a.m.
" No, cause either you'd be in the mall, or I'd forget...," He explained. " Then, next time take your chances...and forget," She retorted, rolling over in her bed.
" What's your problem this morinin'," He asked, curious getting the better half of him.
" Well, jeez...being woke up at six something in the morning is not...," She replied sarcasticly and loud.
" You're moody...," He said, chuckling, " I'm---," Buffy was cut of by her sister banging on the wall. She rolled her eyes, and continued, " I'm not moo--," She was interuppted again. " Every weekend morning, the same thing...FLIRTING!" Dawn, her sister said, standing at the door, her blanket wrapped around her.
" We are not flirting!," Buffy said. " Yeah..," William agreed ," Shut up, was anyone asking you?," Buffy asked him.
" No, ma'am," He said, sighing.
" Sure, whatever...you guys DO flirt...," Dawn said, then waddled back to her room, leaving Buffy with her mouth hanging open. " She got you," Spike countered, " See ya later, pet." He said.
" Im not your--,"
" Yeah, Yeah, I'm not your pet...Swing me another one sometime," He replied, then the line went dead.
" Does anyone else want to interup--,"
" Buffy, you're up at this hour?," Joyce, her mother, asked. " ARRGGHHH!!," Buffy yelled.
BANG BANG, " IM TRYING TO SLEEP," Dawn yelled.
***
William hung up the phone and pulled out a cigerrette. He was sitting on the porch, and it was a cold, foggy morning. He lit the smoke and took a long drag. He loved the time around christmas. The cold was refreshing.
reminded him of Buffy.
Buffy.
They drifted far apart over the years. Every day she's just a little more out of his reach. They used to be best friends and now she's always out or "busy" He remembers their first signs of growing up round the age of fourteen...and that's when it started to change...
FLASHBACK
" No, no,no.....," Buffy giggled all the way around the park. " Yes, yes, yes...," William chanted, his fingers threatening to tickle.
Buffy slowed down, and he tackled her softly. They rolled down thet hill, until they stopped with William on the bottom. " Ha, I win!," Buffy said, leaning down and looking into his eyes, " Yeah...," William trailed, propping up on his elbows.
Buffy's lips brushed againts his and he closed his eyes. He then leaned forward and placed a kiss to her lips.
Williams' tongue darted out, and outlined her lips. She opened up, hesitantly. They kissed for about what seem five minute. Experimenting, and tasting. Nibbling and biting. It was their first kiss for both.
They broke and part, their forehead resting againts eachothers. After a while of breathing heavily, and catching their breath she spoke , " I got to go, Dawn is going to be home alone in a bit."
" What about your mum," He asked, looking into her eyes. " She's going to the gallery tonight," She explained. He nodded, but she didn't budge. " You gonna go or what?," He questioned. Buffy smiled, " Dawn can wait," She said, and laid her head on his chest...
***
William sighed, that day was good...then turned bad. He didn't know what but he hate it. Now, she acted like nothing ever happened.
" William, what are you doing up at this hour?," His father asked, sticking his head out the door. William quickly stomed his smoke out. " Just thinking, da'."
" Probably about Buffy!," Dru yelled. They both rolled their eyes, " Leave us alone," they both replied in unison.
William got up, and rolled his sleeves down," Im going to talk a walk, be back later," and he hopped down the stairs, and headed down the side walk.
His father, Giles, sighed and ran his hand through his hair, " Bloody kids...," he said before tuning inside.
***
William walked down the sidewalk slowly. Before he knew it he was already in front of Buffys' house. Every weekend he ended up here. He just stand there looking at the window. Wanting to climb up the tree and watch her. but that stalking...* Bugger it*
He climbed up the tree, careful to make sure no one saw him, and sat on the branch closest to the window.
She was curled up in a ball, the pillow over her head. She was cold he could tell. He bottom lip quiver and he grinned. What was it about her that made her so damn cute? I mean last week Cordelia Chase had asked him out and he said no. Why.
Because he was in love with her.
That one kiss had done him in. The way her lips were so soft and her tongue felt like silk drove him crazy. He now just wanted to know what else she can do with those lips and tongue.
She fidgeted in her bed and then threw her black off her.
Guess she wasn't cold anymore. She was wearing a short nightgown, and her tanned legs showed beautifully.
He felt his jeans become very tight and he cursed the damn company who made them.
Bout five smokes later, he was still gawking at her legs. Then he heard the front door begin to open.
He fell backward, and out of the tree, into a bush. " Who's there?," Buffys' mother called out, she squinted into the yard, "William?,"
He came out, leaves in his hair," Hi, joyce...," He greeted, taking the leaves out.
" What in gods name are you doing?," She asked, walking towars him to see if he was okay. " I was chasing...er...a cat...my friends," He lied, grinning.
Joyce smiled, " How about you come in for some hot chocolate?," She offered. I smiled," Marshmallows?"
" Of course," She leaded him into the house and went into the kitchen. " Do me a favor dear, Can you wake Buffy up, I think Dawn already awake.
He nodded and started up the steps to her room. He walked in the room, cautiously. She was now covered and wrapped up. William kneeled besides her and whispered her name ," Buffy, your mum wants you up, pet."
" Mmmm...love you, Will...," She mumured into the pillow. William stood the shooked, then shook it off. * She doesn't know what she's saying* " BUFFY!," He called loudly into her ear.
She jumped out of bed, one eye open, " I'm up, I'm up...," She muttered. He was smiling while she was getting her scooby-doo slippers on then taking off her night gown. Before she got any farther he spoke, " Morning, poodle." She whipped her head at the sound of my voice, looking like a dear in head lights, " WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM!?," She yelled. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by three bangs on the wall.
***
Joyce chuckled, " Kids...," She smiled, then it turned to a frown. * They used to be friends...what happened..* she thought, * Well, Sooner or later, It'll slip out.* Then she continued making the hot chocholate...
TBC..
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Disclaimer- ME! mutant enemy that is...and Joss...but my idea!
Rating- R...
Summary- Buffy and William have both been friends since kindergarden now they're both six-teen, and for some unknown reason hating eachother. When things get out of hand, their parents group up to find out whats wrong and stop the trouble... but all they're doing is getting in the way...
Chappy 1-
"Argghhh...Damn phone!," Buffy yelled, as she picked up the phone that had been constantly ringing," You do know this is the weekend, and this is cutting in on my SLEEP!," She yelled into the phone.
" Well, hello to you too, luv," A deep british voice sounded from the other line," WHAT," she asked annoyed. " Wanted to know what we had for homework on Friday?," He asked.
" You have to be kidding me," She mumbled," Will, It's Satuarday, You could'nt call me a little later?," She glanced at the clock.
6:50 a.m.
" No, cause either you'd be in the mall, or I'd forget...," He explained. " Then, next time take your chances...and forget," She retorted, rolling over in her bed.
" What's your problem this morinin'," He asked, curious getting the better half of him.
" Well, jeez...being woke up at six something in the morning is not...," She replied sarcasticly and loud.
" You're moody...," He said, chuckling, " I'm---," Buffy was cut of by her sister banging on the wall. She rolled her eyes, and continued, " I'm not moo--," She was interuppted again. " Every weekend morning, the same thing...FLIRTING!" Dawn, her sister said, standing at the door, her blanket wrapped around her.
" We are not flirting!," Buffy said. " Yeah..," William agreed ," Shut up, was anyone asking you?," Buffy asked him.
" No, ma'am," He said, sighing.
" Sure, whatever...you guys DO flirt...," Dawn said, then waddled back to her room, leaving Buffy with her mouth hanging open. " She got you," Spike countered, " See ya later, pet." He said.
" Im not your--,"
" Yeah, Yeah, I'm not your pet...Swing me another one sometime," He replied, then the line went dead.
" Does anyone else want to interup--,"
" Buffy, you're up at this hour?," Joyce, her mother, asked. " ARRGGHHH!!," Buffy yelled.
BANG BANG, " IM TRYING TO SLEEP," Dawn yelled.
***
William hung up the phone and pulled out a cigerrette. He was sitting on the porch, and it was a cold, foggy morning. He lit the smoke and took a long drag. He loved the time around christmas. The cold was refreshing.
reminded him of Buffy.
Buffy.
They drifted far apart over the years. Every day she's just a little more out of his reach. They used to be best friends and now she's always out or "busy" He remembers their first signs of growing up round the age of fourteen...and that's when it started to change...
FLASHBACK
" No, no,no.....," Buffy giggled all the way around the park. " Yes, yes, yes...," William chanted, his fingers threatening to tickle.
Buffy slowed down, and he tackled her softly. They rolled down thet hill, until they stopped with William on the bottom. " Ha, I win!," Buffy said, leaning down and looking into his eyes, " Yeah...," William trailed, propping up on his elbows.
Buffy's lips brushed againts his and he closed his eyes. He then leaned forward and placed a kiss to her lips.
Williams' tongue darted out, and outlined her lips. She opened up, hesitantly. They kissed for about what seem five minute. Experimenting, and tasting. Nibbling and biting. It was their first kiss for both.
They broke and part, their forehead resting againts eachothers. After a while of breathing heavily, and catching their breath she spoke , " I got to go, Dawn is going to be home alone in a bit."
" What about your mum," He asked, looking into her eyes. " She's going to the gallery tonight," She explained. He nodded, but she didn't budge. " You gonna go or what?," He questioned. Buffy smiled, " Dawn can wait," She said, and laid her head on his chest...
***
William sighed, that day was good...then turned bad. He didn't know what but he hate it. Now, she acted like nothing ever happened.
" William, what are you doing up at this hour?," His father asked, sticking his head out the door. William quickly stomed his smoke out. " Just thinking, da'."
" Probably about Buffy!," Dru yelled. They both rolled their eyes, " Leave us alone," they both replied in unison.
William got up, and rolled his sleeves down," Im going to talk a walk, be back later," and he hopped down the stairs, and headed down the side walk.
His father, Giles, sighed and ran his hand through his hair, " Bloody kids...," he said before tuning inside.
***
William walked down the sidewalk slowly. Before he knew it he was already in front of Buffys' house. Every weekend he ended up here. He just stand there looking at the window. Wanting to climb up the tree and watch her. but that stalking...* Bugger it*
He climbed up the tree, careful to make sure no one saw him, and sat on the branch closest to the window.
She was curled up in a ball, the pillow over her head. She was cold he could tell. He bottom lip quiver and he grinned. What was it about her that made her so damn cute? I mean last week Cordelia Chase had asked him out and he said no. Why.
Because he was in love with her.
That one kiss had done him in. The way her lips were so soft and her tongue felt like silk drove him crazy. He now just wanted to know what else she can do with those lips and tongue.
She fidgeted in her bed and then threw her black off her.
Guess she wasn't cold anymore. She was wearing a short nightgown, and her tanned legs showed beautifully.
He felt his jeans become very tight and he cursed the damn company who made them.
Bout five smokes later, he was still gawking at her legs. Then he heard the front door begin to open.
He fell backward, and out of the tree, into a bush. " Who's there?," Buffys' mother called out, she squinted into the yard, "William?,"
He came out, leaves in his hair," Hi, joyce...," He greeted, taking the leaves out.
" What in gods name are you doing?," She asked, walking towars him to see if he was okay. " I was chasing...er...a cat...my friends," He lied, grinning.
Joyce smiled, " How about you come in for some hot chocolate?," She offered. I smiled," Marshmallows?"
" Of course," She leaded him into the house and went into the kitchen. " Do me a favor dear, Can you wake Buffy up, I think Dawn already awake.
He nodded and started up the steps to her room. He walked in the room, cautiously. She was now covered and wrapped up. William kneeled besides her and whispered her name ," Buffy, your mum wants you up, pet."
" Mmmm...love you, Will...," She mumured into the pillow. William stood the shooked, then shook it off. * She doesn't know what she's saying* " BUFFY!," He called loudly into her ear.
She jumped out of bed, one eye open, " I'm up, I'm up...," She muttered. He was smiling while she was getting her scooby-doo slippers on then taking off her night gown. Before she got any farther he spoke, " Morning, poodle." She whipped her head at the sound of my voice, looking like a dear in head lights, " WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM!?," She yelled. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by three bangs on the wall.
***
Joyce chuckled, " Kids...," She smiled, then it turned to a frown. * They used to be friends...what happened..* she thought, * Well, Sooner or later, It'll slip out.* Then she continued making the hot chocholate...
TBC..
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