Summary: Despite all odds Buffy and Angel find a way to make it all work...or else...
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Buffy/Angel
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A.N - The first chapter is done from an rp we did, Buffy - Sanityfair, Angel - lilsoccercutie55,
Joyce and Willow - buffygirl52789. The remaining chapters will be done round robin style.
Angel looked outside his window onto the rainy streets of Sunnydale. He could swear he could see her face, but he knew whenever he was thinking her face was implanted in his mind.
Buffy stared up at the sky as the rain rolled across her face, she wanted to find him, but she knew she shouldn't. She had a job to do, and with that meant letting certain things go.
Angel finally got sick of waiting and decided to brave the storm. Once outside of apartment he walked towards her home, he could almost envision her right now. She was probably brushing her beautiful blonde hair, and listening to some Sarah Maclachlan song. He had found out early on, she was one of her favorite artists. He smiled once realizing he was at Revello Drive, he looked up to her window, but found it dark. He decided to wait upstairs until she got home. He knew he had to avoid Joyce seeing him if she was even home, he climbed through her window and into her room.
Willow trudged along in the rain. She wasn't really sure why she had even come. Just because Buffy was her friend. But right now she was wet and miserable, and trying to remember why she wasn't home studying.
Buffy turned to the soaking wet redhead who looked miserable. "Brighten up, Will, I'm sure the rain will stop soon," she said though looking at the night sky she knew the downpour would continue.
"Are there even any vampires out here?" Willow said, trying not to sound too whiny.
Angel knocked his knee on her bed while mauneuvering his way to her closet where he would wait until she got home.
Buffy sighed, "There are always vampire out." Though she was thinking of only one.
"Why don't you just go see him?" Willow asked, reading her mind.
"I can't, I couldn't," Buffy mused as she fiddled with the stake in her hand, she took another sigh and asked, "What do you think he's doing?"
Willow smiled at her. "Why can't you, exactly? It's not like you can actually get anything done when you're so distracted."
"I can too," Buffy said, "Okay, so maybe I can't get as much done, but" she let her voice trail off and then shrugged, "Don't really know what to say."
"To Angel? Buffy, I'm sure he would be happy to just see you."
While in the closet Angel looked around. It was a pretty big closet, and he was happy for that or he would be one cramped vampire. He found her leather jacket and smelled her essence. She had been wearing it recently, and he smiled. It looked good on her, and he liked seeing her in it.
Buffy nodded, "I don't think the rain will let us do much anyway." She waved for Willow to follow so they could just go home.
Willow followed happily.
Angel sensed her as soon as she stepped into the house. He smiled but stayed where he was until she came to her room.
Buffy mumbled her thanks to Willow and then hurried up the stairs. After the rain water soaked through, all she wanted to do was take a shower and sleep. She could talk to Angel tomorrow night.
Joyce heard her daughter enter the house. "Buffy? Is that you?"
Angel heard Joyce calling her back down and cursed under his breath. All he wanted to do now was to see her, and hold her, and maybe kiss her a little.
"It's me," Buffy said walking over to greet Joyce and more importantaly, "Do I have any clean clothes, I'm looking for my pajamas with the silver stars."
Joyce gave her a look. "Knowing you they are probably at the bottom of your closet somewhere."
"Fine, Fine," Buffy mumbled continuing back up the stairs. She didn't even wait to turn on the light before she pulled off her shirt eager to get out of her wet clothes.
Angel heard her come in, and opened the closet door. He immediately regretted it when he saw her front side. He put his hand over his eyes, and kept saying to her how sorry he was.
Buffy screamed and dove behind the sheet that was laying on her bed. Her face was now beat red, "Angel! What are you doing here?"
Joyce heard Buffy scream, and went running up the stairs. "Buffy? Are you okay?" She approached the door to her bedroom.
Angel still had his eyes covered and stammered out "Wanted to surprise you...sorry shouldn't have came...such an idiot," he said knowing if he was alive his face would be beat red.
"Buffy?" Joyce said as she started to turn the door knob...
"I'm okay," Buffy said slamming her body against the door so Joyce wouldn't see Angel. She then yelped again when she realized her shirt was still on the ground. She let go of the door to try to dive for it.
When hearing Joyce's voice, Angel went back into the closet.
Joyce opened the door, staring around frantically. "Buffy? What happened? I heard you scream."
Buffy blushed even harder, "I uh saw a bug, must have come in from the rain or something." She instinctively stepped in front of her closet
Angel held his breath which wasn't very hard since he really didn't have to breath anyways.
Joyce frowned. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were changing. I'll just go then." She stepped back out the door, still a little confused as to what had just happened.
Buffy breathed a sigh of relief as Joyce left and turned to Angel, or rather the closet door. "What were you thinking?" she hissed as she threw the wet shirt back on.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that you weren't dressed. I just needed to see you," he paused for a second then proceeded, "I missed you."
Buffy melted, "I missed you do, but calling first would have been nice." She paused, blushed again and said, "I kinda need to take a shower, but if you still want to hang around it shouldn't take me that long."
"I'll wait, I would wait a lifetime for you," he said the last part a whisper hoping Buffy didn't hear it, he didn't like how vulnerable he was when he was around her. It made him nervous, but it was the only time he liked being nervous.
Buffy heard it, but she couldn't think straight enough to address what he said. She was confused with all of this, she loved Angel, but she was a slayer, could it even work. She sighed as climbed into the shower.
Angel decided to stay in his place in the closet in case Joyce came back in, or if Buffy was undressed when she came back from the shower. He couldn't help but smile though when he thought about it, she was beautiful even more then he had ever imagined, and he imagined a lot.
Thirty minutes later she got out and dried herself off with a towel. Thankful that since she never put her clothes up where they were supposed to go, she had a fresh pair in the bathroom, or at least not as dirty. She pulled them on and walked into her room to meet Angel. Still unsure of what do to or say.
Angel felt her come in and whispered, "Can I come out?"
"Yes, yes, I'm decent," she said, "So..." She was more then a bit nervous, if she thought staking vampires were hard then it paled in comparision to trying to date one.
Angel came out, and took in all of her. He was sure he was drooling. Until then he had never seen her at night other then the patrolls. Seeing her made him want to do some unspeakable things to her, that he was ashamed of thinking.
Buffy caught his gaze and held it wondering what was hidden behind those dark eyes. She wanted to run up and throw her arms around him and kiss him and have him whisper sweet nothings into her ear. But, she had to face reality.
He took a step towards her while never taking his eyes off from her.
"Angel?" she questioned as he drew nearer to her. She got lost in his eyes, lost in the moment and before she could rebel against the screaming in her mind. She simply kissed him.
He feel into the kiss immediately. He nipped at her bottom lip begging for entrance.
A silent prayer flew inside her mind to give her the courage and the strength just to say no. This was wrong, she knew what would happen, and yet she continued to kiss him. She grabbed hold of his shoulders and wondered if her mother was a safe enough distance away.
Joyce sat down in the kitchen, going over some paperwork for the gallery, mostly oblivious to her daughter's life as usual.
He felt the bed behind him as he fell on it bring Buffy with him. He decided to take his kiss to the sensitive part of her neck. He loved this girl so much, and there was no more denying it.
Buffy threw her head back and closed her eyes throwing all her convictions out the window. She told herself it was the thrill the storm brought, that it was all the drama she was having with the slayage, that it was anything but her giving in to her carnal desires.
Suddenly all of the rational thoughts came back into Angel's head stopping his kissed. He looked into Buffy's lust filled eyes and was breathless. "We should stop..."
Buffy groaned at the loss of contact, but she knew that he was right. She shook her head clear the wanton thoughts dancing around in her head and pulled away from him. "You should go," she said sighing, "I'm really tired, and it's been a long night..."
Angel nodded, this was the last thing he wanted to do, but knew it was the right thing to do. Before he went though he whispered into her "I'll miss you," before placing a lingering kiss on her lips and leaving.
Buffy watched him going feeling a maurade of different emotions. She wanted him to stay, but she knew it wouldn't be right. She couldn't be selfish. Yet, she found herself crying anyway.
Angel didn't leave though, he stayed outside of her room on the roof letting the rain fall around him. He wanted to see her fall asleep, see her at peace. His heart ached out to her, when he saw the tears come. He was at a crossroads at the moment, should he comfort her, or stay away?
Buffy sat on the edge of her bed and put her head in her hands. Her shoulders shaking as the tears fell down. Could she never have what she wanted.
Angel finally decided to just stay put. She had some things to figure out and she needed her space. He didn't want to be the clingy boyfriend.
Buffy lay back on her bed not bothering to wipe the tear stains off of her face or do much of anything else for that matter and soon she fell into a restless sleep.
Angel watched her for awhile as her chest went up and down with every breath she took. He smiled and blew a kiss to her before leaving.
