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A/N: Angel isn't vampire but will sorta be explained in story. Also Buffy has all good grades somehow because studying for tests is overrated.
Buffy woke up and groaned "God it's Monday already." She stood up and walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. After letting it warm up for a few seconds she stepped in. Buffy let out a sigh "Nothing feels better than a nice hot shower the morning after a hard night of patrolling for vamps," she mumbled to herself.
After about forty minutes Buffy stepped out of the shower and got some clothes to put on. She went up to the window to open her shades and was about to let out a deep sigh when she stumbled backwards, startled at the sight of a man's body on her roof. She opened her window slightly so she could poke her head out and take a closer look.
The man looked in his mid to late twenties and was handsome but had several deep lacerations that looked like claw marks. Buffy didn't see him breathing at all, but with her experience that didn't matter with a lot of things, but she could rule out him being a vampire since the sun was out. Buffy looked closer to where he was lying and there was a slight indent in the roof like he fell on it.
"Buffy come on you need to go to school," Joyce called from downstairs. Buffy quickly closed the windows and shut her shades. She then quickly stripped off her clothes and changed into her pajamas. Joyce opened Buffy's door "Buffy come on," Joyce said.
"Mom I'm sick," Buffy replied in her best sick voice.
"Ok I'll call the school and tell them..." Joyce said in a quieter voice. Buffy's door opened and Joyce poked her head in "you know if you need to talk I'm here right?"
"Yeah mom I know," Buffy said from under her sheets.
"Ok just call if you need anything." She figured her daughter probably wasn't sick but she was hoping that if she was a little lenient with her she would share what she was doing with her. Being too strict caused Buffy to close up even more and be pissed at her, so Joyce figured she would try being more lenient. Not to be mistaken for letting everything go though.
As soon as Buffy heard her mom's car leave she quickly got up and opened her window and sighed as she saw him still lying there. After putting a plastic wrap on her bed, which she used often enough because the blood is a bitch to get out, and getting some zip-ties she carried the man inside on to her bed.
The man was moving a little, and showing other small signs of life. Buffy inspected the wounds and was surprised to see that he wasn't dead, she wouldn't say shocked as not a lot of things shocked her anymore but still fairly surprised. After she covered her bed and zip-tied his hands to the posts so he wouldn't surprise her went downstairs to get some breakfast figuring that in his condition he was too weak to really break any bonds, no matter the strength. Plus they were like really good zip-ties too.
After a few minutes Buffy heard a crash in her room and ran up into her room and noticed the man wasn't there anymore and all he left on the bed was the bloody bandages. Buffy looked out the window and could him stumbling down her street to an old car on the street and started it up. Instead of trying to stop him or talk to him Buffy started to follow him. If he could still move with the injuries that he had and break through those really good zip-ties then she needed to know more about him.
After about 10 minutes of following the man he turned into an alley near — at least what the people in Sunnydale considered it — downtown Sunnydale and got out of his car and turned a corner. Buffy looked around and followed him in. As she got near the corner where he turned a hand came out from around the corner and grabbed her by the throat and pushed her against the wall. Buffy tried to yell but he put his hand over her mouth.
"Stop following me ok, look thanks for bringing me in and trying to help me but I'll be fine and if you're wondering why I'm not dead then stop," the man said as he took his hand off her mouth keeping his other hand on her throat.
Buffy tried to pull his hand off but his grip with like, well like her own except way stronger, she wasn't used to people being anywhere near as strong as her yet this guy wasn't a vampire and she couldn't sense any sort of demon in him, but was still totally abnormally strong, even for a lot of demons. "Got it?" the man asked, and Buffy looked up again at his face and nodded quickly. "Don't follow me," the man said as he let Buffy go and walked away.
Buffy rubbed her throat "God damn I seriously need to find out about that guy he could be trouble" Buffy mumbled to herself. As she turned away telling herself that she would find more about this guy tomorrow she heard a crash behind her. Buffy turned around and saw the man inside of the alley wall.
Buffy walked up to the man "Need help?" she asked the man as she helped him up.
"Get in the car and drive I'll tell you where to go," the man said as he tossed Buffy his keys and quickly limped over to his car.
"I know everywhere in Sunnydale, where to?"
"The abandoned mansion," the man groaned sounding slightly pissed that they hadn't left yet.
"Jeez ok just lemme get the car started up," Buffy replied taking her time. Buffy looked in the mirror and saw a giant leopard type thing. "That thing looks very angry and it looks like it's coming right towards us, please tell me it's not," Buffy said frantically looking between him and the cat.
"DRIVE" the man yelled and Buffy slammed the gas.
Angel breathed heavily as the small blonde teen drove at a neck-breaking speed. "How the hell is this car going so fast?" the blonde girl asked, the car did look like it was about to fall apart.
"I own a workshop in LA," Angel replied.
"You can fix it up well enough to make it go fast but you can't make it look like a decent car," Buffy complained.
"It's not finished yet, the aesthetics are coming later" Angel replied shortly.
Angel hoped the blonde wouldn't saying anything else because well mostly he had a weakness for blondes and they either seemed to have a lot of extra well baggage besides just being blonde and hot.
"God if only things were still like they were in Ireland what a wonder that would be" Angel mumbled.
"What did you say" the blonde girl asked frantically spinning the car around a turn. Angel would fully accept it if he died in a car accident right now. She wasn't drifting around the corner like people trying to have fun, she was just driving badly. Luckily no one else was on the road.
"Well I highly doubt it matters if I tell you now" Angel said looking back to see where the cat was.
"So?"
"So what," Angel asked back in an annoyed tone.
"You said it doesn't matter if you tell me so tell me," the blonde girl said.
"You're a terrible driver," Angel told her.
"Hey, that's not very nice."
"Look, I said that it didn't matter if I told you I never said that I wanted to tell you or even talk to you"
"Well I'm Buffy," the blonde girl said.
Angel chuckled a bit at that, Buffy glared at him and he sighed. "Well I guess you really wouldn't consider what I go by all that normal either" Angel said checking his wounds to see that some of the smaller ones had completely healed while all the big ones hadn't visibly changed.
"Just call me Liam," Angel said. "Why what do you normally go by," Buffy asked spinning the car around another corner, this time slightly more in control.
"Just call me Liam it's my real name," Angel replied.
"You can drive around the side of the house, just go to the back and follow me," Angel told Buffy as she braked at the side of the house stopping right at the back. "Ok hold on I doubt you'd be able to open the door here," Angel said as he ran up to the stone wall in the basement.
"Hey you'd be surprised how strong I am," Buffy said as she stopped at the stone wall.
"Stand back" Angel said as he found a hole in the stone wall that his arm fit perfectly in. Thinking about it he really needed to make a cover for the hole, he had found some pretty gross stuff in there.
Angel gripped something inside the stone wall and turned his arm. With a groan Angel pulled and a door opened. After opening it enough for him to fit through he pulled Buffy through the door and pulled it back shut with a big stone latch that he turned down so the door couldn't be pulled out again.
"Holy shit dude I knew you were strong but that door has to weigh at least a few tons and I'm probably underestimating" Buffy said, shocked because she doubt she would be able to move that door. "Wait where you are going?"
"LA" he responded.
"Wait what about me?"
"I dunno what about you?"
"Well where the hell am I supposed to go," Buffy complained.
"The thing that attacked me was a spectral panther of sorts, not sure exactly what it is, but it should be gone in a day or so since there is no one left to keep it around," Angel responded as he started walking down the tunnel again.
"Um ok but I don't think I can move the door."
"Well sucks to be you then," Angel said as he opened the door to a door similar to the one that they entered only smaller.
"How long is this tunnel?"
"About four miles, still walking distance of Sunnydale, also has my car at the end which means I can get to L.A. without almost dying again"
"Hey can I come with you then?" Buffy asked
"Why, you live here."
"Well I used to live in LA and I can go shopping, there are hardly any shops here" Buffy told him. Sure there were stores in Sunnydale, but the biggest one you could find was probably the grocery store, which you could not buy clothes at.
"How bout I go to LA and you wait here for a couple weeks until I come back and I'll let you up," Angel told her.
"You're really just gonna let a small helpless girl sit in a cold dank tunnel and make her walk home by herself?"
"God I hate blondes," Angel groaned "and I highly doubt that a slayer is helpless," he added. Buffy grinned as hopped next to him after the tunnel widened enough.
"So is the car you have waiting nicer than the last one?" Buffy asked.
"Slightly," Angel replied.
"How long will it take to get there?"
"I told you about an hour," Angel replied grinding his teeth together.
"Are you going to take me shopping?" Buffy asked smiling.
"NO," Angel yelled.
"Geez what's your problem," Buffy said grinning.
"Going out with blondes" Angel muttered under his breath. Unfortunately for him, Buffy happened to have pretty good hearing when it came to stuff like this.
"Um I didn't know we were going out and uh cool cause you're hot and also I thought you hated blondes," Buffy said with a grin on her face.
"I just meant that the blonde I dated for around a hundred and fifty or so years started hating me once I got a soul and then killed me and the blondes I chose before that weren't exactly very good dates," Angel said "well I mean they finished well but," he started with a grin.
"That's enough I don't need that much info," Buffy said cutting him off. "So wait what if you're not a vampire, then what are you?"
"Well I was a vampire you know the Scourge of Europe and everything and then some gypsies gave me a soul, and after that my girlfriend Darla staked me, and with all the guilt I had about, well you know me being the Scourge of Europe and all, I felt it as a release, but then of course the powers that be decided they needed a champion for some stupid reason and sent me back to fight for them for reasons I don't know, so now I have a soul, I don't exactly know what I am, I'm extremely strong as you've probably noticed, and the only way to..." Angel stopped "I'm not telling you how to kill me," Angel finished. "God blondes piss me off you got me talking more than I've talked in the last 20 years," Angel said.
"Well then I guess since I can make you do whatever I want I think I wanna go shopping, but I don't have any money with me," Buffy said smiling. Angel groaned this was going to be a long ride.
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Angel couldn't help but like Buffy after she told him about herself, he also couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for her. Angel had been able to have a normal life for a long time comparatively whereas Buffy got most of hers taken away at a young age. He liked her a lot, more than he cared to admit even to himself, but he definitely wasn't going to let her know that he actually liked her. It also didn't hurt that she was a hot blonde.
Buffy was smiling sitting by Angel, it had been a while since she was able to tell her complete life to someone without any restrictions. Buffy could tell that Angel liked her because he had told her a lot about his past, but she just knew that he wasn't going to admit that he actually liked her, it just wasn't in his nature.
"So Angel I was thinking, there are a lot of malls in LA and being as old as you are you've had to have gone to a lot of them so you know where the good ones are," Buffy said smiling innocently.
"Seriously Buffy, I wear all black, and all I buy furniture for are my house and basements, and then tools for my shop" Angel said chuckling a bit.
"Who runs the place while you're out doing your, um, stuff," Buffy asked.
"Oh it's a couple people this guy Doyle most of the time, he's part demon by the way, and then I also have a lot of part time people that come in, oh like this one guy Bob he was great," Angel laughed."
"Oh, funny or..." Buffy asked tailing off.
"Oh nah you know I gotta eat sometime," Angel said with a serious face.
"You're not a vampire anymore" Buffy said crossing her arms.
"Dammit that gets most people, well most demons, well the good ones that don't want to eat you at least" Angel said frowning and crossing his arms. That wasn't a very big audience.
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Angel groaned as he walked out of another mall "Seriously can we stop now," Angel pleaded, after a couple centuries of collecting large amounts of money in various ways he was financially secure, but that wasn't the problem, the problem was that they had been to four malls already and the amount of time he had to wait for each store she wanted to go to made him shiver if he actually thought about it.
"Oh crap we should stop I forgot I gotta go home," Buffy said as it dawned upon her that her mom would be pissed.
"By the way if you weren't the slayer you would already be at your house, and if for some reason you still were with me you'd be dead," Angel said tossing six bags of expensive clothing in the trunk.
"So the only reason you're doing this is because I'm the slayer" Buffy asked hoping that wasn't the only reason.
"Well everyone needs a break, even you," Angel said "and I do like you a bit," he added quickly. Buffy smiled, it's not like he was saying that he wanted to date her, she could see that being a bit weird for him, but it was a start.
"So Angel you gonna be around," Buffy asked.
"Yeah just don't plan on seeing me, everyone needs help once and awhile," Angel replied "and you get it cause I like you," Angel added giving her a wink which caused Buffy's cheeks to turn a light shade of red.
Angel pulled up to Buffy's house in the old car "I need to get this back to LA and get her fixed up," Angel said patting the car on the hood.
"Well anyways thanks for the ride and the stuff and the good time" Buffy said as she turned around and waved goodbye as she went and knocked on the door to her house.
A/N: Because Cordelia was right, Angel was alive for 200 years and couldn't set up a investment portfolio. Not saying he didn't go through some dark times.