Connection
By: Crystal
Feedback: It's both blessed and responded to. You might get a cookie. Angelsgirl821@aol.com
Disclaimer: Let's see. If these were my characters I wouldn't have to be writing this story to make me feel better and all the buffy characters would be living blissful lives. 'Cept fish boy and a few other people. They don't belong to me.
Dedication: To all of the B/A ers out there! And to my friend alexa who inspires me with her fanfic.(LOTR) Sammy who is gonna write fanfic bout guys we like with me. To my best Buffy friends Kaitlyn C. AKA Buffy/ Kari G. AKA faith/ Jessica K. -Angel..Spike..Angel..Spike!! Distribution: Take it anywhere you'd like. Just tell me where please.
Spoilers: Let's seeB/A connection and a little fourth season.
Summary: Buffy reminisces about her bond with a special dark haired vampire that we all know and love. Short but hopefully well written.
AN: I wrote this when I finished reading a fanfic by Ducks (very good by the way) and I thought what the heck? I'm not a really bad writer and I'm bored. This is my first online fanfic though I have written others. I hope to have the courage to put more up. I might need a little convincing. Hint Hint.
To those who read thatI bless you for your patience. I reward you with an Internet cookie. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I feel him. I feel him as though he was sitting right next to me. It's like a power deep within me that burns bright and deep, coursing through my veins. It's like Spike once told us that it was blood. Blood screaming inside us to work its will but it's so much more than that. It's a bond that goes beyond blood, brains, and even comprehension. Even though he's hundreds of miles away I can still feel him and when he comes close to me I just want to meld with him into one being, one soul. My Angel.
I don't think you could understand it if you tried. You might but it's very unlikely. Willow doesn't understand it. Xander doesn't understand it. I don't think my friends and family understand what it's like to feel everything another person feels. To understand a person so completely and so much better than you even understand yourself. It's hard and painful when you're not with that person. It feels as if you were tortured for years and every slash of a knife and every drop of blood causes you a pain that's so unimaginable that it's indescribable. I'm sure he feels the same way this very instant.
The worst part is that I can't even talk to him about my feelings and he about his. Our passion, lust, and most importantly love are as forbidden as the fruit in God's garden. If we were to try the fruit we would be lost and all happiness and pleasure taken away from us. Just like Adam and Eve.
And so as I sit here with my date who is yapping on about his cows in Iowa I think of my beloved and hope and pray that there will be a time were our love will contradict all obstacles and we will be together. The Powers That Be don't realize that we are a force to be reckoned with. We will get what we want. 'Cause after all.how can we deny our connection?
Feedback: It's both blessed and responded to. You might get a cookie. Angelsgirl821@aol.com
Disclaimer: Let's see. If these were my characters I wouldn't have to be writing this story to make me feel better and all the buffy characters would be living blissful lives. 'Cept fish boy and a few other people. They don't belong to me.
Dedication: To all of the B/A ers out there! And to my friend alexa who inspires me with her fanfic.(LOTR) Sammy who is gonna write fanfic bout guys we like with me. To my best Buffy friends Kaitlyn C. AKA Buffy/ Kari G. AKA faith/ Jessica K. -Angel..Spike..Angel..Spike!! Distribution: Take it anywhere you'd like. Just tell me where please.
Spoilers: Let's seeB/A connection and a little fourth season.
Summary: Buffy reminisces about her bond with a special dark haired vampire that we all know and love. Short but hopefully well written.
AN: I wrote this when I finished reading a fanfic by Ducks (very good by the way) and I thought what the heck? I'm not a really bad writer and I'm bored. This is my first online fanfic though I have written others. I hope to have the courage to put more up. I might need a little convincing. Hint Hint.
To those who read thatI bless you for your patience. I reward you with an Internet cookie. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I feel him. I feel him as though he was sitting right next to me. It's like a power deep within me that burns bright and deep, coursing through my veins. It's like Spike once told us that it was blood. Blood screaming inside us to work its will but it's so much more than that. It's a bond that goes beyond blood, brains, and even comprehension. Even though he's hundreds of miles away I can still feel him and when he comes close to me I just want to meld with him into one being, one soul. My Angel.
I don't think you could understand it if you tried. You might but it's very unlikely. Willow doesn't understand it. Xander doesn't understand it. I don't think my friends and family understand what it's like to feel everything another person feels. To understand a person so completely and so much better than you even understand yourself. It's hard and painful when you're not with that person. It feels as if you were tortured for years and every slash of a knife and every drop of blood causes you a pain that's so unimaginable that it's indescribable. I'm sure he feels the same way this very instant.
The worst part is that I can't even talk to him about my feelings and he about his. Our passion, lust, and most importantly love are as forbidden as the fruit in God's garden. If we were to try the fruit we would be lost and all happiness and pleasure taken away from us. Just like Adam and Eve.
And so as I sit here with my date who is yapping on about his cows in Iowa I think of my beloved and hope and pray that there will be a time were our love will contradict all obstacles and we will be together. The Powers That Be don't realize that we are a force to be reckoned with. We will get what we want. 'Cause after all.how can we deny our connection?