Title: Blame the Candy - part 2
Author: Rippertish
Pairing: Buffy x Ripper / Buffy x Giles (possibly)
Genre: Angst, Romance
Rating: K
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer nor its characters. I do not make any profits out of this. I'm only borrowing them for a little wee while until I finish this fan fiction and borrow them for another.
Summary: This fan fiction is based upon the episode "Band Candy". It picks up where Buffy shows her mom the damaged car. Ripper and Buffy have a little talk. She doesn't get to talk much though. What will Giles think of that?
Note: Big thank you to MusoukaS for the amazing beta.
Warning!
The rating will change into M in future chapters soon or later.
Giles was sitting at the table in the centre of the library, pinching the bridge of his nose so hard that it hurt. He'd been there the whole morning, mentally running through the events from the previous day.
He closed the book in front of him and stood up, his mind unable to focus on any of the books.
He wished the memories would've worn off as soon as the spell did. In fact, he wished that all the candy-influenced madness had never happened.
However, not finding it quite surprising himself, the strongest part of him refused to erase the feeling of Buffy's skin under his lips, more specifically, under his tongue.
Giles absently brought a leather-covered book up to his nose and took a deep breath, absorbing its aroma... It smelled nothing like her delicate, yet inebriating, vanilla and cinnamon scent.
He lowered the book, eventually placed it back on the table and carefully examined the knuckles on his left hand. They were raw and still stinging from punching the rough bricked wall yesterday.
Images of his hands gripping her slim torso crept into his mind.
Giles left his spot by the table in a hurry and crossed the room in long steps in a futile attempt to leave his own thoughts behind, pacing restlessly through the room.
He decided to occupy himself again by doing his usually-soothing tea-making task. He had lost the count of how many times he'd scalded herbs into the boiling water and still, there wasn't even a slight feeling of soothingness inside of him.
A new load of books had been scheduled to be delivered at the library that afternoon, and for the first time, he actually welcomed the cataloging and stacking task.
He'd managed to stay locked inside the library for the whole day and was actually glad that the SAT exams had started. Not a single student had entered the library today and the deadly silence of peace remained.
He imaged the Scooby Gang being busy with their exams and maybe even being punished by that 'poncy' principal Snyder for something completely ridicule, utter nonsense.
And Buffy? Well...
He knew he wouldn't see her any time soon. He desperately prayed for their friendship to survive once more through a dreadful episode.
End of part 2