Best Friends

A/N 2: Thanks to all of you who reviewed. I appreciate the encouragement. And now, back to your regularly scheduled story.

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Chapter 1

*10 years later*

"Hi, guys! Whatcha doin?" Buffy's little sister Dawn bounced into the room, occupied by Buffy and her best friend Angel.

The two were lying on the bed trying to decide what movie to watch. It was snowing outside, and they were tired of sledding and snowball fights. It was only the third day of winter break, and already they were bored. They were deciding between The Matrix or Kate and Leopold. Buffy, of course, really wanted the chick flick, but she also greatly enjoyed the sci- fi action thriller.

"Ew, you guys are having sex. Gross!" The ten-year-old had learned about the nasties in life at a premature age. Being a little kid, she was both fascinated and disturbed by how children were created.

"Dawn, I would appreciate it if you GOT THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM!!!" Buffy screamed at her little sister.

She wanted to spend time with her closest friend. And she didn't want her annoying brat of a sibling in there distracting them from the movie, whichever they chose. Dawn's eyes filled with tears and she went running out of the room to go tattle on her sister. Buffy reluctantly got up and shouted to her mother that she wanted to be left alone. Then she firmly shut her door. She and Angel argued back and forth about the movie, and finally decided to watch both. Buffy gave in on which to watch first and they popped The Matrix into the DVD player.As they lay there watching the movie, Buffy rested her head against Angel's shoulder. He rested his head on top of hers. And that was the moment when everything changed.

Buffy felt a tingling in the pit of her stomach, but ignored it at first. Then it happened again, so she got up to make some popcorn. Angel asked if she wanted to pause the movie, but she just shook her head and went downstairs to the microwave. After making two huge bowls of the buttery snack, Buffy went back upstairs. On the way, she realized that the tingling in her stomach was no longer there. But she couldn't figure out why. She kicked her bedroom door, but it was firmly shut so it didn't open. Just as she was about to put down one of the bowls so she could open the door, the knob turned and Angel stood on the other side.

All at once, the tingling started again. He smiled and reached for one of the bowls; their hands touched, and Buffy felt electricity shock through her entire body. The tingling intensified. Buffy just stood there, thinking quietly to herself. She settled back onto the bed, but in a different position than she had previously been in. And she left a fair amount of space between herself and Angel. He noticed the difference and sat up with her, snuggling closer to steal some of her popcorn. Once again, Buffy felt a sharp prickling in the pit of her stomach.

{{Oh no.}} she thought. {{No no no noNONONO!!!! I can't be falling for Angel, I just can't. He's always been there for me. Which is adorable. And he always knows how to make me feel better. And his smile is just so darn cute. But no, I can't suddenly love him. I'll just have to stop it. Stop thinking bad thoughts about how yummy he'd look naked. No, bad Buffy. Stop it. Concentrate on the movie.}}

She got caught up in the trials of Neo, and soon forgot about her newfound feelings of attraction with Angel. Or so she thought.

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All he had done was simply rest his head on top of hers, something so normal, so friendly-like. But as they lay there, her head on his shoulder, his head on hers, he realized how perfect they would be dating. Her entire body fit perfectly next to his, and they knew everything about each other. He knew that she smelled of vanilla, whether she used perfume or not. She knew how to make him laugh when he was down, how to cheer him up. They each knew how annoyed the other always was with younger sisters. And they had their own spot, the one place no one knew about except them.

He was stirred from his musings by Buffy's literal stirring. She murmured something about getting food ,and Angel simply nodded. He stared at the TV, watching the movie in an attempt to change his train of thought. Instead, watching Carrie-Anne Moss, he started thinking about how hott Buffy would look in leather. He once again was jolted out of his fantasies, by a pounding on the door. He got up and opened it to find Buffy standing there with two huge bowls of steaming buttery popcorn.

He reached for one and, in doing so, touched her. He felt the electricity of the system jolt through his system. He hurried over to the bed and began eating, trying to act involved in the movie. He realized that he needed to act normal, like everything was the same as it always had been. So when he realized that she was sitting differently, he immediately switched positions as well. He snuggled up to her, allowing one quick shiver of happiness to run through him, and started eating her popcorn.

Then the phone rang, and both their worlds were changed.