Chapter 2: The Beginning
Angelus walked in and sat down exactly two rows and three seats to the left of the object of his obsession. She always sat in the same place next to her red headed friend. He knew she was a freshman and that she was gorgeous. He had tried to get close to her several times, but it never worked. She was always surrounded by her friends. He knew she and her red haired friend shared a dorm room together. She went to the bronze on Saturday nights and sometimes on Friday nights. He would go and watch her gyrate her hips seductively to the music. He wanted her to do that for him in various states of undress. Finally one night he got the nerve up to talk to her. She was standing against a far wall by herself watching her red headed friend dancing with some boy. Angelus was the king of picking up girls. He often had a date for the night on his arm, but he knew he didn't want her for the night, but much longer. He confidently walked up to the blonde girl and handed her a single red rose, "I just felt that it was my duty to tell you how beautiful you are." Angelus smiled at her as she began to blush and look down at the rose he was handing her. Buffy's heart skipped a beat when she saw the tall handsome man walking towards her. She doubted he was coming to speak to her, but a girl could hope. Imagine her astonishment when he handed her the rose and told her she was beautiful. Silently Angelus tucked the rose behind her ear and guided her out to the dance floor.
After several dances Angelus guided the girl over to a table in the corner of the club. "I'm Angelus," he said to her waiting for her to utter the name he already knew was hers. "Buffy," she stated. She smiled nervously at his penetrating gaze. "You really are beautiful. That wasn't just some line I used," he explained to her. Buffy smiled sheepishly at him, "Thank you." Angelus and Buffy danced several more times before Buffy insisted she must head home. He agreed only if he could walk her home. Hand in hand they strolled through the darkness towards the dormitories. Before they reached Stevenson Hall Angelus stopped her. "I want to take you out again," he said. Buffy smiled up at him and shook her head yes. "Can I pick you up tomorrow say six?," he asked. Buffy stared up into his face, "That would be great number 214." He kissed her hand then waved goodbye to her as she entered the large building.
It was 5:45 and Buffy was rushing around the dorm room putting the finishing touches on for her night out. "What do you think Will?," she asked her best friend. Willow looked up from the physics book she was engrossed in and smiled at her friend, "You look great Buffy. Stop fidgeting and just sit down and wait." Buffy took her friends advice and sat on the edge of her bed. "Do you think he really likes me or is just after well you know?," Buffy asked her friend nervously. Willow dog eared the page she was reading and sat the book down. "Look Buffy you're a great girl and any guy would be lucky to have you on his arm. Stop worrying and just have fun. One date doesn't mean you're stuck with him," Willow tried to put her friends fears at ease. Willow knew Buffy had never really dated anyone. Partly because she was a little scared of guys and partly because she spent most of her time taking care of her mom and sister in high school. She had a few boy friends in high school, but they all wanted what Buffy would not give. Willow thought her friend was a little too romantic for her own good. She would not sleep with a guy unless she thought it would be forever. "He may not be the one, but he's the one right now. Okay Buffy?," Willow pressed. Buffy shook her head yes and jumped at the sound of someone knocking on the door.
Buffy slowly opened the door to find Angelus on the other side holding a dozen blood red roses. "For you," he said handing her the flowers. Buffy smiled and smelled their scent before setting them on her dresser, "Thank you." Angelus reached for her hand and pulled her out into the hallway waving goodbye to her room mate. "You look gorgeous," he commented as they walked down the stairs and out towards his car. Buffy turned crimson red and thanked him. Angelus chuckled at the way she took a compliment. He opened the passenger door for her and waited for her to seat herself. Angelus got in the drivers seat and sped out of the parking lot. He pulled up to an expensive Italian restaurant and handed his keys to the valet. He jogged over to the other side of the car and opened the door for Buffy holding his hand out for her. Buffy gingerly took his hand and allowed him to help her out of the vehicle. Buffy marveled at the perfect gentleman he was. None of the boys that had taken her on dates had ever held a door for her let alone taken her to a restaurant better then Applebee's. The hostess opened the door and guided them to a table. Apparently they knew who Angelus was. The waiter promptly brought them menus and took their drink order. Angelus ordered a bottle of wine he thought Buffy might appreciate and some ice water. Buffy looked at the menu and flushed in embarrassment as she realized it was in Italian. Angelus tried to stop the sly smile that spread across his face, but he couldn't help it. "Uh Angelus?," Buffy squeaked out. Angelus pretended he hadn't noticed and just said, "Yes," without even looking up from his menu. "I can't read this. I mean I don't know Italian," she confessed. Angelus sat his menu down, "Do you trust me?" Buffy smiled nervously and shook her head yes. "Do you prefer chicken or beef or seafood?," he asked. Buffy thought for a moment, "Uh chicken I guess." Angelus smiled and new exactly what he would order for her, "No food allergies?" Angelus smiled when she shook her head no, "No allergies." The waiter returned to take their orders. In perfect Italian Angelus ordered their appetizers Zuppa di Vongole and Spinachi e Carcioffi con Formaggio. The waiter put the appetizer order in then brought over the bottle of wine Angelus had requested. The waiter poured both Buffy and Angelus a glass then set the bottle in a bucket of ice.
Angelus sat staring at Buffy for a long moment. She began to squirm in her seat being uncomfortable with his stair. She decided to break the silence, "This is a nice place." Angelus smiled at her attempt of small talk. "Yes it is," he agreed. "How old are you Buffy?," he asked her. Buffy looked at him and smiled, "18 what about you?" He informed her that he was 22 years old. They made small chat until the appetizers arrived. The waiter asked if Angelus was ready to order their entrée, but Angelus told him to come back later. "This is the Zuppa di Vongole. Fresh clams sautéed in white wine sauce. And this here is the Spinachi e Carcioffi con Formaggio. It's a spinach and artichokes baked with four cheeses spread. You put it on the Italian toast," he informed her. Buffy sampled both the appetizers then the waiter returned to take their order. Once again in perfect Italian Angelus ordered their dinner.
Angelus prodded Buffy about school and her home life. When Buffy pressed about his home life he just told her his parent's died a few years ago and he was pretty much on his own. "I'm sorry," she said sadly. "Don't be," he said, "I'm not." The waiter returned 20 minutes later setting their dinner's down before them. "Yours is Pollo alla Florentina, Chicken sautéed in a white wine and mushroom cream sauce. Then topped with mozzarella prosciutto and served with Spinach Florentine. I think you will enjoy it immensely," he explained to her. Buffy took a bite and savored the rich Italian flavor. She would be embarrassed to tell Angelus she had never been to a fancy restaurant before. "Try the wine it will bring out the flavor," he insisted. Hesitantly Buffy picked up the glass and took a sip. Buffy barely ate half of her dinner. Angelus had some sort of veal, but he didn't tell Buffy because she figured he wouldn't appreciate it as much as he did. Angelus then ordered dessert much to Buffy's dismay. He also had the waiter bag up the remainder of the appetizers and Buffy's meal for her. The Amaretto truffles arrived. They looked delicious so Buffy forced herself to eat one, but she couldn't eat anymore. Angelus chuckled at her as he popped one into his mouth. They sat and talked for a bit more waiting for the waiter to return with his credit card. He then sat three 50 dollar bills on the table for the tip. Buffy's mouth dropped open at the sight. Angelus noticed this, but pretended not to. Two hours after arriving the couple walked outside where the valet had his car waiting. He handed the young man two fifties and opened the door for Buffy.
Angelus sped out of the parking lot and down the busy street. He finally pulled into a parking spot outside the beach. He stepped out of the car and looked up at the moon. He opened her door for her and helped her out then he went to the trunk and grabbed a blanket out of the trunk. "This is where I usually go when I want to be alone," he confessed to her as they walked to a secluded area on the beach. Angelus laid the blanket on the ground and marveled at the blonde beauty standing before him. Her black strapless dress flapped in the wind. Her long blonde locks flew awry about her face. She shivered at the sudden change in temperature. Angelus pulled off his long black leather duster and draped it around Buffy. He pulled her down to sit next to him. "Why'd you bring me here?," she asked, "I mean if this is where you like to be alone?" Angelus smiled at her, "I thought you would appreciate the beauty." Buffy looked over the ocean at the moon sparkling off of the rippling tides. She could see dolphins frolicking in the distance, "It is beautiful." Angelus however was not staring at the ocean he was staring at her, "Yes she is." Buffy blushed at his words and looked up into his deep chocolate orbs. He reached his head down further to kiss her and surprisingly Buffy let him. He pushed his tongue in between her lips exploring her depths more fully. Buffy returned the kiss, their tongues dancing together elegantly. Finally Buffy pulled away gasping for breath. Angelus reached his hand up and pushed the stray hairs out of her eyes he leaned in for another kiss that Buffy reciprocated. After several hours of making out on the beach Angelus had a raging hard on. He shifted uncomfortably to hide it from Buffy. It was too soon to venture that far in their too new relationship and he knew it.
Angelus walked Buffy up to her room and bent down and gently kissed her on her swollen lips. Someone who didn't know better would think Buffy had spent the night in the arms of her lover. "I'll be here tomorrow say noon?," he asked. Buffy smiled and shook her head yes as she opened her door. "Your jacket," she said to his retreating form. "I'll get it tomorrow," he told her as he walked down the stairs. Buffy threw his jacket over her chair and peeled her dress off careful not to wake her roomie. Willow sat up and turned the light on. "It's nearly midnight. I'm guessing the date was good?," Willow asked. Buffy was startled out of revere. She threw a night shirt on and turned to look at her friend, "It was the best date of ever Will. He's just so perfect." Willow gasped at what she saw. Buffy's lips were swollen her hair tussled. "Buffy you didn't not on the first date?," Willow asked shocked. Buffy looked at her friend confused then looked in the mirror. She did look like a woman who had been ravaged for most of the night. "No just kissing is all. He didn't even try Will," Buffy explained. Willow let out the breath she was holding, "Well you have to tell me all about it." The girls stayed up until nearly one in the morning talking about the devishly handsome Angelus.