"Xander!" I could hear Willows shoes hitting the tiles of the school. as she ran to catch up with me. "How was your weekend you never called me."
"I'm sorry Wills I was busy." She paused for a few seconds and made a face. Then she shyly tucked a strand of her long hair behind her ear.
"I know you were busy Saturday... how's that go."
"Always straight to the point my lady." She giggled. "Okay well we went to the art museum." I hid my face so she wouldn't see the laughter on it.
"What is that...it ?Xander!"
"Hah okay we went for pizza afterward's he drove me home then we watched an episode of star trek." As I was about to turn the corner"
"Wait he watched star trek?"
"What does that mean?"
"Well he's Angel he doesn't read books he reads tomes."
"Well I have you know we also had a star...trek marathon yesterday." her jaw hit floor and I really wished I owned a camera then.
"no"
"yep"
"I'm ,I'm"
"Stunned, surprised, so shocked that pigs are flying?"
"Ya that one."
"Which one?" we smirked at each other.
"If I didn't know you better Alexander Lavelle Harris I'd say you had a good time with...Angel."
"Well if the sock fits."
"Shoe"
"Sock comes before shoe."
"The chicken or the egg."
"Sock"
"Ya Ya Ya so he hasn't tried anything you know."
"Not since he asked my mom for permission."
"Its like he's courting you getting you gifts asking permission. (then in a formal accent) Mrs. Harris may I court your son to fine night of entertainment."
"As long as he keeps all body parts to himself I'm good. No but seriously if I'm nice to him he won't stalk me, so if doesn't stalk me I won't be creeped out and if I'm not creeped out I can go out again and if I can go out" She cut him off.
"I get it babble" She smiled at him and pulled him to class
...angels apartment...
"So what's the difference between star trek and star wars?"
"Jedi's light sabers etc etc etc."
"Wars?"
"Yep" He smiled pleased with himself. Angel actually got a tv a few weeks back so I helped him hook up a bit and stuff. He wanted me to educate him in pop culture. So since he got injured I decided strictly as friend I'd come over and check up on him, also have a movie night.
"Star trek has Spock... I like him."
"Really not surprised you both are broody."
"Who's your favorite?"
"...Spock."We smiled at each . shut up inner hes injured because he was protecting me...Traitor. China pal I see a few weeks of friendship and your all snuggly on a couch voice don't make me come in there. Yesterday I faced down a group of my very own personal bullies from blowing up the school after they became zombies of course. Oz got out of his cage full moon and 's just say Angel didn't want me as a chew we sat down and not snuggled we are watching star wars because Angel never seen that neither.I swear if you turned over every single rock on this planet you'd find him living underneath at least one.
"What we're you doing before you came to Sunnydale?" I asked now curiously.
"I was living on the streets."He said rather sadly.
"Really no offence you don't seem like the type." He chuckled at me.
"It happend around the eighties." He took his time to think.
"Look you don't have to tell me."
"I killed somebody..actually I take that back I didn't, I watched it happen though I didn't do anything to stop I drank his blood...it's not something I'm proud...of."
"So you got depressed and homelessness seemed lime the best option."
"Can't hurt anyone when you live under a rock." He looked so sad like a puppy that got kicked.
"Well promise me this no more Angel hobo me humans have stepped back and watched worse things happen..Hitler holocaust anyone." He smiled and reached over for my hand.
"I...promise."I stared at Angels hand for a few seconds wells being very strict with my inner voice.
