Title: The Trouble With Love

Summary: Buffy Summers was in a tragic accident that cost her all of her memories. She recognizes no one, not even her own family and friends. When she gets a visit from William Young, it's like her past never mattered. William never shares his past, can it be that bad? Read and find out. B/S

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the people from Buffy and Angel, they belong to Joss Whedon.

.:a/n:. I'm just on a roll aren't I? I noticed a couple mistakes in my last chapter. But hopefully they aren't too bad that you can still understand them cause I'm too lazy to go back and fix them :P I'm kind of doing a fast forwardy thing. Not too far ahead, only a couple of days. And yeah, Angel's a vampire, but "Spike" isn't. This started off just all human, then I decided to mix things up a bit.

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Three days had passed by since the night when Buffy shared her first memorable kiss with William. She hadn't spoken to him since, and truthfully didn't want to. His words had stung, even if it was unintentional, it hurt her.

Her parents hadn't spoken to her since that night either. Every time she made an attempt to apologize, they just walked off. So, she started to but that behind her. If her parents were going to act like two year olds, she could too.

The only people who she could actually stand to be around were Willow and Xander. They were people she could tell everything to, and hold no secrets back. Not even ones she was supposed to, like her slaying. Giles was different though. She didn't want to be around him because he always brought up vampires and demons. As much as she knew she shouldn't ignore him, she was trying her best to avoid everything related to him and the subjects he seemed to like so much.

Angel was like a distant memory to Buffy. He was on her mind, but only a small part of it. Not nearly enough to draw the rest of her thoughts to him. Him being a vampire definitely took her by surprise. Her friends knew about it though, how could they not tell her? Was she just supposed to think he was normal when he couldn't go out in the sunlight, or was burned by crosses?

Right now she sat in her computer class, thinking about all that and more. Her teacher's words had become blurred a long time ago, and now were completely gone. Only did she pop out of her own world when the bell rang.

She collected her books, stuffed them inside her bag and headed out to her locker. She was walking down the hallway when she ran into someone. Being as clumsy as she was, she knocked some things from the person's hands. Bending down to help pick them up, she only realized who it was when the two locked eyes.

"Will," she said, in a soft tone.

"Buffy. I'm sorry, Pet," he said, standing.

"It was my fault. Clumsy me." She paused. "What are you doing here? I mean, aren't you a little old for school?"

"My da'. He wanted me to drop some things off," he said.

"Right. Giles. Tell him I said hi," Buffy said, brushing past Will.

"Why don't you?" he yelled after her.

"Cause I can't," she whispered. 'I cant.'

~ Yeah, I wasn't going to end this chapter like this. There was going to be more interaction between the two. But my brain is tired and not working right now so I decided to pull a quick ending. Sorry. Hope I have a few reviews when I wake up to help get me through the day =o) ~