Yamato the Vampire Slayer
End of a Chapter
By the Empress of the Eclipse
Disclaimer - I don't own Digimon or Buffy.
"Matt? Matt?"
Matt prised himself out of his sleep and opened his eyes.
"Angel?"
"Hey."
"And me!"
Spike sounded highly insulted.
"Why doesn't he care about me?"
Angel muttered something that Matt didn't quite catch.
"And that's why you love me baby!"
"Spike, would you shut up?"
Angel turned back to Matt who was looking slightly more awake than before.
"What time is it?" Matt asked, still sounding a little dopey.
"It's around one in the morning," Angel said "We climbed through your window."
"My window was locked," Matt said, looking confused.
Angel blushed and started looking highly sheepish.
"What did you do to my window?" Matt asked with a sigh, pushing himself upright. A cold breeze hit his face.
"Er...Spike sort of cut round the glass," Angel said.
"ME!"
"Shhhhh!"
"It was Angel!" Spike hissed.
"No it wasn't!"
"YOU told me how to do it!"
"Shut up you two," Matt ordered "I have lots of stakes around to hide the evidence of two strange men in my room if my Dad wakes up..."
Spike sighed.
"Matt," Angel said "Would you like to come out for a walk with me?"
Matt blinked.
"It might do you good," Spike said.
"Okay," Matt said slowly "Just a little walk though 'kay? I'm still...odd."
He slowly stood up and dressed, not caring that the vampires were watching. Spike and Angel had to help him out of the window and then they walked.
"What happened to Darla and Drusilla?" Matt said quietly after a little while.
"They escaped," Angel said softly "To fight another day."
"Great."
Matt said it without emotion.
"Do you think they'll come back?"
"I don't know. I doubt it. They're more sensible than some vampires - unlikely to deliberately come back after a Slayer has bested them."
Spike snorted. Angel nudged him and looked back at Matt.
"But they might come back," Matt stated.
"Maybe."
Matt sighed. His eyes were dull, not their normal vibrant blue. They'd reached the park now and were slowly waking through it. Angel gave Spike a sort of look out of the corner of his eyes. Spike rolled his eyes.
"All right, all right. I'll piss off so the 'love-birds' can have some time together," he said "Just remember that you owe me lover!"
Matt blushed slightly. Angel glowered at the back of Spike's head as Spike strolled away.
"He didn't have to go," Matt said.
Angel swallowed. He didn't really want to get onto this next part.
"Matt," he said softly, touching the boys arm "I need to talk to you."
"What?"
Angel sighed.
"Matt," he said softly "I'm sorry to say this now but you need to know. I...Spike and I are returning to America."
Matt's body stiffened up completely. Slowly, he turned his eyes to Angel's, searching frantically for some sort of joke. Finding none, he stepped back.
"Why?" he whispered at last.
Angel sighed. Taking Matt's arm again, he led him over to the nearby bench and sat him down. Taking his shoulders, he made sure Matt was looking him directly in the face.
"I'm not abandoning you Matt. Neither of us are. This isn't really my first choice."
He sighed. Matt was still looking hurt. Normally, his emotions would be hidden but he was still raw from his first major fight and being forced to stake his own brother. It meant his emotions showed more clearly.
"Matt, I have a business to run," he said very softly "I have my business and Spike has to take care of Dawn. He's afraid of her running wild without him. Not that Dawny's really the wild-running type but Spiky's...Spike."
"Spiky?"
Angel winced.
"I DID NOT just say that. Anyway...it's just the way things work. We came here to make sure that you were going to be a good Slayer and to help you. We wanted to help you settle in."
"You did a good job actually," Matt said with a funny little laugh "Spiky?"
"Let's just forget that please."
Matt ducked his head.
"I understand that you have to go," he said, his voice sounding choked "I just...don't want...you to."
"You'll be fine," Angel said, trying to sound encouraging "You're going to be a fine Slayer Matt. You've already showed yourself to be strong and brave. You've proved that you can make decisions for the good of people, not just yourself. You don't need me."
"I do!"
Matt looked at him, tears trickling down his face again.
"I need all of you! Ms Fuyutsuki...Tai, Sora, the band, Davis, Ken....and you! You and Spike! I can't do this alone, I can't!"
Angel gave him a tight hug, letting Matt sob into his shoulder.
"Matt," he said softly "I know how you must feel. I'm so sorry it has to be this way. But you won't lose us. There's telephones and stuff you know."
"I know."
Matt wiped his face.
"Not the same."
"No."
Matt looked at him. Then he leaned forward and kissed Angel. Angel wrapped his arms round him and held him close. Eventually, Matt drew back.
"When are you leaving?"
"A few days. There's a ship going out then. We'll take that."
"That'll take a while."
"Vampires can't fly. The sun..."
"I see."
Matt looked at him.
"I'll miss you."
Angel could feel himself blushing. He looked away, unable to keep looking at Matt's face.
"You'll write to me?"
"Of course," Angel said "Although I'll be busy. So will you for that matter."
"Saving the world."
Matt pulled a face.
"I hope that sort of excitement isn't common."
Angel decided not to tell him how common it was for Slayers to have to save the world. It wasn't really what Matt need to hear at that point.
"I'm sure it won't be."
Well, Matt wasn't on a Hellmouth. It might be...less awful here.
But Angel doubted it.
There was a pause then. They sat there together, watching the sky.
"Angel?"
"Yes?"
"Spiky?"
"Will you DROP that already?"
* * * *
Spike was waiting for him when Angel arrived home a little before sun-up.
"How'd it go?"
For a change, he sounded completely serious. Angel flopped down with a sigh.
"He was upset," he said.
"No kidding."
Angel ignored this and stared at the wall, brooding expression fully on. Spike looked at him.
"I'm guessing he took it quite badly?"
"Yeah. Although better than I expected. I think...I think he's going to be fine."
"We don't have to go - " Spike began but Angel cut him off.
"Yes. Yes we do."
He looked at Spike.
"Want my reasoning or will you just take my word for it?"
"Angel-face, I never 'just' take your word for anything."
"I thought not."
Angel looked away again.
"For a start, Matt needs to grow. He needs to find his own fighting strength and develop into himself as a Slayer in his own right, not as 'Buffy's replacement' - and I know he feels that way when we're around, even if nobody mentions it. He needs to be able to rely on himself, despite the help of his friends..."
Here Angel paused.
"You don't think that's too reliable?" Spike guessed.
"I don't know," Angel admitted "They took it well from what I've heard - except Tai. But...but they aren't all fighters. Not really. And to be honest, I can't see every relationship going well."
"Part of growing up," Spike said.
Angel looked at him. Spike shrugged.
"He may lose friends," he said "But everyone does as they grow up, don't they?"
"How would you know? You never had any."
"Angel, this is the first time in my life I've been around you and acted all serious and you're insulting me? Thanks mate. Anyway, I was very popular."
"Did they READ your poetry?"
"Shut up Peaches."
Angel smiled.
"I'm sorry. You're right."
He leaned over and touched Spike's wrist gently.
"What's the other reason?" Spike asked.
Angel flushed.
"Aw, I get it," Spike said, a wicked grin curving his face "You're worried that Matty-kins is getting too attached..."
"Shut up Spike."
"Worried that he's all in love..."
"Shut UP Spike."
"Okay, I'm done."
Spike got up and came over, sitting in Angel's lap. Angel did not protest.
"So when are we leaving again?" Spike asked.
"A few days. I've booked us passage."
"You have?"
"Yup."
"We're actually PAYING?"
"Shut up Spiky."
"Don't call me Spiky."
"Yeah, whatever."
* * * *
Three days later, there was a quite a large group of people waiting to say goodbye to Angel and Spike. Angel tried to hide but Spike dragged him out.
"You're appreciated! Don't be so antisocial!"
Angel tried to hide back anyway, watching as Spike said goodbye to them all. Matt slipped past him and walked up.
"Take care of yourself," he said, his voice quiet and dull.
"I will Matt. You'd better take care too. It's not easy being a Slayer."
Matt flinched, then smiled.
"I can handle it," he said "I'm Matt Ishida!"
Angel laughed and gave him a hug. Ms Fuyutsuki walked up.
"Thank you for all your help," she said quietly "If you need any help in the future, it will be offered."
"Thanks," Angel said "I'll bear that in mind."
He realised that Tai was standing nearby.
"You helped Matt," Tai said quietly "Thanks for that."
Angel looked at him, then nodded.
"Look after him," he ordered.
Tai shrugged.
"Sure."
"Angel-face, we're going to miss the boat," Spike said "Come on."
"Spike, can you not call me Angel-face?"
"Okay Angel-Cake."
"SPIKE!"
The two vampires waved, then walked off together, still arguing.
"They are very strange," Akemi remarked.
"Speaks Nakatsuru, freak of world," Gendo said.
Toshiki walked up to Matt and put a hand on his shoulder.
"How are you feeling?"
Matt looked at him.
"I don't know," he said honestly "Strange."
They watched the ship silently.
"I don't want them to go," Matt whispered.
"I know," Toshiki said "But you'll be fine. We all will be."
Matt grinned at him and looked back at the ship. He didn't see Toshiki's frown, or the look in his eyes which suggested that he was being insincere.
* * * *
"There they are."
Spike pointed from the deck they were standing on.
"I can see," Angel snapped irritably.
He looked at them. Toshiki was holding Matt's shoulder as Matt stared at the ship. The others were gathered around, most of them looking slightly uncertain.
"Do you think that his friends will stick by him?" he asked.
"All of them?"
Spike shook his head, then shrugged.
"I don't know. There's a lot...."
The ships horn hooted. Spike waved cheerfully.
"Bye!"
"They can't hear you," Angel said, watching. Matt looked up and their eyes met. Matt raised his hand and waved to him. Angel held up his own hand as the ship began to move.
"I hope he is okay."
Spike sighed and put an arm round his sire.
"He'll be fine Angel-Cake."
"Please don't call me that."
Spike just grinned.
* * * *
On shore, Matt watched as the ship pulled away. It got smaller and smaller.
"Come along," Ms Fuyutsuki spoke up "You can't stand here forever."
"Matt?"
Toshiki tugged at his arm.
"Come on," he said quietly "No point waiting around here."
"No," Matt agreed.
He turned his back on the ship and walked with the others.
Another chapter of his life was ending. A new one was beginning.
The End.
This isn't the end of the story, just this part! There's so much of it that if it was all in one story, it would probably be a LOT of parts! There's going to be a sequel! Look out for Yamato the Vampire Slayer 2 coming soon! (I've no idea when but very soon! Go and check it out!) See you soon!
End of a Chapter
By the Empress of the Eclipse
Disclaimer - I don't own Digimon or Buffy.
"Matt? Matt?"
Matt prised himself out of his sleep and opened his eyes.
"Angel?"
"Hey."
"And me!"
Spike sounded highly insulted.
"Why doesn't he care about me?"
Angel muttered something that Matt didn't quite catch.
"And that's why you love me baby!"
"Spike, would you shut up?"
Angel turned back to Matt who was looking slightly more awake than before.
"What time is it?" Matt asked, still sounding a little dopey.
"It's around one in the morning," Angel said "We climbed through your window."
"My window was locked," Matt said, looking confused.
Angel blushed and started looking highly sheepish.
"What did you do to my window?" Matt asked with a sigh, pushing himself upright. A cold breeze hit his face.
"Er...Spike sort of cut round the glass," Angel said.
"ME!"
"Shhhhh!"
"It was Angel!" Spike hissed.
"No it wasn't!"
"YOU told me how to do it!"
"Shut up you two," Matt ordered "I have lots of stakes around to hide the evidence of two strange men in my room if my Dad wakes up..."
Spike sighed.
"Matt," Angel said "Would you like to come out for a walk with me?"
Matt blinked.
"It might do you good," Spike said.
"Okay," Matt said slowly "Just a little walk though 'kay? I'm still...odd."
He slowly stood up and dressed, not caring that the vampires were watching. Spike and Angel had to help him out of the window and then they walked.
"What happened to Darla and Drusilla?" Matt said quietly after a little while.
"They escaped," Angel said softly "To fight another day."
"Great."
Matt said it without emotion.
"Do you think they'll come back?"
"I don't know. I doubt it. They're more sensible than some vampires - unlikely to deliberately come back after a Slayer has bested them."
Spike snorted. Angel nudged him and looked back at Matt.
"But they might come back," Matt stated.
"Maybe."
Matt sighed. His eyes were dull, not their normal vibrant blue. They'd reached the park now and were slowly waking through it. Angel gave Spike a sort of look out of the corner of his eyes. Spike rolled his eyes.
"All right, all right. I'll piss off so the 'love-birds' can have some time together," he said "Just remember that you owe me lover!"
Matt blushed slightly. Angel glowered at the back of Spike's head as Spike strolled away.
"He didn't have to go," Matt said.
Angel swallowed. He didn't really want to get onto this next part.
"Matt," he said softly, touching the boys arm "I need to talk to you."
"What?"
Angel sighed.
"Matt," he said softly "I'm sorry to say this now but you need to know. I...Spike and I are returning to America."
Matt's body stiffened up completely. Slowly, he turned his eyes to Angel's, searching frantically for some sort of joke. Finding none, he stepped back.
"Why?" he whispered at last.
Angel sighed. Taking Matt's arm again, he led him over to the nearby bench and sat him down. Taking his shoulders, he made sure Matt was looking him directly in the face.
"I'm not abandoning you Matt. Neither of us are. This isn't really my first choice."
He sighed. Matt was still looking hurt. Normally, his emotions would be hidden but he was still raw from his first major fight and being forced to stake his own brother. It meant his emotions showed more clearly.
"Matt, I have a business to run," he said very softly "I have my business and Spike has to take care of Dawn. He's afraid of her running wild without him. Not that Dawny's really the wild-running type but Spiky's...Spike."
"Spiky?"
Angel winced.
"I DID NOT just say that. Anyway...it's just the way things work. We came here to make sure that you were going to be a good Slayer and to help you. We wanted to help you settle in."
"You did a good job actually," Matt said with a funny little laugh "Spiky?"
"Let's just forget that please."
Matt ducked his head.
"I understand that you have to go," he said, his voice sounding choked "I just...don't want...you to."
"You'll be fine," Angel said, trying to sound encouraging "You're going to be a fine Slayer Matt. You've already showed yourself to be strong and brave. You've proved that you can make decisions for the good of people, not just yourself. You don't need me."
"I do!"
Matt looked at him, tears trickling down his face again.
"I need all of you! Ms Fuyutsuki...Tai, Sora, the band, Davis, Ken....and you! You and Spike! I can't do this alone, I can't!"
Angel gave him a tight hug, letting Matt sob into his shoulder.
"Matt," he said softly "I know how you must feel. I'm so sorry it has to be this way. But you won't lose us. There's telephones and stuff you know."
"I know."
Matt wiped his face.
"Not the same."
"No."
Matt looked at him. Then he leaned forward and kissed Angel. Angel wrapped his arms round him and held him close. Eventually, Matt drew back.
"When are you leaving?"
"A few days. There's a ship going out then. We'll take that."
"That'll take a while."
"Vampires can't fly. The sun..."
"I see."
Matt looked at him.
"I'll miss you."
Angel could feel himself blushing. He looked away, unable to keep looking at Matt's face.
"You'll write to me?"
"Of course," Angel said "Although I'll be busy. So will you for that matter."
"Saving the world."
Matt pulled a face.
"I hope that sort of excitement isn't common."
Angel decided not to tell him how common it was for Slayers to have to save the world. It wasn't really what Matt need to hear at that point.
"I'm sure it won't be."
Well, Matt wasn't on a Hellmouth. It might be...less awful here.
But Angel doubted it.
There was a pause then. They sat there together, watching the sky.
"Angel?"
"Yes?"
"Spiky?"
"Will you DROP that already?"
* * * *
Spike was waiting for him when Angel arrived home a little before sun-up.
"How'd it go?"
For a change, he sounded completely serious. Angel flopped down with a sigh.
"He was upset," he said.
"No kidding."
Angel ignored this and stared at the wall, brooding expression fully on. Spike looked at him.
"I'm guessing he took it quite badly?"
"Yeah. Although better than I expected. I think...I think he's going to be fine."
"We don't have to go - " Spike began but Angel cut him off.
"Yes. Yes we do."
He looked at Spike.
"Want my reasoning or will you just take my word for it?"
"Angel-face, I never 'just' take your word for anything."
"I thought not."
Angel looked away again.
"For a start, Matt needs to grow. He needs to find his own fighting strength and develop into himself as a Slayer in his own right, not as 'Buffy's replacement' - and I know he feels that way when we're around, even if nobody mentions it. He needs to be able to rely on himself, despite the help of his friends..."
Here Angel paused.
"You don't think that's too reliable?" Spike guessed.
"I don't know," Angel admitted "They took it well from what I've heard - except Tai. But...but they aren't all fighters. Not really. And to be honest, I can't see every relationship going well."
"Part of growing up," Spike said.
Angel looked at him. Spike shrugged.
"He may lose friends," he said "But everyone does as they grow up, don't they?"
"How would you know? You never had any."
"Angel, this is the first time in my life I've been around you and acted all serious and you're insulting me? Thanks mate. Anyway, I was very popular."
"Did they READ your poetry?"
"Shut up Peaches."
Angel smiled.
"I'm sorry. You're right."
He leaned over and touched Spike's wrist gently.
"What's the other reason?" Spike asked.
Angel flushed.
"Aw, I get it," Spike said, a wicked grin curving his face "You're worried that Matty-kins is getting too attached..."
"Shut up Spike."
"Worried that he's all in love..."
"Shut UP Spike."
"Okay, I'm done."
Spike got up and came over, sitting in Angel's lap. Angel did not protest.
"So when are we leaving again?" Spike asked.
"A few days. I've booked us passage."
"You have?"
"Yup."
"We're actually PAYING?"
"Shut up Spiky."
"Don't call me Spiky."
"Yeah, whatever."
* * * *
Three days later, there was a quite a large group of people waiting to say goodbye to Angel and Spike. Angel tried to hide but Spike dragged him out.
"You're appreciated! Don't be so antisocial!"
Angel tried to hide back anyway, watching as Spike said goodbye to them all. Matt slipped past him and walked up.
"Take care of yourself," he said, his voice quiet and dull.
"I will Matt. You'd better take care too. It's not easy being a Slayer."
Matt flinched, then smiled.
"I can handle it," he said "I'm Matt Ishida!"
Angel laughed and gave him a hug. Ms Fuyutsuki walked up.
"Thank you for all your help," she said quietly "If you need any help in the future, it will be offered."
"Thanks," Angel said "I'll bear that in mind."
He realised that Tai was standing nearby.
"You helped Matt," Tai said quietly "Thanks for that."
Angel looked at him, then nodded.
"Look after him," he ordered.
Tai shrugged.
"Sure."
"Angel-face, we're going to miss the boat," Spike said "Come on."
"Spike, can you not call me Angel-face?"
"Okay Angel-Cake."
"SPIKE!"
The two vampires waved, then walked off together, still arguing.
"They are very strange," Akemi remarked.
"Speaks Nakatsuru, freak of world," Gendo said.
Toshiki walked up to Matt and put a hand on his shoulder.
"How are you feeling?"
Matt looked at him.
"I don't know," he said honestly "Strange."
They watched the ship silently.
"I don't want them to go," Matt whispered.
"I know," Toshiki said "But you'll be fine. We all will be."
Matt grinned at him and looked back at the ship. He didn't see Toshiki's frown, or the look in his eyes which suggested that he was being insincere.
* * * *
"There they are."
Spike pointed from the deck they were standing on.
"I can see," Angel snapped irritably.
He looked at them. Toshiki was holding Matt's shoulder as Matt stared at the ship. The others were gathered around, most of them looking slightly uncertain.
"Do you think that his friends will stick by him?" he asked.
"All of them?"
Spike shook his head, then shrugged.
"I don't know. There's a lot...."
The ships horn hooted. Spike waved cheerfully.
"Bye!"
"They can't hear you," Angel said, watching. Matt looked up and their eyes met. Matt raised his hand and waved to him. Angel held up his own hand as the ship began to move.
"I hope he is okay."
Spike sighed and put an arm round his sire.
"He'll be fine Angel-Cake."
"Please don't call me that."
Spike just grinned.
* * * *
On shore, Matt watched as the ship pulled away. It got smaller and smaller.
"Come along," Ms Fuyutsuki spoke up "You can't stand here forever."
"Matt?"
Toshiki tugged at his arm.
"Come on," he said quietly "No point waiting around here."
"No," Matt agreed.
He turned his back on the ship and walked with the others.
Another chapter of his life was ending. A new one was beginning.
The End.
This isn't the end of the story, just this part! There's so much of it that if it was all in one story, it would probably be a LOT of parts! There's going to be a sequel! Look out for Yamato the Vampire Slayer 2 coming soon! (I've no idea when but very soon! Go and check it out!) See you soon!