Xander watched over Buffy for the rest of the week, learning new things about her everyday. He watched her sleep, saw her reprimand Dawn, guided her on her patrols.
However, he did maintain his respect and consideration for her. He waited outside the bathroom when she was taking a shower or using the toilet. He did not look at her diary or watch her dress, even though he knew he could.
He loved her too much.
Sure, he loved and missed Anya greatly, but what he had with her couldn't compare to the way he felt about Buffy. Over the last few days, he had suddenly become thankful of his position of her guardian angel. He could see her whenever he wanted and he was truly her white knight now, protecting her from peril.
"Tomorrow's the funeral," Buffy was saying as she came back into her room from the bathroom, wearing a robe and talking on the phone. "It's gonna be really tough. Giles said he would say a few words but I don't know if I can." She paused, listening. "I know. But I think I should. Hopefully, he'll hear me, Will. So he can know that we all cared about him so much even though we didn't even bother to find out what was going on at home." She sighed. "Alright, so you and Tara will come by at nine? Okay. Bye." She pressed the button on the phone then put it down on her dresser.
Xander took in the sight of her as she stood by the lamp, her body suddenly encased in a golden glow. Then she turned to open a drawer. Xander watched her remove a bracelet and took a step closer. It was the one he had given her on the day of cheerleader tryouts. He had gotten it inscribed Yours, Always.
Wow that really is true, he thought as she tenderly ran her fingers over the inscription. Back then, it had really only been a crush but over the years it had blossomed into something greater than he could have guessed.
Buffy put the bracelet back into the drawer carefully then shut it. She then took off her robe and Xander quickly turned away. He caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror and realized she had been wearing her pajamas underneath. Breathing a sigh of relief, he stared at her as she climbed into bed and shut off the light.
Her face was bathed in moonlight and he watched as a single tear slid down her face. The same thing had happened every night, but she never allowed herself to cry more than that one tear.
And just as he did every night, Xander wiped it away then kissed her on the forehead and sat on the bed, contently watching her as she slept.
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Xander paced as he waited for the voice to answer his question. "Hello? You still there?"
Finally, there was a response. "It is possible, but it's forbidden. You cannot show yourself to the one that you protect. You could be a distraction and it could have dangerous effects on them."
"But I have to talk to her," Xander begged. "Please. I'm in love with her."
"Do not ask again."
Xander didn't care what the voice said. He was going to do it anyway.
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Due to great demand () I put up this chapter fast and since this one is short the next one is going to be longer and up very soon.
However, he did maintain his respect and consideration for her. He waited outside the bathroom when she was taking a shower or using the toilet. He did not look at her diary or watch her dress, even though he knew he could.
He loved her too much.
Sure, he loved and missed Anya greatly, but what he had with her couldn't compare to the way he felt about Buffy. Over the last few days, he had suddenly become thankful of his position of her guardian angel. He could see her whenever he wanted and he was truly her white knight now, protecting her from peril.
"Tomorrow's the funeral," Buffy was saying as she came back into her room from the bathroom, wearing a robe and talking on the phone. "It's gonna be really tough. Giles said he would say a few words but I don't know if I can." She paused, listening. "I know. But I think I should. Hopefully, he'll hear me, Will. So he can know that we all cared about him so much even though we didn't even bother to find out what was going on at home." She sighed. "Alright, so you and Tara will come by at nine? Okay. Bye." She pressed the button on the phone then put it down on her dresser.
Xander took in the sight of her as she stood by the lamp, her body suddenly encased in a golden glow. Then she turned to open a drawer. Xander watched her remove a bracelet and took a step closer. It was the one he had given her on the day of cheerleader tryouts. He had gotten it inscribed Yours, Always.
Wow that really is true, he thought as she tenderly ran her fingers over the inscription. Back then, it had really only been a crush but over the years it had blossomed into something greater than he could have guessed.
Buffy put the bracelet back into the drawer carefully then shut it. She then took off her robe and Xander quickly turned away. He caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror and realized she had been wearing her pajamas underneath. Breathing a sigh of relief, he stared at her as she climbed into bed and shut off the light.
Her face was bathed in moonlight and he watched as a single tear slid down her face. The same thing had happened every night, but she never allowed herself to cry more than that one tear.
And just as he did every night, Xander wiped it away then kissed her on the forehead and sat on the bed, contently watching her as she slept.
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Xander paced as he waited for the voice to answer his question. "Hello? You still there?"
Finally, there was a response. "It is possible, but it's forbidden. You cannot show yourself to the one that you protect. You could be a distraction and it could have dangerous effects on them."
"But I have to talk to her," Xander begged. "Please. I'm in love with her."
"Do not ask again."
Xander didn't care what the voice said. He was going to do it anyway.
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Due to great demand () I put up this chapter fast and since this one is short the next one is going to be longer and up very soon.