Realisations 2: The Perfect Gift
By Kyizi, the Diva of Darkness
Disclaimer: Joss, I'll fight you for 'em
Notes: Again, came to me and I just had to write it down! I thought I'd give you the sequel you asked for! Thanks so much to the luvly ppl on the CA board for all your reviews! You're fab!!
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She held her breath as the snowflake danced through the night breeze, fluttering with a gentle calm, its sharp, cold nature hidden beneath its kind beauty. Breathing out, she watched the air turn to white smoke as the heat was assaulted by the bitter cold surrounding her.
It was typical, LA suffered some freak snowstorm and she got landed in the middle of it. She rubbed her hands together, the friction doing little the heat up her numb fingers, and snuggled deeper into her thin jacket, craving all the warmth the knitted material had to offer. She was cold. No, rephrase that, she was freezing her cute little ass off.
She growled slightly and once again cursed her stupid co-workers. Those men and their god damn Slayer wannabe asses. Okay, so there were dozens of vampires and, sure they should chase them. But no, that didn't mean they should run of and leave her standing in the goddamn snow on Christmas Eve for crying out loud. And to think she had spent so long trying to find out what the stupid vampire wanted for Christmas. Had spent so long getting him the perfect gift.
She checked her watch again. Twenty minutes. Oh yeah, they had a death wish all right. Especially Angel. That stupid vampire had been practically ignoring her since that night at Caritas, hence the manic gift shopping. I mean, sure, she wasn't the best singer in the world, but given his previous attempts on stage, it wasn't something to ignore your best friend over. Especially at Christmas.
He had been staring at her too. Those gorgeous brown eyes lapping up every part of her and she had to wonder if she'd grown a third eye again, because he wasn't telling her what was so worth ogling.
She shivered and cursed again. God damn it, where were they.
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Angel groaned. This wasn't his best Christmas ever. In fact, he was pretty safe in ranking it out there with the Christmas Spike got him drunk, horny and naked and tied him to the big tree in Licester Square. And that was definitely not a memory he needed right now. Especially since he was walking back towards a very pissed off seer who just happened to be his best friend and, oh, did he mention he was in love with her.
He remembered so vividly the moment that he had realized. That one moment when everything came crashing down. And he had been unable to speak to her since...or keep his eyes off her gorgeous body. The shape of her wonderful breasts...He felt himself twitch. These were not thoughts he should be having about his best friend but his body and mind didn't seam to register that. He sighed and groaned at the same time. Something that no novice should try. It was an art form he had been working on over the last 200 years and he was sure that if he were human he would be blushing bright red at the looks he was getting from Wesley and Gunn.
Oh yeah, that memory wasn't something he needed right now. The image of a horny Spike and a naked Cordelia...okay he needed to stop. NOW. The thing was, she didn't even seem to know. He was just Angel. The best friend she'd stake in a heartbeat if he got a little too happy. And, oh, she could make him happy. He was sure of that. Thing was she didn't even know what it was that he found so damn lickable...likeable, he meant likeable...yeah, right...
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Where were they? She wondered, pacing back and forth. It was Christmas Eve and here she was standing on a street corner like some Goddamn hooker. Some drunken cabby had already tried to pick her up...literally. Oh, Angel was so dead...er...deader.
She began to stomp her feet as she felt her toes numbing...in other words as she DIDN'T feel her toes. Her teeth were chattering as she watched the snow falling around her, creating a soft white blanket around her. But no matter how beautiful it was, it didn't change her mood. She was wet, pissed off and she couldn't wait to get her hands on that stupid vampire.
Oh, don't go there Cordy, she berated herself. So, don't go there. It wasn't bad enough that she had to put up with him mooning over the stupid Slayer and that she had been left here to freeze to death. Oh, no, now she also had naughty images of a very naked vampire running through her head. And boy was he running, oh yeah, Baywatch style, only more naked than that.
She had stopped trying to analyze her feelings for the tall, dark and handsome idiot a long time ago...oh, say, around about the time that Lorne spelled them out to her. Okay, so singing in Caritas hadn't been the best idea. Not only was Angel not talking to her but Lorne wouldn't STOP talking to her.
She heard footsteps behind her and she turned sharply, prepared to kill...until, of course, she landed on her cute, frozen little ass.
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Angel watched her slip...he watched her slip in slow motion...and yet he did nothing, finding that watching her fall was somewhat compelling. At least it was until she looked up at him with that look. Oh yes, he knew that look. And it made his 248 year old form (demon included) quake with fear...Cordy was pissed.
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She shivered again, subconsciously rubbing at her arms as she entered the room. Angel had invited them all round to the hotel, including Fred and Kate. And, much to her dismay, they had both agreed.
Now, not to be a bitch...well, actually, yeah, scrap that, she was being a bitch. Fred she could almost handle. The girl's annoying, crazed rantings were getting fewer and further between and she could always tune her out. It was, of course, the presence of little Miss Blonde haired beauty who bore a little too much of a resemblance to Boffy the Vampire Layer and Darla, who's nickname you really didn't want to know.
She glared, once again, back at the door and her teeth chattered involuntary. Angel had apologized, as had Gunn and Wes. And she had been too cold to get on at them. She was angrier at the laughing that had followed her fall. Oh, they had tried, but she had heard. Even Angel...
"You still cold?" She turned and glared at the vampire.
"What gave it away? The chattering teeth perhaps? Or maybe it was the shivering?"
A smile played at his lips and she glared, but couldn't help but smile back. Again she rubbed her arms.
"Come here."
Before she knew it, she was in Angel's embrace. He pulled her tight against him and rubbed her arms and she knew she was having trouble breathing, and it had nothing to do with her proximity to the hunky vampire. Nope, not at all.
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Oh, he was in trouble. He had heard her gasp and he could feel her heart beating faster in her chest as he rubbed her arms. He didn't know what had possessed him to grab her like that...well, actually he did. But, what the hell, that was the advantages of having a demon inside him. He always had a scapegoat.
It was then that his senses perked up. He continued to rub her arms, slowing the pace and making his touch more tender, gently caressing her. Smelling her arousal he pulled back, looking at her slightly flushed face.
He gazed into her eyes, knowing exactly what he was doing and not giving a damn. Her eyelashes fluttered as he moved towards her. Her breath coming in short gasps as he leaned closer, his lips almost touching hers, preparing to brush them gently, hoping to elicit the small moan he had heard so many times in his dreams.
"It's Christmas everybody!" Cordy quickly pulled away from him as Kate burst through the door, a big smile lighting up her face. He had never wanted to hit someone so much in his life.
Cordy gave him a weak smile as the others entered the room, calling them to join them by the tree. He watched as Cordy turned to him and gave him a timid smile, and, of course, he smiled back. This was all he could ever want for Christmas...to see that smile. The perfect gift.
He watched as she turned and entered the other room, the gentle sway of her hips teasing him as he, again, cursed his body for it's reaction. Smiling, he shook his head and followed her into the room, watching his friends celebrating.
Maybe this wasn't such a bad Christmas after all, he thought as the Hosts words echoed through his ears, "Realizations are only the beginning"
Well, he certainly hoped so.
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END PART 2
Well, I caved under the pressure! ;) You wanted a sequel and you got one! Still like? :D
See, I try to write seriously, you know, nice description, draw the reader in...but it dun quite work...I always get pulled of course!