A/N: Sorry I haven't added anything for so long, but I was busy finishing my other fic, Regret. R/R it please. ^_^ And Review this!!!!!
"Angel what are you doing here?" she asked.
"Cordy had a vision that you were going to die," he said simply.
"Cordy has visions?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah. For awhile now, actually." The two stood awkwardly as a silence filled the air.
"So... I guess you're going to go now," Buffy said sadly. Angel shook his head.
"That wasn't her vision. You're going to die some other way."
"Oz," Willow said happily as she opened the door. "Lemme just grab my coat and we can go."
"You're going out on a date with him?" Tara asked.
"No! We're just going to the Bronze to hang out and catch up," Willow said. "You're still my number one girl."
"Yeah but h-he's your number one guy."
"It's ok Tara, we're just getting to know what happened in each of our lives. I missed him, that's all."
"Fine," Tara sighed. "Go. I'll be here. Alone. Waiting. Like always." Willow kissed her on the cheek.
"I knew you'd understand.
"I've missed hearing the Dingo's play," Willow commented.
Oz shrugged. "We weren't that great."
"Can I get you another drink?" Willow asked.
"No." They both paused and stared at each other.
"Dance with me?" Oz finally asked. Willow's eyes lit up.
"Of course!"
*I thought I saw a man, brought to life.
He was warm, he came around, he was dignified.
He showed me what it was to cry.
Well, you couldn't be that man I adore.
Ya don't seem to know, seem to care, what your heart is for.
But I don't know him anymore. *
Oz held Willow tightly as they swayed to the music.
*There's nothing where he used to lie.
Conversation has run dry.
That's what's going on.
Nothings fine I'm Torn.
I'm all out of faith.
This is how I feel.
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor.
Illusion never changed into something real.
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late.
I'm already torn.*
"Willow," Oz said. "Can I ask you something, outside?" Willow nodded and followed Oz.
*So, I guess the fortune tellers right.
I should of seen just what was there, and not some holy light.
To crawl beneath my veins and now...
I don't care, I have no luck.
I don't miss it all that much.
There's just so many things that I can't touch, I'm torn.
I'm all out of faith. This is how I feel.
I'm cold and I am shamed.
Lying naked on the floor.
Illusion never changed into something real.
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late. I'm already torn, torn.*
"I've been here awhile," Oz began. "And things have been going really well between us. Would you... would you like t-to go out for coffee sometime?"
"Oz... you know that I'm a lesbian," Willow said.
"But I still love you. And I know you feel the same way."
*There's nothing where he used to lie.
Inspiration has run dry.
That's what's going on.
Nothings right, I'm torn.
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel, I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor.
Illusion never changed into something real.
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel,
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor.
You're a little late,
I'm already torn, torn.*
"Oz, you're too late!" Willow shouted. "Where was this before Veruca? I loved you so much then, but you left me. You left *me*! So please, don't do this to me. Because I'm so confused, and if you continue like this... you're just all... cute an-and I'm just going to do something stupid. And--"
"Willow, it's ok. Calm down," Oz said. Willow stared into his eyes, and then kissed him passionately.
"L-like that," Willow said, after the kiss had ended.
"I'm sorry," Oz said. "I didn't want that to happen. I mean I did, but I didn't mean for it to happen."
"No, it was my fault," Willow said. "I-I just can't handle this now though. I got to..."
"I understand. Go. Think about it. But remember how much I love you."
"How could I forget?"
A/N: Ok, REVIEW and more will come *before* I start my newest fic.
"Angel what are you doing here?" she asked.
"Cordy had a vision that you were going to die," he said simply.
"Cordy has visions?" Buffy asked.
"Yeah. For awhile now, actually." The two stood awkwardly as a silence filled the air.
"So... I guess you're going to go now," Buffy said sadly. Angel shook his head.
"That wasn't her vision. You're going to die some other way."
"Oz," Willow said happily as she opened the door. "Lemme just grab my coat and we can go."
"You're going out on a date with him?" Tara asked.
"No! We're just going to the Bronze to hang out and catch up," Willow said. "You're still my number one girl."
"Yeah but h-he's your number one guy."
"It's ok Tara, we're just getting to know what happened in each of our lives. I missed him, that's all."
"Fine," Tara sighed. "Go. I'll be here. Alone. Waiting. Like always." Willow kissed her on the cheek.
"I knew you'd understand.
"I've missed hearing the Dingo's play," Willow commented.
Oz shrugged. "We weren't that great."
"Can I get you another drink?" Willow asked.
"No." They both paused and stared at each other.
"Dance with me?" Oz finally asked. Willow's eyes lit up.
"Of course!"
*I thought I saw a man, brought to life.
He was warm, he came around, he was dignified.
He showed me what it was to cry.
Well, you couldn't be that man I adore.
Ya don't seem to know, seem to care, what your heart is for.
But I don't know him anymore. *
Oz held Willow tightly as they swayed to the music.
*There's nothing where he used to lie.
Conversation has run dry.
That's what's going on.
Nothings fine I'm Torn.
I'm all out of faith.
This is how I feel.
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor.
Illusion never changed into something real.
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late.
I'm already torn.*
"Willow," Oz said. "Can I ask you something, outside?" Willow nodded and followed Oz.
*So, I guess the fortune tellers right.
I should of seen just what was there, and not some holy light.
To crawl beneath my veins and now...
I don't care, I have no luck.
I don't miss it all that much.
There's just so many things that I can't touch, I'm torn.
I'm all out of faith. This is how I feel.
I'm cold and I am shamed.
Lying naked on the floor.
Illusion never changed into something real.
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
You're a little late. I'm already torn, torn.*
"I've been here awhile," Oz began. "And things have been going really well between us. Would you... would you like t-to go out for coffee sometime?"
"Oz... you know that I'm a lesbian," Willow said.
"But I still love you. And I know you feel the same way."
*There's nothing where he used to lie.
Inspiration has run dry.
That's what's going on.
Nothings right, I'm torn.
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel, I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor.
Illusion never changed into something real.
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel,
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor.
You're a little late,
I'm already torn, torn.*
"Oz, you're too late!" Willow shouted. "Where was this before Veruca? I loved you so much then, but you left me. You left *me*! So please, don't do this to me. Because I'm so confused, and if you continue like this... you're just all... cute an-and I'm just going to do something stupid. And--"
"Willow, it's ok. Calm down," Oz said. Willow stared into his eyes, and then kissed him passionately.
"L-like that," Willow said, after the kiss had ended.
"I'm sorry," Oz said. "I didn't want that to happen. I mean I did, but I didn't mean for it to happen."
"No, it was my fault," Willow said. "I-I just can't handle this now though. I got to..."
"I understand. Go. Think about it. But remember how much I love you."
"How could I forget?"
A/N: Ok, REVIEW and more will come *before* I start my newest fic.