The Morning After
Rating: R due to language
Disclaimer: These Characters are not mine. I wish they were, but I am not that lucky, nor am I that rich
Beta'd by Sajinn
Feedback is desperately needed. If not, I will keep writing badly and keep posting them.
Set Season 6. After "Hell's Bells" Willow and Tara are together, though.
This is written in Xander's POV.
Chapter 4
As much as I tried, I could never find Buffy alone. It's as if she's avoiding me, or more accurately, "The Talk." Finally, after about two weeks of this, I trapped her in the training room of the Magic Box. She attempted to leave, but I stopped her. "Oh no you don't. We need to talk about that night. I remembered everything that happened."
"What are you talking about? Nothing happened. I just took you home because you were to drunk to get there yourself." Buffy just stood there looking at me like I have two heads.
"If nothing happened, Buffy, then why do you keep avoiding me, and any reference to that night?" I'm really starting to get angry. I thought she was just embarrassed, but now? She has no right to deny what she initiated.
"It's not something I want to rehash." She spoke as if the matter was closed.
"Dammit, Buffy! We had sex! You could have stopped at any time. I may have been drunk enough to make the suggestion, but not drunk enough to act. Even then, I realized you could pummel me if I even tried. You Kissed Me." I seethed, trying to keep my emotions check, and failing miserably.
"Look, Xander, I guess I got carried away by your admissions. I was wrong, and I'm sorry. I hope it doesn't interfere with anything, and it will never happen again." She was way too calm. I was hoping to get a reaction from her- any reaction. None pissed me off even more.
"Interfere! Hell it already is! You keep avoiding me, going off with Willow and even Spike. Trust me this has already 'interfered' and I just want to know why. You never even looked at me that way before." My fuming had turned to confusion.
"I don't know why, I never know why! Let's just put this behind us and forget about it, please?" She's starting to cry now, as her emotions get the better of her. She tried to hide by hitting the punching bag. Never know why? I wondered about that statement, but decided to let it pass.
"Look, Buffy, I'm sorry I yelled at you, but I do not want to ruin our friendship with a one-night-stand. If you want to forget about it, then so be it." I gave her a friendly hug, and left the shop. Forget it? Now that I've remembered, there is no chance of forgetting. It was one night with the woman of my dreams, and probably the last.
Rating: R due to language
Disclaimer: These Characters are not mine. I wish they were, but I am not that lucky, nor am I that rich
Beta'd by Sajinn
Feedback is desperately needed. If not, I will keep writing badly and keep posting them.
Set Season 6. After "Hell's Bells" Willow and Tara are together, though.
This is written in Xander's POV.
Chapter 4
As much as I tried, I could never find Buffy alone. It's as if she's avoiding me, or more accurately, "The Talk." Finally, after about two weeks of this, I trapped her in the training room of the Magic Box. She attempted to leave, but I stopped her. "Oh no you don't. We need to talk about that night. I remembered everything that happened."
"What are you talking about? Nothing happened. I just took you home because you were to drunk to get there yourself." Buffy just stood there looking at me like I have two heads.
"If nothing happened, Buffy, then why do you keep avoiding me, and any reference to that night?" I'm really starting to get angry. I thought she was just embarrassed, but now? She has no right to deny what she initiated.
"It's not something I want to rehash." She spoke as if the matter was closed.
"Dammit, Buffy! We had sex! You could have stopped at any time. I may have been drunk enough to make the suggestion, but not drunk enough to act. Even then, I realized you could pummel me if I even tried. You Kissed Me." I seethed, trying to keep my emotions check, and failing miserably.
"Look, Xander, I guess I got carried away by your admissions. I was wrong, and I'm sorry. I hope it doesn't interfere with anything, and it will never happen again." She was way too calm. I was hoping to get a reaction from her- any reaction. None pissed me off even more.
"Interfere! Hell it already is! You keep avoiding me, going off with Willow and even Spike. Trust me this has already 'interfered' and I just want to know why. You never even looked at me that way before." My fuming had turned to confusion.
"I don't know why, I never know why! Let's just put this behind us and forget about it, please?" She's starting to cry now, as her emotions get the better of her. She tried to hide by hitting the punching bag. Never know why? I wondered about that statement, but decided to let it pass.
"Look, Buffy, I'm sorry I yelled at you, but I do not want to ruin our friendship with a one-night-stand. If you want to forget about it, then so be it." I gave her a friendly hug, and left the shop. Forget it? Now that I've remembered, there is no chance of forgetting. It was one night with the woman of my dreams, and probably the last.