Title: Star Gazing

Author: Liz

Email: geekgirl33@hotmail.com

Spoilers: AU!!! None really. Buffy's a famous actress, most of her friends are famous in one way or another. Angel is also a famous actor, except him and Buffy don't get along too well. For only a while.

Rating: PG-13, maybe an NC-17 (if I can actually write it)

Pairings: B/A (eventually), X/A, C/D, W/O G/J Some couples might not be mentioned in the story but these are the way the pairings should be.

Distribution: Anyone I send it to is welcome, if you want it take it, just let me know first, it gives me a happy to see my work.

Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own anything even relating to BTVS or ATS, please don't sue, like you even would after reading this crap.

Author's Notes: I realize now that the beginning of this story could resemble that of "Advantage" by Cat. I just wanted to say that I had begun this story at least a month before Cat began to post her story, it is just by coincidence that we are writing about the same thing. The only reason it has taken me so long to post this story is that I wanted to edit it and make sure that it wasn't a piece of crap first.

Author's Note 2: I'm posting this on FF.net first so I can get some feedback first and then I'll send it out to the lists.

Now, onto the story!



The next day, Buffy and Willow decided to go to one of the local cafes for a morning coffee. There they again caught up on one another's lives.

"So. Tell me about this Angel character?" Willow asked out of the blue.

"What's there to tell? He's an egotistical jerk who can't get laid by any decent person so he hires hookers." Buffy answered nonchalantly.

"That's harsh Buffy. You didn't act like that last night when he was dancing with you."

"I don't even know why he was dancing with me. You should have seen the bimbo he came with. God, what a priss! Anyways, he likes to criticize me in the media even when I've never worked with him before."

"Fine fine, it just looked like you were really enjoying yourself last night." Willow said, raising her hands in the air to mock defend herself.

"Why did you ask?"

"Well, it could be because I was curious or it could be because he's ordering coffee at the counter right now." Willow pointed up to the front of the café where indeed Angel O'Connell was standing waiting for his order.

"Why does my life suck so much?!" Buffy asked to no one in particular.

"Well don't look now but he's walking in this direction." Said discreetly by Willow.

"Oh God!" Buffy said while sinking into her overly large sofa couch.

"Hey there Summers." Angel said to the blonde who was still trying to become one with the chair.

"Um, hi." She sheepishly replied. "What are you doing here?"

"I think I need some more coffee. Here Buffy let me get you some too." Willow got out of her chair and quickly grabbed her friend's cup while trying to flee the awkward scene.

'She's gonna pay for that stunt!' Buffy thought to herself as Angel occupied the now empty chair.

"Well, I was out walking my dog," Angel said pointing to the Great Dane tied to one of the posts outside of the café, "and I wanted to stop in for some coffee. Then I saw you, and I just wanted to ask you something." He paused. "Would you like to go out to dinner some time?" Angel asked looking straight into Buffy's eyes.

"I really don't get you." Was all she replied.

"Sorry. It was a spur of the moment thing and I guess that's a no." Angel tried to recover as he leaned back into the comfortable chair, looking around.

"No. I get that. What I don't get is how one day, you're bad mouthing me to the press, the next you're stealing my table and letting you're date criticize me, and the next day, you're asking me out. That's what I don't get." Buffy said honestly.

"Well, I'm just trying to keep you on you're toes Summers." Was his reply.

"What has that got to do with it?"

"I don't know, it just sounded good. Anyways, I said those things to the press because I was still a little pissed off about you turning down that script. So sue me. But I'm over it now. So how bout that date?"

"You don't give up do you?"

"Is that a yes?"

"No, that's a maybe. Let me think about it." She paused in deep contemplation. "Um, no." She said flat out.

"Why not? I know you like me!" He said wiggling his eyebrows.

"You are so full of yourself aren't you? You want to know why I won't go out with you? Well, let's see, I'll forget you bad mouthing me to the press, so I guess it was last night when you and your doll of a date were so gracious giving us back our table. Oh wait you didn't and you were quite rude!"

"There's no winning with you, is there? Ok, I get it I was rude, I was just trying to make an impression. I guess I succeeded." He said when he noticed the raising of Buffy's eyebrows. "Ok, ok. I'm sorry, again, I'm sorry. Please go out with me?"

"Maybe." She replied.

"Good, I'll pick you up at your place at eight sharp. Wear something nice 'cause we're goin out baby!" Angel said, standing up. "Until then." Before leaving, he picked up Buffy's hand and placed a light kiss on it's back.

"Oh dear." Buffy watched as Angel exited the coffee shop. 'What have I gotten myself into?' She thought to herself.