Chapter 6: The Haunted

Disclaimer: Joss Whedon has everything and I have zip. I just borrow the characters for my own fiction.

Rating: It's PG-13 so far b/c of the relationships this story has. it will be upped later when more adult issues come along.

Summary: As Elizabeth goes through life, she seeks out handsome guys that turn out to be failures. William lives above her, and yet she can't notice the perfect guy standing in front of her till it's too late. Based on a Korean TV program.

Spoilers: None, the story is completely A/U and everybody's human. It has nothing to do with the story line of the show.

Distribution: Don't mind it at all, just make sure to e-mail me before using it on a different site.

Author's Notes: Thoughts of the characters are expressed with '____'. Umm. not much else to say here except enjoy!

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"PLEASE, Xand?" Willow walked in on Elizabeth pleading her younger brother Xander for something. She took in Xander's tousled brown hair and saw his eyes flicker with sympathy though his face only showed amusement.

"Come on, Lizzie!" Xander said as he reached into his closet for something to wear, "You're not allowed to enter! You have to be 17 or older."

"You are allowed!" Elizabeth retorted.

"But that's because I bring in all the ladies!" Xander smirked as he smoothed his hair in the mirror. Elizabeth's face was on the verge on breaking into tears. Xander sneaked a glance at his sister in the mirror and his face softened at Elizabeth's innocent little girl look. He had to admit she was cute and playful, yet mature for her age. She would hide her emotional wounds and always lit up the room with her cheerful smile. Xander never seen his sister in such a distressed state, sobbing over the loss of a boy she never had.

"All right, you can come", Xander sighed in defeat yet his eyes soon got a mischievous spark, "if you give me some cash."

"Xander!" Elizabeth was all ready to smack him until Willow stopped her. She took out her purse and handed him a $50 bill.

"Is that enough?" she asked sarcastically. Willow's parents were rich and she lived in a wonderful house. She lived the life Elizabeth had once lived before her family sank into debts. Fifty dollars was worth it if it would help Elizabeth.

"Fine. We'll leave in ten", Elizabeth said as she hurried Willow and herself into her bedroom.

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"Come on then, don't be shy", Xander prodded the two girls along as they made their way to the club. Elizabeth was gorgeous, her honey blonde hair was slightly curled as it settled just below her shoulders. She wore a blood red halter-top with black leather pants. Hoop earrings dangled from her small ears, setting off the long black duster she wore along with her outfit.

Willow still dressed conservatively, wearing a long-sleeved green shirt with blue zigzags strewn across it that sparkled in the moonlight. She wore baggy jeans and a heavy coat, hiding her body's curves and angles. Her glasses slid down her nose as she moved, causing her nervous habit of placing them back upright on the bridge.

The trio moved along the streets of Sunnydale with Xander occasionally sending a glare to any man who looked at his sister the wrong way. They reached their destination with much hesitation from the young ladies. Elizabeth often pulled her duster's ends together to avoid the looks she was getting. She glanced around shyly as she waited for her brother to come out with the club's manager. Xander came out with the manager in tow.

"Well?" Xander asked as the manager eyed the young ladies with suspicious eyes. "Hey, come on man, she's my sister!" Xander yelled as the manager's eyes lingered a little long on Elizabeth's breasts.

"Uhh. all right. I'll let you in just this once", the manager said as he gently pushed Elizabeth inside. She gave a quick nod before immersing herself in the crowd completely.

"Hey! How about me?" Willow asked desperately.

"Sorry. I can let you in without an ID, but you need a beautiful face", the manager snorted as he walked in.

"Hey, don't take it to heart. I have to go help Lizzie in there. She's way too innocent to see some of things going on in there. Maybe you could go to the coffee shop across the street. It's getting to be way too cold out here", Xander gently said as he shivered and slipped in the door.

Willow sighed. She was already used to the insults like the one the manager flung at her. She slowly walked across the street, preparing to comfort herself with a mocha frappachino.