Why Parents Don't Get It..
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Rating- R
Chappy Two-
The three kids came down the stairs, not look at each other, possibly ignoring one another. William plopped down in the chair and waited for the hot chocholate.
Buffy sat across from him, her head down, but once in a while she'd look up and glare at William. When William caught her he smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. Buffy kicked him under the table hard, " Ow!," Spike yelped, jumping in his seat.
" S'what you get!," Buffy said, smirking evily. While the two were arguing, Dawn asked her mother," Flirting?," Joyce nodded, " Flirting," she affirmed.
Both William and Buffy stopped, " WE ARE NOT FLIRTING!," They yelled together. Dawn and Joyce rolled their eyes and Dawn helped with the hot chocholate.
" Why do you think we are flirting, This is William, a blonde peroxide freak," Buffy said grabbing her cup.
" And Buffy, she just toooo skinny for the like of me...," William said, snatching his cup from Dawn. He looked in to make sure there was marshmallows and Smiled . Dawn stuck her tongue out a him, and William chuckled.
He took a sip, then placed his cup down and grabbed her, then started tickling her. She bursted into a fit of giggles," Will, stop...stop..," She squealed. Buffy looked at this little scene and felt jealousy boil. He always gave more attention to Dawn now, and the fact he said she was too skinny made her mad.
William looked over at Buffy and saw she was just staring at her beverage. He stopped going after Dawn and waved his hands in front of her face, " Buffy, luv?" She looked up, startled out of her thoughts and answered, " Fine, perioxide boy."
He knew she wasn't "fine". She was mad at something. She must be jealous. He grinned , " Aww, love...don't worry..." He got out of his seat and started poking at her sides.
She began to giggle, then she broke out laughing. William poked convulsevly at her ribs, all the while grinning.
Meanwhile, Dawn rolled her eyes and headed to her room, with the mug of hot chocholate. Joyce was in the livingroom, the volume all the way up, watching her show.
Buffy couldn't breathe, she was laughing so hard, and trying to gasp for air. He finally stopped, and gave her some time to catch her breath. She looked at him and then smiled, " I hate you!," She said sweetly.
William nodded, " So do I," The were now gazing into eachothers eyes, and everything seemed to stop for both." You have a milk mustache..." Buffy said, not breaking eye contact, " Im going to kiss you now...," He trailed off. " Yuh huh..." Buffy said still looking into his blue piercing eyes.
He leaned in and kissed her hard. She was kissing back the second his lips touched hers and It seemed as he wanted to devour her lips, cause he was pretty close to doing that. He tasted like mint, tabbaco, and a hint of chocholate. She wrapped her arms around his neck and the hot chocholate was forgotten. She gave a small moan and he lifted her up. He backed up and stumbled into the chair.
Joyce was alarmed and asked what was wrong. " Nothing," They both called back, and their lips re united.
William sat down, and ran his hands up her hips. Then She broke away abruptly. Her eyes were wide and shocked, " Oh my god...," She said then got off of him, and ran up stairs. William sighed and ran his fingers through he hair. He then heard footsteps raining down the stairs.
Buffy showed up in front of him,scowling. William rose his eyebrow. She kept her eyes on him, then she swiped up her mug up, "Hot chocholate..." she explained and walked back up stairs.
Spike shook his head, smiling.* What the hell was wrong with her?* he thought. Joyce then came inside the kitchen and asked, " What was all the commotion in here?,"Spike shrugged," Buffy" He said.
" Ah, what is it this time?," She asked, opening the cabinets. " Nothing, you wouldn't understand." He waved off.
" Yes, I would...I was a sixteen year old before," She said, taking out some popcorn. " Really?!,"He asked, sounding astounded, but playing around.
"Yes, in fact I was," She said, playing around, too. William laughed, " Seriously Joyce, you wouldn't understand."
" Fine, Fine...but don't whine to me when you don't understand Buffy.." She said, putting the popcorn in the mocrowave, then heading back out into the livingroom. He sighed, ate the remaining marshmallows, then put his cup in the sink. He said his goodbyes and headed for the Bronze.
***
" Yeah...no...so?...yummy...," Buffy was on the phone with Willow, her best friend, giving her the demanded details to her about the kiss. Somehow, Willow found out by the tone of her voice.
" So he kissed you then you like stopped out?," Willow asked, clearly wanting to know why she break away from the hottie. " Yeah, I did, so..it's not like he's hotter then Angel...," Buffy said, twirling her finger around the cord * That's a lie...Whoa, where did that come from...*
She heard Willow cough loudly , " Yea...sure...he's not that hott...IF YOU'RE BLIND!,"
Buffy sighed, " Okay, he is hott...but..," She tried explaining, but failed. " Mmmm Hmmm...Com'on; the flirting, the UST, the once in a while smoochies, The sexual tention is so strong, that if I lit a match, the whole place would explode!," Willow said in one breath. Buffy raised her eyebrows at that, " So?" she countered.
" Lets just drop the conversation," Willow sighed. " I'm droppin'," Buffy said.
" Oh yeah, The real reason why I called was that Xander , Anya, and I wanted to go to the Bronze, wanna come with?," She asked.
" Sure, need to get the groovy-ness on," Buffy said, going to her closet to pick her clothes. " Okay, Be there in an hour."
" K," Buffy said, clinking the off button.
" What to wear, What to wear..." Buffy contimplated, looking at her clothes..." Ah ha..Sexy..." Buffy said pulling it out and placing it on the bed...
*** HOUR LATER
William sat at the bar, pleading the guy to let him have a drink, " Com'on mate, It won't kill you!," He brived.
" But it will get me fired or in jail." The guy retorted, tuning on his heel. " Faggot..." William mumble under his breath. He looked up and saw Xander, Anya, and Willow walk in.
*Guess Buffy's not with.* He thought getting up to join them. Xander and him had gotten along after Buffy started-well almost started dating-Angel. They found out they had not a lot in common- but enough to get along.
" 'Ey, all." He said, trailing behind Willow. The turned around and nodded at him. * What the hell was that about* He wondered, then forgot about it. The sat down at the usaul area, and it was silent. " Hey guys, I brought An- -What are YOU doing here?!," Buffy hissed. She saw them at the table, but didn't expect or want to see William.
" I reckon the same thing why you're here." He looked at her, The saw Angel and rolled his eyes, " Well, well, well...the magnificent poofster is here!" He said, clapping. Xander chuckled and earned an elbow from both Anya and Willow, " OW," he screamed in pain. The two girls just smiled. Then Willow faked like she was lighting a lighter, " BOOM!," she said, pointing at Buffy and Will. Anya nodded, " Yeah, they need to screw already." Willow affirmed with a nod herself.
" Hes not...a...whatever you called him!," Buffy yelled. " Sure..." William said rolling his eyes. " Arrgghh...why are you even here, you know no one likes you anyways, your just an annoying, bleached asshole who can't make any friends!," William looked down, the got up and stalked off somewhere.
" Ouch," All four, including Angel, said. " He deserved it...Wanna dance Angel?," She asked, turning from bitchy to sweet in a mere second.
She grabbed him and pulled him to the dance floor.
While they were dancing, William drank from his flask, watching them. He found the flask in the duster when he sat down. He tried to drown the stinging feeling in his chest at the dancing couple.
***
" Yes, Mr. Giles...she's at the Bronze...Im pretty sure William followed." Joyce told his worried father.
" Oh, yes...good then, Them two used to be best of friends...what in the world went wrong?," Giles asked.
" I don't know, but they are aguing constanly, and throwing insults. Today William said that I wouldn't understand something,"
" Ah, yes...He's like that...saying that I don't understand," Giles said drinking the coffee she had fixed for him. " Yes, Buffy says the same exact thing." Joyce laughed.
" We do get it..." They said in unison. The both laughed akwardly, then resumed drinking in silence.
TBC-
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Rating- R
Chappy Two-
The three kids came down the stairs, not look at each other, possibly ignoring one another. William plopped down in the chair and waited for the hot chocholate.
Buffy sat across from him, her head down, but once in a while she'd look up and glare at William. When William caught her he smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. Buffy kicked him under the table hard, " Ow!," Spike yelped, jumping in his seat.
" S'what you get!," Buffy said, smirking evily. While the two were arguing, Dawn asked her mother," Flirting?," Joyce nodded, " Flirting," she affirmed.
Both William and Buffy stopped, " WE ARE NOT FLIRTING!," They yelled together. Dawn and Joyce rolled their eyes and Dawn helped with the hot chocholate.
" Why do you think we are flirting, This is William, a blonde peroxide freak," Buffy said grabbing her cup.
" And Buffy, she just toooo skinny for the like of me...," William said, snatching his cup from Dawn. He looked in to make sure there was marshmallows and Smiled . Dawn stuck her tongue out a him, and William chuckled.
He took a sip, then placed his cup down and grabbed her, then started tickling her. She bursted into a fit of giggles," Will, stop...stop..," She squealed. Buffy looked at this little scene and felt jealousy boil. He always gave more attention to Dawn now, and the fact he said she was too skinny made her mad.
William looked over at Buffy and saw she was just staring at her beverage. He stopped going after Dawn and waved his hands in front of her face, " Buffy, luv?" She looked up, startled out of her thoughts and answered, " Fine, perioxide boy."
He knew she wasn't "fine". She was mad at something. She must be jealous. He grinned , " Aww, love...don't worry..." He got out of his seat and started poking at her sides.
She began to giggle, then she broke out laughing. William poked convulsevly at her ribs, all the while grinning.
Meanwhile, Dawn rolled her eyes and headed to her room, with the mug of hot chocholate. Joyce was in the livingroom, the volume all the way up, watching her show.
Buffy couldn't breathe, she was laughing so hard, and trying to gasp for air. He finally stopped, and gave her some time to catch her breath. She looked at him and then smiled, " I hate you!," She said sweetly.
William nodded, " So do I," The were now gazing into eachothers eyes, and everything seemed to stop for both." You have a milk mustache..." Buffy said, not breaking eye contact, " Im going to kiss you now...," He trailed off. " Yuh huh..." Buffy said still looking into his blue piercing eyes.
He leaned in and kissed her hard. She was kissing back the second his lips touched hers and It seemed as he wanted to devour her lips, cause he was pretty close to doing that. He tasted like mint, tabbaco, and a hint of chocholate. She wrapped her arms around his neck and the hot chocholate was forgotten. She gave a small moan and he lifted her up. He backed up and stumbled into the chair.
Joyce was alarmed and asked what was wrong. " Nothing," They both called back, and their lips re united.
William sat down, and ran his hands up her hips. Then She broke away abruptly. Her eyes were wide and shocked, " Oh my god...," She said then got off of him, and ran up stairs. William sighed and ran his fingers through he hair. He then heard footsteps raining down the stairs.
Buffy showed up in front of him,scowling. William rose his eyebrow. She kept her eyes on him, then she swiped up her mug up, "Hot chocholate..." she explained and walked back up stairs.
Spike shook his head, smiling.* What the hell was wrong with her?* he thought. Joyce then came inside the kitchen and asked, " What was all the commotion in here?,"Spike shrugged," Buffy" He said.
" Ah, what is it this time?," She asked, opening the cabinets. " Nothing, you wouldn't understand." He waved off.
" Yes, I would...I was a sixteen year old before," She said, taking out some popcorn. " Really?!,"He asked, sounding astounded, but playing around.
"Yes, in fact I was," She said, playing around, too. William laughed, " Seriously Joyce, you wouldn't understand."
" Fine, Fine...but don't whine to me when you don't understand Buffy.." She said, putting the popcorn in the mocrowave, then heading back out into the livingroom. He sighed, ate the remaining marshmallows, then put his cup in the sink. He said his goodbyes and headed for the Bronze.
***
" Yeah...no...so?...yummy...," Buffy was on the phone with Willow, her best friend, giving her the demanded details to her about the kiss. Somehow, Willow found out by the tone of her voice.
" So he kissed you then you like stopped out?," Willow asked, clearly wanting to know why she break away from the hottie. " Yeah, I did, so..it's not like he's hotter then Angel...," Buffy said, twirling her finger around the cord * That's a lie...Whoa, where did that come from...*
She heard Willow cough loudly , " Yea...sure...he's not that hott...IF YOU'RE BLIND!,"
Buffy sighed, " Okay, he is hott...but..," She tried explaining, but failed. " Mmmm Hmmm...Com'on; the flirting, the UST, the once in a while smoochies, The sexual tention is so strong, that if I lit a match, the whole place would explode!," Willow said in one breath. Buffy raised her eyebrows at that, " So?" she countered.
" Lets just drop the conversation," Willow sighed. " I'm droppin'," Buffy said.
" Oh yeah, The real reason why I called was that Xander , Anya, and I wanted to go to the Bronze, wanna come with?," She asked.
" Sure, need to get the groovy-ness on," Buffy said, going to her closet to pick her clothes. " Okay, Be there in an hour."
" K," Buffy said, clinking the off button.
" What to wear, What to wear..." Buffy contimplated, looking at her clothes..." Ah ha..Sexy..." Buffy said pulling it out and placing it on the bed...
*** HOUR LATER
William sat at the bar, pleading the guy to let him have a drink, " Com'on mate, It won't kill you!," He brived.
" But it will get me fired or in jail." The guy retorted, tuning on his heel. " Faggot..." William mumble under his breath. He looked up and saw Xander, Anya, and Willow walk in.
*Guess Buffy's not with.* He thought getting up to join them. Xander and him had gotten along after Buffy started-well almost started dating-Angel. They found out they had not a lot in common- but enough to get along.
" 'Ey, all." He said, trailing behind Willow. The turned around and nodded at him. * What the hell was that about* He wondered, then forgot about it. The sat down at the usaul area, and it was silent. " Hey guys, I brought An- -What are YOU doing here?!," Buffy hissed. She saw them at the table, but didn't expect or want to see William.
" I reckon the same thing why you're here." He looked at her, The saw Angel and rolled his eyes, " Well, well, well...the magnificent poofster is here!" He said, clapping. Xander chuckled and earned an elbow from both Anya and Willow, " OW," he screamed in pain. The two girls just smiled. Then Willow faked like she was lighting a lighter, " BOOM!," she said, pointing at Buffy and Will. Anya nodded, " Yeah, they need to screw already." Willow affirmed with a nod herself.
" Hes not...a...whatever you called him!," Buffy yelled. " Sure..." William said rolling his eyes. " Arrgghh...why are you even here, you know no one likes you anyways, your just an annoying, bleached asshole who can't make any friends!," William looked down, the got up and stalked off somewhere.
" Ouch," All four, including Angel, said. " He deserved it...Wanna dance Angel?," She asked, turning from bitchy to sweet in a mere second.
She grabbed him and pulled him to the dance floor.
While they were dancing, William drank from his flask, watching them. He found the flask in the duster when he sat down. He tried to drown the stinging feeling in his chest at the dancing couple.
***
" Yes, Mr. Giles...she's at the Bronze...Im pretty sure William followed." Joyce told his worried father.
" Oh, yes...good then, Them two used to be best of friends...what in the world went wrong?," Giles asked.
" I don't know, but they are aguing constanly, and throwing insults. Today William said that I wouldn't understand something,"
" Ah, yes...He's like that...saying that I don't understand," Giles said drinking the coffee she had fixed for him. " Yes, Buffy says the same exact thing." Joyce laughed.
" We do get it..." They said in unison. The both laughed akwardly, then resumed drinking in silence.
TBC-
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