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Summary: It's 7 years after Season 6. Buffy's no longer the slayer and Spike has never come back. Sorry not so good with summaries.
Author Notes: It would be great if you could feedback me. It's my very first fanfic so please be nice and thank you to those who have given me feedback. They give me the motivation to continue my story. Sorry about the conversation parts, I'm not so good with that yet. I tried my best though to make this chapter a little longer.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except maybe a few original characters but they're pretty easy to spot.
Chapter Five
Meanwhile on the other part of town a few hours later.
"Hey Buff, how are you?" Willow Rosenberg asked as se entered the gallery.
"I'm okay, in fact I'm better than okay. Will. I met a guy"
"A Guy? Hmmm. well I see why this would be such a big deal after all since you come from a convent you have never met any other guys."
"Very funny Will, you know what I mean."
"I know and this is good I mean how long can you wait till you know who comes back. he could be dead. I'm really happy for you finally moving on and all, it's not good to live in the past you know."
"Oh come on Will, talk about living in the past, have you even met anyone new after Tara?"
"No but that's cause I'm busy and all. It's not so easy running a bookstore and being in New York all alone, it's not so safe what with all the muggings and stuff."
"Oh come on Will, first of all you're a witch and a powerful one I might add and secondly you have seen and been in far more dangers when we were in Sunnydale fighting vampires and other creatures of the night."
"I know, it's just. let's just talk about something else; So tell me about this guy you met, what's his name, how'd you meet, what does he do."
"Slow down Will. Okay, his name is Kent Clarkson we met and we bumped into each other on the street with me spilling my food all over him and come to think of it I have exactly no idea what he does for a living."
"And."
"And what?"
"What does he look like,duh, looks may not be everything but they do count."
"He looks.perfect."
"Perfect?"
"Okay almost perfect. I invited him to the opening of the gallery so if he comes you'll be able to meet him."
"Great, he must be something special to make you forget. Anyway are you almost done here we gotta go and meet Dawn for dinner at Rey Al's diner."
"Yup, let me just change into something cleaner and we can go."
"Okay so I've been patient the whole day trying not to stare at the dried bits of food on your shirt, so now will you please tell me what happened." Spike asked.
"It's wrong to beg Spike." Kent said with a wry smile remembering the memorable events that morning.
"Oh come on who's this mystery girl?"
"I don't want to tell you."
"Why bloody not?"
"Because I haven't even gone out with her and I don't want to jinx it."
"I don't get how you Yanks got the bloody concept about that whole telling thing is a jinx. All I want to know is who she is man, I don't think that if you tell me her name that something bad will happen."
"You never know now will you shut up and get back to work, we still have million of things to do before the opening especially since the investors wanted us to move our opening a week earlier."
"I still don't get why we have to move it for them"
"Because Spike as I've said before they their Chinese and they have this whole Feng Shui thing and they say that the good luck day is next week and next next week is very bad luck and since their our investors we better just agree before they decide to pull out."
A little later that night..
Ring, ring...... "Hello?" a very sleepy Buffy answered
"Um hello, may I speak to Buffy Summers?"
" Speaking."
"Oh good it's the right number. Hi it's me Kent. Sorry for calling so late did I wake you?"
"No not really it's okay, I'm glad that you called."
"You are?"
"Yeah. I honestly thought you might not want to ever see me much less speak to me ever again after what happened this morning."
"What happened? If you mean the food incident I told you it was okay so don't you dare apologize again."
"Okay."
"Okay? Good. Now you might be wondering why I called well it's about our date. I have to cancel it."
"Oh. um well I yeah."
"I'm really sorry, It's just that the opening of the restaurant I own has been moved to next week and I'll be really busy this week."
"Oh, I understand. So you're opening a restaurant. I finally know what you do.."
"Yeah well, to replace our cancelled date let me make it up to you by making another one. Would you like to go with me to the restaurant's opening?"
"I'd love to."
"Okay, so it's next Friday and I'll pick you up just if you just give me your address." "Just pick me up at the gallery. I'll be there the whole day anyway."
"Okay great I'll be there at seven. See You then."
"See You, goodnight."
"Goodnight."
Summary: It's 7 years after Season 6. Buffy's no longer the slayer and Spike has never come back. Sorry not so good with summaries.
Author Notes: It would be great if you could feedback me. It's my very first fanfic so please be nice and thank you to those who have given me feedback. They give me the motivation to continue my story. Sorry about the conversation parts, I'm not so good with that yet. I tried my best though to make this chapter a little longer.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except maybe a few original characters but they're pretty easy to spot.
Chapter Five
Meanwhile on the other part of town a few hours later.
"Hey Buff, how are you?" Willow Rosenberg asked as se entered the gallery.
"I'm okay, in fact I'm better than okay. Will. I met a guy"
"A Guy? Hmmm. well I see why this would be such a big deal after all since you come from a convent you have never met any other guys."
"Very funny Will, you know what I mean."
"I know and this is good I mean how long can you wait till you know who comes back. he could be dead. I'm really happy for you finally moving on and all, it's not good to live in the past you know."
"Oh come on Will, talk about living in the past, have you even met anyone new after Tara?"
"No but that's cause I'm busy and all. It's not so easy running a bookstore and being in New York all alone, it's not so safe what with all the muggings and stuff."
"Oh come on Will, first of all you're a witch and a powerful one I might add and secondly you have seen and been in far more dangers when we were in Sunnydale fighting vampires and other creatures of the night."
"I know, it's just. let's just talk about something else; So tell me about this guy you met, what's his name, how'd you meet, what does he do."
"Slow down Will. Okay, his name is Kent Clarkson we met and we bumped into each other on the street with me spilling my food all over him and come to think of it I have exactly no idea what he does for a living."
"And."
"And what?"
"What does he look like,duh, looks may not be everything but they do count."
"He looks.perfect."
"Perfect?"
"Okay almost perfect. I invited him to the opening of the gallery so if he comes you'll be able to meet him."
"Great, he must be something special to make you forget. Anyway are you almost done here we gotta go and meet Dawn for dinner at Rey Al's diner."
"Yup, let me just change into something cleaner and we can go."
"Okay so I've been patient the whole day trying not to stare at the dried bits of food on your shirt, so now will you please tell me what happened." Spike asked.
"It's wrong to beg Spike." Kent said with a wry smile remembering the memorable events that morning.
"Oh come on who's this mystery girl?"
"I don't want to tell you."
"Why bloody not?"
"Because I haven't even gone out with her and I don't want to jinx it."
"I don't get how you Yanks got the bloody concept about that whole telling thing is a jinx. All I want to know is who she is man, I don't think that if you tell me her name that something bad will happen."
"You never know now will you shut up and get back to work, we still have million of things to do before the opening especially since the investors wanted us to move our opening a week earlier."
"I still don't get why we have to move it for them"
"Because Spike as I've said before they their Chinese and they have this whole Feng Shui thing and they say that the good luck day is next week and next next week is very bad luck and since their our investors we better just agree before they decide to pull out."
A little later that night..
Ring, ring...... "Hello?" a very sleepy Buffy answered
"Um hello, may I speak to Buffy Summers?"
" Speaking."
"Oh good it's the right number. Hi it's me Kent. Sorry for calling so late did I wake you?"
"No not really it's okay, I'm glad that you called."
"You are?"
"Yeah. I honestly thought you might not want to ever see me much less speak to me ever again after what happened this morning."
"What happened? If you mean the food incident I told you it was okay so don't you dare apologize again."
"Okay."
"Okay? Good. Now you might be wondering why I called well it's about our date. I have to cancel it."
"Oh. um well I yeah."
"I'm really sorry, It's just that the opening of the restaurant I own has been moved to next week and I'll be really busy this week."
"Oh, I understand. So you're opening a restaurant. I finally know what you do.."
"Yeah well, to replace our cancelled date let me make it up to you by making another one. Would you like to go with me to the restaurant's opening?"
"I'd love to."
"Okay, so it's next Friday and I'll pick you up just if you just give me your address." "Just pick me up at the gallery. I'll be there the whole day anyway."
"Okay great I'll be there at seven. See You then."
"See You, goodnight."
"Goodnight."