Authors note: Thanks guys for the support so far...I wasn't really sure on
where this one was going, but I think I'm beginning to suss it out..
here goes..
Chap 4
Willow was the first to greet Buffy the following morning in school. "Hey! How'd things go last night? No evil nasties to be hunting down?" Willow walked next to Buffy both making their way to the library.
"No...There weren't any evil nasties last night Willow. But I did come across that cute guy from The Bronze the other night!" Buffy smiled at her best friend.
"Cute guy? Bronze? Spells danger" Xander stepped in, instantly become over protective of his friend.
"So, what happened!" Willow was too excited to listen to Xander.
"Well I just bumped into him on patrol and he asked if he could walk me home." Buffy winked at Xander.
"And?" Willow begged for more.
"And that was it. He said he'd like to see me around." Buffy swung the library door open and made her way to the big table in the centre.
Willow gave a squeak of excitement; it had been a long time since she had known Buffy to get as interested in a guy.
Giles heard the squeak and followed the noise from his side office to be greeted by his Slayer.
"Hi." He smiled in return. "How was patrol?" The glasses were removed...again.
"Good. Nothing too bad about, a few vamps but that's it." Buffy smiled in return.
"Jolly good. Training. I hope you can make it tonight?" Giles voice became more serious.
"Yes o watcher, I will be there." Buffy answered with mock seriousness. "Sometimes you should really learn to be less stuffy." She stood from her chair and scooped her books up in her arms. "I'll see you later?" She nodded towards the gang and made her way to her lessons.
The Bronze was busy that evening. Buffy walked in casually, after having an amusing training session with her watcher, which ended with her knocking him unconscious.unintentionally of course.
She paced the dance floor in search of her friends when she felt the stare. She couldn't quite work out where it was coming from but it was deep, boring straight into her back. She spun quickly to be met by Cordelia.
"Hey there" Cordelia beamed, Xander stood behind, his arms wrapped loosely around her hips.
"Hey." Buffy wasn't really paying attention as she searched the crowd for the source of the 'Stare'. Eventually she gave in, turning her attention back to her puzzled friends.
He watched from the shadows, stepping in and out of the crowd never taking his gaze away from her. He watched as she talked and laughed with her friends and suddenly found himself drawn to her, drawn to the way she moved, the way she smiled... He wanted to be there, among her companions. But it wasn't to be. Who had heard of a vampire that was attracted, drawn, whatever you wanted to call it, to a human being, an innocent human being with no intent to kill it?
Willow found the source of the stare; the slayer had given in to easily. "Hey Buffy - Think someone wants to see you." Willow smiled.
"What?" Buffy frowned.
"Over there." Willow nodded behind Buffy.
There he stood. His head slightly titled to the side as he watched her, he noticed her stare upon him suddenly and felt uncomfortable. 'Fuck she's seen me'. He tore his gaze from her yet smiled to himself all the same.
She had seen the smile. Buffy couldn't help smiling herself and felt her cheeks suddenly burn up.
"Go to him!" A persistent voice came from behind her.
She turned and smiled at the redhead and made her way over to Angel.
He wore his favourite black shirt and leather pants and of course his long black duster, he couldn't go anywhere without that these days. He saw the small figure approach him and he prepared himself: 'Crap what shall I say! Hi, Hello, hey there.Argh! its too late she's here, please let her talk first.' Before he could think anymore he found himself saying "Hi."
"H-Hey" Buffy averted his gaze, looking downwards till.'OH MY GOD! He's in leather pants!! Don't look at the pants...look up..LOOK UP..'
Angel followed her gaze and watched as her eyes widened at the sight of the leather pants. He chuckled silently to himself and then decided to break the silence.
"How have you been?" He asked
"Good thank you, you? I see you've healed loads since the other night." Buffy looked at where his cut would have been, should have been. 'Wow, how could he have healed that quick!'
"I'm doing great thanks." Angel answered simply
An uncomfortable silence yet again threatened to arise.
"Y-you maybe, wanna dance?" Buffy sheepishly asked, looking out towards the banging dance floor.
"Um, I don't dance." Angel answered, silently kicking himself.
"Oh ok." Buffy's eyes suddenly filled with rejection.
'Crap. What have I done! What can I say, I really want to dance but I'm crap at it!' Angel's face suddenly filled with panic.
Buffy's head began to fill with rejection. 'Why does he do this? Why does he talk to me and let me think he likes me when he actually doesn't.' The other side of Buffy's conscience suddenly kicked in. 'Did you ever stop to think that there could be an actual reason why he don't wanna dance?'
It was Angel's turn to ask something. "You doing anything tomorrow?" He asked calmly.
"No" she answered him 'Patrol, you have to patrol..'
"You want to maybe, come out with me, go get something to eat or something?" Angel questioned. 'You know you can't eat food you idiot!'
"Yeah ok." Buffy smiled up at him, finally staring into his deep eyes. She found herself lost in them, lost in a deep abyss of memories and pain. Everything around her went quite as she stared, unable to tear her own eyes away from his.
Angel stared back, finding it just as hard to pull away from her. She stepped closer to him, so she was only inches away, so close he could smell her vanilla scent. He wanted to kiss her, kiss her now, fuelled on by the moment. Suddenly she moved, the moment was gone.
Buffy looked around her, her senses alert, something was going on. She couldn't quite make out what it was but it was there, burning brightly inside her. She stepped back from Angel and smiled up at him. "I-I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow? Here?"
Angel nodded in response.
"Bye" She almost whispered.
He watched her leave, his heart sank. Couldn't she have stayed longer??
As Buffy had stepped away from Angel the feeling grew less. 'Its moved on' She thought to herself with a sigh.
'I'm Seeing Angel tomorrow, I'm seeing Angel tomorrow...' was all she could think for the rest of the night, she turned back towards her friends, intent on telling them EVERYTHING, she had discussed with Angel, well maybe not the leather pants part..
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here goes..
Chap 4
Willow was the first to greet Buffy the following morning in school. "Hey! How'd things go last night? No evil nasties to be hunting down?" Willow walked next to Buffy both making their way to the library.
"No...There weren't any evil nasties last night Willow. But I did come across that cute guy from The Bronze the other night!" Buffy smiled at her best friend.
"Cute guy? Bronze? Spells danger" Xander stepped in, instantly become over protective of his friend.
"So, what happened!" Willow was too excited to listen to Xander.
"Well I just bumped into him on patrol and he asked if he could walk me home." Buffy winked at Xander.
"And?" Willow begged for more.
"And that was it. He said he'd like to see me around." Buffy swung the library door open and made her way to the big table in the centre.
Willow gave a squeak of excitement; it had been a long time since she had known Buffy to get as interested in a guy.
Giles heard the squeak and followed the noise from his side office to be greeted by his Slayer.
"Hi." He smiled in return. "How was patrol?" The glasses were removed...again.
"Good. Nothing too bad about, a few vamps but that's it." Buffy smiled in return.
"Jolly good. Training. I hope you can make it tonight?" Giles voice became more serious.
"Yes o watcher, I will be there." Buffy answered with mock seriousness. "Sometimes you should really learn to be less stuffy." She stood from her chair and scooped her books up in her arms. "I'll see you later?" She nodded towards the gang and made her way to her lessons.
The Bronze was busy that evening. Buffy walked in casually, after having an amusing training session with her watcher, which ended with her knocking him unconscious.unintentionally of course.
She paced the dance floor in search of her friends when she felt the stare. She couldn't quite work out where it was coming from but it was deep, boring straight into her back. She spun quickly to be met by Cordelia.
"Hey there" Cordelia beamed, Xander stood behind, his arms wrapped loosely around her hips.
"Hey." Buffy wasn't really paying attention as she searched the crowd for the source of the 'Stare'. Eventually she gave in, turning her attention back to her puzzled friends.
He watched from the shadows, stepping in and out of the crowd never taking his gaze away from her. He watched as she talked and laughed with her friends and suddenly found himself drawn to her, drawn to the way she moved, the way she smiled... He wanted to be there, among her companions. But it wasn't to be. Who had heard of a vampire that was attracted, drawn, whatever you wanted to call it, to a human being, an innocent human being with no intent to kill it?
Willow found the source of the stare; the slayer had given in to easily. "Hey Buffy - Think someone wants to see you." Willow smiled.
"What?" Buffy frowned.
"Over there." Willow nodded behind Buffy.
There he stood. His head slightly titled to the side as he watched her, he noticed her stare upon him suddenly and felt uncomfortable. 'Fuck she's seen me'. He tore his gaze from her yet smiled to himself all the same.
She had seen the smile. Buffy couldn't help smiling herself and felt her cheeks suddenly burn up.
"Go to him!" A persistent voice came from behind her.
She turned and smiled at the redhead and made her way over to Angel.
He wore his favourite black shirt and leather pants and of course his long black duster, he couldn't go anywhere without that these days. He saw the small figure approach him and he prepared himself: 'Crap what shall I say! Hi, Hello, hey there.Argh! its too late she's here, please let her talk first.' Before he could think anymore he found himself saying "Hi."
"H-Hey" Buffy averted his gaze, looking downwards till.'OH MY GOD! He's in leather pants!! Don't look at the pants...look up..LOOK UP..'
Angel followed her gaze and watched as her eyes widened at the sight of the leather pants. He chuckled silently to himself and then decided to break the silence.
"How have you been?" He asked
"Good thank you, you? I see you've healed loads since the other night." Buffy looked at where his cut would have been, should have been. 'Wow, how could he have healed that quick!'
"I'm doing great thanks." Angel answered simply
An uncomfortable silence yet again threatened to arise.
"Y-you maybe, wanna dance?" Buffy sheepishly asked, looking out towards the banging dance floor.
"Um, I don't dance." Angel answered, silently kicking himself.
"Oh ok." Buffy's eyes suddenly filled with rejection.
'Crap. What have I done! What can I say, I really want to dance but I'm crap at it!' Angel's face suddenly filled with panic.
Buffy's head began to fill with rejection. 'Why does he do this? Why does he talk to me and let me think he likes me when he actually doesn't.' The other side of Buffy's conscience suddenly kicked in. 'Did you ever stop to think that there could be an actual reason why he don't wanna dance?'
It was Angel's turn to ask something. "You doing anything tomorrow?" He asked calmly.
"No" she answered him 'Patrol, you have to patrol..'
"You want to maybe, come out with me, go get something to eat or something?" Angel questioned. 'You know you can't eat food you idiot!'
"Yeah ok." Buffy smiled up at him, finally staring into his deep eyes. She found herself lost in them, lost in a deep abyss of memories and pain. Everything around her went quite as she stared, unable to tear her own eyes away from his.
Angel stared back, finding it just as hard to pull away from her. She stepped closer to him, so she was only inches away, so close he could smell her vanilla scent. He wanted to kiss her, kiss her now, fuelled on by the moment. Suddenly she moved, the moment was gone.
Buffy looked around her, her senses alert, something was going on. She couldn't quite make out what it was but it was there, burning brightly inside her. She stepped back from Angel and smiled up at him. "I-I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow? Here?"
Angel nodded in response.
"Bye" She almost whispered.
He watched her leave, his heart sank. Couldn't she have stayed longer??
As Buffy had stepped away from Angel the feeling grew less. 'Its moved on' She thought to herself with a sigh.
'I'm Seeing Angel tomorrow, I'm seeing Angel tomorrow...' was all she could think for the rest of the night, she turned back towards her friends, intent on telling them EVERYTHING, she had discussed with Angel, well maybe not the leather pants part..
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