Title - Best Friends
Author - Paige
Rating - R
Summary - Buffy and Angel are best friends who grow up next door to each other. When they hit junior high, Buffy gets cool and Angel doesn't. Everything changes when she's called.
Disclaimer - Yeah right.
Distribution - Would make my day. Just ask.
Feedback - Would make the sun shine brighter.
Buffy was staring at Angel wide-eyed as he dressed. Part of it was, admittedly, his body, which she had missed almost as much as his friendship. She was getting incredibly horny just by watching him. The other thing was that little bomb he'd just dropped.
"You're a /what/?!"
"Werewolf," he repeated calmly, taking her spazzing in stride as he dug for a shirt.
Buffy glared at him. "Could you /please/ put some clothes on? I can't concentrate when you're running around naked!"
Angel gave her a slow, sexy smile, and Buffy felt her self melt into a quivering puddle of nearly orgasmic mush. "Really? Maybe I can use that to my advantage at some point."
She folded her arms over her chest and glared. "This is serious, Angel," she snapped. "You're a /werewolf/, and you got it from /Jory/, who just happened to bite /Oz/."
Angel nodded and pulled on a shirt. Buffy felt a momentary twinge of disappointment. Which she steadfastly ignored and concentrated on what he was saying. "I know. I have to go talk to Oz. Like now."
"Why now?" she asked, inwardly disappointed. She didn't want him to leave her right now.
He grinned at her. "Whatever happened to 'this is serious, Angel,'" he mocked. He moved across the room and knelt in front of her. "Because tonight's the full moon," he said seriously. "We're going to change tonight."
Buffy frowned harder. "Tonight? But I wanted you to spend tonight with me!" She blushed. "Oh, God. You probably have a girlfriend, don't you? Some pretty little were with big -"
Angel pressed his lips against hers to keep her from completing that sentence. "I would love to," he said softly, nibbling on her lower lip. "But unless you're incredibly kinky, I don't think it would wash."
Buffy sighed. "But I missed you," she whispered, not wanting to add the she'd been aching for him for every night after she'd left him. But somehow, she thought he understood.
Angel kissed her. "I missed you, too." He rose and started to button up his shirt. "And I love you, but I need to talk to Oz."
Buffy nodded slowly, then pulled him down to her. "Just kiss me again first."
He did.
*
It was Monday before anyone saw either Angel or Oz again. Buffy knew why, and so did Willow. Xander was sulking in his chair, and Giles, Buffy's new Watcher, was shelving books.
They had agreed to meet in the library before school. Angel and Oz had agreed to show up a bit late, so Buffy had time to tell her Watcher that there was someone /else/ who knew her secret identity.
That didn't go over well.
"I can't believe that you were so careless!" Giles snapped at her, slamming a book down on the library table. Both Watcher and Slayer looked up when the library doors swung open, emitting Angel and Oz, who were, as was typical for both of them, silent.
Giles looked up and glared at the new boy. Angel grinned back.
Buffy and Willow exchanged grins. Angel was not about to be brought down by the pissed-off Watcher. He sat down in the chair next to Buffy, and she hesitantly took his hand.
Angel smiled at her and squeezed her hand.
"We're talking about how pissed he is that I told you I'm the Slayer."
"Ah," Angel said quietly, running a hand back through his hair. "I understand that you don't want a lot of people to know, sir, but it was.extenuating circumstances. For her."
Buffy squeezed his hand.
"So this is a.platonic, non-sexual, friendly relationship, right?" Xander said, glaring at the new boy.
Buffy promptly blushed to the roots of her hair - both from Xander's question and Angel's slow grin. "Xander!" she hissed, hearing Angel laugh quietly.
Willow grinned across the table at Buffy, who was still blushing. Oz looked oddly unaffected. Giles was staring wide-eyed at his Slayer. She winced at the expression. Xander was glaring.
Giles cleared his throat and glared at his Slayer. "Right. Buffy, I need you to patrol tonight. /Alone/."
The Slayer rolled her eyes at the curmudgeonly librarian. She raked her hands through his hair and kissed her best friend's cheek. "Until then, I gotta go home and chill with Mom. Sneak out the window later, since I'm grounded." She sighed and pushed herself to her feet. "Later, everybody."
Angel stood. "I gotta go, too. Oz, you comin'?"
The other werewolf nodded. "Yeah." He gave his girlfriend a kiss and headed out the door after his cousin and his cousin's lover.
TBC.
Author - Paige
Rating - R
Summary - Buffy and Angel are best friends who grow up next door to each other. When they hit junior high, Buffy gets cool and Angel doesn't. Everything changes when she's called.
Disclaimer - Yeah right.
Distribution - Would make my day. Just ask.
Feedback - Would make the sun shine brighter.
Buffy was staring at Angel wide-eyed as he dressed. Part of it was, admittedly, his body, which she had missed almost as much as his friendship. She was getting incredibly horny just by watching him. The other thing was that little bomb he'd just dropped.
"You're a /what/?!"
"Werewolf," he repeated calmly, taking her spazzing in stride as he dug for a shirt.
Buffy glared at him. "Could you /please/ put some clothes on? I can't concentrate when you're running around naked!"
Angel gave her a slow, sexy smile, and Buffy felt her self melt into a quivering puddle of nearly orgasmic mush. "Really? Maybe I can use that to my advantage at some point."
She folded her arms over her chest and glared. "This is serious, Angel," she snapped. "You're a /werewolf/, and you got it from /Jory/, who just happened to bite /Oz/."
Angel nodded and pulled on a shirt. Buffy felt a momentary twinge of disappointment. Which she steadfastly ignored and concentrated on what he was saying. "I know. I have to go talk to Oz. Like now."
"Why now?" she asked, inwardly disappointed. She didn't want him to leave her right now.
He grinned at her. "Whatever happened to 'this is serious, Angel,'" he mocked. He moved across the room and knelt in front of her. "Because tonight's the full moon," he said seriously. "We're going to change tonight."
Buffy frowned harder. "Tonight? But I wanted you to spend tonight with me!" She blushed. "Oh, God. You probably have a girlfriend, don't you? Some pretty little were with big -"
Angel pressed his lips against hers to keep her from completing that sentence. "I would love to," he said softly, nibbling on her lower lip. "But unless you're incredibly kinky, I don't think it would wash."
Buffy sighed. "But I missed you," she whispered, not wanting to add the she'd been aching for him for every night after she'd left him. But somehow, she thought he understood.
Angel kissed her. "I missed you, too." He rose and started to button up his shirt. "And I love you, but I need to talk to Oz."
Buffy nodded slowly, then pulled him down to her. "Just kiss me again first."
He did.
*
It was Monday before anyone saw either Angel or Oz again. Buffy knew why, and so did Willow. Xander was sulking in his chair, and Giles, Buffy's new Watcher, was shelving books.
They had agreed to meet in the library before school. Angel and Oz had agreed to show up a bit late, so Buffy had time to tell her Watcher that there was someone /else/ who knew her secret identity.
That didn't go over well.
"I can't believe that you were so careless!" Giles snapped at her, slamming a book down on the library table. Both Watcher and Slayer looked up when the library doors swung open, emitting Angel and Oz, who were, as was typical for both of them, silent.
Giles looked up and glared at the new boy. Angel grinned back.
Buffy and Willow exchanged grins. Angel was not about to be brought down by the pissed-off Watcher. He sat down in the chair next to Buffy, and she hesitantly took his hand.
Angel smiled at her and squeezed her hand.
"We're talking about how pissed he is that I told you I'm the Slayer."
"Ah," Angel said quietly, running a hand back through his hair. "I understand that you don't want a lot of people to know, sir, but it was.extenuating circumstances. For her."
Buffy squeezed his hand.
"So this is a.platonic, non-sexual, friendly relationship, right?" Xander said, glaring at the new boy.
Buffy promptly blushed to the roots of her hair - both from Xander's question and Angel's slow grin. "Xander!" she hissed, hearing Angel laugh quietly.
Willow grinned across the table at Buffy, who was still blushing. Oz looked oddly unaffected. Giles was staring wide-eyed at his Slayer. She winced at the expression. Xander was glaring.
Giles cleared his throat and glared at his Slayer. "Right. Buffy, I need you to patrol tonight. /Alone/."
The Slayer rolled her eyes at the curmudgeonly librarian. She raked her hands through his hair and kissed her best friend's cheek. "Until then, I gotta go home and chill with Mom. Sneak out the window later, since I'm grounded." She sighed and pushed herself to her feet. "Later, everybody."
Angel stood. "I gotta go, too. Oz, you comin'?"
The other werewolf nodded. "Yeah." He gave his girlfriend a kiss and headed out the door after his cousin and his cousin's lover.
TBC.