Title: Summer Love
Author: Nimisha
Rating: PG-15 for swearing
Disclaimer: None of the characters from BtVS or Angel, belong to me in any way, instead only some stupid, freaky minor characters, rather they belong to Joss Whedon, UPN, Fox and probably others too, they are currently being borrowed for some non-money making fun.
Summary: Rewrite of Meteor Garden. Juz the stupid F4 stuff. : þ
Couples: B/A (DUH), S/F, W/O
Timeline: AU
Distribution: Anywhere… juz email me, k?
Dedication: To all B/A fans out there
Feedback: Please? I totally survive on it!! By the way, I would like to thank those who wrote feedback to me. Keep 'em coming in!
And now… responses to feedback…
AR: Well, the scooter before, by those stupid classmates of Buffy. She repaired it herself. (As her family was too poor to send the scooter for repair.)
Jayferr: It's too short? Well, I used to post even shorter on BA_Fluff, a huge B/A fanfic Yahoogroup. I think most BAshippers would know what is it. But, I'm going to try to post regularly…
MidnightNewYear: It is never going to be that easy to change Angelus… She do NOT need to bring him down already, she already stole his heart… (HEHE)
Spiral: Cool! You watched the tv. Series too? I love the plot but I hated their acting, they really do not know how to act at all. (No offense to all Meteor Garden or F4 fans.)
Charisma: Well, it's going to be quite slow. (As in the love scenes…) Though, there will be couples coming out soon…
Caitlin, Kat: Thank you for the encouragement! I will continue to update!
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Buffy glanced at the classroom before biting her lower lip and ran out. Kendra saw that and followed her out. Buffy ran out of the classroom and was halted by a voice. "Buffy..."
Buffy turned and recognized her friend. "Don't worry, I'm fine." she said before running off.
***
Doyle put one hand on the metal bar and started to lift his body up, doing one-armed pull-ups. Angelus and Spike were sitting on the top of the monkey bars. Angelus rolled his eyes," Why do you always like to show off? Oh, look, everyone knows that only one out of all four knows how to do pull-ups on one arm, and that person is the one and only Allan Francis Doyle, right?" he said sarcastically.
Suddenly a voice answered, "Who said I cannot do the pull-ups?" And a can of drink was thrown to Angelus and another to Spike. It was Oz who had answered. "I just thought it's not very elegant to do that. Not only it is a waste of energy, it's boring too." He leaned against the side.
Silence reigned as all four pondered on things.
"Hey, so what do we do now?" Angelus broke the silence.
"Do what now?" Spike asked, confused.
"How to beat that Fluffy, of course." Angelus replied, wearing a I-can't-believe-guys-are-that-stupid expression on his face.
Spike grinned. So Angelus had no plans, which means Buffy was winning. He dared not say this to the other three but he liked the girl and he's um... more on her side... Well, she was beautiful, cute, and had lots of spunk. In a way, Spike felt like she was the younger sister he would never had. He wanted to protect Buffy… even from Angelus.
Spike then smirked secretly to himself. Not like Buffy needed protecting. The person to look out for would be Angelus actually. Spike was not his best friend for nothing -- he could see clearly that Angelus was falling in love with Buffy Anne Summers.
"HELLO?! SPIKE, are you even listening to me?" Angelus demanded.
"No comment." Spike replied breezily.
"No comment again. Doyle, what about you?" Angelus knew Spike would not help so he immediately changed his target.
"I told you that you can't beat her. Give it up, Angel. You lost the bet, A. Admit it and give us the money." Doyle said triumphantly.
"Remember my part too.." Oz added in.
"THIS is not about winning and losing, it's about the reputation of F4." Angelus said. He sounded so much like he was whining… Just when he wanted to say more, someone came.
"Angelus Renaldi, you bastard!" Buffy ran up to them. She noticed the others around him but still continued her tirade. She looked up and started to jump up, trying to get Angelus to get down. Too bad, she was too petite. "Get down this instant. Why did you spread such rumours about me , you son of a bitch! I didn't go to abortion clinic to abort babies twice! I'm still a virgin!"
The others heard this and smirked at her. Doyle had gotten down from the bar and was leaning at the other side of Oz. Buffy saw that and used him as her fighting outlet and kicking him in the right leg. It was so painful that Doyle fell down. Buffy then pulled Angelus down on the leg, making him fall on the ground with the butt.
"By the way, I know you were hurt, and I sure as hell do not care. I warn you, don't ever get your men to kidnap and knock me out, before bringing me to your house, just so that you can convince you to be your woman. DREAM ON!"
That made the grins on Spike and Oz even larger as they started to stifle their laughter. Buffy glared at Angelus one last time before running away.
Spike got down to his knees and sat beside Angelus. "You all right? Did you really try to buy Buffy?"
Angelus ignored his words and the trio's laughter like he was in a daze. He was muttering, "She came especially to tell me she's a virgin, does that mean that she..." he looked at her disappearing form in an astonished wonder while Spike followed his gaze and rolled his eyes. He felt a surge of protectiveness towards Buffy. Geez... Angelus was really dense sometimes...
Oz laughed. "In your recurring dreams, Angel."
***
Buffy stomped into the classroom when she heard someone talking, "How can they do that? Writing this kind of thing is simply so wrong and horrible of them!"
"Yeah, I mean, this kind of act is so shameful. They must be so shameless to actually have guts to write this, and incriminate such an innocent student!" someone else answered as Buffy walked in. The two people were cleaning the blackboard when they noticed her walking in. "Uh.. Buffy."
It was actually Darla and Drusilla. (A/N: Surprise, surprise!)
"Uh.. well, we came in this morning to find these words on the board, it was really shocking." Drusilla explained awkwardly.
"Yea. You know, we're all girls. It must be horrible to hear these awful rumours about yourself. If I were you, I would have cried to death." Darla said.
"You're not strong like Buffy. Don't you think that the strength she had is very beautiful?" Drusilla smiled.
Darla nodded fervently. "Buffy, we believed that you're not that kind of girl."
Buffy blushed. "Thank You."
Darla and Drusilla smiled at her.
~~~
Buffy, Darla and Drusilla were walking down on the road to the carpark. Buffy was walking in between the two taller girls.
"Isn't this the direction to the cafeteria? So you walked this way home everyday." Darla said.
"My scooter is over there." Buffy answered. "By the way, I thought your cars were stopped at the other side?"
"Never mind. We're good friends now, so we don't mind accompanying you to your scooter."
"And we could also talk to you." Darla continued.
"Oh, I forgot, there's a party tomorrow evening, if you're free, why don't you go with us?"
"Um... no thanks, I don't have dresses for those parties." Buffy declined.
"No, anything should be fine. It's not really a very great party. Just those kind that were fun."
"Yup, just wear casually, should be fine. And the entrance fee should be $100 only."
"$100?! uh.. no thanks." Buffy quickly walked away.
"Don't be such a wet blanket. I'll pay for you." Darla and Drusilla quickly walked to catch up with her.
"But..."
"We won't take no for an answer, ok? It will be held tomorrow 6p.m. at the Les Boissons, okay? Remember to wear casually with a red scarf, okay? It's one of those cowboy parties, where everyone wear jeans and cowboy hats, you know?"
***
"Wow! They actually invited you to go with them?" Willow asked Buffy who was mopping the floor. "I heard that the place is a very luxurious private club. Your school's students are really different from mine, you know?"
"They were the one who were different. I'm not. The entrance fee alone is $100, that's half of what I'm earning per month here. I'm really different from them. Also, Darla and Drusilla gave me the shivers. They were so mean to me before, making cutting remarks and now they were so nice to me all of a sudden. I mean, they even offered to pay the entrance fee."
"Maybe they only want to befriend you, Buffy."
"Uh-uh. I don't think so. They were simply too sweet. Something is up, I'm sure of it. There must be some catch in here."
Willow pondered about it while Buffy was moping. "Oh oh! I got it! They told you to dress casually. They must be waiting to make a fool out of you. Those parties would not admit people who dressed casually, I think, especially at Les Boissons. It's also an evening party, so you shouldn't be wearing jeans. I'm sure I'm correct!" Willow said excitedly.
Buffy frowned as she considered Willow's words. "Actually, you know what? You could be right." she said slowly.
The more I think of Will's words, the more I felt that she was right.
"Then, you should turned the tables on them, Buffy!" Willow answered excitedly.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute and let's think carefully before planning." Buffy said as she walked back to the counter after washing her hands.
"I think I could be a little too paranoid or something, you know, Will...Will? Earth to Will? Earth to Will?" Buffy asked when she noticed her friend's attention straying to somewhere else. She was staring dreamily at someone outside.
She turned back to Buffy. "Hey, hey, look! There are two hot hunks right outside the shop!"
Buffy turned her head at the direction where Willow is pointing… and groaned.
Spike was peering inside while Doyle was talking to him. "Hey, pal, what are you looking at?"
Spike ignored him and pushed open the door. He came in, his eyes all the while on the cakes while Doyle went in after him.
"Welcome to Eden's Garden." Willow greeted them. Doyle smiled and shook his head at Spike when he saw Buffy standing there.
"Buffy?" Doyle asked, amused. Spike also tore his eyes away. When he saw Buffy, he grinned at her. Buffy gave him a little warm smile.
"It's really you, Buffy. What are you doing here?"
"I work here." Buffy answered coldly. Willow looked confused and started to pull at Buffy's sleeve.
"Working? What a hardworking girl... oops, wrong... I mean, you should be a hardworking virgin." Doyle teased.
"Doyle..." Spike said warningly.
"Okay, okay..." Doyle surrendered.
"You must be legendary F4, right? I know you guys, Buffy told me. I'm Willow Rosenberg, her best friend."
"I'm Allan Francis Doyle and that's Spike McGillian." Doyle grinned.
"So what do you guys want?" Buffy asked.
"Uh... nothing, we're outta here..."
"Wait." Spike pointed to a slice of cake on display. "That cake please?"
"Which one?" Willow walked to the refrigerator to take the one he pointed out.
"Okay, so you've got it, you've paid the money and you...?" Buffy raised her eyebrows.
"Go... that's right, go. Spike, let's go." Doyle said pointedly.
Spike flashed a grin at Buffy and Willow. "See you around, pet."
After they were gone, Willow laid her head on the table. "Wow... they are real hotties."
"Is that all you think about, Will?"
"Nope, so tell me about the other two, are they as hot as Spike and Doyle? Or are they more gorgeous?" Willow asked eagerly.
Buffy said nothing but just groaned helplessly and thumped her head on the tabletop while Willow was blabbering away.
***
Drusilla and Darla walked into the party together. Darla was wearing a purple evening gown with long sleeves while Drusilla was in her green velvet dress. Darla looked around the party as they started to mingle with the guests.
"I wonder if that Buffy is here already." she told Drusilla.
Drusilla laughed. "When she comes, there will be an interesting show. Good idea you had, Darla. After this time, she'll never dare to show up in school. Most of our schoolmates are here, even F4, someone is bound to recognize her."
"I hope she will dress up more like a slut than casually. That would further prove what we wrote of the board was true." Darla smirked.
~~~
Buffy stood nervously at the entrance.
You can do it, Buffy!
Buffy pushed open the door and walked in. She sighed in relief. She was correct; Darla and Dru had lied.
Good thing I had some of those dresses.
Buffy looked simply ravishing. She wore a black cocktail dress which was perfect and accented her curves. Her wealthy aunt had given it to her just a few months ago. Her hair was not done, just simply let down, it looked like threads of gold, all shades of gold, free and beautiful. Her face had no makeup except a little powder as Buffy decided to go au natural. Even without makeup or anything, she looked like a goddess. Simply flawless.
When she walked in, a lot of men turned their heads when they saw her while the women looked at her jealously. She walked up gracefully and tapped her finger on a woman's shoulder.
Darla turned with Drusilla when she felt a finger tap on her shoulder. She was wearing a fake smile when she suddenly saw a hardly recognizable girl in front of her. Drusilla was confused, who was that strange girl?
"Hello, thanks for inviting me." Buffy smiled.
When Darla and Drusilla heard that familiar voice, they frowned. "Who are..." they said simultaneously when realization hit them together. They widened their eyes as horror struck them.
"Bu..Buff..."
"Buffy?" someone asked.
Buffy turned to look into a familiar pair of brown eyes.
"Hey, Doyle."
"Why are you here?" Doyle asked, grinning.
"Darla and Drusilla here, were very kind to invite me here." Buffy winked.
"You're... you're... late." Drusilla managed to get something out.
"I'm sorry." Buffy said, though not sounding sorry at all. Doyle was still grinning. "So would you like to dance, Miss?"
"Sure. I'll come back later, girls." Buffy waltzed off.
***
Ok… so, it's the end of this part. Angelus was on his butt, poor him. And Doyle, kicked in the shins… HAHAz.. PLEASE REVIEW!
