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!

Jayferr: Note to all, I had stopped posting because the server was down on Tuesday night and the Sept. 11 thing… It could be shorter than what you're usually reading... sorry…

AR: Please do not repeat sending your reviews? But thanks anyway! It doesn't matter if it's one-word, one-sentence, one-paragraph or one essay, you gave a review, I'm satisfied.

Caitlin: Don't we all hate it when the authors did not continue to update the stories you wanted to read regularly?

Kat: uh… I must say something… there is no mythology or demonology in here. Buffy is NOT the slayer, and the others are not vampires or demons…

Niki: Tara? Nope… Even though she is one of my favourite characters, she is NOT going to be in the this story… (unless you guys want me to have a sequel) But you got lucky… Darla slapping? I can't fulfill your dreams… And YAY, B/A!

VP: Thank you! I love your review. More with the B/A? A little here… and none for the next few.. I think L

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Buffy grinned as she went out of the front door. A cold blast of air hit her and she smiled, breathing in the air.

"Wow, I feel great." she said to herself as she started to walk home. Before she could even take a step forward, a hand on her arm pulled her to an alley.

"Who the...?" Buffy said, startled, before encountering a pair of brown eyes. "Oh, it's you." she relaxed.

"Great act you pulled off just now." Angelus grinned.

"Just wanted to get my revenge, as the saying goes 'Revenge is sweet'." Buffy grinned at him too.

"Well, I must say I'm really impressed, Miss Summers."

"Thank you." Buffy curtsied. "Well, I should be going home now. Goodbye." she said when she checked her watch.

"How do you go home? You driving?" Angelus asked, trying to make the little, sweet-smelling bundle stay in his arms a little longer.

"Oh no, I am walking home."

"You are going to walk?" Angelus asked, shock evident on his face.

"My dear young master, don't look so shocked, of course I walk home." Buffy teased.

"Well, then, I'll drive you home." Angelus said with a finality that demanded no protests.

"I don't…" she silenced at the look from Angelus.

"If it is convenient for you." Buffy shrugged, although she was very happy inside.

Angelus took her hand and led her out of the alley, and to the carpark. They walked to his convertible and got in. Buffy shivered, it was getting colder. Angelus noticed that and gave her the leather jacket he was wearing. "Wear it."

"Thanks." Buffy smiled shyly. She looked so beautiful when she smiled that Angelus forgot to breathe for a moment. He quickly averted his eyes and concentrated on starting the engine. "So where do you live?"

~~~

"Thanks for the ride." Buffy said.

"No, it's all right." Angelus said. Then, silence fell on them, as they stood there staring into each other's eyes.

"Um... well, I should go in now." Buffy said as she broke the silence.

"Um... yea, you should, I have to go too." Angelus replied awkwardly.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Angelus said and he turned to walk off reluctantly.

Buffy stopped herself. He was really being nice to you today…

"Wait!" Buffy cried, halting Angelus. He stopped and turned in surprise to see Buffy running to him. She kissed him on his right cheek.

"Thanks for the dance. Goodnight." she whispered shyly, turning red and left. Angelus just stared at her running form in surprise. After she got it, then he recovered. He touched his right cheek lightly and smiled happily before turning to get into his car.

***

A picture of a young brunette of about twenty-two was shown. She was really beautiful with waist-length dark brown hair and chocolate eyes. She looked angelic with a little smile on her lips. It was actually an advertisement of the Japan airlines at the window of a closed shop. Someone was staring at it. It was actually Spike.

He took out his handphone and went to read the SMS again. "I'm coming home. -F"

Faith is finally coming home.

Spike smiled. It was unlike his usual smiles, and he looked really handsome when he smiled. He skipped down the corridor before breaking into a run.

~~~

Buffy ran into the rooftop happily. She did not know why, but she was in a really good mood today. She stopped in confusion when she saw the door to the rooftop access was opened.

Weird, why is the door opened? Must be Spike.

She walked out to the balcony and saw Spike.

"Morning!" she said brightly.

Spike who was sitting on the bar of the balcony dangerously, turned and smiled when he saw whom it was. "Morning!"

Buffy noticed a difference in Spike; he seemed to be happy. "You look happy."

Spike grinned, "You looked happy too." It was obvious. Buffy seemed to be radiating happiness, she was almost glowing.

Buffy smiled. "I had no idea, but I woke up in a good mood today, I guess."

"Do you know the time difference between here and Japan?" he suddenly asked.

"About 14 hours, give or take." Buffy answered smoothly. "Why?"

"Nothing. Just asking."

"Are you waiting for someone to come home from Japan?" Buffy teased.

Spike widened his eyes in reply, and Buffy chuckled. "I was right. Must be someone special. Girlfriend?"

"Uh... uh... not really." Spike stuttered.

"Faith Halliwell, maybe?" Buffy suggested.

Spike opened his mouth. "How... how... did you know?"

"It's not exactly a secret when you're a member of F4, there were rumours and gossip everywhere." Buffy replied dryly.

"Well, she's coming back." Spike confirmed.

"Or else would you be this happy?" Buffy raised her eyebrows.

Spike blushed and they turned to watch the scenery in companionable silence.

Unbeknownst to them, someone else was watching them. Darla and Drusilla, intent on getting their revenge, had followed Buffy to the rooftop. They had seen Spike and Buffy together on the rooftop and brought a video camera to record it. Both had evil grins on their faces, god knows what evil plan had they hatched...

***

Buffy stood at an empty space. She caught a book that was thrown roughly at her. "What?"

Then, she looked at the cover of the book. "Isn't this one of those expensive magazines that you people like to read? Why are you giving it to me?"

"Open up your dog eyes, Miss Summers." Darla sneered.

"Look at the cover page. Her profile is also inside. Faith Galadriel Halliwell, the only daughter of Halliwell Inc., plays five different instruments, has a sailing license, now studying in Japan and held a few art exhibitions that won international acclaim."

"Wow, she is really good." Buffy was impressed. She had no idea that Spike was in love with such a capable woman. "Okay, so she's really good, so what?"

"The point is, my dear girl, she is coming back soon." Drusilla smirked.

"Yeah, yeah, so she's coming back, what's it got to do with me?"

"She is Spike's love so she is coming home to continue her romance with Spike McGillian."

"Right, I already know that, what's the use of saying it to me?" Buffy asked impatiently.

"You do not deserve to be friends with Spike McGillian. Look at the woman in that magazine, then look at yourself, you're not even worth a strand of her hair." Darla laughed.

"Do you think you have any right to talk to Spike? Or any right to be friends with him? Say it!"

Buffy was silent. She was terribly hurt by what they said. They were correct; Spike was one of the rich, why should a poor girl like her talk to him?

"What's wrong with you, huh? You were usually with a snappy comeback comment, what's wrong with you now, Blondie?" Darla smiled with malice.

"She must be scared silly. I am telling you now, no matter how many times you flirt or act cute, you will never be worthy of F4. You have no rights at all to even look at them. You're not qualified to enter this school, you should never have come here in the first place! Now that you know how we feel about you, get out of our sight immediately!" Drusilla shouted and shoved Buffy.

Shocked by the turn of events that happened so fast, Buffy had no time in defending herself. She felt herself being pushed backwards to the floor when she suddenly hit a body. She turned and gasped.

Darla and Drusilla were so engrossed in tormenting Buffy that they had not noticed that Angelus was behind Buffy. Their faces turned ash-white. "Uh... Angelus."

"Who gave you permission to bring her here?" Angelus asked. "Let me tell you, this woman belongs to me, Angelus Renaldi. Don't you try to touch even a hair on her, the red slip will be in your faces tomorrow."

Buffy narrowed her eyes in anger at the display of his domination over her.

God, this idiot is impossible. Just a few dances and a quick peck on the cheek automatically makes me his woman. He is so DAMN possessive.

Darla and Drusilla smiled apologetically. "Um... sorry." Darla finally choked out the words before they left quickly.

When no one was around, Angelus tenderly placed his hand on Buffy's arm. "It's all right now, don't worry. If I'm here, they won't hurt you." Buffy shook his hand off. "Enough, Angelus. I'm not a toy for you to possess. I'm a human being like you, stop being so dominating, okay?"

"What are you saying? I just saved you." Angelus tried to control his increasing temper.

"By what? Announcing I'm yours? To show people your power?" Buffy lost her temper on Angelus.

"Lose that attitude! I came just to help you."

"I did not beg for your help!" Buffy retorted.

"No one ever dared to use that tone with me."

"That's because everyone is stupid." Buffy shot back.

"What are you talking? Is there anyone in this world who is as perfect as me?" Angelus lost his temper.

"Perfect?" Buffy asked, looking Angelus up and down, trying to force herself to focus on winning the argument instead of focusing on his body. "You're perfect like that? I hate you! I hate your stupidity, I hate your arrogant attitude, I hate everything about you! You have nothing but a huge ego! You're in the kind that is rated the worst in those personality tests, the type that everyone hates! Egotistical, selfish, arrogrant, and cruel! I hate you, I hate you the most!" she said in a huff before leaving.

Angelus stared at her in utter disbelief. He just stood there, wondering.

Is it true? Am I really a person that made everyone hate me? Am I really that hateful?

A confused look was on his face as he wondered about Buffy's words…

***

At the Renaldi mansion...

A few psychology and personalities tests books were lying on the table. Giles himself was holding one too. He peered at the page.

"Faster! Continue, ask the questions quickly!" Angelus said impatiently, wanting to know the result quickly. They were sitting at a table near the swimming pool and Angelus was in his robe. He was propping his head on his elbow and looked really bored.

"Okay, okay. Here it is, young master. Situation A: In a cafe, there is a couple, the boy said to the girl, "You are a _____... there are three choices. One, cute person. Two, difficult person. Three, irritating person. Young master, please choose."

Angelus scowled. "Irritating person. That was so childish."

"Got it." Giles ticked the answer and turned the page. "Next. If your girlfriend and a boy are walking together intimately, what is your reaction? Okay, sir, there are four choices..."

Angelus looked really ticked off now. "If my girlfriend is together with a guy, what the hell are you people doing?"

Giles looked flustered. "We'll be... Sir, please listen to me, this is a question from the book. Moreover, you currently had no girlfriend..." he muttered.

"Hey, does that mean that if I have a girlfriend, you will let her cheat me and be together with another guy?"

"Yes!" Giles nodded without hesitation before realising his mistake and hearing Angelus' "WHAT?!". "Uh... nonono. Please, sir, this is a question from the book, okay?"

Angelus set down his glass and snatched the book from Giles. "What kind of book is this?" before returning to Giles.

"You bought it yourself." Giles muttered to himself again.

Angelus heard him and fixed him a steely glare. "Do you want to die?"

"Uh, no, sir, no. I repeat, if your girlfriend and a boy are walking together intimately, what is your reaction? Okay, there are four choices. One, no feelings. Two, You wanted to know more but was afraid that people will know that you care. Three, admit that you're unable to tolerate it. Four, don't ask. Please answer."

Angelus looked at the book. "I don't want to answer."

"But, sir, you must answer the question."

"Who cares if I don't answer?" Angelus flared up.

"Sir, listen, if you don't answer, we won't be able to get an accurate result."

Angelus finally got irritated. "Two is my answer, satisfied?"

"Answer two which is you wanted to know more, but was afraid that people will know that you care." he said and suddenly shut his mouth at Angelus' glare.

"Did anyone ask you to repeat? Next."

"Okay... What kind of girls attracts you? There are three choices. One, a clean and pretty girl."

"Who will want an ugly and dirty girl? Are you stupid?" Angelus cut in.

Giles sighed. "That's what the book gave as an answer. Since you don't like that choice, choose another answer, sir. Can I continue?" At Angelus' irritated flick of wrist, he continued. "Two, happy-go-lucky and loves freedom. Three, determined and stubborn girl."

"The third one. Calculate the result NOW, as soon as possibly, or you'll be fired immediately."

Giles nodded. He ticked the answer and turned the page for the results. When he started reading it, his eyes became as wide as saucers and he looked up in horror at the information. He licked his dry lips and put the book in his lap.

I would never be so stupid to read this out. Angelus will have my head on a silver platter if I dare to read this out.

"Sir, I think you better fire me. I dare not read this out." Giles said helplessly.

"What is it?" Angelus said and snatched it away to read it. He could almost hear Buffy's voice as he read it.

You're perfect like that? I hate you! I hate your stupidity, I hate your arrogant attitude, I hate everything about you! You have nothing but a huge ego! You're in the kind that is rated the worst in those personality tests, the type that everyone hates! Egotistical, selfish, arrogrant, and cruel! I hate you, I hate you the most?!

All he could hear was Buffy's voice ringing in his ear.

After reading it, Angelus could not bear it anymore. He suddenly tried to tear the book into pieces violently. Giles must have read his mind and stopped him. "Sir, don't be so impatient. There are some suggestions for you behind this page." he said, turning the page.

Angelus nodded obediently and started to read it aloud.

"For you, we suggest that you should change your physical appearance. You should always have a smile on your face at all times..." Angelus read. Giles immediately shook his head. Angelus smiling? That was even harder than catching stars.

"You should also wear more clothes that are cute and lively..." he continued. Giles looked at Angelus up and down. Him, wearing cute clothes? Giles shook his head again. What was that term? Ah yes… so NOT him.

"You should be kind and friendly to others... then it would change your relationships with them." he finished reading.

Giles sighed and shook his head. That would be mission impossible. He looked at the book and Angelus caught him. He immediately looked down, trying to act as if he was waiting for Angelus' orders. Angelus sat there, pouting. He had no idea what to do...

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