Part 6
The door that was to Angel's room opened slowly.
Buffy and Angel stood in the door way cautiously; Buffy held the stake with her right hand, ready to strike, while she pushed the door open with her left. Angel was next to her, the sword gripped in his hands like a baseball bat.
"Here vampire," Buffy called out into the dark room opened slowly.
Angel stepped in first, signaling Buffy to stay behind him. They walked slowly into the room, there eyes grazing Angel's suite.
"I-I think it's safe," Angel softly said to Buffy over his shoulder, his sword still raised.
"Yeah," Buffy agreed as they stopped in their tracks, lowering their weapons, "All clear."
She walked over to the wall with the light switch and flipped it on, lighting the room dimly. She moved over to where Angel was sitting on the edge of the bed and plopped down next to him with a sigh.
"You know when this is all over, I'm gonna need a drink of the alcoholic persuasion," commented Angel.
"Huh," Buffy gave a little chuckle and a grin spread on her face, "Vampires. who knew?"
Buffy and Angel held each others gaze as her hazel, sometimes blue, eyes met connected with his mahogany ones. Angel was the one that broke the connection.
"Um. Sorry for acting so. womanish," he apologized for his behavior when this all began. He sheepishly looked at the ground, fiddling with the sword between his legs, tapping the sharp point on the dark colored carpet.
The corners of Buffy's mouth were tugged up slightly. She thought it was so cute, the way he was acting.
She reached her hand out and started rubbing his large, slouched back soothingly.
"No. I didn't think that you acted that way. You're not womanish," then her hand moved to his biceps and started to feel and squeeze it, "Not womanish at all."
She kept her hand on his arm and turned her head away from him, mouthing "Oh my God," in amazement. She quickly turned her head back and shot a bright smile when she felt his body shift.
He gave her a thankful half-smile, "You're very sweet."
They sat there smiling at each other, Buffy's hand still on his biceps.
After a few moments, Buffy finally removed her hand. Her blood was pumping fast through her veins. Angel's ears perked up when he heard a faint beating sound, and oddly enough his mouth watered.
"Geez," Buffy breathed, "What is it about danger that makes your blood just."
In Angel's head her voice faded away. Angel tried really hard to listen, he did, but her neck looked so. appealing. Her jugular vein seemed to be taunting him, screaming for him to bite into her and taste her blood. He felt his face shift and his teeth elongated.
Before Buffy could ever see him in demon form, he changed back into his regular, human face when she looked at him. Concern and confusion crossed her face when she saw his wide eyes and the panicked look on his.
"What's wrong?" she asked, reaching out to place on his cheek.
As her hand almost made contact with his skin, Angel jumped up and said quickly, "Nothing. Excuse me."
He dashed into the bathroom, leaving a confused and kind of hurt Buffy behind.
When Angel took a look at the mirror, he was startled to have nothing to stare back at him. He stumbled back into the bedroom and said to Buffy, panicked, "I'm invisible!"
Buffy's eyebrows furrowed and she shook her head, "No you're not."
After a beat, Angel said in a calmer tone, "Oh. Excuse me."
He rushed back into the bathroom again and closed the door. Again, when he stared into the mirror, there was no reflection.
He shifted into his game face like he did before and felt his bumpy forehead and the pointy fangs. Returning back to his regular face, he started to alternately change from vamped out to regular, over and over, faster and faster. He made small grunting noises and breathed hard to try to calm himself.
'Oh God, I'm the vampire demon. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.' Angel chanted in his head.
There was a soft knock on the bathroom door, causing Angel to stop his mind-ramble.
Buffy's voice was muffled through the door as she asked, "Liam? What's going on?"
'Oh God Joan. Just when there was a strong attraction. Now she's gonna.'
"Uh, I'm almost finished," he called back through the door, then he mumbled to himself, "I'm the vampire. They're gonna kill me."
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