Title: True Love

Summary: AU Buffy goes away for the summer with her family and meets a sweet, nice, local guy William that shows her the town and soon they find themselves in love with each other. But, at the end of the summer, Buffy has to go back home.

Disclaimer: Don't own any of them. Well, actually I do. You know, the people that aren't from BtVS, like Becky. Meh. They belong to Joss :P

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The sound of the doorbell filled the cottage and Buffy jumped off the sofa and ran to the door. Checking herself over in the mirror, she smiled. She wore a simple white miniskirt and a sky blue tank top with her hair back into a messy bun. Opening the door, Will stood there, holding a red rose.

"Hello luv." Will said, handing her the rose. "For you."

"Will, it's beautiful." Buffy said, walking out of the cottage and closing the door behind her. "Where are we going?"

The sun was close to setting and as they walked to the car, the sky was beginning to change colours. Buffy thought sunsets were so romantic, especially since she had met Will.

"I already told you before pet, that is a surprise. But, you trust me right?"

"Of course." Buffy said, sliding into the passenger's seat as Will put the car in drive.

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FLASHBACK

"Angelus, William, where have you gone?"

A younger woman, with brown hair that was put back into a bun, dressed in a maid's outfit walked around the huge house, with marble flooring looking for the two young boys. She was their nanny, and they quite enjoyed playing these little games of hide and seek on her. Cursing under her breath, she opened a door and walked into the room.

"C'mon Will." Angelus said, pulling his little friend out of the closet.

Angelus and William weren't brothers, but cousins. They lived together now, in Angelus' mansion in England with his parents, while William's were off in America. Angelus was a handsome boy at the age of nine, two years older then William. He had amazing hazel eyes and wavy brown hair that was cut just above his ears. A blonde boy popped his spikey haired head out of the closet before allowing himself to be painfully drug out. Instead of brown eyes, this boy bore a set of brightly shining blue ones.

"I'm coming." William said. "We're going to get caught."

"Oh shush up, quit being such a baby." Angelus scolded.

"I'm not a baby!"

"Yes you are. You can't even tie you shoes for heaven's sake. You're a seven year old who cannot tie his shoes. Don't you think that's a bit babyish?"

William lowered his head, ashamed as the two hurried off down the hall. Angelus always had that way about him to make Will feel so hurt. Since they were young, William had always had a secret hatred for his older cousin, always getting him into trouble and punching him. It was quite mean to a seven year old.

FLASHBACK

Angel sat in the chair of his father's study. A book held in his hands, but he did not bother to look down at the page. His mind was elsewhere, set on memories of him and his young cousin. Jealousy filled him as he recalled the times he'd seen William with that beautiful girl, who had introduced herself to him days before, Buffy.

FLASHBACK

Buffy and Spike walked out of his sister's beauty salon hand in hand. Buffy looked up at him lovingly and he planted a kiss on her forehead. Secretly, Angel hid in the shadows, watching the two. Why had his cousin always gotten the girl?

"I love you Will." The blonde beauty gazed up into his blue eyes.

"Love you too."

Angel watched as the two got into the car and sped off. With one quick motion, he was gone as well. He made it his goal to take her away from him, to make her his and to laugh in William's face about it.

FLASHBACK

"Angelus! Angelus get your ass down here!" His mother, Glory yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm coming mom!" He yelled back, placing the book on the desk.

Running down the long hall that seemed never-ending, and down the stairs, he finally reached the room in which his mother stood, the kitchen. She stood there, chopping away at the vegetable that was sprawled out on the board in front of her. She always insisted on doing the cooking, even though they were rich enough to have a cook do it for her. Her blonde hair laid flat against her back and when she turned around, her hazel eyes moved over her son's body.

"Yeah?" Angel asked.

"Angelus, could you please go over to your aunt's parlour and ask her over for dinner tomorrow night? It's your father's birthday and I'm sure they'd appreciate an invite; besides, she is your father's sister."

"Do I have to now?" Angel whined.

"Well, it'd be nice to give them some notice don't you think?" Glory asked. "Now, go on, it won't take up much of your time, just down the street."

"Fine, but I was against this. If anyone asks."

"I don't understand you boy." Glory shook her head. "You two used to be the best of friends, then what? You let one measly girl get in-between you?"

"She was not measly mother! I loved her. William took her away from me, you don't just forgive something like that." Angel said and took off out the door.

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