Monday, Oct. 13, UCLA:

"Kit, are you alright?"
Kitara looked at her best friend.
"Yeah, yeah Nick. I'm good."
"Odd, 'cause you don't look so good."
"Really, Isis, I'm fine. I just didn't get much sleep last night.
That's it."
Both Nick and Isis glanced at Kitara as she let out a massive yawn,
then a wince of pain as she rubbed her back.
The day always passed slowly, but today was that much worse. The
University of Los Angeles always had something going on, and one could
generally expect Kitara Swiftwind to be there. But she...ah...wasn't
up to it. No, not today. Her classes, usually very interesting to the
woman, bored her to near death today.
Isis and Kit had thier fourth class together, Advanced Acting, which
Kit had taken because it was interesting, and Isis had taken because of
the really hot guys who were in the theatre group. While Kit had a
break after the class, Isis had her math class, so this was when they
discussed thier plans for the evening.
"...So, like I was saying. Ryan is throwing a huge party tonight, and
everyone's gonna be there. He told me to invite you, 'cause he never
sees you anymore. Kit...? Kitara!" Isis's voice snapped Kitara out of
her mental foggyness.
"Yeah...yeah...what was that again Isis? Sorry. My mind's been on a
sort of, ah, vacation."
Isis glared dissaprovingly at her friend as Kitara drifted away to her
own little dreamland...again.
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"Ok...Kit. I'll see you later tonight at Ryans' party!"
"Yeah, I'll pick you up, Isis. See you."
Angelus caught these last words as Isis dissapeared around a corner,
leaving Kitara alone to walk to her car.
He was sitting in the shade, lootking through the tinted glass of his
1968 fire-engine red Pontiac GTO convertible. Risking it, Angelus
opened the door and stepped out.
Kitara was only, maybe, twenty feet away, and hadn't noticed the daring
vampire leaning against his car.
Her Firebird's alarm sounded as she disarmed it. Earning a smirk from
the vamp.
That's my Kit. Always playing it safe. Well...not always.
His mind raced back to the events of the night before.
"Hello Kitara."
Kitara jumped at the familiar voice and turned towards the shaded GTO.
What the flock was he doing out in the middle of the day?
"Angel?"
The vampire gave her a disgusted look.
"Nope. It's me, darlin'. For a college girl you sure have a short
memory."
Pure Angelus.
Kitara locked her car again, and proceeded over to the waiting man;
earning an admiring glance from the vampire, on account of her tank top
and new jean skirt with the slit up the front.
"So, um, Angelus, tell me...what the hell are you doing out here in the
middle of the day?"
Angelus laughed and slipped his arm around Kitara's waist, managine to
cop a feel on the way.
"I'm not in the direct sunlight, as you can tell. My eyes are sore,
but I'm not burning up..."
...at least on the outside...
Kitara laughed at the vampire, and slipped her arms around him.
Raising her head, she kissed him long, and passionatly on those cool,
smooth lips. Angelus, not to be one to miss a perfect opporitunity,
shifted his position and grabbed her ass. Both hands.
Kitara shoved him away, pretending to be offended.
"Not here, lover boy. I gotta get back to school. I have work to do
you know."
There goes my lunch break. Oh well.
Angelus sighed, and kissed her again.
"I'll see you at your next break...maybe sooner."
Kitara didn't have time to ask what he meant, because the man slipped
into his car and roared away.
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"Is this all for me?"
"If you can handle it."

"Well then, lets find out, shall we?"....
"Miss Swiftwind, are you alright?" Kitara was jerked back to reality.
"Huh? Oh yes Professor. I-I think I need to see the nurse. I'm really
not feeling well."
Professor Houston nodded and excused the young woman from class.
Kitara was one of his best students, and he didn't mind picking
favorites.
Kit shook her self as she walked out of the classroom. What the devil
was wrong with her?
Devil...Angelus.
Angelus was what was wrong.
She hadn't stopped thinking about him since last night. The way he
touched her, the way he kissed, the way he held her afterwards, the way
he...well. Everything about him was so...intoxicating that she
couldn't stand it any longer.
Kitara was so lost in thought about Angelus, she didn't see him emerge
from the staff room.
"Oh Kitaaaraaa...."
With a speed she didn't know she posessed, Kitara Swiftwind raced to
her lover, embracing him with all her strength.
"Angelus..I...I need.."
"What, Kitara, what do you need." Deep, strong voice. Fire in his
eyes, in his touch.
"I need you. Now."
"That, my dear, can be arranged."
Kissing her with all his fury, he almost dragged Kitara into the empty
staff room and locked the door. The room was dark, but Kitara didn't
need to see. Angelus could see for the both of them, if needed.
This was an exercise in the basic sense of touch.
Angelus ran his hands down her back, over her firm buttocks, and down
her thighs, earning a shiver ond a moan of pleasure for his troubles.
Kitara slid one arm around Angelus's waist to support herself. The
vampire was driving her insane with the way he was touching her. She
turned her head ever so slightly and began to kiss his neck, slowly
kissing and nipping her way back to his mouth.
Lips locked together, Angelus brought his hands forward and began un-
buttoning her skirt, and soon the jean skirt was around her ankles.
Kitara reciprocated and almost ripped off his pants. Her tank top came
next, ripped off at the seams.
"Damnit...I'll buy you another one."
"I have...a...a jacket..."
Releasing her lips, Angelus picked her up and sat her on a desk.
Removing her shoes, Kitara's skirt slid smoothly off her newly bared
feet, and Angelus slowly slid his strong hands up her long legs.
Kitara giggled to herself as he removed her silk panties. She'd never
been so naughty in her life!
Smiling like a true fiend, Angelus placed his hands on Kitara's waist
to hold her down; then, kneeling, began to devour her like the vampire
that he is.
"Oh Angelus..." As one had grabbed his hair and the other stifled a
scream. Angelus licked his lips and stood up.
My turn...
"Come here, Kitara."
The woman stood, her face a flushed red, and slowly approached the
grinning vampire.
Angelus grabbed her and plastered his mouth to hers.
He knew that she was his to do with as he saw fit; he could feel it in
her touch and in the way she surrendered compleatly to his kiss.
Keeping his mouth on hers, Angelus walked her backwards, step by step,
until Kitara was against the desk again.
"Oh Goddess...Angelus..."
Angelus smiled to himself and, relenquishing his kiss, spun Kitara
Swiftwind around. Running his hands over her shoulders, he pressed
himself aginst her back.
"So, Kitara...how was your day?" Kitara shivered as he growled the
phrase into her ear.
"Getting better."
The very anxious vampire laughed and slid his hands around her waist.
Feeling for a good grip, Angelus laughed again as she jumped, trying to
get away from him. She'd never done this before. Angelus could smell
her nervousness and, as arousing as fear was to him, it was going to be
no fun if he couldn't see her every move.
Angelus spun her in his arms and before she could breathe, picked her
up and thrust himself into her waiting grasp.
Kitara almost screamed.
"Go ahead, baby, scream for me. No one can hear you."
God this was almost more than he could bear.
A womans scream as he had her was the ultimate satisfaction for him.
Still buried deep inside her, he again clasped his mouth the hers. In
a swift movement, he had Kitara pinned aginst the wall with her legs
wraped around him, practically screaming despite the kiss.
Kitara Swiftwind had never experienced anything like this before with
Angel; he was always so gentle with her.
This was thrilling beyound her imagination.
Angelus kept her up on the wall, pushing constantly, thrusting ever
harder. The perspiring vampire's head fell backwards as Kitara
screamed, a loud, full-throated window-buster, in that divine intense
moment of sheer pleasure.
Kitara opened her eyes and saw Angelus's head come back up with full
game-face on. Her eyes widened and he sunk his teeth into the salty
flesh of her neck.
The rush of blood.
The ecstasy.
Angelus growled through her blood as he exploded inside her luscious
body with intense power.
Mine. All mine.
Yours, Angelus. All yours.
A gasp.
Angelus drew back. He had almost taken too much.
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Kitara was shaking as she sat in an empty chair, her panties and skirt
back on, as well as her sweater. Angelus watched her out of the corner
of his eye as he, as well, got dressed.
Music.
Coming from Kitara's bag.
Angelus strod across the room and picked up her cell phone, looking at
the caller ID:
Isis Halowell.
Her best friend.
Clearing his throat, Angelus answered.
"Hello?"
Isis, on the other end, was suffering from uber-confusedness. That was
a guy. How dare Kitara date someone without first consulting her! Ugh!
The nerve of some people.
"Hi, can I speak to Kitara? This is her cell phone, ya know."
"I'm afraid Kitara is, ah, indisposed right now, Isis. I don't think
she'll make it to that party tonight."
Isis gaped at the phone. She knew that voice.
"ANGELUS! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH KITARA!?!"
The vamp drew away from the phone, reeling slightly from Isis's scream.
The sound of her friends voice woke Kitara Swiftwind from her haze.
"An...Angelus...let me..." A hand reached for the phone.
He crossed the room and handed her the small Nokia.
"Isis...?"
Isis stopped raving at Kitara's weak voice.
"Kit? Are you ok? Oh my Goddess, did he hurt you? What happened?"
Kitara closed her eyes, fighting to stay awake. Angelus had taken so
much.
"I'm fine, Isis. I'll see if I can make it to the party. Don't worry
about me, Angelus will take me back to the Hyperion."
Isis sighed and said goodbye to Kitara. She put down the phone, and
began to pray.
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Monday, Oct. 13, Hyperion Hotel, 5:45 PM

Wesley, Fred, Gunn, and Lorne stood by the front window of the
Hyperion. Each awaited Kitara's arrival.
She was late from school.
She was never late for anything.
A roaring engine was heard, and suddenly, a fire engine red Pontiac
pulled up in front. Top up. It was barely dusk. Tinted windows.
Vampire.
Angelus.
A tall, dark haired man emerged from the drivers side, soliciting
different reactions from those present.
Wesley's face hardened.
Fred gasped.
Gunn snarled.
And Lorne backed away.
All for the mere presence of this imposing man.
Yet they watched, in rapt silence, as he walked to the passenger side
and helped a girl up from the front seat.
It was Kitara.
She was regaining stamina, but still weak from Angelus's vicious
assault on her blood supply.
Striding boldly to the front door, Angelus opened the glass paneled
door.
"Hello all." A cocky smile.
Angelus crossed with Kitara, walking on her own now.
She silently smiled at everyone, letting them know she was okay.
"If you'd all mind not staking me right now, I have to help her to her
room. Oh and I'd advise you not to bother her. She still has to
shower, nap, and get changed she has a party to be at."
And glancing over his shoulder as they dissapeared into her room;
"And I'm her date."