Discalimer: See Chapter one.

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AN: Nothing really, pretty self-explanitory.

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GRADUATION

Buffy turned around in her seat, looking for her tall, dark haired friend. She hadn't seen Angel when graduation had started, and she didn't see him in the crowd. She was starting to wonder if he was even coming at all.

"If he couldn't come, he would have called," Buffy thought to herself. "Right?"

"Congratulations," the speaker concluded. "You did it!"

All around her, shouts of joy rang up and hats flew up into the air. Buffy stood, threw hers, and continued to look for Angel.

Willow grabbed her into a big hug, causing herself to forget about Angel for a moment. Xander, Tara, Faith and Oz joined in. They all started laughing and talking as soon as they pulled away.

"Finally!" Xander yelled, punching the air. "I never thought I'd get out of there!"

"You came a little close to not getting out," Ox agreed.

"Hey," Xander said in defense. "No bad feelings today!"

"Yeah," Tara said. "I'm gonna miss it a little though."

"Not here!" Faith yelled, pointing to herself.. "Hey, huge party at the Bronze! We going?"

"I think I might like that."

"ANGEL!" everyone yelled simultaneously.

Buffy whirled around and found herself facing Angel. She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "I thought you weren't coming!"

"Hey, I wouldn't miss this for the world," Angel said, hugging her back.

"Hey baby," Gunn said, as he, Fred, and Wesley joined the group. He laced his arm around Tara's waist and gave her a soft kiss on the lips before looking up.

"Hey man!" Gunn said to Angel, raising his hand for a high-five. "Whatcha doing here?"

Angel slapped Gunn's hand and replied, "Hey, I had to see my gang. Plus, getting to see my best girl graduate, like I was going to miss that!"

"GUYS!" Faith yelled. "Look, I love Angel as much as the next person, but are we Bronzing or not?"

"We Bronze?" Angel asked, meaning if everyone wanted to go.

"WE BRONZE!" they all yelled.

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Angel and Buffy were dancing closely together, Willow noticed. Oz had to run home before he came to the Bronze. So she waited for him. There was a slow song on right now, and her two favorite people, aside from Oz, were dancing so closely. It was a complete contrast, but it seemed just so right to her.

Then Willow got distracted. Oz walked in.

Buffy looked up at Angel and smiled. She felt so right in his arms. They were only dancing as friends, but she felt some kind of a deeper connection. Maybe it was just her imagination.

As the song continued, they continued to drift closer, until their faces were barely an inch apart. She was so overcome by his closeness, she forgot about everything else.

Then their lips met. It was a brief second but it happened. She found herself, wanting this even more than she could have dreamed. He was the one that pulled back. Not very far, but far enough.

Buffy looked up at him with questioning eyes. Angel stared back at her, before he smiled and bent his face towards her again. Then, the worst thing happened.

"What the hell is this?" an accented voice said behind her.

Buffy jumped and spun around. She was staring at Spike and his little group.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" Spike asked again.

"Spike," Buffy started. "Hi, we were just dancing."

"Like hell you were," Spike said.

"Really, just dancing," Buffy insisted. "Angel was just telling me something."

"So this is Angel?" Spike said, eyeing the man.

"Yeah," Angel supplied. "You Spike?"

"Only one," Spike said, before rounding on Bufy. "You're coming with me."

"Where?" Buffy asked.

"It's graduation night," Spike said.

"And?" Buffy asked.

"We're gonna party," Spike claimed.

"No, I gotta go home," Buffy said. She really did, it was well past four in the morning. "And mom's gonna be worried, you know her."

"No," Spike insisted. "YOU are coming with me."

"Hey," Angel said. The look on his face scared Buffy a little. "She said she's gotta go home. And she's not stupid enough to get into a car with someone who's drunk. Come on, Buffy."

"I'll see you later Spike," Buffy said, following Angel out. "When you're sober."

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Angel and Buffy sat in Angel's car outside Buffy's house.

"He's not always like that," Buffy said, softly. "Just when he's drunk. And he doesn't drink often."

Angel sat silently, for a few minutes.

"I guess go inside now," Buffy said, thinking he wasn't going to say anything.

"Buffy," Angel said.

She turned around to look at him.

"I don't know how to say this, so I'm just gonna say it," Angel started. "You can do better than that. You really can. I can't tell you what to do so I'm not gonna say anything else. But, just know that if he does anything to you, I'm here for you."

Buffy smiled at Angel and kissed his cheek, like she had many times before. "Thanks, but I'm ok. It means a lot though, that you said that."

"Oh," Angel said. "Spike, I don't like him. Just in case you didn't get it."

"Good luck going back tomorrow," Buffy said. "I'll miss you."

"Bye Buffy," Angel replied.

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