A/N Ok, Last chapter I got one review, but I also got review for chapter 3 after chapter four was put up. (hmm...?) yes, I will be spazing write now, and getting a little bit weird, but this is not be of any worry. The story you are reading will still continue, though Im not promising anything... coughcoughREVIEWcoughcough
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Disclaimer: Joss owns it, go ask him....
Summary: Buffy's just a normal girl who's lost her way in the world, but what happens when another lost soul captures her heart, and refuses to give it back?
Last Chapter Summary: Buffy and Willow talk, Xander and Angel talk. Angel seems a little obsessed. Joking, I think... anyway, now they're heading for the Bronze, and just because you people asked for it, I'm going to put some B/A in this chapter. Go me!
But It Feels So Right
The sparkling lights, and loud music blasted Buffy and Willow as they entered the Bronze. The crowd there that night was large, and it was hard to just find there way over to the usual table, where they found Xander waiting for them. But he wasn't alone.
'Must be one of his friends," Buffy thought, smiling, and pulling Willow through the crowd.
Xander looked up smiling at the two of them, "Well hello ladies, nice of you to join us this evening."
"Hey Xander, who's your friend?" Buffy asked, as she and Willow took seats at the table.
"Oh I believe you already know him."
Buffy gave Xander a confused look, and then the other person at the table turned around. Her eyes widened, she would definitely kill Xander for this later.
Angel half-smiled at her from across the table, and Buffy blushed, causing him to smile fully. She looked down at her lap, where her hands were fidgeting, and took a deep breath.
Angel's expression changed when Buffy looked away, maybe she didn't like him like he liked her, perfect. Xander was dead when the night was over.
Willow looked at Xander, and motioned to him that they needed to talk. Elsewhere. He got the message, and both of them excused themselves.
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"Xander, what's going on, I thought you said that they both liked each other!" Willow nearly shouted at him, once they had gotten away from the table.
"They do, but apparently, both of them are too stubborn to notice it!" He said back, "What are we going to do?"
"I don't know, this was your brilliant plan, remember Xand?"
"I just want them to get hooked up, I mean they like each other, and Angel's been moping around since the Darla thing, and I know he likes Buffy, I read his notebook thing earlier." Xander explained, "Anyway, we just need to try harder or something."
Willow looked passed him for a moment, "Um... Xander, where ARE Buffy and Angel?" she asked, looking back at him.
Xander turned around, and to his surprise, Buffy and Angel were no longer sitting at the table. He didn't know where they could've gotten off too. Maybe they had left, or maybe gone to the bathroom. He hoped they hadn't left, that would make this so much harder.
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((At The Same Time Willow And Xander Are Talking))
Buffy looked up at Angel as the Willow and Xander got up. They had used the excuse that they were going to get something to drink. But Buffy didn't really believe it, she knew Willow was trying to get her and Angel together, but she wasn't quite expecting her all alone with him.
Angel realized that Buffy was looking at him, and smiled again, hoping that she didn't hate him. When she smiled back, he felt something, but he wasn't sure what it was, and he wanted to feel it again.
He stood up, and walked over to her. "You want to dance?" he asked, putting out his hand for her to take.
She looked confused for a moment, then took his hand, "Sure, ok." She said, and almost rolled her eyes at herself. 'Way to sound like a moron Buff..."
He pulled her to her feet, and they walked onto the dance floor, just as a slow song came on.
At first, neither of them, quite knew what to do, until Angel loosely wrapped his arms around her waist. Buffy, almost instinctively, placed her arms on his shoulders, very loosely.
She really had no idea what she was doing. Looking up at Angel, she had a strange urge to lay her head on his shoulder, and close her eyes, but she didn't, a small twinge of fear held her back from doing that.
The same thing was keeping Angel from pulling her closer to him, holding her against his chest. He was afraid she'd reject him, but was unaware that she was feeling the same way.
Buffy stared up at him, almost looking right through him, and received the same eye contact back. His eyes reflected her own, the fear and pain, but she didn't know why she saw that. Blinking, she tentively leans forward to rest her head on his shoulder. Angel was almost surprised at her actions, but found himself, unconsciously pulling her closer to him.
Buffy sighed, and closed her eyes, they hadn't spoken the entire time they were out there, and it was one of those moments where it was supposed to be quite, but not awkward, and that was just what it was. Awkward, at least for a moment there it had been, but now it was just comfortable silence that settled between them.
Angel smiled to himself when she sighed. He realized her hair was in his face, and moved his head a little bit, hoping Buffy wouldn't notice. He scent was heavenly, and new. Vanilla as opposed to that mixture of perfumes Darla used to wear.
The song stopped, and Buffy stepped away from Angel, he smiled at her, and she smiled back.
"C'mon Willow and Xander are back." She said, and motioned to the table, where the two were now sitting. She wondered why she had said that, she didn't want to go sit down, she wanted to dance. Man, she had to blow every chance she got with his guy. Maybe it was a sign, maybe they weren't right for each other.
'That was defiantly positive thinking Buff...' she thought, making her way back to the table, 'why AM I such a moron, am I cursed or something?'
Angel just shrugged and nodded. He hoped that she would want to dance some more, but apparently, that wasn't going to happen. He sighed, and followed her back to the table.
"Where have you two been?" Willow asked, looking up at them as they sat down.
Angel said nothing, and Buffy muttered "Dancing." Feeling a little annoyed with herself for suggesting that her and Angel stop. Though it had been nice while it lasted.
Buffy had had a feeling of contentment while Angel had had his arms wrapped around her, she felt safe, it was something she hadn't felt for a while. Yep, Angel was defiantly someone she was liking at the moment; maybe Xander would get to keep his head after all.
Willow looked at Xander, just a little confused, what was going on here. Buffy and Angel had gotten back to the table, looking like to disappointed children on their birthday. Did they not like each other after all? Willow would have to bug Buffy about that later. She needed details, and lots of them.
Xander was pretty much feeling the same way Willow was. He couldn't figure why Angel suddenly looked more broody than usual, and Buffy seemed a little bit, how do you say, pissed? Maybe something had gone wrong while they had been dancing, man could a situation like this get anymore awkward?
"You know what Will, we should get going, we didn't do any studying, and I have a history test tomorrow." Buffy said, standing up.
"Ok, what ever you want to do," Willow looked up at Buffy then stood up herself.
Buffy stole one more glance at Angel, then turned away, leading Willow out of the club.
Willow caught up to Buffy at the door, and grabbed her arm, stopping the teen from going any further and turning her around.
"What happened back there?" She asked, giving Buffy an annoyed look.
"Nothing." Buffy answered plainly, turning around again, but Willow didn't let her.
"Right, what's up with you, you seemed fine when we got here, did Angel say something?"
"No, I just don't know what happened." Buffy truly didn't know why she was upset, she didn't understand why she had practically told Angel to go away on the dance floor. She wasn't sure how she felt, and really didn't want to be talking about it right then. "You know what Will, I give you details tomorrow, I'm tired, and I want to go home."
Willow sighed, not happy with Buffy answer, but she knew that was all she was going to get out of her, and let it go. "Fine, but tomorrow, I want full details, deal."
"Yeah sure..."
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"Angel what's gotten into you? Buffy just left, weren't you guys dancing or something?" Xander asked, moving his chair closer to his friend, feeling the need to question everything that had just happened.
"We WERE dancing, but now we're not, ok?" Angel snapped, then he sighed, "Sorry Xand, not feeling the best tonight."
"That's bull Angel. You were fine when we got here, this defiantly has something to do with you and a certain girl we both know."
Angel sighed again, "Yeah, it does, you're right..."
"Well, do tell amigo, I can't help if I'm stuck in the dark over here."
"Me and Buffy we dancing, the song ended, and she acted like she never wanted to go near me again. Like she was just itching to get back to the table where you guys were, I really don't think she likes me Xander."
"I knew you liked her!" Xander said, then receiving an angry look from Angel, "But that's besides the point, did you ask her why, maybe she' just shy, you ever think of that, huh? Most girls I know aren't open books, you have to look deeper."
"Xander, have you been watching teen dating shows again?" Angel asked, as a completely serious question. Sure he had gotten advice from Xander before, but none of it had actually seemed to make sense, this being the one exception.
"Maybe, but who cares? Got you thinking, didn't I?" He asked, giving Angel a sheepish grin.
"Yeah, you sure did." Angel said, think of what Buffy had said. She hadn't actually rejected him, she just didn't want to dance anymore. It could have been anything, like Xander said, maybe she was shyer than she appeared to be. He could tell Buffy was a lot different than Darla, in more than one way.
'Well, I guess there's more than one key to a woman's heart. I just have to find the right one...' he thought to himself, looking at Xander.
"I think I'm going to get going, see you tomorrow."
"Yeah, Later Angel." Xander said, he was also going to leave, this place was boring if you had no one to hang with.
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Buffy got home and flopped down on her bed, face in the pillow. She sat like this for twenty minutes before she decided to move. She still hadn't figured out what had really happened with her and Angel at the Bronze, and she didn't think she ever would.
It was like for one second while they were dancing, before Buffy had screwed that moment up, that they had connected. Maybe that's why she had felt confident enough to lay her head on his shoulder, who knows? Tomorrow would hopefully bring answers, especially if there were more questions on the way.
A/N Hm... Hm... hhhhiiiissssss sorry, that was me, still spazing here. Are all you people happy, you hurried Buffy and Angel, and it ended up with them not know what was going on. Don't you just love confusion in the middle of romance (or what ever)? Well, anyway, like I said, you don't review, I don't continue, I don't continue, this story dies... dun dun da!
Bloody SunSet
The two reviewers (confused too?) skye-lark913, and Arobow, are thanked repetitively in my mind, and here, see?
Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you Thank you
Disclaimer: Joss owns it, go ask him....
Summary: Buffy's just a normal girl who's lost her way in the world, but what happens when another lost soul captures her heart, and refuses to give it back?
Last Chapter Summary: Buffy and Willow talk, Xander and Angel talk. Angel seems a little obsessed. Joking, I think... anyway, now they're heading for the Bronze, and just because you people asked for it, I'm going to put some B/A in this chapter. Go me!
But It Feels So Right
The sparkling lights, and loud music blasted Buffy and Willow as they entered the Bronze. The crowd there that night was large, and it was hard to just find there way over to the usual table, where they found Xander waiting for them. But he wasn't alone.
'Must be one of his friends," Buffy thought, smiling, and pulling Willow through the crowd.
Xander looked up smiling at the two of them, "Well hello ladies, nice of you to join us this evening."
"Hey Xander, who's your friend?" Buffy asked, as she and Willow took seats at the table.
"Oh I believe you already know him."
Buffy gave Xander a confused look, and then the other person at the table turned around. Her eyes widened, she would definitely kill Xander for this later.
Angel half-smiled at her from across the table, and Buffy blushed, causing him to smile fully. She looked down at her lap, where her hands were fidgeting, and took a deep breath.
Angel's expression changed when Buffy looked away, maybe she didn't like him like he liked her, perfect. Xander was dead when the night was over.
Willow looked at Xander, and motioned to him that they needed to talk. Elsewhere. He got the message, and both of them excused themselves.
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"Xander, what's going on, I thought you said that they both liked each other!" Willow nearly shouted at him, once they had gotten away from the table.
"They do, but apparently, both of them are too stubborn to notice it!" He said back, "What are we going to do?"
"I don't know, this was your brilliant plan, remember Xand?"
"I just want them to get hooked up, I mean they like each other, and Angel's been moping around since the Darla thing, and I know he likes Buffy, I read his notebook thing earlier." Xander explained, "Anyway, we just need to try harder or something."
Willow looked passed him for a moment, "Um... Xander, where ARE Buffy and Angel?" she asked, looking back at him.
Xander turned around, and to his surprise, Buffy and Angel were no longer sitting at the table. He didn't know where they could've gotten off too. Maybe they had left, or maybe gone to the bathroom. He hoped they hadn't left, that would make this so much harder.
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((At The Same Time Willow And Xander Are Talking))
Buffy looked up at Angel as the Willow and Xander got up. They had used the excuse that they were going to get something to drink. But Buffy didn't really believe it, she knew Willow was trying to get her and Angel together, but she wasn't quite expecting her all alone with him.
Angel realized that Buffy was looking at him, and smiled again, hoping that she didn't hate him. When she smiled back, he felt something, but he wasn't sure what it was, and he wanted to feel it again.
He stood up, and walked over to her. "You want to dance?" he asked, putting out his hand for her to take.
She looked confused for a moment, then took his hand, "Sure, ok." She said, and almost rolled her eyes at herself. 'Way to sound like a moron Buff..."
He pulled her to her feet, and they walked onto the dance floor, just as a slow song came on.
At first, neither of them, quite knew what to do, until Angel loosely wrapped his arms around her waist. Buffy, almost instinctively, placed her arms on his shoulders, very loosely.
She really had no idea what she was doing. Looking up at Angel, she had a strange urge to lay her head on his shoulder, and close her eyes, but she didn't, a small twinge of fear held her back from doing that.
The same thing was keeping Angel from pulling her closer to him, holding her against his chest. He was afraid she'd reject him, but was unaware that she was feeling the same way.
Buffy stared up at him, almost looking right through him, and received the same eye contact back. His eyes reflected her own, the fear and pain, but she didn't know why she saw that. Blinking, she tentively leans forward to rest her head on his shoulder. Angel was almost surprised at her actions, but found himself, unconsciously pulling her closer to him.
Buffy sighed, and closed her eyes, they hadn't spoken the entire time they were out there, and it was one of those moments where it was supposed to be quite, but not awkward, and that was just what it was. Awkward, at least for a moment there it had been, but now it was just comfortable silence that settled between them.
Angel smiled to himself when she sighed. He realized her hair was in his face, and moved his head a little bit, hoping Buffy wouldn't notice. He scent was heavenly, and new. Vanilla as opposed to that mixture of perfumes Darla used to wear.
The song stopped, and Buffy stepped away from Angel, he smiled at her, and she smiled back.
"C'mon Willow and Xander are back." She said, and motioned to the table, where the two were now sitting. She wondered why she had said that, she didn't want to go sit down, she wanted to dance. Man, she had to blow every chance she got with his guy. Maybe it was a sign, maybe they weren't right for each other.
'That was defiantly positive thinking Buff...' she thought, making her way back to the table, 'why AM I such a moron, am I cursed or something?'
Angel just shrugged and nodded. He hoped that she would want to dance some more, but apparently, that wasn't going to happen. He sighed, and followed her back to the table.
"Where have you two been?" Willow asked, looking up at them as they sat down.
Angel said nothing, and Buffy muttered "Dancing." Feeling a little annoyed with herself for suggesting that her and Angel stop. Though it had been nice while it lasted.
Buffy had had a feeling of contentment while Angel had had his arms wrapped around her, she felt safe, it was something she hadn't felt for a while. Yep, Angel was defiantly someone she was liking at the moment; maybe Xander would get to keep his head after all.
Willow looked at Xander, just a little confused, what was going on here. Buffy and Angel had gotten back to the table, looking like to disappointed children on their birthday. Did they not like each other after all? Willow would have to bug Buffy about that later. She needed details, and lots of them.
Xander was pretty much feeling the same way Willow was. He couldn't figure why Angel suddenly looked more broody than usual, and Buffy seemed a little bit, how do you say, pissed? Maybe something had gone wrong while they had been dancing, man could a situation like this get anymore awkward?
"You know what Will, we should get going, we didn't do any studying, and I have a history test tomorrow." Buffy said, standing up.
"Ok, what ever you want to do," Willow looked up at Buffy then stood up herself.
Buffy stole one more glance at Angel, then turned away, leading Willow out of the club.
Willow caught up to Buffy at the door, and grabbed her arm, stopping the teen from going any further and turning her around.
"What happened back there?" She asked, giving Buffy an annoyed look.
"Nothing." Buffy answered plainly, turning around again, but Willow didn't let her.
"Right, what's up with you, you seemed fine when we got here, did Angel say something?"
"No, I just don't know what happened." Buffy truly didn't know why she was upset, she didn't understand why she had practically told Angel to go away on the dance floor. She wasn't sure how she felt, and really didn't want to be talking about it right then. "You know what Will, I give you details tomorrow, I'm tired, and I want to go home."
Willow sighed, not happy with Buffy answer, but she knew that was all she was going to get out of her, and let it go. "Fine, but tomorrow, I want full details, deal."
"Yeah sure..."
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"Angel what's gotten into you? Buffy just left, weren't you guys dancing or something?" Xander asked, moving his chair closer to his friend, feeling the need to question everything that had just happened.
"We WERE dancing, but now we're not, ok?" Angel snapped, then he sighed, "Sorry Xand, not feeling the best tonight."
"That's bull Angel. You were fine when we got here, this defiantly has something to do with you and a certain girl we both know."
Angel sighed again, "Yeah, it does, you're right..."
"Well, do tell amigo, I can't help if I'm stuck in the dark over here."
"Me and Buffy we dancing, the song ended, and she acted like she never wanted to go near me again. Like she was just itching to get back to the table where you guys were, I really don't think she likes me Xander."
"I knew you liked her!" Xander said, then receiving an angry look from Angel, "But that's besides the point, did you ask her why, maybe she' just shy, you ever think of that, huh? Most girls I know aren't open books, you have to look deeper."
"Xander, have you been watching teen dating shows again?" Angel asked, as a completely serious question. Sure he had gotten advice from Xander before, but none of it had actually seemed to make sense, this being the one exception.
"Maybe, but who cares? Got you thinking, didn't I?" He asked, giving Angel a sheepish grin.
"Yeah, you sure did." Angel said, think of what Buffy had said. She hadn't actually rejected him, she just didn't want to dance anymore. It could have been anything, like Xander said, maybe she was shyer than she appeared to be. He could tell Buffy was a lot different than Darla, in more than one way.
'Well, I guess there's more than one key to a woman's heart. I just have to find the right one...' he thought to himself, looking at Xander.
"I think I'm going to get going, see you tomorrow."
"Yeah, Later Angel." Xander said, he was also going to leave, this place was boring if you had no one to hang with.
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Buffy got home and flopped down on her bed, face in the pillow. She sat like this for twenty minutes before she decided to move. She still hadn't figured out what had really happened with her and Angel at the Bronze, and she didn't think she ever would.
It was like for one second while they were dancing, before Buffy had screwed that moment up, that they had connected. Maybe that's why she had felt confident enough to lay her head on his shoulder, who knows? Tomorrow would hopefully bring answers, especially if there were more questions on the way.
A/N Hm... Hm... hhhhiiiissssss sorry, that was me, still spazing here. Are all you people happy, you hurried Buffy and Angel, and it ended up with them not know what was going on. Don't you just love confusion in the middle of romance (or what ever)? Well, anyway, like I said, you don't review, I don't continue, I don't continue, this story dies... dun dun da!
Bloody SunSet