A/N Look, I took out the last chapter summary thing, be cause I'm lazy. Heh. Go me. Oh, and check this, I have sixty reviews for this story. You guys don't know how cool that is for me....
Thank you to Kel, crazynarco, Katie, Tariq and Samhain Vampiress for reviewing. Oh and Tariq, you can't ask me what I can do to make the story better, if I don't know what you're implying by that.... I'm just saying....
Disclaimer: It's chapter 15, and you people still need me to be telling you that I don't own any of it. Have you heard nothing I have been saying for the last 14 chapters?
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?
But It Feels So Right
Buffy closed her eyes, she hadn't felt like doing anything but thinking (sort-of), for hours, and she knew Angel wouldn't get off her back until she ate something, considering she had had less than a meal over the last two days. She just didn't feel like eating, was that a crime, or a rule of some sort, because it sure seemed like it was in this house.
She sighed, and opened her eyes, staring up at the sky. Angel had dragged her outside and she had ended up lying down in the grass, arms and legs spread out, looking skyward, think about things she really didn't want to be thinking about.
Like what her parents would say when she came home after whatever time period she spent here, or what they were going to do. She really couldn't say how she thought they would react; it'd probably just be like it always. And then there was how Willow and Xander would react to her and Angel not being in school for the last three and a half days. Willow would probably be giving her the sympathy routine, and Xander would keep asking what they were doing, constantly, just to make sure she told him the truth, about everything. He was over protective like that sometimes.
Squinting because the sun decided it wanted to change positions, she sat up, and looked around. Where was Angel? He always did that. Snuck off in the other direction when you weren't looking.
"Angel?" she called, knowing enough to look over at the sliding glass door that lead to the kitchen.
Sure enough, his head popped into view, "What?"
She smiled, "C'mon out, you made me come out here, and I'm not going to sit here alone all day."
"Right, one second." He said, fully disappearing into the house once again.
Buffy rolled her eyes, and laid back down in the grass, watching as a cloud passed over her head. She blinked a couple of times, then the sun came back into view. She sat up again, and saw Angel coming outside, carrying a big, red, plastic bowl. She wasn't sure what was in it, but she guessed what ever it was, they were going to share it.
"Whatcha got there?" she asked, standing up.
"Food."
"What kind of food?"
"Fruit, why, I thought you said you weren't hungry."
"I changed my mind." She said, grabbing a grape out of the bowl. "So, what do you want to do today?"
"What ever you want to do." He said, sitting down, placing the bowl on the ground in front of him.
Buffy sat down again, "I though you said you would rather not sit around all day and do nothing. And that was followed by some whining about going to a lake."
Angel smirked, "Well, since you mentioned it.... How about we head down there, feed the ducks or something?"
Buffy raised her eyebrows, "Feed the ducks?"
"Or we could swim, what ever...."
"Sounds like fun, count me in." She said, grabbing another grape.
"What sounds like fun?" Spike asked, coming up behind Buffy, and startling her with his sudden appearance.
"Nothing Spike, go away." Angel said, glaring at his cousin.
"No really, I want to know, It's boring 'round here, figure if I can just get out of here for a little while, I can keep my sanity."
Buffy turned around to look at Spike, just as Angel was going to answer him, and probably start another fight between the two of them. Buffy wouldn't understand what was going on with these two, one second they were best friends, the next mortal enemies.
"We're going down to the lake, why don't join us?" she asked, knowing Angel was going to complain about this later, but she didn't care, Spike was nice, and he deserved to come along, as long as he didn't bother her and Angel while they were there.
"See peaches, why can't you just be nice like Buffy is? We'd get along so much better." He said before turning and walking back into the house.
Angel looked at Buffy as she turned back to him, "What did you do that for?"
"What did I do what for?"
"Why'd you invite him along?"
"Because it's nice, and besides, he wont bother us, he probably wont even come."
"Right, keep telling yourself that. This is my cousin we're talking about here, we are going to be bothered by him all day."
Buffy shrugged, "Well, you'll just have to get over it."
Angel sighed, "Are you trying to get on my nerves or something?" he asked, sounding a little annoyed.
Buffy smiled playfully, "Maybe, why? Is it working?"
"A little too well."
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Buffy looked out over the water of the lake Angel had brought her to. She had never been here before, and was wondering why a place like this wasn't more crowded.
The small sand beach at the lake stretched only a few yards down the water line, and was shaded by tall pine trees. Trees surrounded the rest of the lake closely and it seemed as if maybe someone might have made this little area of beach.
She stepped out onto the sand to maybe get a better look around, but she didn't notice anything she hadn't already seen.
Angel came up behind her, and laid a hand on her shoulder, causing her to jump. He chuckled, "It's only me."
She turned to face him, and offered a sheepish smile, "Sorry..."
"For what, I wasn't aware you did anything."
She smiled at him, and once again turned to look at the lake, wondering why she had never known about it before. She had lived in Sunnydale for at least three or so years, and never even heard of this beach.
"You know, it's weird." She said, "That you can go on living, and not know that somewhere like this exists...."
Angel wrapped his arms around her waist, "Well, it's a pretty secluded area, not many people come out here. And if they do, it's normally at night.... Everyone in this town's to busy to take notice to anything around them...."
She leaned against him, relaxing in his arms, and closed her eyes. "'To busy to see the beauty around them.'" She whispered.
Angel rested his chin on her shoulder, "That sounds familiar, where'd you hear it?"
"I don't know.... It may be something Mr. Giles mentioned in class that stuck." She shrugged and opened her eyes again, moving her head to look at him.
"Maybe." He smiled gently at her, his dark brown eyes losing themselves in her green ones.
Buffy blinked, but it wasn't enough to break the trance the two of them seemed to be in. She timidly leaned closer, her eyes lightly falling shut, and allowed her lips to brush softly over his.
When she drew back, as slowly as she had leaned in, their noses touched, and her eyes opened. She noticed that Angel's eyes were closed, and when they fluttered open, he smiled at her again.
A small blush crept across her cheeks when she realize what she had just done, but she wasn't blushing in embarrassment, she couldn't exactly say why she was blushing in the first place.
"Angel...."
"Shh...."
He leaned forward and lightly pressed his lips to hers once more, and Buffy felt as if she would just melt away in his arms. She'd never been kissed like that before, never so sweetly, it was never this loving, not until Angel.
She turned herself around in his arms, when he broke the kiss, so she was facing him. Buffy felt herself smile at him, then let her head rest on his chest.
Angel blinked; in her face he had seen trust, and something that surprised him. Love. He had seen love in her eyes, and he believed in it. Believed that he was feeling what she was feeling, if her emotions were what was in her eyes.
He rested his chin lightly on her head, as he felt her arms move under his, and wrap themselves around his waist. He heard her sigh contently, and again smiled, only this time it was to himself.
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Angel and Buffy walked hand and hand down the street, heading back to his house, Buffy leaning on him slightly. They had stayed in each other's arms for quite sometime, and neither had noticed how quickly time went by. They had been to concentrated on seeing how long it was possible to go without saying anything, yet still knowing what the other was thinking.
Buffy looked up at Angel as they neared his house, with a sudden questionable look on her face. "Angel?"
He looked down at her, "Hm....?"
"A-are your parents going to be home?"
Angel stopped, and blinked. He had forgotten about his parents, they were probably home right now, and how was he going to explain Buffy to them. They didn't even know she had spent the couple of nights there before. They could try to sneak up to his room, but if they got caught, Angel would be in big trouble. And there would be questions.
Who is she? What are you going to be doing? When's she going home? What's going on here?
He didn't know if he could answer some of them, and what if they figured out she had been here for the last couple of days? What was he going to tell them, exactly what Buffy didn't want anyone to know, the truth about her situation? How her parents didn't even know she was there, and ho she didn't want to go home? He was pretty sure his parents wouldn't understand any of it, even if it was explained fully. They would tell him to take her home immediately, and give him a lecture about how they would feel if he just up and left with out telling them.
Buffy looked up at him, still awaiting his answer, hoping that it would be ok, and that if his parents were there that they would understand, though that wasn't very likely. Parents couldn't understand their children, and often misread them, and in Buffy's situation, abused them.
Angel took a deep breath, "They're home, or at least my dad is, I'm not sure if Nancy will be back yet." He said, and Buffy looked confused for a second. Who called their mother by her first name?
Seeing Buffy's confused look, Angel tried to explain, but he didn't really understand, "She's a nurse, sometimes she works late."
"You called her Nancy."
Angel blinked, and gave her that look that said 'Yeah, so?' then he got her meaning, "She's my step mom, my mother died when I was nine." He said, looking at the ground.
"Oh.... Sorry...."
"It's ok, she's in a better place now." He said, though his voice was filled with sorrow.
Buffy squeezed his hand trying to show some support, and he looked back up at her, "C'mon, let's get inside now." He said, changing the subject, Buffy nodded.
Angel opened the door, and looked around, then pulled Buffy inside with him, closing the door softly behind him.
"Angel, is that you?" His father's voice.
Angel silently cursed, and mouthed a 'stay here' to Buffy.
"Yeah dad?" He asked, entering the room his father was in.
"Where were you today?" When Angel didn't answer, his father began to speak again. "I got a call from the school today, they said you haven't been in there in the last couple of days."
Again, silence from Angel, and his father looked at him expectantly a little bit of concern in his gaze.
"You haven't been skipping with that Darla girl again, have you?" he asked.
Angel's eyes darkened, "No. I-I was showing Spike around some more, he wanted to get out, and I ended up not going to school."
Angel's father looked at him, "Right, well, don't be missing any more school."
"I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again."
"And you will be attending school tomorrow, and leave Spike at home, if he wants to get out, he can take your car. He's been here for a month or to, he should know the town well enough.
Angel sighed, "Yes Sir." He turned to leave, but his father's words stopped him.
"Son?"
Angel turned to face his father again, and his eyes widening when he saw what he was now holding.
"Whom exactly do these belong to?" he asked, holding up an outfit of women's clothing that Angel knew were Buffy's, "I found them in your room."
A/N Um... hehehe sorry about this, but I just have to end it with that to get all of you mad, ok?
Bloody SunSet
Thank you to Kel, crazynarco, Katie, Tariq and Samhain Vampiress for reviewing. Oh and Tariq, you can't ask me what I can do to make the story better, if I don't know what you're implying by that.... I'm just saying....
Disclaimer: It's chapter 15, and you people still need me to be telling you that I don't own any of it. Have you heard nothing I have been saying for the last 14 chapters?
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?
But It Feels So Right
Buffy closed her eyes, she hadn't felt like doing anything but thinking (sort-of), for hours, and she knew Angel wouldn't get off her back until she ate something, considering she had had less than a meal over the last two days. She just didn't feel like eating, was that a crime, or a rule of some sort, because it sure seemed like it was in this house.
She sighed, and opened her eyes, staring up at the sky. Angel had dragged her outside and she had ended up lying down in the grass, arms and legs spread out, looking skyward, think about things she really didn't want to be thinking about.
Like what her parents would say when she came home after whatever time period she spent here, or what they were going to do. She really couldn't say how she thought they would react; it'd probably just be like it always. And then there was how Willow and Xander would react to her and Angel not being in school for the last three and a half days. Willow would probably be giving her the sympathy routine, and Xander would keep asking what they were doing, constantly, just to make sure she told him the truth, about everything. He was over protective like that sometimes.
Squinting because the sun decided it wanted to change positions, she sat up, and looked around. Where was Angel? He always did that. Snuck off in the other direction when you weren't looking.
"Angel?" she called, knowing enough to look over at the sliding glass door that lead to the kitchen.
Sure enough, his head popped into view, "What?"
She smiled, "C'mon out, you made me come out here, and I'm not going to sit here alone all day."
"Right, one second." He said, fully disappearing into the house once again.
Buffy rolled her eyes, and laid back down in the grass, watching as a cloud passed over her head. She blinked a couple of times, then the sun came back into view. She sat up again, and saw Angel coming outside, carrying a big, red, plastic bowl. She wasn't sure what was in it, but she guessed what ever it was, they were going to share it.
"Whatcha got there?" she asked, standing up.
"Food."
"What kind of food?"
"Fruit, why, I thought you said you weren't hungry."
"I changed my mind." She said, grabbing a grape out of the bowl. "So, what do you want to do today?"
"What ever you want to do." He said, sitting down, placing the bowl on the ground in front of him.
Buffy sat down again, "I though you said you would rather not sit around all day and do nothing. And that was followed by some whining about going to a lake."
Angel smirked, "Well, since you mentioned it.... How about we head down there, feed the ducks or something?"
Buffy raised her eyebrows, "Feed the ducks?"
"Or we could swim, what ever...."
"Sounds like fun, count me in." She said, grabbing another grape.
"What sounds like fun?" Spike asked, coming up behind Buffy, and startling her with his sudden appearance.
"Nothing Spike, go away." Angel said, glaring at his cousin.
"No really, I want to know, It's boring 'round here, figure if I can just get out of here for a little while, I can keep my sanity."
Buffy turned around to look at Spike, just as Angel was going to answer him, and probably start another fight between the two of them. Buffy wouldn't understand what was going on with these two, one second they were best friends, the next mortal enemies.
"We're going down to the lake, why don't join us?" she asked, knowing Angel was going to complain about this later, but she didn't care, Spike was nice, and he deserved to come along, as long as he didn't bother her and Angel while they were there.
"See peaches, why can't you just be nice like Buffy is? We'd get along so much better." He said before turning and walking back into the house.
Angel looked at Buffy as she turned back to him, "What did you do that for?"
"What did I do what for?"
"Why'd you invite him along?"
"Because it's nice, and besides, he wont bother us, he probably wont even come."
"Right, keep telling yourself that. This is my cousin we're talking about here, we are going to be bothered by him all day."
Buffy shrugged, "Well, you'll just have to get over it."
Angel sighed, "Are you trying to get on my nerves or something?" he asked, sounding a little annoyed.
Buffy smiled playfully, "Maybe, why? Is it working?"
"A little too well."
(::::::::::)
Buffy looked out over the water of the lake Angel had brought her to. She had never been here before, and was wondering why a place like this wasn't more crowded.
The small sand beach at the lake stretched only a few yards down the water line, and was shaded by tall pine trees. Trees surrounded the rest of the lake closely and it seemed as if maybe someone might have made this little area of beach.
She stepped out onto the sand to maybe get a better look around, but she didn't notice anything she hadn't already seen.
Angel came up behind her, and laid a hand on her shoulder, causing her to jump. He chuckled, "It's only me."
She turned to face him, and offered a sheepish smile, "Sorry..."
"For what, I wasn't aware you did anything."
She smiled at him, and once again turned to look at the lake, wondering why she had never known about it before. She had lived in Sunnydale for at least three or so years, and never even heard of this beach.
"You know, it's weird." She said, "That you can go on living, and not know that somewhere like this exists...."
Angel wrapped his arms around her waist, "Well, it's a pretty secluded area, not many people come out here. And if they do, it's normally at night.... Everyone in this town's to busy to take notice to anything around them...."
She leaned against him, relaxing in his arms, and closed her eyes. "'To busy to see the beauty around them.'" She whispered.
Angel rested his chin on her shoulder, "That sounds familiar, where'd you hear it?"
"I don't know.... It may be something Mr. Giles mentioned in class that stuck." She shrugged and opened her eyes again, moving her head to look at him.
"Maybe." He smiled gently at her, his dark brown eyes losing themselves in her green ones.
Buffy blinked, but it wasn't enough to break the trance the two of them seemed to be in. She timidly leaned closer, her eyes lightly falling shut, and allowed her lips to brush softly over his.
When she drew back, as slowly as she had leaned in, their noses touched, and her eyes opened. She noticed that Angel's eyes were closed, and when they fluttered open, he smiled at her again.
A small blush crept across her cheeks when she realize what she had just done, but she wasn't blushing in embarrassment, she couldn't exactly say why she was blushing in the first place.
"Angel...."
"Shh...."
He leaned forward and lightly pressed his lips to hers once more, and Buffy felt as if she would just melt away in his arms. She'd never been kissed like that before, never so sweetly, it was never this loving, not until Angel.
She turned herself around in his arms, when he broke the kiss, so she was facing him. Buffy felt herself smile at him, then let her head rest on his chest.
Angel blinked; in her face he had seen trust, and something that surprised him. Love. He had seen love in her eyes, and he believed in it. Believed that he was feeling what she was feeling, if her emotions were what was in her eyes.
He rested his chin lightly on her head, as he felt her arms move under his, and wrap themselves around his waist. He heard her sigh contently, and again smiled, only this time it was to himself.
(::::::::::)
Angel and Buffy walked hand and hand down the street, heading back to his house, Buffy leaning on him slightly. They had stayed in each other's arms for quite sometime, and neither had noticed how quickly time went by. They had been to concentrated on seeing how long it was possible to go without saying anything, yet still knowing what the other was thinking.
Buffy looked up at Angel as they neared his house, with a sudden questionable look on her face. "Angel?"
He looked down at her, "Hm....?"
"A-are your parents going to be home?"
Angel stopped, and blinked. He had forgotten about his parents, they were probably home right now, and how was he going to explain Buffy to them. They didn't even know she had spent the couple of nights there before. They could try to sneak up to his room, but if they got caught, Angel would be in big trouble. And there would be questions.
Who is she? What are you going to be doing? When's she going home? What's going on here?
He didn't know if he could answer some of them, and what if they figured out she had been here for the last couple of days? What was he going to tell them, exactly what Buffy didn't want anyone to know, the truth about her situation? How her parents didn't even know she was there, and ho she didn't want to go home? He was pretty sure his parents wouldn't understand any of it, even if it was explained fully. They would tell him to take her home immediately, and give him a lecture about how they would feel if he just up and left with out telling them.
Buffy looked up at him, still awaiting his answer, hoping that it would be ok, and that if his parents were there that they would understand, though that wasn't very likely. Parents couldn't understand their children, and often misread them, and in Buffy's situation, abused them.
Angel took a deep breath, "They're home, or at least my dad is, I'm not sure if Nancy will be back yet." He said, and Buffy looked confused for a second. Who called their mother by her first name?
Seeing Buffy's confused look, Angel tried to explain, but he didn't really understand, "She's a nurse, sometimes she works late."
"You called her Nancy."
Angel blinked, and gave her that look that said 'Yeah, so?' then he got her meaning, "She's my step mom, my mother died when I was nine." He said, looking at the ground.
"Oh.... Sorry...."
"It's ok, she's in a better place now." He said, though his voice was filled with sorrow.
Buffy squeezed his hand trying to show some support, and he looked back up at her, "C'mon, let's get inside now." He said, changing the subject, Buffy nodded.
Angel opened the door, and looked around, then pulled Buffy inside with him, closing the door softly behind him.
"Angel, is that you?" His father's voice.
Angel silently cursed, and mouthed a 'stay here' to Buffy.
"Yeah dad?" He asked, entering the room his father was in.
"Where were you today?" When Angel didn't answer, his father began to speak again. "I got a call from the school today, they said you haven't been in there in the last couple of days."
Again, silence from Angel, and his father looked at him expectantly a little bit of concern in his gaze.
"You haven't been skipping with that Darla girl again, have you?" he asked.
Angel's eyes darkened, "No. I-I was showing Spike around some more, he wanted to get out, and I ended up not going to school."
Angel's father looked at him, "Right, well, don't be missing any more school."
"I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again."
"And you will be attending school tomorrow, and leave Spike at home, if he wants to get out, he can take your car. He's been here for a month or to, he should know the town well enough.
Angel sighed, "Yes Sir." He turned to leave, but his father's words stopped him.
"Son?"
Angel turned to face his father again, and his eyes widening when he saw what he was now holding.
"Whom exactly do these belong to?" he asked, holding up an outfit of women's clothing that Angel knew were Buffy's, "I found them in your room."
A/N Um... hehehe sorry about this, but I just have to end it with that to get all of you mad, ok?
Bloody SunSet