Buffy and Youji entered one of the many cemeteries in Sunnydale. Buffy had a battle-axe hidden in her jacket while Youji had his wire with him. They walked in silence until Buffy asked him why he became an assassin. "I used to be a private detective before. My partner and me were on a case. I was injured and told her to run and get help, the people that were chasing after us shot her and she died." Youji answered.
"But why did you become an assassin?" Buffy asked gently.
"I guess I wanted revenge on them, I don't know." Youji sadly answered.
"I'm sorry," Buffy said.
"What about you, What's your story? Why are you The Slayer? Youji asked. The two of them were walking through the cemetery quietly; only the wind can be heard in the breezing trees.
"I didn't become a Slayer by choice," Buffy explained. "I was chosen to be The Slayer. I can't quit what I do," Buffy said. "I quit when I die, then another Slayer will be called," Buffy explained.
"I can't believe vampires are real," Youji said.
"Yeah, it's a lot to take in." Buffy said with a sigh.
"So were are they? Aren't vampires supposed to hang out in cemeteries? Youji said confused.
"Supposed to, but lately there aren't a lot. What time is it? Buffy asked. Youji looked at his watch and told her it was an hour after midnight. "It's late. We should be going home already." Buffy said.
"Alright, nothing is going on anyways." Youji said a bit disappointed. He wanted to see a real vampire. That was the only reason he decided to tag a long. Youji took out a lighter and lit a cigarette.
"Don't smoke," Buffy said annoyed. "You want to smoke, hang around Spike," Buffy said.
"Fine, fine. Man, you and Aya are so much alike" Youji said.
Buffy and Youji came into the living room and found Aya reading on the couch. "I'm going to bed, good night," Youji said with a big yawn. Buffy walked to the armchair and sat in it across from Aya.
"How come your still up?" Buffy asked. Keeping her voice low.
"Couldn't sleep," Aya replied, not looking up from his book. "Go to sleep" Aya said.
"I don't want to," Buffy replied. "So what's your deal, why are you so mean and cold?" Buffy asked.
"Because I want to," Aya answered.
"I guess it comes with being an assassin," Buffy said.
"You should go to sleep," Aya said.
" I don't want to," Buffy retorted. A few minutes passed and Buffy finally broke the silence. "I asked Youji this and I'm going to ask you too. Why are you an assassin?"
"Because I want to be," Aya replied coldly. He really didn't like the fact that she was asking so many questions.
"Your telling me you actually like to kill people, now you sound like Faith," Buffy said. Aya didn't respond to the question.
Buffy eyed him carefully and said, " You don't kill because you like it, do you."
"How would you know."?
"Because you don't strike me as the serial killer type," Buffy said gently with a hint of sarcasm. "You're an assassin because of something, right," Buffy said. Damn, she's perceptive, Aya thought.
"Yes," Aya answered. Finally a real answer, Buffy thought.
"Are you an assassin because of your family? Do they even know what you do for a living?" Buffy asked outraged.
"My family is dead, except for my sister," Aya answered.
"Where is your sister then?" Buffy asked gently.
"She's in a coma." Aya said, his voice going soft.
"I'm sorry," Buffy replied sincerely. "Are you an assassin because of your sister," Buffy questioned.
"Yes," Aya softly replied.
"Can you tell me what it's like to be an assassin," Buffy asked softly looking at he floor.
"You kill the people that you are assigned to," Aya said. "What about you?" Aya asked.
"I got an Idea, I tell you my story and you tell me yours," Buffy said.
"Ok," Aya said and put his book down.
"You start," Buffy said.
"My sister and I went shopping for her 16th birthday. We came home and found our parents murdered. There was a bomb in the house; we were in it when it exploded. I crawled out of the rubble and saw my sister being hit by a car by Takatori Rejji. My sister ended up in a come. I swore revenge on him for what he did, I killed him a couple of months ago," Aya finished his story and patiently waited for Buffy to start hers.
"I came to Sunnydale about 5 years ago after I burned down the school gym while slaying. My perents divorced and we move here. I met my friends here and started over. My first final battle I was killed by The Master for a few minutes before I was resurrected. I meta guy named Angel and we fell in love. He turned on us and I had to kill him." Buffy paused for a moment before she continued.
"After I killed him, I ran away and changed my name. After I realized that I was needed in Sunnydale, I came back. Then we had to fight the mayor and blew up our high school. After that we went to collage and got involved with a secret military operation called The Initiative. We found out they weren't as good as they seemed so we took them down," Buffy finished.
"I'm sorry," Aya said.
"For what?" Buffy asked.
"You had to kill someone you loved," Aya replied.
"I'm sorry too, loosing someone you love is tough. I don't know what I'd do if I lost my mom and sister." Buffy said softly.
"The brunette is your sister, right," Aya asked.
"Yes, she's my sister. I don't know what I'd do if I lost her," Buffy said. "In a way I understand your fear for your sister. Dawn gets kidnapped a lot. The enemy likes using her as bait. I'm constantly worried about her," Buffy said.
"I understand," Aya answered. "We are able to relate in the situation we are in," Aya finished.
"Your life sounds hard, I hope you find happiness soon," Buffy said.
"You too, your life sounds even harder. You should quit slaying," Aya said.
"I can't, Slaying is my destiny. I tried before, but I can't." Buffy said.
"You can't slay the rest of your life. You look like a person with a lot of dreams," Aya said.
"I will be able to quite," Buffy said.
"When?" Aya asked.
"When I die," Buffy said and left the room to go upstairs.
Her life is sad, Ay thought. She has to be a Slayer for the rest of her life, I don't have to, no one deserves that. Aya turned off the light and went to sleep not noticing that Ken was in the kitchen listening to the entire conversation. She doesn't deserve a life of Slaying. She deserves to be a happy girl with ought fear for her life. Ken thought and went upstairs.