"Kyle, sweetie, it's time to get up," I announced as I walked into the five-year-old's bed room. It was nothing like it was when Buffy had occupied it. The carpet was a dark blue color now and the walls were light blue with an airplane boarder. His comforter and pillows were airplanes and his toy box was full of toys every five year old dreamed of.

"Morning, Dawnie," He muttered, rubbing his eyes.

"Do you remember what we're doing today, Ky?"

"School," His face erupted into a grin and he sat up strait.

"Yup, today's your first day. Are you excited?"

"I can't wait!"

"O.k. kid we have a wonderful choice of blue overalls and your airplane shirt, or khaki pants and a tasteful button down collar shirt," Kris stated as he walked into the room carrying both outfits. He glared at me when I pointed towards the collared shirt.

"Overalls," Kyle reached a small hand out for the denim material. Kris grinned.

"Good choice. I'll get the little bugger dressed, you make with the breakfast. Lorne is down there attempting to make eggs and has set the fire alarm off about four times already," I nodded and walked down the stairs to be greeted by Lorne's bright singing and a smoke filled kitchen.

"Lorne, sweetie, let me take over here. How bout you set the table," I had never seen a demon look so grateful as he handed me the spatula. Laughing, I dumped the charred eggs into the trashcan and started a new batch.

"Dawnie, look," I glanced over my shoulder at the small boy and couldn't help but laugh. Kris had decided in a last minute clothes change and had the little boy in black jeans and a black shirt. His light hair was spiked and he wore large sunglasses.

"Kris, what did you do to my little boy?" I demanded, glaring at the vampire.

"I made him look cool. No more Mr. Sweetie-pie,"

"Oh Lord, it's a mini-Angel," Lorne declared.

"No, no, no," I yelled, dramatically. I pretended to cry. "Not another Angel, please god no,"

"Funny, Dawnie," Kyle laughed, clapping. I grabbed his hand, glared at Kris, and preceded to de-Angel-inize my little boy. After washing the mounds of gel out of his hair, and changing him into the khaki outfit, I was pleased.

"Now, Kris, this is my little boy," My voice was sharp and I grinned as the vampire back away.

"You gave him a damn comb over. I'm supposed to be the evil one here," He muttered, though loud enough that I could hear it. Lorne laughed at our antics and scooped the eggs onto plates.

"Shit, we gotta go," It was quarter to eight and Kyle's first day of kindergarten began in fifteen minutes. After a quick goodbye to Lorne and Kris, and a mini-search for Kyle's Spiderman backpack, we piled into the jeep and headed toward Sunnydale Elementary School. I prayed it wasn't anything like the high school.

"Hello, Parents and Students. My name is Miss June and I'll be your teacher this year," The woman speaking had long blonde hair and big blue eyes. I raised an eyebrow at her sugary sweet tone. "Ok, boys and girls, how about you say goodbye to your mommy and daddy's and come and play with me,"

"Dawnie," I looked down at Kyle, who was clutching my hand. "Can we stake her?" I covered my mouth so that Kyle wouldn't see me laughing.

"No, Sweetheart, no staking the teacher," I hugged him and reassured him once again that he would be ok and I would be here at three to pick him

"Kyle Summers?" The teacher asked, looking around the mob of children. Kyle raised his hand shyly, still having not gotten used to using my last name as his.

"Don't kill anything without me," Kyle whispered as I walked out of the room. I turned to face him and grinned. My little warrior.

(Five that night)

"Burger king or Wendy's?" I questioned from the three males sitting on the couch watching football. No one answered. I glared. No one noticed. I was now officially pissed off. Walking towards the TV, I yanked the plug out of the wall and placed my hands on my hips in a "Buffy" way.

"Hiya, Dawnie," Despite Kyle's little boy cute voice I was still glared.

"Wendy's?" Kris suggested, standing up. "I'll go with you,"

"Me and Ky will stay here and watch "American Idol"," Lorne stated, plugging back in the television. I knew me unplugging the football game had been the highlight of Lorne's day. His life revolved around American Idol despite that he knew who was going to win the first note they sung. I sighed.

"Let's go," Kris tossed me my duster and bolted out of the house, trying to escape hearing the opening notes of "Have you ever been in love". I followed him outside, brushing my hair back and checking that my stakes were in place.

"Well, we have an hour to kill. Wanna patrol first?" Kris questioned and I nodded. Patrolling with the vampire was always an adventure. After we parked the car, a scream was heard.

"Oh come on, this is just sad," Kris yelled, staring at the two vampires. One of whom was pretending to bite the other. My guess was that they were trying to lure an innocent bystander to help them.

"Help me, please." The vampire yelled.

"Don't quit your day job," I muttered, as the taller vampire rushed me. He knocked me to the ground with a right hook and I swept his feet from under him. He landed on top of me, his teeth sinking into my neck. I screamed.

"Dawn!" Kris yelled and rushed towards me after staking vamp two, dusted the one on top of me. He knelt down next to me, pulling my head onto his lap.

"I'm ok, he only took a little," Kris brushed my hair back from my neck, staring at the two puncture marks.

"Liar, he took more then a little,"

"No…just a little," Then I promptly passed out.

A/n: Mwhaha! Review and I'll update!!!