Disclaimer:I don't own anything. Joss does.

Summary: Buffy Summers lives with her sister Dawn, who's not known as the key yet and she's like 17-ish (in her teens). Joyce, their mom, is dead. I know!- so tragic, I love Joyce (tear) Ok so basically Buffy is spending her summer in Paris. She hasn't met Spike yet. This is a Spuffy fic! Only a little Bangel in the beginning. Oh yeah and Angel is still souled, but doesn't have that gypsy curse or whatever (meaning Angel is a happy boy on account of all the sex he can now have). Not much of a summary but you get the idea.. hopefully.

A/N: This is my first fic. Yeah.. i decided to get up off my lazy ass and start writing instead of just being an avid reader. I always meant to write, but I'm afraid I suck. Oh well, that's life for ya. Anyways, read on my lovely readers and don't forget to review your ass off. Type away like there's no tomorrow. Criticism, though not always liked, is always welcomed (praise too!).

-dee

This life gets lonely after a while.
I start to hate the routine I go through each day.
Oh baby, come here and sweep me away.

Chapter One: Beginnings

Buffy took a moment to breathe in the scent of her studio apartment before she opened her eyes. She was lying in a twin bed in her rather small Paris apartment that had a kitchenette and a connected bathroom. The sheets were an off-white that went well with the rest of her deep brown furniture.

Buffy lifted her head up to look at the clock that read 1:32 pm. She plopped herself back down in bed and snuggled in with a content smile spread across her face. Summer in Paris. Yep. She could definitely get used to this.

--

At around 2, Buffy dressed to go out and bounded down the hallway to her sister's apartment. She checked to see if the door was locked.

It was.

Buffy sighed and with fake enthusiasm she shouted, "Knock Knock Dawnie!" After awhile, she heard muffled noises on the other side of the door. "Alright I'm coming in." Buffy took out her extra key and went inside. The whole apartment was a mess; pizza boxes and clothes everywhere. Dawn lay in bed, lost among the sea of sheets that were messily tossed about. "Geez Dawn, you're like the big college brother I never had," she commented dryly while trying to clear a path, making her way through the clutter. Dawn grunted and pulled the sheets up over her head. Buffy sighed and gave up. "Fifteen minutes Dawn. I'll meet you in the hallway."

Buffy stepped out of Dawn's apartment and closed the door. There was a pause inside the apartment, but a minute later, Buffy heard noises of Dawn getting up and felt satisfied enough to relax against the door. She let her mind wander to… other things.

--

Buffy sat up in bed and made a slight whining noise. She couldn't sleep and she had a job interview tomorrow. She looked up and saw a shadow.

There he was. Angel.

He stood there leaning against the opening of her window glancing towards her with hooded eyes. Buffy opened her mouth to question his presence, but he silenced her by moving towards her bed with natural stealth. Their eyes met staying locked on each other as the silence between them grew. Angel took a sharp inhale of unneeded breath and moved to kiss Buffy. It was soft; more of a caress than a kiss. His hands glided over the small of Buffy's back and pulled her in to deepen the kiss. Buffy's mind was racing as Angel moved to take off his coat. This was it. Her first time. As the moment intensified, Buffy's breath grew needy and ragged. The sounds of her breathing were soon replaced by moans of pleasure, both hers and Angel's. Sex with Angel was slow and calm like Angel himself. He pumped in and out of her slowly, gradually increasing in speed. Buffy could feel the tension in her building signaling her impending release. Angel's hands were holding her close to get a better grip while Buffy lifted herself to meet his every thrust. Buffy and Angel both moaned and with one final pitch forward, Buffy screamed Angel's name and c—

--

"OOF!" The back of Buffy's head smacked against the carpet of Dawn's apartment. Buffy opened her eyes to see an upside down Dawn staring down at her with raised eyebrows. Buffy got up unsteadily a little flushed from what she was just thinking about. "Ready Dawn?" she said with an expecting smile. Dawn replied with a bored "yea," and passed by Buffy making her way down the hall.

Buffy paused with a sigh and tried to sympathize. The pain Dawn was still feeling from their mother's death was still strong and didn't show any signs of fading. Ever since the incident, Dawn had been weirdly disconnected like she just didn't care anymore. Her grades plummeted and she stopped talking to everyone. She rarely smiled and would often sneak out at night. Buffy had tried so many times to reach out, to comfort Dawn, but all she got was the cold shoulder. Dawn was so disconnected; Buffy often wondered if she'd ever be the happy little sister she grew up with again.

Dawn turned around to find Buffy staring into space. "Are you coming or are you just gonna stand there all day?" Buffy snapped out of her thoughts and took a deep breath looking up at Dawn. "Uhh.. yea, sorry." She tried a smile at Dawn who just ignored it and turned back the other way. Buffy's own smile faded as she went to catch up.

Ughh... yea that Bangel-ness was horrible to write. Normally, I wouldn't mind reading it, but I guess writing it is a different story. Well, I had to include it for the sake of it being Buffy's first time. Sorry to all the Spuffy shippers out there if I made you gag. You'll get some Spuffy action soon, I promise!

-dee