Chapter II
Unspoken Words an a Unspoken Kiss

Buffy sighed as she came to the front door of her house. "What a long and disappointing night, no vampires to vent my anger." She sighed loudly remembering the kiss that her and Angel had. I bet he's a better kisser.. When he gets into-- Her thoughts quickly interrupted by a noise. Automatic reflexes, she turned around stake firmly clutched into her fist. She heard nothing "Gah." She turned back around and right into Willow.

"Willow! Geez you have to warn people before you do that! You're getting to be as bad as Angel." She moved passed Willow. "I wish that you could hum or something.. Before sneaking up on someone."

Willow was concerned, "Rough night Buffy? Let me guess Angel was making with the kissies?"

Buffy sighed opening the door of her house and sliding in so that Willow could join her. "Is it wrong for me to want him? I know he's a.. pale American." She looked around for her mom. Her mother wasn't aware of her extra curricular activities after school. Even though her mother asked, she'd come up with some sort of excuse for being out so late. It's usually, 'I was out with Willow.' or 'Studying at the library.' But surely her mom would know otherwise since her grades were slacking off a bit. She'd always tell her mom she didn't test well. Luckily she believed Buffy.

Buffy headed upstairs and into the comfort of her bedroom. She slumped on the bed watching Willow shut the door and join her side. "So how was the smoochies?"
Buffy smiled, "So.. Good." She could remember it well.

Willow, "You're lucky. Xander will never see me like that. I guess I'll have to do some sort of mojo on him." She sighed loudly, disappointingly.

Buffy sat up and moved her back against the headboard. "Will, you have to take charge. Tell him how you feel. And if he doesn't feel the same. Oh well!" She put her hand on Willows. "If it doesn't work out, trust me you'll find someone."

Willow nodded.

Within a few minutes there was a tap at the window. She shot a look over to Willow. "Who could that be?"

She got off the bed and went to the window. Sliding up the window. Angel.

"Can I come in?"

Buffy exchanged looks with Willow before returning her attention back on Angel. "Yeah, come in."

Willow stood. "I should be getting home anyway. Mom is being a little weird. Now that I have friends she thinks I'm into the 'crack'."

Buffy smirked. "You know me crack head Buffy. Look at what influence I've brought on you."

They both exchanged laughs before they exchanged goodbyes.

"I'll see you soon, be careful."

Willow nodded and waved goodbye to both of them. Willow knew three is a crowd. She knew that too well, too often.

Buffy watched Willow exit the room before looking back at Angel who'd made himself comfy on her full sized bed. "Willow, she's quite.. interesting."

Buffy smiled and joined him, "Yeah she's quite the human."

Angel nodded and sat up on the bed. "You.. are, too."

Buffy blushed as Angel started caressing her hand with his.

"You're.. different."

Buffy didn't know how to react to that, she was always told she was 'different.' Different was usually a bad thing. "Oo?"

"Is that bad Buffy?" He said her name a way that brought chill bumps to her arms. There was something about him that made her heart pound faster and louder. As if she'd loose conciousness at any moment by any lingering touch that he'd give her. It was still to early in the 'relationship.' She didn't want to seem desperate or naive. She wanted to be in control of her destiny. She figured, that'd be the only way I could truely have control over my life. Can't control my slaying duties.. nope can't quit that. Giles would have a fit. Well not to mention there'd be a lot of dead people walking the Earth. And I really can't have such a burden on my 5'3" tall body.

"No, it's not bad."

They both nodded. Angel unsure of how far this would go before it'd end up in blissful agony. He slowly moved towards Buffy. His lips grazing hers softly.

Just then her mother knocked on her door. Angel backed away slowly standing up in the process. "I should go."

"Yeah." She nodded slowly opening her eyes and looking back at the door. "I'll see you soon?"

Angel nodded. "Goodnight, Buffy."