TITLE: The Reason Is You
AUTHOR: Kendycane
DISCLAIMER: I do not own BTVS or Angel they belong to the Jossverse
TIMELINE: Season Six of Buffy and Three of Angel, starts after Buffy
and Spike sleeping together.
SPOILERS: No Spoilers really, unless no one has seen season six and
three
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I started this Role Play Game with a friend of mine
and the idea just came to my head, basically the story is just about
buffy dealing with coming back from the dead and her way of dealing
is sleeping with Spike, Angel comes to Sunnydale...and well you'll
probably figure out the rest as the story starts.
FEEDBACK: Would be greatful for feedback, this is my first fanfiction
RATING: PG-13? for language.. I'm not really sure just yet.. there is
a lot of angst but also fluff.
Part Two
It was later the next night as Buffy left at the end of her shift at the Double Meat Palace going to the graveyard to patrol, she had told Dawn she would be home late again as usual which Dawn didnt mind because they had spent a few hours of the day watching movies together before she went to work, they had also stopped by the magic box to see what the others were up to since Xander and Anya were still planning things for their wedding. She smiled at the thought of her two friends going to tie the knot in about two months, which wasn't that far away, she was so happy for them and wished the best for the couple. When she entered the graveyard she did her best to not go to Spike's crypt, wrapping her arms around herself as she looked around for any vampires out to fight tonight.
Angel watched her from the shadows he remembered her words that didn't seem so long ago that she said his following her into the dark shadows without being seen was considered stalking and he had to smile at the memory. His eyes scanned her petite form, noticing how much thinner she looked since he had last seen her from their secret meeting, he closed his eyes, remembering how that meeting had went and he wished he could have followed her back to Sunnydale and help her through all that's happened.
Flashback to they're secret meeting...
Buffy stepped out of the cab, paying the driver with the little money that she had, her eyes scanning her surroundings of the place when she saw the black convertible and the tall man leaning against it with his hands in his coat pockets, her eyed immediately meeting his own chocolate brown ones that were filled with as much sadness as her own. She took a deep breathe before making her way towards him, feeling herself weaken when he pulled her into his embrace, burying his head against the nape of her neck, she bit back a sob, closing her eyes.
" Buffy...oh god.. Buffy your really.. god..." He mumbled into her ear, feeling tears escape his eyes and run down his cheeks, feeling her body go limp in his arms he held her tighter, sniffing her vanilla scent he remembered so dearly. He picked her up, carrying her into the Hotel building and up to their hotel room he had already reserved for. Closing the door behind him with her still in his arms he made his way towards the bed, laying down beside her with her still in his arms.
She let the sobs escape her lips, tightening her hold on him around his neck, keeping her eyes closed afraid that if she opened them, this would all be just a dream, that she'd awaken from her bed in Sunnydale and never see him again. She felt his hands run gently along her back, hearing him whisper softly in her ear soothing words that immediately calmed her down and before she knew she felt his cool lips pressing against her neck, then up to her jaw line and finally to her lips. The kiss wasn't passionate but it was enough for them to know it wouldn't go any farther then them holding each other and just kissing.
She kissed him back with what ever energy she had in her, running her fingers through his hair and moved her leg over his, moving closer against his body, a soft moan escape her lips when she opened her mouth inviting him in, feeling his tongue tease her own and she teased back, arching her back slightly and pressed herself more against him, rolling over on top to her back and pulled him on top of her letting his hands slide up the inside of her shirt.
Angel smiled against her lips as she moaned out his name, sucking her tongue into his mouth, as much as he knew that they should talk he didn't want to, he wanted to take her right here and right now, to know that she was real, that she wasn't another dream and he knew she wanted this to. It wasn't pure happiness anyways right? How could it be when they were both in so much pain? In a matter of moments they were both fully nude, they're kiss growing in a passionate fever, tongues dueling, skin touching, this was enough for them to go to the edge.
Buffy awoke an hour later, glad when she opened her eyes to see it wasn't morning yet, her eyes widening with fear as she analyzed what happened just an hour ago, she turned over to her other side, thankful to see that he was still there but still frightened that he may be Angelus. She lightly shook him, not wanting to wake him but just needing to know it was him and not his demon "Angel.. Angel wake up please.." He groaned sleepily opening his eyes to see fear in them and quickly pulled her into his arms," baby...what's wrong?.." he mumbled, then realized what it was that she was scared about," shh.. I'm still here. .I'm not going to leave.. promise.." he kissed her forehead, then her lips, feeling her body relax.
End of flashback...
Angel opened his eyes, the rest of the meeting a bit of a blur to him because he didn't want to remember it, it killed him too much to know that she was going through so much pain. He watched her stake the last vampire she fought and she headed towards Spike's crypt, turning his fists into balls as jealousy ran through him, he followed after her. He was going to make her sleeping with Spike come to an end, not because he wanted her all to himself but because she shouldn't be living like this.
Hours passed as Angel stood outside Spike's crypt watching them, keeping his growls from unleashing as he saw what Spike would do to her, this was going to end right now. Angel stormed into the crypt, growling with rage as his vampiric features glared into the moonlight. Buffy nearly jumped as she put the sheets against her chest to cover herself, looking up at Angel and saw the look on his face and she knew Spike was grinning, not caring how pissed his grande sire was. Was she in for a bumpy ride or what…
TBC...sorry for the cliffhanger guys, part three will be up so, I hope you liked this part!
