Disclaimer: I own NOTHING. I just changed a few of the song lyrics, not like I have them copyrighted either.

AN: I realize this song happens at the beginning but I really want to stick it in here, plus I've been mixing stuff up anyway! Also I'm putting some metaphor in here, a lot of which may not make sense to you... feel free to ask if you don't get it!

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Buffy walked through the graveyard holding back a cheery hum, afraid of bursting out into song.

"Hey!" Angel called and caught up with her, smiling and putting his hands in his pockets. Buffy smiled back, it was nice having Angel around. She'd had so many things she wanted to talk to him about, things like...

"Every single night
The same arrangement
I go out and fight the fight
Still I always feel
This strange estrangement..." Buffy trailed off, thinking of how she had been feeling less and less close to her friends as the days went on, and how she hadn't really cared.

"You're being here isn't real
Staying here isn't right." Angel sang softly, not really knowing how he knew what he did. Then Angel realized anything he sang could be blamed on this dumb singing curse, he held back a vampirish grin and started singing again.

"I've been making shows of averting girls
Just hoping no one knows
That I've been
dwelling on our devotions
Walking through the past." Angel sang about all the times he'd thought about Buffy since he left. He met Buffy's eyes for a split second, there was just a flicker of emotion before they went blank again and she turned away.

"No one seems to get through my heart..." Buffy sang softly, he wasn't getting through to her now and no one had since he'd left. She'd missed him... badly. Buffy didn't turn to face him but she did slow down so she was in step beside him.

"I thought I was brave
And maybe righteous
Now I find I'm weakening..." Angel cautiously slid a hand out of his pocket let it gently brush against Buffy's cold hand.

"Coming from your tomb
You'll find this fight just
Doesn't stand for a thing." Buffy glanced quickly at Angel, she was so cold that even his skin felt warm, or maybe it was just his touch.

"That's just not your ring." Angel sang with a concerned smile, Buffy knew they were fighting to save lives and protect people from harm. Surely she cared about all that. Angel tentatively laced his fingers with hers and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. Maybe they couldn't be together but he could still be there for her.

"Thanks for noticing..." Buffy said flatly, all of her friends seemed to be too happy with the fact that she was back to notice something wasn't right or maybe they didn't want to know. But even so, she didn't see anything worth fighting for anymore... Angel didn't know what he was talking about. Suddenly a small group of demons and vampires came together and started singing to Angel with freakishly happy smiles on their faces.

"She does pretty well with fiends from hell
But lately..." The demons started together and branched off as Buffy attacked.

"Can't you tell?" a confused vampire asked of Angel, Buffy quickly dusted the singing ghoul.

"That she's just
Loosing all devotions
Faking it somehow" A large green demon continued, until Buffy chopped its head off. Angel stared bewildered around at the different demons, how did these possessed singing creatures of the night know so much about Buffy.

"She's not even half the girl she-ow…" A reddish orange demon was cut off mid verse by a sword swung through his chest.

"Will it stay this way forever
singing through all life's endeavors?" Buffy sang tiredly wiping sweat off her brow and continuing quickly on.

A handsome princely looking man with golden locks and hazel brown eyes turned to Buffy with his arms spread wide.

"How can I repay-" the man sang in a glorious deep voice.

"Whatever
She don't want to be-" Angel sang and shoved the tall handsome man out of his way with ease, trying fiercely to catch up with Buffy. If she had to put up with crackpots like that every night... no wonder she was so depressed!

"Loosing all devotion
Losing all the drive
I can't even see if this is really me..." Buffy sang in a feeble voice, turning to meet Angel in the eyes. He eyes staring sadly at him, waiting for some answer. Angel knew that look her eyes, that longing.

"We just want to be..." Angel sang softly, cupping her face in his hand.

"Alive" They both sang softly, leaning close to each other until their lips brushed against each other in a quick but passionate kiss.

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Now before anyone kills me, I'm not quite sure if I'm a Spuffy or a Bangel fan. But she defiantly has some genuine feelings for Angel and there's stuff he can relate to with her that Spike can't. It took me a long time to get this up and I hope you guys liked it!