Title – Fia'in Summer
Summary –Two lives being led by one person. Buffy Summers is the newly famous punk singer Fia'in Slayer, what happens when her friends find out.
Disclaimer – Not mine! All characters belong to Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon
Rating – Pg-13, I suppose.
A/N – I suck at writing so it takes me a bit to write a chapter that I find view worthy. Sorry, but I hate to have my story begin good but than slowly deteriorate in the quality.
Chapter 7
Arriving back in Sunnydale was only the beginning of the end of Buffy's double-agent life. Though she was still blind to what was about to happen, a dread filled feeling was creeping into the pits of her stomach. It was with only fleeting worries that she thought about being exposed. It hadn't happened in the last years she had spent in Sunnydale, why would it happen now.
As the days began to pass Buffy became increasingly paranoid. Every time she left the house she felt as though she was being watched. When she was with her friends she was constantly viewing the area that surrounded her looking for any oddities. Buffy even went to such extreme extents that she began to make sure her curtains were closed at all times.
Her friends noticed her increasing paranoia and they were beginning to worry about the state of their friend's mind. It had only been two days since her return but they could tell something was bugging her. So, come the third day the females of the group decided it was about time they confronted her.
"Buffy how about a girl's night. You just came back and school is starting again soon, so tonight is on of the only nights we might have free for a while." Cordelia started the conversation, as they sat around a bench in the Expresso Pump.
"Hey, sounds like fun. You want to sleep at my house or crash somewhere else?"
"Your house B, definitely." Faith answered for the rest.
"Is Giles going to be there. He is after all old and he may not enjoy having to spend the night with five females." Anya tactlessly states.
"Nah, Giles is actually gone for the next few days. He had a appraising job in New York." That was Giles' cover. He said he was an appraiser for antique weapons and sculptures. He even took over the Gallery my mother used to own before she died. It was nice to know that it would continue to prosper even though my mother was gone.
"Perfect", Faith exclaimed.
I could see the wheels in her head begin to turn. She was probably planning some outrageous back-to-school party that would most likely result in me getting trouble with Giles. With these thoughts I sighed because I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop it from happening.
"Party", both Anya and Cordelia shouted.
That sealed my fate. Three of four friend's voice their agreement while I know the other is silently agreeing is too much for me to resist. "Fine, a party at my house tonight," I hesitantly agree. With a burst of noise they voiced their appreciation.
"If your sure."
"Yes."
"Wicked."
"Knew you'd see it our way."
As they finished speaking I told them the price they would have to pay for ganging-up on me.
"Now guys you didn't think there wasn't a price did you," I began with a mock-disappointing shake of my head. "Now you've convinced be to party to night. In my house at that, that means you guys have to sleep over so you can help me clean up afterwards." This received a round of groans. Clean up was always the worst part of parties.
"Fine we'll stay and clean, but you have to buy us pizza." Faith continued to bargain.
Not wanting to be swindled I countered, "If you can get the guys to help, I'll buy pizza and drinks for everyone. No guys, no pizza."
"Deal," Willow answered for the rest.
"Great, now how about we head out to my place and get it ready for this party." I suggested.
Walking back to my house, we chatted about the mundane things of life like shoes and boys. I listened to the banter within the group and wonder what would happen when they found out that I have kept so much from them. It won't be easy but hopefully our friendship will be strong enough to withstand my deceit. I didn't want to think about that now. Those thoughts would just bring me down.
It's hard to live this type of life, to know that you friends trust you yet you can entrust you biggest secret with them. It's horrible. Knowing the depth the wound will be when they find out the truth, yet not being able to do anything about it. How the secret eats you alive everyday you spend in their presence but unwilling to leave. And though you have all this knowledge you still can not do anything.
"So you tell Oz and Xander," Cordelia instructed Willow and Anya.
"I'll take Spike," Faith said with a suggestive leer.
"I'm sure you will," Cordelia huffed. "Well, I'll tell Doyle so that leaves you with Angel Buffy."
"Why me can't you tell him after you tell Doyle or one of the others," I begged.
For the past year the girls have done everything in their power to shove Angel and me together, and lately its gotten kind of awkward. Little do they know that it would take greater powers than them to allow that to happen. Not only won't I allow myself to act on my feelings, also Angel sees me as a friend and nothing more.
Angel is the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen and he sees me as one of his best friends. I guess that's all for the good since I don't date, then again it is slightly discouraging to know that such a hot guy never thought of me like that. I know he date Willow when he was in Junior high, he dated Faith the first year I was here, and then Cordelia the second. Besides me Anya was the only that he hasn't dated and that's because Xander and her started dating before Angel had a chance at her.
And I know he doesn't think of me that way from the stories I heard from the others. They all said that Angel was an open book when it came to his female relations, but the only thing I saw when he looked at me was deep friendship. Just once I wish that he would look at me like he did when he was watching his chick of the week.
Sighing I pulled out of my thoughts as we entered my home. I called out to Giles just to make sure that he was actually gone, and then we began to setup for the party. Only a couple hours later we had finished and I was seeing the others out. I would be nice to sit down and relax before everyone got here.
"Don't forget to tell Angel B," Faith yelled the reminder back at me.
Shit and I thought I would have gotten away with saying I forgot. Guess that option is out the window. Sighing I headed for the shower and then to change. It was common knowledge that I wouldn't get time to dress for the party after I get back. Once the shower was done I changed into my black mini-skirt, red halter and black overcoat. Slipping into my heels, I walk out to my car and drive over to Angel's. Knocking on the door I wait for either Kathy, his younger sister, or Mrs. O'Conner to open the door.
"Buffy," Kathy squealed when she saw me.
"Kathy how are you doing," I questioned as I pulled her into a hug.
Kathy was like the sister I never had. The first time we met was unforgettable, though it might have had something to do the embarrassing situation I had gotten into.
Flashback
I walked into the O'Conner home after meeting Mrs. O'Conner herself, and I was stunned to see such artistic living room. The child that was about the age of eight, who sat on the old-style couch seemed out place or rather, time. She was wearing and orange jumpsuit with a red shirt. And she seemed to be reading some book that looked to be very antique.
It took her a few moments to realize that she wasn't alone in the room anymore. When she looked at me, she just cocked her head sideways before closing the book, standing, and walking over to me in elegant strides that had taken myself years to master. For a seemingly innocent, and young child she sure embarrassed me easily.
"Who are you? Are you another one of his girls?" She asked with curiosity.
I almost fainted. How was I supposed to answer that. I was an only child and I had never been around young ones without someone who knew how to field a childs question. The only thing that I knew to say was a resounding, but shaky 'NO".
Flashback Ended
"You here to see my brother." It was more a statement than a question, "I'll just holler for him. "Liam get your ass down here now."
"Kathy do not swear, you know how mother is," Angel responded while bounding down the steps, "why are you hollering anyway."
"Buffy's here," she replied, "and you might want to wipe that lipstick off your collar before mom gets home."
"Yeah, yeah, smart-ass."
"Oh and Liam..."
"Yes?"
"Make sure to have that girl gone by the time mom is home, she won't be happy if she finds out you had a girl up in your room."
"Fine, leave so I can talk to Buffy, brat," the last part was muttered under hi breath. "So Buffy what is it you wanted?"
"Oh, nothing it seems your busy anyway, I didn't mean to disturb you?" I answered quickly in hopes to get away before my heart could break anymore.
It was always difficult to see or hear about the ladies that Angel dates, cause I know I'll never be one of them. It isn't something I like to dwell on when I'd rather be daydreaming about my fantasy life with Angel.
"Come on, it had to have been something. You never come over to my house for no reason."
"Angel, really it's nothing. The girls just wanted me to tell you that I was having kind of welcome home/Back to school party at my place tonight. Like I said before nothing important, I'm sorry about interrupting you little rendezvous."
"That's fine really, and I'll definitely be at the party tonight. You do after all throw the best." He teases.
"Ok, I see you later tonight then," I say while slightly smiling.
I turn around and leave his home. I wish I could be the girl that was upstairs probably laying on Angel's bed waiting for his return. Sighing I try to lead myself away from these thoughts, knowing they would only bring me pain or an unfilled burning in the pit of my stomach.
Summary –Two lives being led by one person. Buffy Summers is the newly famous punk singer Fia'in Slayer, what happens when her friends find out.
Disclaimer – Not mine! All characters belong to Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon
Rating – Pg-13, I suppose.
A/N – I suck at writing so it takes me a bit to write a chapter that I find view worthy. Sorry, but I hate to have my story begin good but than slowly deteriorate in the quality.
Chapter 7
Arriving back in Sunnydale was only the beginning of the end of Buffy's double-agent life. Though she was still blind to what was about to happen, a dread filled feeling was creeping into the pits of her stomach. It was with only fleeting worries that she thought about being exposed. It hadn't happened in the last years she had spent in Sunnydale, why would it happen now.
As the days began to pass Buffy became increasingly paranoid. Every time she left the house she felt as though she was being watched. When she was with her friends she was constantly viewing the area that surrounded her looking for any oddities. Buffy even went to such extreme extents that she began to make sure her curtains were closed at all times.
Her friends noticed her increasing paranoia and they were beginning to worry about the state of their friend's mind. It had only been two days since her return but they could tell something was bugging her. So, come the third day the females of the group decided it was about time they confronted her.
"Buffy how about a girl's night. You just came back and school is starting again soon, so tonight is on of the only nights we might have free for a while." Cordelia started the conversation, as they sat around a bench in the Expresso Pump.
"Hey, sounds like fun. You want to sleep at my house or crash somewhere else?"
"Your house B, definitely." Faith answered for the rest.
"Is Giles going to be there. He is after all old and he may not enjoy having to spend the night with five females." Anya tactlessly states.
"Nah, Giles is actually gone for the next few days. He had a appraising job in New York." That was Giles' cover. He said he was an appraiser for antique weapons and sculptures. He even took over the Gallery my mother used to own before she died. It was nice to know that it would continue to prosper even though my mother was gone.
"Perfect", Faith exclaimed.
I could see the wheels in her head begin to turn. She was probably planning some outrageous back-to-school party that would most likely result in me getting trouble with Giles. With these thoughts I sighed because I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop it from happening.
"Party", both Anya and Cordelia shouted.
That sealed my fate. Three of four friend's voice their agreement while I know the other is silently agreeing is too much for me to resist. "Fine, a party at my house tonight," I hesitantly agree. With a burst of noise they voiced their appreciation.
"If your sure."
"Yes."
"Wicked."
"Knew you'd see it our way."
As they finished speaking I told them the price they would have to pay for ganging-up on me.
"Now guys you didn't think there wasn't a price did you," I began with a mock-disappointing shake of my head. "Now you've convinced be to party to night. In my house at that, that means you guys have to sleep over so you can help me clean up afterwards." This received a round of groans. Clean up was always the worst part of parties.
"Fine we'll stay and clean, but you have to buy us pizza." Faith continued to bargain.
Not wanting to be swindled I countered, "If you can get the guys to help, I'll buy pizza and drinks for everyone. No guys, no pizza."
"Deal," Willow answered for the rest.
"Great, now how about we head out to my place and get it ready for this party." I suggested.
Walking back to my house, we chatted about the mundane things of life like shoes and boys. I listened to the banter within the group and wonder what would happen when they found out that I have kept so much from them. It won't be easy but hopefully our friendship will be strong enough to withstand my deceit. I didn't want to think about that now. Those thoughts would just bring me down.
It's hard to live this type of life, to know that you friends trust you yet you can entrust you biggest secret with them. It's horrible. Knowing the depth the wound will be when they find out the truth, yet not being able to do anything about it. How the secret eats you alive everyday you spend in their presence but unwilling to leave. And though you have all this knowledge you still can not do anything.
"So you tell Oz and Xander," Cordelia instructed Willow and Anya.
"I'll take Spike," Faith said with a suggestive leer.
"I'm sure you will," Cordelia huffed. "Well, I'll tell Doyle so that leaves you with Angel Buffy."
"Why me can't you tell him after you tell Doyle or one of the others," I begged.
For the past year the girls have done everything in their power to shove Angel and me together, and lately its gotten kind of awkward. Little do they know that it would take greater powers than them to allow that to happen. Not only won't I allow myself to act on my feelings, also Angel sees me as a friend and nothing more.
Angel is the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen and he sees me as one of his best friends. I guess that's all for the good since I don't date, then again it is slightly discouraging to know that such a hot guy never thought of me like that. I know he date Willow when he was in Junior high, he dated Faith the first year I was here, and then Cordelia the second. Besides me Anya was the only that he hasn't dated and that's because Xander and her started dating before Angel had a chance at her.
And I know he doesn't think of me that way from the stories I heard from the others. They all said that Angel was an open book when it came to his female relations, but the only thing I saw when he looked at me was deep friendship. Just once I wish that he would look at me like he did when he was watching his chick of the week.
Sighing I pulled out of my thoughts as we entered my home. I called out to Giles just to make sure that he was actually gone, and then we began to setup for the party. Only a couple hours later we had finished and I was seeing the others out. I would be nice to sit down and relax before everyone got here.
"Don't forget to tell Angel B," Faith yelled the reminder back at me.
Shit and I thought I would have gotten away with saying I forgot. Guess that option is out the window. Sighing I headed for the shower and then to change. It was common knowledge that I wouldn't get time to dress for the party after I get back. Once the shower was done I changed into my black mini-skirt, red halter and black overcoat. Slipping into my heels, I walk out to my car and drive over to Angel's. Knocking on the door I wait for either Kathy, his younger sister, or Mrs. O'Conner to open the door.
"Buffy," Kathy squealed when she saw me.
"Kathy how are you doing," I questioned as I pulled her into a hug.
Kathy was like the sister I never had. The first time we met was unforgettable, though it might have had something to do the embarrassing situation I had gotten into.
Flashback
I walked into the O'Conner home after meeting Mrs. O'Conner herself, and I was stunned to see such artistic living room. The child that was about the age of eight, who sat on the old-style couch seemed out place or rather, time. She was wearing and orange jumpsuit with a red shirt. And she seemed to be reading some book that looked to be very antique.
It took her a few moments to realize that she wasn't alone in the room anymore. When she looked at me, she just cocked her head sideways before closing the book, standing, and walking over to me in elegant strides that had taken myself years to master. For a seemingly innocent, and young child she sure embarrassed me easily.
"Who are you? Are you another one of his girls?" She asked with curiosity.
I almost fainted. How was I supposed to answer that. I was an only child and I had never been around young ones without someone who knew how to field a childs question. The only thing that I knew to say was a resounding, but shaky 'NO".
Flashback Ended
"You here to see my brother." It was more a statement than a question, "I'll just holler for him. "Liam get your ass down here now."
"Kathy do not swear, you know how mother is," Angel responded while bounding down the steps, "why are you hollering anyway."
"Buffy's here," she replied, "and you might want to wipe that lipstick off your collar before mom gets home."
"Yeah, yeah, smart-ass."
"Oh and Liam..."
"Yes?"
"Make sure to have that girl gone by the time mom is home, she won't be happy if she finds out you had a girl up in your room."
"Fine, leave so I can talk to Buffy, brat," the last part was muttered under hi breath. "So Buffy what is it you wanted?"
"Oh, nothing it seems your busy anyway, I didn't mean to disturb you?" I answered quickly in hopes to get away before my heart could break anymore.
It was always difficult to see or hear about the ladies that Angel dates, cause I know I'll never be one of them. It isn't something I like to dwell on when I'd rather be daydreaming about my fantasy life with Angel.
"Come on, it had to have been something. You never come over to my house for no reason."
"Angel, really it's nothing. The girls just wanted me to tell you that I was having kind of welcome home/Back to school party at my place tonight. Like I said before nothing important, I'm sorry about interrupting you little rendezvous."
"That's fine really, and I'll definitely be at the party tonight. You do after all throw the best." He teases.
"Ok, I see you later tonight then," I say while slightly smiling.
I turn around and leave his home. I wish I could be the girl that was upstairs probably laying on Angel's bed waiting for his return. Sighing I try to lead myself away from these thoughts, knowing they would only bring me pain or an unfilled burning in the pit of my stomach.