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 know its taking forever to be BA but you just can't go from Buffy not dating to dating. Even if it would appease most. It is coming shortly in the next couple of chapters or so if my plot works out.
Chapter 8
The party was is in mid-swing now and everyone but Angel had arrived. The living room is pact with classmates and peers from school. It's amazing how many people can fit into Giles' small home. Even though we made sure all the little knick-knacks were out of harms way, I still fear that something will get broken. And all I can do is pray that it doesn't happen, cause then it clearly show Giles' that I had, had a party while he was away.
"B, why aren't you drinking." Faith asked with a slight slur.
"I'm drinking see," I say while holding up my vodka and Pepsi.
"What is that, like you first drink. That ain't drinking, that's being a goody-good."
"Whatever," I mutter before speaking to her again, "I'll talk with you later, k. I have to check on the rest of the party."
She doesn't reply, instead just turns around, grabs a guy from the crowd, and begins to slither up and down his body. Not wanting to watch my friend practically mate on the floor, for the entire world to see including Spike, I move towards the band. By the corner of the stage I can see Willow watching Oz play.
"Hey after this set why don't you guys take a break. We can turn on the sound system while you guys mingle." Yell to the band.
Oz nods his head before turning his attention back to the chords. Nodding to Willow, who was now smiling brightly I make my way towards the stairs to do another round of the upstairs. I sure didn't need anyone going up there to make-out and lend up finding something that would incriminate me as Fia'in Slayer, like my voice training room.
Coming back down the stairs after finishing the quick round, I hear Angel talking, "Hey Spike, where's Buffy I want to introduce her to Kate, here."
'Great just what I needed' I mentally groaned. Of course he would have brought his new women along. After all I couldn't get a break could I. Sometimes it could be so difficult to be friends with my crush, but then life wouldn't be the same without him. Shaking myself from my thoughts, I focus on the present. Walking down the steps I try to slip into the kitchen without being noticed, however it seems that luck just isn't on my side tonight.
"Buffy, hey," I hear Angel holler to me through the crowd.
I stop and turn around with a sigh, only to be met with a broad chest. I guess he wasn't that far away after all. Slowly moving my eyes to his face, I try to regain my breath. Every time I see him, my breathing becomes frantic. It's like I am knocked blind-sided, and every time it happens it's a little more disconcerting then before.
"HI," I squeak.
"Buff, I'd like you to meet Kate. Kate this is Buffy, one of my best friends." He says with his deep slightly hypnotic voice.
'God, my knees get week with just his voice image what his hands over my body...' No can't think like that. I can't have a boyfriend. 'But he's so gorgeous. Just think what kind of things he could do to your body.' No things, he's a good friend that's it, that's all. Nothing more. 'But image the things those sweet lips could...'
"Hey Buff you ok."
"Yeah, why," I questioned.
"You kind of zoned out," he said with a concerned tone.
While he was looking concerned, his date was glaring daggers at me. I couldn't blame her, it was probably plainly obvious what I was thinking. Some times I wonder if it would be too hard to date and keep secrets from my partner. Knowing that it would be ruined whenever I did eventually tell them the truth I pushed the thoughts back. I had been considering it more and more as the summer progressed.
"Sorry, I was just thinking. So what was it that you were saying before I zoned."
"Right. I was just introducing you to Kate, my date," he informed me.
'Of course his date.' "Was she the one at your house today." I questioned in what I hoped was only a curious voice, not one filled with jealousy.
Man, I hated what he did to me. He made me act as if I was the jealous ex-girlfriend, when in fact I had never been the girlfriend to begin with.
"No." was his simple answer.
Needing a way out of this conversation, I look around the room for a distraction I could use. That was when I saw Faith climb onto the coffee table and begin to pull her top over her head.
"I'll talk to later Angel, I have to take care of Faith," I tossed back to him as I made my way over to the other side of the room. I never did see the slight trace of annoyance and defeat in his eyes. And even if I had I never would have guess that the defeat was from my reaction towards his date.
Not seeing Spike anywhere, I shake my head and push the drooling apes, or boys if you like to call them that, out of my way. Once in front of my coffee table I try to grab Faith's attention. I didn't think she actually saw me, but I knew different once I felt myself being pulled onto the table along with Faith.
"Oh no Faith. Let's not do this." She didn't seem to listen because she continued to dance to the now booming sound system. "Spike, think about Spike. He will be so mad that you're doing this." I try to reason.
"Don't worry about it Spike, I'll deal with him later. Plus, he's over in the corner passed out."
Turning to look over at where she pointed I saw him slumped over in what looked to be one of the most uncomfortable positions there is. Damn, there went that backup. Going to turn back to Faith I noticed an older looking male step into my home. I dismissed his presence for I was more worried about Faith and the scene she was creating. It took me forever, but I finally managed to pull Faith from the table. Deciding she had enough for the night, I took her upstairs to my guestroom and laid her in bed.
Coming back down stairs I look for Angel hoping to get his help in bringing Spike up to the room that I had deposited Faith in. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I scanned the crowd and noticed that the male from when Faith was dancing on the table was talking with Willow and Oz.
Ignoring him again I turn my attention back to locating Angel. When I saw him in the corner of the room kissing some brunette chick, I wished not for the first time that it was. Shaking my thoughts from my head before they could take flight, I walked towards Angel cursing myself for the secrets I keep.
"Angel if you can unattach yourself from her lips could I get your help," I asked with a tinge of annoyance lacing my voice.
He broke the kiss, looked at me, said something to the woman in front of him, and then gave her on last kiss before making his way over to me. God I wish I could just ignore him for the rest of the night, but I needed his help with Spike.
"What is it Buff."
"I need your help with taking Spike upstairs," I reply.
With a raised eyebrow he asked, "You made me break off my very satisfying session with Lilah, so I could help with Spike?"
"Yes, if it's such a big deal, help me with Spike that way you can get back to Lil... Wait weren't you here with Kate?"
"Yep."
"What happened to her, or do I want to know?" I asked with a little disgust.
Angel just simply smiled before responding, "Kate got boring and so I dumped her and picked up Lilah."
"You're a pig, you know that," I say.
"You still love me though," he said teasingly.
"I don't know sometimes I have to wonder," I tease back though instead my jealousy is eating me up.
"You do. You can't deny it for much longer. Now lets get Spike so we can get back to the party."
"More like you can get back to sucking face with Lilah," I mutter under my breath.
"What was that Buff."
"Nothing, Spikes over in this corner," I pointed towards the corner I last saw him in.
He was still there, however in a slightly more comfortable position. He must have had more than a little to much to drink cause he had been passed out for at least half a hour. Stepping up to him, I wait for angel to follow.
Once Angel is on the other side, we both slip an arm around our necks and heave his limp body up. For being so scrawny he sure does way a pound or two. Motioning for Angel to start walking, we make our way to the stairs. We eventually make it up the stairs after a great amount of struggle. Sighing, I motion to the open door, and we begin to walk once again.
Once Spike was deposited we left the room and headed back downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs I go to thank Angel when I see he has already left my side and is making his way towards Lilah again. Deciding to forget about the Angel parts of my day, I turn back to living room and I notice that the unfamiliar male from before is still talking to Willow, while Oz is back on stage playing again. Making my way over to Willow for introduction I halt in my steps when I am close enough to hear their conversation.
"This is not Fia'in Slayer's home, you pompous British ass. This happens to be my best friends step-father's home, and I think you should leave."
"Dear girl, I assure you that this is Fia'in Slayer's residence. I followed her all the way from Los Angeles."
"Stalking is illegal in all fifty states you know," Willow exclaimed haughtily.
"It isn't stalking. I am in fact a reporter for the LA Confidential. My assignment was to find out how Slayer spent her last year in Europe. What a surprise it was for me when she never flew out to Europe but drove to a small town only hours away from her public residence." The male tried to explain.
From this distance I could see that Willow was getting more and more confused as the conversation droned on. I couldn't blame her here was this man that was sure that this house that belonged to her friends' stepfather was actually he idol's home. God this year continued to get worse as it rolled on.
"I will not say this again this is my friend's home and I'm going to have to ask you to leave." She said coolly.
"Of course, but I can assure you have not lied to you this night."
With that he turned and exited the house. Without even realizing it a breath of relieve was expelled. Geez, this was all I needed some nosey reporter that was looking to make it big. Just means I would have to be extra careful now that I knew what the person who had been watching me for the past few days was. No need to expose myself to him too easily after all.
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 know its taking forever to be BA but you just can't go from Buffy not dating to dating. Even if it would appease most. It is coming shortly in the next couple of chapters or so if my plot works out.
Chapter 8
The party was is in mid-swing now and everyone but Angel had arrived. The living room is pact with classmates and peers from school. It's amazing how many people can fit into Giles' small home. Even though we made sure all the little knick-knacks were out of harms way, I still fear that something will get broken. And all I can do is pray that it doesn't happen, cause then it clearly show Giles' that I had, had a party while he was away.
"B, why aren't you drinking." Faith asked with a slight slur.
"I'm drinking see," I say while holding up my vodka and Pepsi.
"What is that, like you first drink. That ain't drinking, that's being a goody-good."
"Whatever," I mutter before speaking to her again, "I'll talk with you later, k. I have to check on the rest of the party."
She doesn't reply, instead just turns around, grabs a guy from the crowd, and begins to slither up and down his body. Not wanting to watch my friend practically mate on the floor, for the entire world to see including Spike, I move towards the band. By the corner of the stage I can see Willow watching Oz play.
"Hey after this set why don't you guys take a break. We can turn on the sound system while you guys mingle." Yell to the band.
Oz nods his head before turning his attention back to the chords. Nodding to Willow, who was now smiling brightly I make my way towards the stairs to do another round of the upstairs. I sure didn't need anyone going up there to make-out and lend up finding something that would incriminate me as Fia'in Slayer, like my voice training room.
Coming back down the stairs after finishing the quick round, I hear Angel talking, "Hey Spike, where's Buffy I want to introduce her to Kate, here."
'Great just what I needed' I mentally groaned. Of course he would have brought his new women along. After all I couldn't get a break could I. Sometimes it could be so difficult to be friends with my crush, but then life wouldn't be the same without him. Shaking myself from my thoughts, I focus on the present. Walking down the steps I try to slip into the kitchen without being noticed, however it seems that luck just isn't on my side tonight.
"Buffy, hey," I hear Angel holler to me through the crowd.
I stop and turn around with a sigh, only to be met with a broad chest. I guess he wasn't that far away after all. Slowly moving my eyes to his face, I try to regain my breath. Every time I see him, my breathing becomes frantic. It's like I am knocked blind-sided, and every time it happens it's a little more disconcerting then before.
"HI," I squeak.
"Buff, I'd like you to meet Kate. Kate this is Buffy, one of my best friends." He says with his deep slightly hypnotic voice.
'God, my knees get week with just his voice image what his hands over my body...' No can't think like that. I can't have a boyfriend. 'But he's so gorgeous. Just think what kind of things he could do to your body.' No things, he's a good friend that's it, that's all. Nothing more. 'But image the things those sweet lips could...'
"Hey Buff you ok."
"Yeah, why," I questioned.
"You kind of zoned out," he said with a concerned tone.
While he was looking concerned, his date was glaring daggers at me. I couldn't blame her, it was probably plainly obvious what I was thinking. Some times I wonder if it would be too hard to date and keep secrets from my partner. Knowing that it would be ruined whenever I did eventually tell them the truth I pushed the thoughts back. I had been considering it more and more as the summer progressed.
"Sorry, I was just thinking. So what was it that you were saying before I zoned."
"Right. I was just introducing you to Kate, my date," he informed me.
'Of course his date.' "Was she the one at your house today." I questioned in what I hoped was only a curious voice, not one filled with jealousy.
Man, I hated what he did to me. He made me act as if I was the jealous ex-girlfriend, when in fact I had never been the girlfriend to begin with.
"No." was his simple answer.
Needing a way out of this conversation, I look around the room for a distraction I could use. That was when I saw Faith climb onto the coffee table and begin to pull her top over her head.
"I'll talk to later Angel, I have to take care of Faith," I tossed back to him as I made my way over to the other side of the room. I never did see the slight trace of annoyance and defeat in his eyes. And even if I had I never would have guess that the defeat was from my reaction towards his date.
Not seeing Spike anywhere, I shake my head and push the drooling apes, or boys if you like to call them that, out of my way. Once in front of my coffee table I try to grab Faith's attention. I didn't think she actually saw me, but I knew different once I felt myself being pulled onto the table along with Faith.
"Oh no Faith. Let's not do this." She didn't seem to listen because she continued to dance to the now booming sound system. "Spike, think about Spike. He will be so mad that you're doing this." I try to reason.
"Don't worry about it Spike, I'll deal with him later. Plus, he's over in the corner passed out."
Turning to look over at where she pointed I saw him slumped over in what looked to be one of the most uncomfortable positions there is. Damn, there went that backup. Going to turn back to Faith I noticed an older looking male step into my home. I dismissed his presence for I was more worried about Faith and the scene she was creating. It took me forever, but I finally managed to pull Faith from the table. Deciding she had enough for the night, I took her upstairs to my guestroom and laid her in bed.
Coming back down stairs I look for Angel hoping to get his help in bringing Spike up to the room that I had deposited Faith in. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I scanned the crowd and noticed that the male from when Faith was dancing on the table was talking with Willow and Oz.
Ignoring him again I turn my attention back to locating Angel. When I saw him in the corner of the room kissing some brunette chick, I wished not for the first time that it was. Shaking my thoughts from my head before they could take flight, I walked towards Angel cursing myself for the secrets I keep.
"Angel if you can unattach yourself from her lips could I get your help," I asked with a tinge of annoyance lacing my voice.
He broke the kiss, looked at me, said something to the woman in front of him, and then gave her on last kiss before making his way over to me. God I wish I could just ignore him for the rest of the night, but I needed his help with Spike.
"What is it Buff."
"I need your help with taking Spike upstairs," I reply.
With a raised eyebrow he asked, "You made me break off my very satisfying session with Lilah, so I could help with Spike?"
"Yes, if it's such a big deal, help me with Spike that way you can get back to Lil... Wait weren't you here with Kate?"
"Yep."
"What happened to her, or do I want to know?" I asked with a little disgust.
Angel just simply smiled before responding, "Kate got boring and so I dumped her and picked up Lilah."
"You're a pig, you know that," I say.
"You still love me though," he said teasingly.
"I don't know sometimes I have to wonder," I tease back though instead my jealousy is eating me up.
"You do. You can't deny it for much longer. Now lets get Spike so we can get back to the party."
"More like you can get back to sucking face with Lilah," I mutter under my breath.
"What was that Buff."
"Nothing, Spikes over in this corner," I pointed towards the corner I last saw him in.
He was still there, however in a slightly more comfortable position. He must have had more than a little to much to drink cause he had been passed out for at least half a hour. Stepping up to him, I wait for angel to follow.
Once Angel is on the other side, we both slip an arm around our necks and heave his limp body up. For being so scrawny he sure does way a pound or two. Motioning for Angel to start walking, we make our way to the stairs. We eventually make it up the stairs after a great amount of struggle. Sighing, I motion to the open door, and we begin to walk once again.
Once Spike was deposited we left the room and headed back downstairs. At the bottom of the stairs I go to thank Angel when I see he has already left my side and is making his way towards Lilah again. Deciding to forget about the Angel parts of my day, I turn back to living room and I notice that the unfamiliar male from before is still talking to Willow, while Oz is back on stage playing again. Making my way over to Willow for introduction I halt in my steps when I am close enough to hear their conversation.
"This is not Fia'in Slayer's home, you pompous British ass. This happens to be my best friends step-father's home, and I think you should leave."
"Dear girl, I assure you that this is Fia'in Slayer's residence. I followed her all the way from Los Angeles."
"Stalking is illegal in all fifty states you know," Willow exclaimed haughtily.
"It isn't stalking. I am in fact a reporter for the LA Confidential. My assignment was to find out how Slayer spent her last year in Europe. What a surprise it was for me when she never flew out to Europe but drove to a small town only hours away from her public residence." The male tried to explain.
From this distance I could see that Willow was getting more and more confused as the conversation droned on. I couldn't blame her here was this man that was sure that this house that belonged to her friends' stepfather was actually he idol's home. God this year continued to get worse as it rolled on.
"I will not say this again this is my friend's home and I'm going to have to ask you to leave." She said coolly.
"Of course, but I can assure you have not lied to you this night."
With that he turned and exited the house. Without even realizing it a breath of relieve was expelled. Geez, this was all I needed some nosey reporter that was looking to make it big. Just means I would have to be extra careful now that I knew what the person who had been watching me for the past few days was. No need to expose myself to him too easily after all.