Struggles of Multiple Personality Men

William waked into the bedroom he shared with Drusilla, wearing his new tight black jeans and red silk shirt, only half buttoned up, obviously lost in train of thought.

"Bloody Hell!" William jumped a little as he actually noticed that Drusilla was in the room.

"Why, hello to you to… Spike." Drusilla spit out his new name as if it were some kind of big spider that she just wanted to step on.

"Sorry, Dru, didn't see you sitting there." As if that wasn't obvious, Drusilla thought.

"Well, I'm here. And yesterday afternoon at the mall, in Hot Topic, I was there as well, its funny how you didn't seem to notice much then either." Drusilla was now trying to look sad and rejected, while, in reality, she felt so angry that she could just reach out and try to choke William to death, not that her small hands could actually wrap around his neck through, but hey.

"I noticed, I was just distracted by Buf… by other objects in the store. Scary place it was." William smirked with confidence as if to hide his slight slip of Buffy's name. There he was thinking about her again. He couldn't get her off his mind.

She was becoming his mysterious obsession. He wanted to talk to her again, get to know her a bit more. If anything, he just wanted to see how she was doing. He was upset about Drusilla's interruption, but it saddened him that had he been given the chance, he would have cheated on Dru without any hesitation. He didn't even know Buffy that well, but it was like they were meant to be. She wasn't even a form of competition to his girlfriend. She was just better.

Oh, well. William didn't have much of a choice in the matter. If he left Dru, he would feel regret for hurting her. After all, it was because of her that he had even met Buffy in the first place. How ironic is that, because of his relationship with Drusilla, he was able to meet his possible soul mate!

Of course, logically, William would see Buffy again. They went to the same college after all. Granted, it was a pretty big campus, but still it's not like they were in different states or something. Well, today was the first day of classes, so he'd at least find out whethe

Buffy was in her room pretending to be reading a book. Though she really liked Willow, she could be a little too happy sometimes. Buffy missed a high school, pre-breakup day that is. Life was simple then, it was always Buffy and Angel. They went together like two peas in a pod.

Life was more complicated now, and classes were just beginning. Already she had fallen for a hot guy with a girlfriend, who though looked pale and thin, looked almost volatile. Buffy missed Angel. Why had he left her? Had he been willing to date her long distance for a while, she wouldn't have even fallen for Spike in the first place.

And now she was back to the Angel problem. Though the initial shock of the breakup was over with, Buffy was left to deal with her mess and creating a new life.

Classes started later in the day

Since his breakup with Buffy, Angel had been having a lot of fun. The entire summer he had spent smashed as he enjoyed toying around with as many girls as he could find. In the many various bars he had visited with fake ID's, Angel had almost enjoyed the fact that he had a so-called 'reason' to be drunk. Only problem was when he was sober. He knew he was getting drunk so he didn't have to think about her. It was too hard, but classes started tomorrow for him. Time to deal and get back to being the real Angel.

Next day, Angel's first class:

"Mr. O'Connor. Mr. O'Connor! Would somebody please wake him up!"

One of the students next to Angel, a pretty girl named Harmony, started shaking Angel. She whispered "Hey gorgeous" in his ear. Angel was awake immediately, hoping that the voice in his ear had been Buffy's like in his dream that he had been having about her. Then he suddenly remembered everything that had happened and looked up to see his professor staring at him with a great deal of anger. Due to confusion and pain, and the fact that he had had a few too many drinks last night, Angel threw up right in the classroom. Luckily for Harmony it was on his other side, where no one was sitting, currently.

Harmony screamed and jumped away from Angel with remarkable speed anyway. After running to the bathroom to get paper towels and cleaning up yet another mess he had made, Angel started putting his books back in his backpack, even as the whole class was still watching him.

"Sorry, I uh, I have to go." Angel got up and ran out of the room. He was literally a disaster. He needed to get his act together, but that was proving to be more difficult then he had originally thought. And once again, Angel gave into the temptation of alcohol to solve his problems for him, if only for a little while.

A/N: I'm so sorry this took forever to update. I had a major case of writers block, but I'm back on track now. Thanks for reading, please review and let me know what you think.