Backstage. Glitz and Glam. Devon had gotten her passes. She took major advantage.

Rumor had it that Devon liked her. She smiled. He was actually kind of hot.

Dingoes Ate My Baby finished their set and Devon and his friend Oz walked offstage.

"Hey, Devon!" She squealed.

"Buffy!" He grinned. "The backstage pass is looking pretty sexy." He laughed.

"I'm not sure about that, but I'm sure the pass thanks you." She replied.

"You wanna blow this pop stand?"

"God, who says that?" She laughed.

"Well, you wanna?"

"Sure." She smiled.

"Let's go." He smiled and put his arm around her shoulder as they went offstage.

Halfway through the Bronze, she whispered "Hey, Devon, do me a favor?"

"Yeah?"

"Kiss me."


She blushed as she entered her house.

Her little sister Dawn's mouth dropped. "You were making out, weren't you?"

"Shh!" Buffy cautioned. She paused "What do you know about making out?"

"Oh, nothing." Dawn gave a knowing smile.

"Ewww. Let's not dwell on that, but, ew." Buffy collapsed on the couch. "Hey, where's Mom?"

"Late showing. Won't be home until two." Dawn yawned as she changed the channel.

"Hmm."

"What?" Dawn replied.

"Nothing-" The doorbell rang. "Who would-? Grrr." Buffy stretched and went to open the door.

"What are you doing here?" She bunched her eyebrows.

He leaned against the doorway. "'Rents are out of town. Felt lonely."

"What about Cordy's? I'm sure she'd be more than ecstatic to let you crash." Buffy raised an eyebrow. Angel raised his. "Lemme guess, Mummy and Daddy?"

He nodded. "Can I just hang for awhile?"

"Dawn! Bed! Now!" Buffy turned and shouted.

"Like I want to hang around for your sexcapades, anyway." Dawn yelled back spitefully.

He came in. "She's-"

"I don't know where her vocabulary comes from. I blame the corrupt school system." Buffy sat down. She patted the couch.

He sat down. "Connor's that way, too." He sighed.

"I almost forgot about the little man." She laughed.

"Your mom gives him a ride to school every morning."

"Only because of Dawnie. Plus, the whole neighbor obligation." She groaned.

They sat quietly for a few moments and Angel coughed.

"You okay?" She grinned coolly as she changed the channel to Looney Tunes.

"So…you and Devon?"

"Me and Devon." She confirmed.

"Hmm." He replied.

"Whatty? Why do you care, anyway?" She put the television on mute.

"I don't. It's just, he's fast, Buffy." She snorted at his reply.

"'He's fast'? What are we in? The fifties? Oh, all beware the experienced musician!" She mocked, laughing.

"I don't want you to get hurt, is all." He crossed his arms.

"It's a little too late for you to be pulling a big brother." She smiled.

"If he hurts you, I'll-" He punched his fist.

"What? Lecture him to death?"


Buffy was asleep, leaning on Angel's shoulder, he hadn't bothered to move her, she looked so peaceful. The door opened and he mentally panicked.

Buffy's mom, Joyce, looked into the living room "Buffy!" Joyce shouted. Buffy woke up and rubbed her head. "What's going on in here?"

"Sorry, Ms. Summers, I'll be going." Angel stood up and walked out "Bye, Buffy!" He shouted.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Joyce asked frantically as she sat down.

"No!" Buffy replied.

"OhMyGod! You're having an affair, aren't you?"

"What? No." Buffy stretched. "He's the guy next door. We're friends. He just came over 'cause his parents are out of town." She sighed.

"He left Connor alone?" Joyce bunched her eyebrows.

"He's probably just asleep." Buffy replied.

"Those boys shouldn't be staying by themselves. Go tell them that they can stay here for the next few nights."

"Fine." Buffy replied drowsily. It was 2:30 AM.


"Wake up, Sleeping Beauties!" Buffy turned on the light.

"Holy crap, Buffy!" Angel yelled, upset.

"You need to get up." She replied.

He checked his watch. "What? We have another hour of good sleeping time."

"Breakfast is served at Six-Thirty. Get up yourself or I'll have to force you." She raised an eyebrow menacingly.

"Fine, fine." He pulled the covers off and got up from the couch. He apparently slept in only boxers.

Buffy's eyes widened Angel sleeps in boxers. Angel slept in only boxers on my couch! She smiled.

Connor opened his eyes. "I don't wanna get up-"

"Get up, Connor." Angel grunted.

He sprang up. "Okay. Up and ready for the day."

"Wait-isn't it a Saturday?" Angel narrowed his eyebrows.