A kiss out of the blue

"You're still here?" Angel asked Illyria as she entered the living room of his apartment. Anyone who didn't know the demon would have wondered why she was in their apartment, but not Angel. Not anymore, in any case, because by now he had understood that the haughty female went wherever she so wished and there was no one who could tell her what to do or where to go.

"Yes, I am still here." She replied, slightly affronted, but nowhere near as put out as she would have been when she first came back to this earth.

"Why?" Angel asked her, watching her as she stared out of the window overlooking the city.

"I felt it would have been irresponsible to leave you." Illyria explained, turning to Angel now.

"And you have no where else to go." Angel added, very helpfully.

Illyria scowled. "Yes, that as well." She admitted. "And also…" and Illyria walked towards Angel and leant down, leaning on the armrests of the leather armchair the vampire was sitting in, leaning down so far in her standing position that they were face to face.

"Strangely, I feel that I would miss you if I left." She admitted, her voice lowered barely above a whisper before her lips met with Angel's in a first tentative kiss.