Title; Forbidden Love; Ch 4
Author; DreamInfinity0
Author Note; Spoilers for season 1. thanks to …. Cherene my beta.
Rating; pg-13; for now
Characters; Buffy/Angel, Willow/Xander, Giles, Joyce, Cordelia
Disclaimer; All characters belongs to Joss Whedon
"It's been a while lover." Darla replies slinking towards him, hips causing her little tartan skirt to swish seductively around her thighs.
"A lifetime." Angel replies as he stares at her, wondering what she's doing here.
"Or two, but whose counting?" Darla asks.
"What's with the Catholic schoolgirl look? Last time I saw you it was kimonos." He replied staring intently at his sire.
"And last time I saw you it wasn't high school girls." She replies flaring her skirt. "Remember Budapest? Turn of the century? You were such a bad boy during that earthquake." She replies
"You did some damage yourself." Angel replies
"Is there anything better than a natural disaster? The panic. The people lost in the streets. It's like picking fruit off the vine." She replies moving towards him.
Angel stands up, standing guard to make sure she didn't try anything.
"Nice! You're living above ground, like one of them. You and your new friend are attacking us, like one of them. But guess what, precious? You're not one of them." She draws the window blinds open, letting in a stream of sunlight. Angel is blinded, but stands there enjoying Darla's shocked expression.
"How? No way! This is impossible!" Darla replied confused by what she sees. "You are not human, I can smell it." She replies striding towards him.
"Maybe your mind has gone weak from all those centuries of torturing people." Angel smirked still standing in the sunlight as he casually had his hands in his pockets, hiding the ring from her.
Darla stares at him knowing he is hiding something. She quickly closes the blinds and heads straight towards the refrigerator.
Darla stares at the refrigerator and sees the bags and bottles of human blood. "You're not exactly living off quiche." She replies closing the fridge.
"I don't know what magic you're playing with, but I know what you hunger for, what you need." She replies standing right in front of him as she smoothed her hand across his face.
"Hey, it's nothing to be ashamed of. It's who we are. It's what makes eternal life worth living. Mm. You can only suppress your real nature for so long. You can feel it brewing inside of you." She replies and leans closer to his ear. "I hope I'm around when it explodes."
"Maybe you don't wanna be." Angel replies angrily pushing her away.
Darla snickers and stares at him. "I'm not afraid of you but I bet that blonde slayer is." She replies seeing his face turn towards her. "Or maybe I'm underestimating her, talk to her, tell her about the curse. Maybe she'll come around. And if she still doesn't trust you, you know where I'll be."
"Darla if you know what's best, you would stay away from her." Angel replies walking quickly towards her.
"Or what? You'll kill me…lover?" She smiles.
Darla laughs as he pushes her roughly to the wall. "I like it when you're rough"
"I think you better leave Darla. You don't want to keep the master waiting."
Darla sneered as he pushed her to the door. "Fine I'll leave but you know sooner or later that slayer is going to find out what you are. You can't keep this secret forever."
Angel smirked and pushed her out. "Darla leave and I don't want to see you ever again."
Darla smirked as the door shut on her face.
"It won't be long until I find out your secret and then you'll be begging at my feet." She hummed walking away from the building, eager to tell the Master her news.
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Buffy quickly snuck past Mr. Snyder, as he lectured some of the kids for wearing dreadlocks. He was waving a pair of scissors around threateningly. It was still early in the day as she made her way off campus, clearly on a mission. She was tired of the riddles Angel was sending her. She wanted answers and she wanted them now.
Buffy was walking over to the mansion where Angel lived, when she saw him walk out of his house. She saw him heading towards his car, not looking very happy. She wandered if he was mad at her for punching him last night or was it something else. Either way she wasn't letting this stop her. She needed answers about this master. And if he wasn't going to talk, she'd just go slayer on his ass.
Buffy suddenly felt that tingling feeling in her stomach as he stepped around a corner and stopped her with his body.
'Buffy?' he asked, confused.
He was standing there with a black jacket and with a white t-shirt underneath it and a pair of blue jeans. He reminded her of James Dean, only broodier. Buffy struggled to keep herself from jumping into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding on for dear life. She briefly wondered at her absurd attraction to him before pushing the thought to the dark recesses of her mind. She kept her feet planted firmly on the sidewalk.
"An…Angel what are you doing here?" She replied quickly stepping back – away from him.
"I live here. What are you doing out of school?" Angel asked.
"You do? Oh, I was just, you know… running an errand." She was playing it cool.
"Oh. I thought you were coming to apologize."
"Apologize?" Buffy spluttered, "Why would I apologize to you?"
"For beating a good samaritan?" Angel tried.
"You were being an idiot. I'm not going to say sorry for hitting some sense into you." She stormed "I did… hit some sense into you. Didn't I?"
"Almost." Angel smirked. "Look, Buffy. I can take care of myself. I want to help you. You can't go against the master alone. You're not indestructible, you know."
"Destructo girl. That's me." She smiled sheepishly. "Look, you know about the Master. What's his game?"
"Everything he does is a game. Only, he's a very sore loser. I know how he thinks."
Buffy eyed him closely. "Really? Met him? Shared a cup of wine with him?"
"No. I just did a lot of research." Angel realized his faux pas and grimaced.
Angel stared at her knowing this would only lead her more into trouble or worse if he told her. He had to make up a lie or something. He couldn't bear to let her get hurt or killed especially with things she knew nothing about. He promised himself he would save her and others for all the bad deeds he did in his past.
It was the only thing that kept him going and at times he wandered if Buffy is the one making everything worth it.
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"Master we must get rid of the slayer, she is ruining our plans." Darla replied angrily walking into the cavern.
"Oh! You're giving me orders now!" The master glared.
"Okay, then, we'll just do nothing while she and Angel takes us out one by one."
"Angelus? Do you know something I don't child?"
"Yes, I was at his house and I saw her there. The slayer." Darla didn't bother to mention the fact that she'd hid in the shadows watching Buffy and Angel's little exchange. Her hand still had a small scar from the sunlight that burnt it as she crawled into the sewer.
"Angel helping the slayer?" The master replied.
"Yes, he's crossed over. The humanity on him stinks. And I think he feels for her."
"Feelings for a slayer?" The master replied interested. "That just makes our plans more interesting now doesn't it?" he said with a smile.
Darla glares and steps closer. "That is not the only thing…he has a secret."
"I know child. One of the three saw him. He pulled a rod right out of his stomach and healed with out a scratch."
"Maybe it's magic," Darla replies.
"No I would know if it was. It's not magic."
"Then how do you suppose we find out what Angel's secret is?" Darla replied.
"We improvise Darla. Use your enemy's weaknesses against him. Oldest rule in the book." The Master had a predisposition for theatrics and swung his arms wide. "And when he's on his knees, we will bring forth………. Angelus."
"Angelus! I do miss my beau." Darla smiled.
"Angelus! He was the most vicious creature I ever met. I miss him." The master said.
"So do I." Darla replied with a smirk.
Master glared with a smile and stared at Colin beside him.
"You see how we all work together for the common good? That's how a family is supposed to function!"
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"Ok, spill cryptic man, tell me." Buffy replied as she glanced around the house, making sure her mom was still at the gallery.
"How do you know about the…Master?" Angel asked.
"Giles! My watcher he told me that something is up. That he is planning something on the night of the harvest." Buffy replied. "I need to know what he's planning."
"Buffy I wouldn't worry about it. Nothing is going to happen." Angel replied.
"Why are you doing that again?" She asked angered.
"Doing what again?"
"You're protecting me and not telling me what I need to know." She replied harshly.
"Because there is nothing to know."
"Really then why does this prophecy book that my watcher says…something really bad is going to happen."
"Prophecies are never fulfilled." He said. "Like Seventh Day Adventists." He giggled. Buffy swatted him with her arm.
"Why can't you trust me to tell me the truth," Buffy replied.
Angel toyed with his ring, trying to think of the best excuse not to tell her anymore about the master.
"Fine, if you won't tell me then I'll find him myself. It shouldn't take me long after doing some research." Buffy replied standing up and making her way to the door.
Angel quickly stood up and walked to her and pulled her forward. His eyes blazing furiously. He just wished she could understand why. "He will kill you, Buffy. You don't know how much power he has and what would happen if he ever got a hold of you."
Buffy pushed him away noticing the protective glare in his eyes again. "I can take care of myself Angel; I would think you knew that by now." Buffy fumed.
Angel stared at her wandering where her hot temper came from because it certainly didn't come from her mother. "He's not like any other vampire Buffy. He's too"…
"Yes I know powerful, evil and blah blah blah but I'm the slayer and there is nothing saying I won't win this." Buffy replied.
"Why can't you just let this go this once?" Angel replied.
"Because someone has to stop him."
"Yes and that someone is not"…
"No, it is. You can't stop him. You're just a human Angel and I can't let you get hurt."
"Buffy, I am not… "
Angel stopped himself, sensing someone behind him. Joyce was staring at them from the kitchen, Buffy's face, red with anger and frustration.
"Mom! Hi!"
"Buffy. Who is this?" Joyce eyed him with suspicion.
"My…uh tutor. From Sunnydale College. For History. This is Angel."
Angel could feel the pending parental smack down and cleared his throat.
"I have to go Buffy. I have classes soon." Angel quickly replied leaving Buffy to stare at him as he walked to the door and left. Joyce came over and sat the tea on the coffee stand confused.
"Buffy. It's a little early for you to be out of school." Joyce stood still, tension coming off her in waves.
"Got let out early for good behavior?" Buffy tried.
Joyce wasn't buying it.
"Buffy. You can't skip school to spend time with college guys."
"Tutor mom. He's my tutor. I promise – nothing else going on there." Buffy retreated upstairs, cup of tea in hand.
Joyce stared at her daughter as she walked up the stairs, wondering what was really going on. Joyce sighed. Like mother like daughter.
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"Buffy! Where'd you disappear to yesterday?" Willow asked the next morning.
"I had to see Angel. He was being difficult like always and wouldn't give me any information on this master vampire except he's too strong and too power for you to fight."
"Well this Angel is poetically right Buffy. You can't face the master without enhancing your skills and having a plan." Giles replied.
"Oh great did he turn you into a brooding wimp too?" Buffy said.
"Buffy? Is there anything else that happened that night you were attacked by some vampires?"
Buffy looked at Willow as she gave her a sheepish smirk. Buffy glared, remembering not to tell her anything personal; afraid she would tell Giles about it.
"Oh the vampires, well they were strong for one thing. Besides that they were kind of angry, mean and ugly. I think they had some type of a weird ring on too."
"A ring?" Giles asked. "What type of ring?"
"I think it had a sun and three stars." Buffy said.
"I don't think this, um, represents any"...
Buffy and Willow picks up a book and browses threw it. "Wait, it's right here. Sun and three stars. Yuck, check these guys out. I knew it looked familiar."
Giles steps forward and looks at the book. "Oh, the Order of Aurelius. Yes, you're right."
"Ooo, two points for the Slayer, while the Watcher has yet to score!" Buffy crowed.
"You're getting good at this Buffy, too bad it's not math." Willow smiled.
"Ya, I need some work on that. Glad you're always there to help Willow." Buffy replied.
Xander came running in looking totally wigged out.
"What's wrong Xander?" Willow asked worried.
"Snakes!"
"Snakes? What about them?" Buffy asked.
"I was just in my last math class and suddenly it was full of snakes. Everyone was screaming and running. Lots of hissing going on."
"I'm glad I wasn't there," Willow exclaimed. "Were you hurt Xander?"
"No…but Cordelia was. She got bitten on the face. She's just complaining now. It's kind of amusing."
"Well who ever is doing this, we have to find them and stop it," Buffy replied.
"I don't think it's a person. I think it's worse than that." Giles replied staring at the book in front of him.
"Why do you say that," Willow asked.
"Because…I can't read this, I can't read anything." Giles replied horrified.
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I hope everyone likes this chapter and sorry it took so long. I know the ending could have been better for this chapter.
Next chapter is a remake of the season 1 episode of Nightmare…
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