A/N: Wow, guys you are amazing! I can't believe how much positive feedback this story has gotten! Thanks so much, here is the next chapter, hopefully you all like it just as much as the last one! Lol. Thanks again Readingmama for the amazing beta, you rock love!

Behind These Eyes

Chapter 2

Angel eased the big car onto the curb in front of Giles' apartment and killed the engine. He slowly got out of the car as Buffy followed, her dark, masculine eyes showing her apprehension as they both walked down the stone steps and across the little courtyard to Giles' place. Steeling himself, Angel slowly raised his small, delicate fist and rapped on the door, his long tapered nails digging slightly into his palm.

The tap-tap of footsteps sounded from the other side of the door before it slowly opened revealing Giles standing on the other side.

"Buffy?" he muttered. He glanced behind Angel and frowned, puzzled. "Angel?" He tilted his head. "What are you doing here?"

Buffy swept past both of them, striding into the Watchers house on her long legs. "It's this whole big thing Giles!" she announced in hysterics raising her arms dramatically into the air and turning around to face both Giles and Angel, who was standing in the doorway looking slightly uncomfortable.

Giles frowned. "Angel…is something wrong?" Behind him Angel snorted and rolled his eyes, taking a hesitant step into the room.

"Something wrong? That doesn't even begin to describe it." He paused, glanced at Buffy and then looked up at Giles, his large hazel eyes looking directly into the older man's. "I'm Angel," he announced.

Giles eyes bugged and he jerked back. "You're what?" he snapped, his voice raising in alarm. Buffy winced and put a hand to her ear in discomfort.

"He's Angel, and I'm Buffy," she told him. "Come-on Giles get with the program." She rolled her eyes again and glanced around the room.

Giles seemed to be in shock, his mouth opened but no sound came out, then he took of his glasses and started to polish them. That's when Angel realised they were screwed. "There's no way to get us right again is there?" he asked softly, his voice small.

Giles glanced at him and then at Buffy and just shook his head as he put his glassed back on his nose. "I'm sorry… I just don't know how this is possible."

"It was Faith." snapped Angel, his eyes narrowing

Buffy sighed dramatically as she placed her hands on her hips and tilted them as she regarded the former Watcher with annoyance.

"Honestly Giles, why would we make this up! Can't you just…" She shrugged her broad shoulders. "I don't know… look into my eyes and just tell that it's me?" she pouted.

Giles eyes widened and he dropped his arms to his sides. "Who turned me into a demon?" he asked suddenly

"Oh…oh!" her eyes widened and she flapped her arms as she tried to get the words out in her excitement. "It was Ethan, he did a spell!" she exclaimed, then she frowned "Oh my Birthday!…and he turned you into a Farahl demon…. And you've been trying to get a new job in like, forever and last year when I could hear people thought's I heard my mum think that you were a matador during sex." She paused

Angel's finely sculptured eyebrows rose in amusement as Giles coughed in embarrassment as he blushed crimson. "Well…that's enough now!"

Buffy turned to Angel. "What's a matador?" she hissed out of the corner of her mouth.

Angel smirked and glanced at Giles appreciatively. "A Spanish Bull-fighter, nice…didn't know you had it in you Giles!" He grinned as the former Watcher went an even darker shade of red and ducked into the kitchen.

Buffy made a face. "Ew…I'm traumatised for life now," she muttered shaking her head

Angel just shrugged, walked away a few steps and ducked his head into the kitchen. Giles stood in the corner, the phone at his ear. He glanced at Angel, his cheeks still bright red.

"I'm ringing the others, this is much to complex for me to handle alone." Angel smirked, turned and walked back into the living room.

xxxxx

A few minutes later there was a clatter of footsteps on the stairs outside and the door was flung open as Willow and a blonde girl rushed into the room.

"Buffy!" she screeched jumping forward and flinging her arms around Angel's neck and pulling him closer. "I was so afraid Faith had done something to you!" she sobbed softly.

Angel awkwardly placed his small hands on Willow's shoulders and gently pushed the red-headed witch back. "Willow," he murmured softly, "I'm not Buffy, I'm Angel"

Willow's eyes widened in much the same way Giles's had and she took a stumbling step back. "What?" She looked to Giles for help but he merely shrugged.

"It's true, somehow they've managed to switch minds, or bodies." He paused

"Minds," clarified Angel softly

Willow still looked alarmed, but the blonde girl beside her suddenly reached out and placed her hand over Willow's and squeezed it reassuringly. Angel tiled his head and raised an eyebrow at that, but didn't say anything as Willow turned to the blonde and smiled.

"Angel, Buffy, Giles." She looked around the room. "This is Tara, she's a dear friend and a member of my Wicca group, and she's been practicing magic since she was a child. She's showed me so much!" she gushed

Giles shook the girl's hand as Angel quickly glanced back at Buffy and then smiled at her "Hey…" He smiled

Tara smiled shyly, ducked her head and then muttered in a small timid voice. "Hi, um…." She glanced at Willow "This is going to sound strange, but I know you are not yourselves."

Buffy frowned and took a step forward, her tall frame towering over the three of them. "What do you mean?" she asked harshly

Tara blinked in alarm and snuggled in closer to Willow, Angel reached up and placed a calming hand on her shoulder.

"Buffy…calm down," he whispered softly, slightly alarmed at the way her moods were constantly shifting. He didn't think the demon was that hard to control, but then again he had been controlling his demon for a hundred years, Buffy had only been controlling it for a few hours.

Maybe it was only natural that she was struggling to control her temper.

He smiled encouragingly and rubbed her shoulder. Buffy sucked in a deep breath, took a hasty step back so she wasn't as close to them and nodded slowly, her eyes suddenly taking on a wary look. "I'm sorry," she whispered, "I don't know." She paused and raised a hand to her forehead. "There's someone else in my head."

Angel bit his lip, raised up on his tip toes and leaned forward to whisper in her ear, "I know it's hard, but just ignore him, he'll settle down…" Buffy's dark eyes flickered down and she looked at him warily, he could see she was struggling as she set her jaw and nodded stubbornly.

Angel nodded and turned back to Tara, who was looking a bit apprehensive, and grinned, his teeth sparkling. He hesitated briefly before he reached out and squeezed her hand reassuringly. "It's ok, just tell us," he told the blonde witch.

Tara took a deep breath and nodded "I can sense…aura's," she explained. "A person's aura is normally golden, or silvery blue, sometimes it's dark…but I've never seen an aura like either of yours…" They're fractured, split in two, some is here," she pointed to his head, "while the other half it there," she pointed to the middle of Buffy's chest. "And it's the same with you," she told Buffy softly.

Buffy and Angel looked positively rattled with Tara's revelation and they both turned to look at each other in alarm.

Just then the door opened again, with Xander and Anya rushing inside.

"Hey Buffy, what's up?" he asked grinning, and then he paused as he noticed Angel and glared. "Hey, Dead Boy."

Angel glared. "Don't call my body that!" he snapped, his hazel eyes narrowing in annoyance.

Xander's eyes widened and Anya gasped softly. Angel rolled his eyes and sighed "You explain," he snapped glancing back and looking Buffy in the eye. "I need to get some air." He flapped a hand in front of his face. "I forgot I need to do that now…"

He sighed, edged around Xander and Anya and took a step towards the door.

He could hear Buffy quickly explain what was going on and Xander's shocked gasp as he reached for the doorknob. Hearing a rush of footsteps on the other side of the door he quickly jumps back.

Again the door banged open, this time it was Riley who rushed through the door. Angel froze, stopping instantly as the much taller man lunged towards him.

"Oh…Buffy," he gasped, rushing forward, wrapping his arms around Angel's shoulders and before he could do anything leaned down and kissed him desperately on the lips. Angel's eyes widened in horror and he froze, stiffening in alarm.

Behind him he heard a deep, shocked gasp from Buffy, and a splutter of amusement from Xander. Then he blinked, coming out of his shocked daze. His eyes narrowed and with an angry snarl he jerked his head back, while at the same time raised his hand, balled it into a fist and smashed it savagely into the side of Riley's nose.

Riley cried out painfully in shock, his nose crunching in a sickening sound of broken bone and a spurt of blood splattered onto the other man's cheek, trickling down his chin.

"Buffy?" he gasped shocked. "What's wrong with you?" His eyes were wide

"What's wrong with me?" Angel's eyes narrowed, glaring daggers as he suddenly stepped forward and punched Riley in the stomach, sending the tall man crashing painfully to the ground. "What the hell is wrong with you? I'm not the one kissing another guy!"

Riley glanced up at him, his eyes showing his confusion as he rubbed his stomach and winced. Angel sneered as he started down at the other man; his face twisted into a look of disgust as he raised his hand and roughly wiped the back of his hand across his mouth.

Buffy rushed over as Riley struggled to his feat, she grabbed his arm. "Oh my God! Riley are you ok?" she gushed, looking worried.

Riley looked alarmed and jerked his arm out of her grip. "Hey, dude! Back off!" he announced, an annoyed look on his face.

Buffy blinked, glanced down at herself and grimaced. "Oh….yeah," she muttered looking contrite.

Riley took a step away from them, rubbed his nose and winced, he glanced at Angel "Buffy, what's going on?" He looked at Buffy "And who the hell are you?" He glared

Buffy and Angel glanced at one another, both looking apprehensive. Behind them the others were staring in amazement, before Willow quickly rushed over and grabbed Riley's arm and pulled him away from the Slayer and the vampire.

"Um…Riley, I think I can explain" She tugged on his arm and pulled him back towards the door and out into the courtyard.

Buffy winced and rubbed her arms. "Oh…this isn't good," she whispered

Angel grimaced again and wrinkled his nose. "Who was that?" he snapped

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Riley, we kinda have a thing… he's my boyfriend," she told him softly

Angel narrowed his eyes. "Can you please not say that?" he snapped

"What, why?" she looked annoyed

"Because those words are coming out of my mouth and it's not a good thing!" He looked alarmed

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Riley and Willow walked back into the apartment, Riley had an alarmed look on his face and he was pale. He glanced between Buffy and Angel, looking deep into their eyes but he still couldn't see the change. He frowned and crossed his arms over his chest. "Are you sure they're….you know, in each other's bodies?" he hedged glancing at Willow.

The red headed Witch just raised her eyebrows and nodded. Riley sighed dramatically and looked between Buffy and Angel. "So…" He looked at Angel and jerked his thumb in Buffy's direction. "…that's your body?"

Angel nodded. "Yeah," he muttered quirking his eyebrow

Riley shook his head. "Ah…man," he winced. "Sorry."

Angel smirked. "Hey…if that's you thing, who am I to judge?" Riley just glared while Buffy rolled her eyes. "You guys are so immature," she muttered

Riley took a deep breath "Buffy?" he asked.

Buffy looked Riley directly in the eye, an action she wasn't used to doing without craning her neck, her dark eyes showing her apprehension. "Yeah."

"Um…this is just way too weird for me, you understand…" Buffy nodded and Riley smiled softly. "Good, I mean I just can't…wrap my head around this. I'll see you when…you're, yourself again," he winced

Buffy grimaced but nodded. "Yeah… this is kinda wigging me out too," she whispered. Angel rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

Riley nodded to the others, looked at his girlfriend's body, shook his head in disbelief and then walked out the door.

As soon as he was gone Buffy sighed and ran a hand through her dark hair. "Ok, now that was awkward," she muttered.

"Excuse me, I just have to go rinse my mouth out," Angel announced dryly, before he turned around and headed towards the bathroom. Buffy glared at his back as he walked out of the room.

xxxxx

A little while later Giles had a stack of books set out on the table. "Well this is all I have, hopefully it will be enough to set you both right again."

Angel took one of the old books and flicked through it quickly looking interested. "Good, the sooner this is over the better!"

Giles cleared his throat "Um…Angel?" he inquired, looking a bit concerned.

"Yeah?"

"You're still covered in blood."

Angel looked alarmed and glanced down, his small arms were covered in cuts, some of them were healed but there was still blood on his arm. He put his hand up and fingered the cut on his forehead and winced. "I forgot," he muttered

Buffy winced. "Oh…yeah, Faith threw me through a glass door!" she muttered, wrinkling her nose. Suddenly she paused and took a deep breath, the dried blood was pulling at her senses, and she was surprised she hadn't noticed it before.

She shifted on her feet, her eyes widening in alarm as she felt a sudden rush of hunger. "Are you going to clean up?" she whispered frantically, her voice breathless as she struggled with her instincts, as the demon inside whispering to her frantically.

Angel looked alarmed "What?" he squeaked, looking suddenly alarmed

Giles looked between his Slayer and the vampire that had stolen her heart and winced. "Angel, you're covered in blood" he reminded him again, looking into his wide hazel eyes. "As much as this disturbs me, I do think you should clean yourself up…." He winced at the very thought.

Xander too, looked slightly unhappy at the suggestion and folded his arms across his chest as he glared at Angel

Anya looked around in confusion "What's the big deal anyway?" she asked "I mean, it's not as if they haven't seen each other naked before." She raised her eyebrow and smiled happily.

Angel blushed a bright pink and ducked his head in embarrassment, while Xander grabbed Anya's arm and hissed for her to be quiet.

Buffy shifted on her feet and glanced down at Angel. "She does have a point," she whispered softly, looking at him in sympathetically.

Angel looked up, his eyes pleading. "But Buffy…"

She shrugged. "Yeah I know, but there's blood all over you, and I can smell it, and…" she paused suddenly and Angel's eyes widened at the implications.

"Oh…" he whispered and turned to Giles. "Do you mind keeping up the research while we go back too Buffy's house so I can clean up?"

Giles shook his head, "No, you two go, we'll be fine here…"

"What?" snapped Xander "Giles you can't be serious?" he asked desperately looking around at the others. "Am I the only one who thinks this is a bad idea?"

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Honestly Xander, grow up!" she snapped

Angel sighed defeated and glanced towards the door. "So are we, going now…" he winced.

Buffy nodded. "Call me when you find out anything?" she announced. Giles nodded and Willow smiled at her encouragingly. Buffy and Angel turned and walked out of the door, Angel glanced back once to find Xander glaring at him in anger and Giles looking worried.

xxxxx

Back at Buffy's house Angel opened the front door and crept inside. "Buffy?" Joyce called from the living room. "Is that you?"

He paused in the doorway, one hand on the banister and turned around. Joyce appeared in the living room doorway, a bathrobe tied around her waist.

"Umm…hi mom" He glanced up the stairs. "I was just going to have a shower, and get changed." He touched his arm. "I'm all bloody," he winced

Joyce nodded. "Ok then…I'll just be watching T.V." She smiled. "It's nice to see you again Buffy, I've missed you." Angel bobbed his head and ran up the stairs.

He sighed in relief as he opened Buffy's door and ducked inside, at the same moment Buffy appeared at the window and eased herself inside. She straightened, and brushed her coat down. "Wow, I never realised how hard it was for you to get through that window!" she chuckled.

"It is a bit of a squeeze." He smiled, his eyes twinkling and blushed again as Buffy looked him in the eye. He looked down and took a deep breath to calm the fluttering in his chest; he couldn't believe how this body was reacting to his own. It was weird, disconcerting and totally exhilarating all at the same time.

Buffy meanwhile cocked her head, noticing the increase in his heart rate and smirked in amusement. Suddenly a soft buzzing sounded in Angel's pocket, and he quickly reached in and pulled out the phone. He frowned, pressed a button and put the phone to his ear. "Hello?" he asked softly

"Angel…" announced Giles, 'We've found something!" Angel's eyes widened and he beckoned to Buffy, she hurried over and ducked her head to press her ear against his so she could hear the conversation.

"What did you find?" he asked breathlessly

"Tara and Willow found a little spell, it's simple, but it can only be performed in the hour before the dawn." Angel and Buffy both sighed in relief

"Oh Giles, that's fantastic," she gushed, her voice unusually high with relief, as Angel chuckled softly.

Giles sighed. "Yes, it is quiet fantastic isn't it! The other's have gone home and I'm just about to go to bed, but if you both come over at around five we can do the spell and then Angel can be on his way before the sun rises…"

Buffy glanced at Angel. "Yeah…that's great," she muttered unconvincingly

"Ok, well thanks Giles, we'll see you early tomorrow. Bye!" she announced, Giles said goodbye too and hung up, as Angel did the same. Buffy looked down at Angel and noticed a fleeting look of sadness cross his features. "Wow…this is…"

He nodded. "Yeah." He paused and looked up. "So what do you want to do tonight?" he asked curiously

Buffy paused, then raised her eyebrow. "How about we go to the Bronze?"

Angel rolled his eyes. "Buffy…come on!"

"I'm serious Angel, it will be fun! They have coffee and fries and these cute little onion flower things!" she smiled. Angel paused, and she could see he was temped by the prospect of food.

"They have food?" he whispered

Buffy nodded. "Yeah, you must be getting hungry…I haven't eaten since breakfast."

Angel put his hand on his tummy and nodded. "Yeah, I suppose I am…I have kinda forgotten what it feels like…" he paused and glanced up at her again and smiled suddenly. "Yeah…ok, why not!"

Buffy laughed, turned and walked to the closet, she still kept a few things at her mothers, mostly things she didn't normally wear. She pulled out a bright red halter top and a pair of black leather pants and handed them to him. Angel raised a curious eyebrow but didn't say anything as she walked to the chest of drawers and pulled out a pair of lacy black panties and a matching push-up bra and quirked an eyebrow as she smirked at him.

Angel looked positively alarmed. "You're evil," he deadpanned.

Buffy just giggled as he sighed and turned, slipped silently out of the room and heading for the bathroom.

He locked the door behind him, placed the pile of clothes on the sink, stared at himself in the mirror and took a deep breath. He steeled himself, closed his eyes momentarily and then raising his eye's to look at the ceiling and started chanting silently don't look down, don't look down over and over as he raised his hands and started opening the buttons of his shirt, he pulled it off silently and dropped it to the floor, then he reached behind his back and unclasped his bra. That was when his control slipped and as he pulled the bra off he glanced down.

The sight of Buffy's full breasts jingling slightly as he moved his arm set his heart racing and he groaned softly as he screwed his eyes shut desperately. Stupid, stupid! He muttered to himself, he opened his eyes again, licked his lips and then looked down, he leaned forward slightly and placed his hand at the front of his jeans. He took another deep breath, steeled himself and flicked open the button and pulled down the zipper of his jeans. He kicked of his shoes, tugged off the jeans until all he was left in was a flimsy floral pint thong. He swallowed thickly, a lump forming in his throat as he gripped the edges of the small piece of fabric and slowly pulled it down his legs.

The small dark-blonde triangle of silky curls beckoned to him, and he took another deep breath to keep himself from reaching between his thighs. Turning around desperately he stepped into the shower and turned on the water, jumping under the spray, not even bothering to let it warm up and gasped in shock as the icy water flowed over his tingling skin.

The water was starting to warm up as he quickly licked his lips and glanced down at his small glistening body. "Oh….fuck it!" he breathed, he couldn't take this any more.

He braced his left hand on the cool tiles and with his right hand ran it down his small body, caressing his supple breast, down across his smooth taunt stomach and down his thighs. Slowly he moved a finger up the inside of his thighs, towards the tempting folds between his legs and rubbed his thumb and forefinger around the small bundle of nerves beneath his curls. He gasped in alarm as a sudden surge of pleasure swept through his body, starting in his belly and sweeping down to his core. He groaned and moved his thighs a few inches apart as he felt a tingling pulse of desire. "Oh God…" he whispered desperately. "How can she stand this…" he grunted softly, as he moved his finger further down, caressing his folds and then before he even realised what he was doing, he slipped two fingers inside his tight, fluttering passage. He gasped, his breaths heaving in his chest.

Slowly he moved his fingers in and out, sending tingles throughout his body as his inner walls pulsed around his fingers. He groaned and sagged slightly as he felt the pressure building. He couldn't believe how close he was already. He gasped and threw his head back as his thumb brushed against his sensitive flesh. "Shit…" he muttered "Shit…shit, shit… Ahhhh…" he screamed. The sound of the shower not quiet muffling his breathless cries and moans, as his fingers and thighs were coated with a sudden flood of juices.

xxxxx

Meanwhile in Buffy's room, Buffy was pacing, if Angel was anything like herself she knew he would be in the shower for a while. She heard a low moan come from the direction of the bathroom and wondered if Angel has discovered her vanilla scented body wash. She sighed and stopped in the middle of the room rolling her eyes in annoyance Out of curiosity she raised her hand and felt the muscles over her arms and shoulders. She raised an eyebrow, impressed. She paused grinned and raised both her arms, laughing in delight as she spread her palms on the ceiling. She could touch the ceiling!

She lowered her arms, glanced apprehensively towards the door, tugged at her shirt and pulled it up so that she could look at her chest. A flat muscled belly obscured her view, muscles and skin taunt over a wide chest and narrow hips, the muscles of her stomach stood out in a six pack and she swallowed nervously as she noticed the small trail of dark hair that started just below her belly button and continued down to disappear under her dark pants.

She groaned as a fleeting memory of what was hidden beneath those dark slacks flashed through her mind. She shivered and gave a soft grunt as she felt a sudden jolt in her pants. Her eyes widened and she gasped at the unexpected pleasure. Biting her lip and still debating with herself she sat down on the edge of the bed and let her shirt drop, then after a seconds hesitation she placed her hand on the front of her pants and slowly started to undo the buckle and unzip the pants. She reached inside, slipped her hand under her boxers and gripped her penis tightly in her hand. She groaned, her eyes closing as she felt herself stiffen in her palm.

The demon inside her chuckled darkly, grinning evilly and encouraging her to do all these wicked things. She shook her head frantically blocking out the seductive, murderous whispers and turned her attention to the tingling of pleasure throughout her body.

She pulled herself out, glancing down at the hardening member that jutted out proudly and swallowed, her eye opening wide as she saw it quiver at the barest touch. Slowly she wrapped her hand around the thick organ and rubbed her hand frantically up and down her length, feeling herself stiffing with every stroke of her hand, after a few minutes, a thick cum started weeping from the head and she moaned at the sight, she shivered and gasped, her unneeded breath catching in her throat… "Oh…this isn't good…oh bad Buffy!" she whispered.

She heard the door to the bathroom click open and she glanced up with wide eyes, quick as a flash she jumped up, stuffed herself back into her pants, and frantically zipped herself in and started fumbling with the belt. She grabbed the edges of her long coat and wrapped them around herself to hide her obvious arousal as she lunged towards the door. Angel opened it at the same time as she reached for the doorknob, she rushed past the startled blond, ploughing into the door of the bathroom and stumbling inside frantically.

"Sorry…gotta pee," she muttered by way of explanation before she shut the door in his face.

Angel smirked in amusement as the door closed, knowing that Buffy's new vampire body wouldn't need to perform this normal human function.

Buffy breathed a sigh of relief, let the coat fall apart as she frantically tugged open her pants and gripped herself again, she stood over the toilet bowl, one palm braced against the wall as the other hand quickly encouraged herself to cum. She grunted softly as she squirted her releases, her body shuddering in relief as her seed splattered all over the toilet seat.

When she was breathing evenly again she frowned in annoyance. "Dammit," she growled "Should have put the seat up…" she muttered in annoyance, as she reached for a towel.

A/N: Hey Guys, just wanted to say that this story is just so much fun to write! Hopefully the last bit didn't weird you out too much! I found it so much fun, just picturing Angel and Buffy's reactions! Hehe…!

Please, please review if you liked it! I love getting reviews!

xoxo

Lia