Buffy's POV

It was time for patrol. Ten o'clock on the dot, I arrived at Willow's place since it was on my way to Angel's Mansion. I didn't have to even go up the walkway to know she wasn't there. All the lights were off, even the porch light.

I kept going. She could be with Xander or Cordy. Well, she could be with Xander. So, just me and Angel tonight then. Xander had already opted out of patrol for the night. And I didn't feel one bit guilty that I was happy about Will and Xan not coming.

I got to the apartment after a few minutes. Angel never locked the doors at night and he usually sensed me before I even got inside, so I opened the door, fully expecting him to sweep me into his arms as soon as I stepped in. It didn't happen.

I moved inside, shutting the door softly behind me. There was soft music playing and I immediately found myself getting nervous. My eyes narrowed of their own accord and I moved farther into the room.

And there they were. Right around the corner of the entryway. Angel and Willow. I never thought I'd be jealous of Willow in my life, but I found that at that moment, I was. They were standing side by side as Willow copied Angel's fluid, graceful movements with her own choppy movements. I wanted to snort. How could she be so awkward about everything?

Angel glanced to me as if he'd known I was there the whole time and then went back to his movements. They finished up the dance or whatever they were doing and Willow sighed. "That's..." He watched her intently, a brow rose. "Way better than yoga. It's not just stretching, it's like dancing in a way."

He smiled. "So you like it?"

"Yeah. I feel...I don't know how to explain it..."

She bit her lip nervously as if trying to find the right word. "Relieved?" she asked, at the same time that he asked,"Relieved?" in a knowing way. Like he knew because it was how he felt too. I didn't like that. She giggled. I hated that.

"Exactly."

"Good then. Tai-Chi it is. No more stupid Yoga or meditation." he joked.

She frowned, which made me smile. "Hey...they're not stupid. Yoga just isn't as fun. But it's still useful. For flexibility. And meditation is about your inner self. Inner peace. I love it. Plus..." She leaned in as if about to tell a secret. I narrowed my eyes. "I float." she said cheerfully.

"Float?" he asked.

"Yeah." I interrupted, trying not to sound jealous or bitter. "Levitates, flies, hovers. She does it when meditating. Her witch stuff."

Angel didn't respond to my tone, just nodded appreciatively to Willow. "That's cool. I wanna see it sometime." She nodded and I felt myself getting even madder.

I mean, I walk into my boyfriend's place and my best friend is there wearing these skin-tight clothes that are practically underwear. He's not wearing a shirt and they're doing Tai-Chi. My usually reserved-around-everyone-but-me boyfriend is talking to her like they're good pals. I don't like any part of it at all. "So...why exactly are you here Willow?"

She looked at me like I'd lost my mind. "Training, Buffy, remember?"

"Then what were you just doing? That was training?" Because I could teach her way better than that. Tai-Chi wasn't the best way to fight.

"No. He was just showing me some Tai-Chi after our lesson."she responded happily.

Her truthfullness put me more at ease. So they'd just been training and then he showed her some of his Tai-Chi crap. "Well...I thought you were coming over here right after school. I went by your place."

"I did come over after school." she said, looking confused.

"So, how long have you been here?" I snapped out. She looked a little hurt but recovered quickly.

"Since like four something."

My temper sky-rocketed. "You've been here for six hours." I scoffed.

"Well, yeah...I mean, today was all about defense. Just enough to get away from a vampire. It wasn't much so we wanted to finish it all today. And then we cooled down with Tai-Chi. And then you came in."

She'd been hanging out with my boyfriend for six hours. Alone. In his house. Alone. Okay...calm down, Buffy. This is Willow. Mousey, computer hacking, naive Willow. She'd never be able to take Angel from me. And she wouldn't do that anyway. She's too sweet to do something like that...if she even had a chance. Which she doesn't.

I was just being stupid. I was definitely NOT jealous of Willow. They were training. Come on...it's WILLOW. I took one last deep breath and nodded. I felt better. It was Willow, afterall.

"It's cool Wills. Let's go patrolling." I said quickly. Her relieved smile calmed me even more and she hurriedly slipped on her dorky school clothes before following Angel and I outside.