Here comes Angel! This chapter is short too and I will upload another one as soon as I can to make up for the short chapters. Enjoy!

Chapter 5: The Boys

Doyle walked into the common room later that night where Charles Gunn was playing video games and William "Spike" Penn and Liam Angelus were playing darts.

"Good news guys." Doyle said sitting down next to Gunn. "I found someone to move in with us."

"That fast?" Angelus asked.

"Yeah, they called me a few days ago- the day the ad went out. Came today to look at the place and we talked. Moving day is Saturday. And I have enlisted you boys to help."

"Bloody hell! Why did you have to go and do that for? He cant lift a few boxes?" Spike said pissed that he wouldn't be able to sleep all day.

"Its rude to make a lady do all the hard work." Doyle said smiling. "Besides, you will want to help, she's real easy on the eyes."

"She?" Gunn asked. "I don't know how Fred will feel about me living with a girl. Hell, she isn't always happy I live with Spike!" Fred was Gunn's girlfriend of 2 years now. They were complete opposites of each other but they fit somehow. Gunn was an outspoken African American street kid from the bad side of LA and Winifred Burkle was a soft spoken shy but smart Texan.

"What's her name?" Spike asked.

"Buffy. She's 22 years old, college graduate. Full time job. Funny, pretty. You will love her, but don't go scaring her off. We need her to live here unless you want to pay more rent." Doyle gave them the low down on Buffy.

"What time is she getting here?" Angelus wanted to know.

"Noon. She wanted to sleep in and she said she doesn't have to much stuff to move."

"My kind of lass." Spike said.

Doyle turned to walk out of the room but stopped by the door. "… And Spike. She answered yes to your question." and walked out.

A huge smile spread on Spikes face.

"You ready for the hottie to move in this weekend? Spike asked Gunn while Spike was eating breakfast and Gunn was having his lunch. Spike had slept most of the day away- again.

"You know for sure she is a hottie?" Gunn asked.

"She better bloody hell be! She answered right to my question, that just makes her sexy as hell." Spike grinned.

"Fred is surprisingly okay with a girl moving in. I don't know if that should worry me." Gunn said biting into his sandwich.

"Who cares! We already know this girl liked girl on girl action. Maybe we can get her and Fred to…."

"What the hell is wrong with you Spike! First of all That's MY girl you are talking about, second of all you don't know this girl actually likes girl on girl action, she said she kissed a girl, and oh yeah third - That's my girl you are talking about!" Gunn yelled

"I get it. Fred's your girl. But this Buffy girl said she kissed a girl AND SHE LIKED IT! Girl on girl action will be happening here in our house, mate! Spike said excited.

"Show a little respect, Spike." Said Angelus as he walked into the kitchen and started making a cup of coffee. Angelus had heard most of the conversation before he walked into the room and didn't like how Spike was talking about this Buffy girl who was going to be their room mate. Angelus wasn't always the best guy to be around, at times he could have a bad temper and he wasn't always proud of how he treated woman but they didn't even know Buffy yet and Spike was already planning lesbian adventures for her. If Buffy was a lesbian, that was fine. If she was into letting people watch her and her lesbian girlfriend, then sure he would watch! He was a man after all but Angelus would let her decide what was going to happen. He wasn't going to plan ahead… he kind of hoped she would be open to it though.

"Like you don't want in on watching them. I know you, Angelus. You would watch and if they let you, join in." Spike accused.

"Fuck yeah, I would if given the opportunity. I am a man after all. But we haven't even met her yet. And I wouldn't want you there when I am in the bedroom with any lesbians anyway." Angelus could be an ass sometimes but that was what he and Spike had in common… that and their jobs.

Angelus then walked back up to his room, his cup of coffee in his hand, with the thoughts of lesbian room mates stuck in his head.