Au Note:Okay so here is chapter six! Yay! :D I don't have too much to say before you get to reading this so it will only take a second. The POV's alternate a lot through out this chapter so I hope its okay and there is some somewhat adult material in this chapter so if you are not comfortable with it or are underage please feel free to skip over. Okay on with Angel and Buffy!

Day of Reckoning: a Sweet Surrender

Chapter 6: You…You…Huh?

POV: Buffy

It was nearing dawn by the time I decided to give up and head back towards the mansion. You would think after 3 hours of wandering around, I would have come to a better conclusion other than I just have to keep my distance, but nope. I can barely think about not showing up in L.A. every other night let alone not holding him to me for dear life when he's literally only three feet away. I slowly make my way into the mansion, seeing books surrounding everyone.

"Ah Buffy, how…how did the slaying go?" Giles questioned.

"It was …slayerific."

"Well, good."

"How's the research coming along?"

"Well since you've left we have found out about a ton of nothing."

Ah the wonderful comedic yet blunt styling's of Cordelia Chase everyone.

""Ah yes Cordelia, thank you for that. It seems we are not getting very far, but please pull up a chair."

Oki doki Giles. Taking a seat next to Cordelia, I grab an ancient looking book before attempting to gaze around stealthily.

"Angel is upstairs." She whispered.

"Oh, I uhm I hadn't even noticed he wasn't here."

She just shot me a 'don't-bother-trying-to-pull-that-on-me' look before replying.

"Please Buffy, I may not be all super genius like the book worms over there, but I can see that look in your eyes. It's the same look Angel had for the past few hours since you left."

I swallowed roughly before asking what she meant.

"Ha, he was pacing around here, mumbling, looking towards the door every few minutes before we all finally sent him upstairs so we could concentrate."

I felt a tug at my heart, was he really waiting for me? I couldn't help but let my lips twitch up at the thought of him pacing, wondering where I was. Before I could analyse any further the aforementioned vampire came waltzing in. Our eyes met, almost like a magnet was controlling us. I could see the worry in his eyes, and I smiled softly before turning back towards my book. I felt his eyes on me as he walked over, taking a seat directly to my left. I tensed before shivering as his arm brushed against mine when he reached for a book of his own.

POV: Angel/Angelus

I know it was wrong of me, but I couldn't help but continue to touch her accidently every chance I got after her reaction when I grabbed my book.

Accidently…right.

Shut up.

Don't worry about me soul-boy…I enjoyed it too. Her skin is so soft, I can't wait to feel other parts of our Slayer, see if she's still just as smooth everywhere else.

I felt my stomach clench and my cock rise at the thought. I buried my nose into the musty reading material as I rubbed my cotton clad leg against hers; feeling rather than seeing the tremble rip through her delicate frame.

POV: Buffy

Is he trying to kill me? I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye as I felt his thigh rub against mine again. He looks so engrossed in what he's reading; I can't help but think that it was just another accident…that is until he leaned over the table, reaching for a different book I assumed, though I couldn't really focus as his breath hit my cheek before he leaned back, it following a trail passed my ear and down my neck. I could feel the change in my breathing, it getting heavy as I looked towards him. He gave me a small smile before going back to his research.

POV: Angel/Angelus

Did you see that soul-boy? She wants it…us.

I did, I could hear her heart pick up as I leaned in close and I could see her chest rise and fall as she looked towards me, questioning. It made my cock ache… knowing that I was causing her to react that way. I followed her every movement from the corner of my eye, watching as she breathed in deeply before shaking her head and going back to her book. My hand moved as if it had a mind of its own, towards her knee. I felt her tense; squeezing gently I rubbed soft circles into her skin. She bit her lip as my hand slid along her soft, tanned flesh. I could hear her breathing grow heavy once again as my fingers drifted to the inside of her thigh, skimming the silk encasing her toned upper leg. They parted immediately, the heat radiating from her core shooting up through my hand before making its way straight to my groin. I could feel Angelus' purr of pleasure run through my body at the feeling of her skin.

Touch her, let me feel that heat.

As if Angelus was suddenly able to control my movements, my finger ran up her silk covered slit. I nearly groaned out loud at how wet she was.

Fuck!

POV: Buffy

I let out a rather high pitched squeal when I felt his finger suddenly touch me…there. Everyone's eyes focused on me as I jumped out of my seat.

"Is everything okay Buffy?" Wesley asked in a concerned tone.

"Uhm…yes just uhm…" I could feel the blush rising in my cheeks, before Angel's voice brought me back.

"Are you sure you're alright Buffy?"

My eyes shot towards his, before narrowing them.

"Can I speak with you for a minute Angel…alone?"

He smirked before nodding his head.

"Sit." I told him, once we reached the kitchen.

"What were you trying to pull?"

"What do you mean Buffy?" Innocence coating his question.

"What do you mean 'what do I mean'? You know what you were doing out there!" I hissed quietly.

"Buffy…"

"No! You can't do that to me Angel!" I whisper yelled. "Do you enjoy working me up and then not being able to follow through? Is this some new sick torment for you to lay on me, 'Oohh lets get Buffy all worked up and wanting then leave her high and dry?'"

"What…no Buf…"

"Is it just some fresh new way so it makes it harder for me when you leave again? 'Gotta make sure she won't forget me' kind of thing?"

"Buffy no!"

He jumped up gracefully from his chair before pacing in front me. He ran his hands through his hair before looking at me.

"It's not like that at all."

"Then what Angel because I don't understand!"

"Buffy please…sshh…just listen okay?"

I nodded my head, but not before crossing my arms over my chest and giving him the stink-eye. He swallowed nervously before speaking.

"I want you."

He mumbled it so quietly that I thought I misheard him.

"Excuse me?"

"I want you."

I felt the anger rise in me, before even realizing it; I blew up like a bomb whose timer just reached zero.

"How dare you! How dare you come here, saying that you want me! Is it about convenience for you huh Angel? Is that it? You want to get laid so you come here preying on the girl who you know will take you with out any questions? Hmm?"

"What? Buffy how could you even say that?"

I could hear the pain in his voice and felt sorry for a second before deciding to stand my ground. It wasn't fair to me, to have him make me hurt like this.

"How could I say that? How could I say that really? I don't know Angel, you tell me because I think I have every damn right to say it! You come here after leaving me, after destroying me saying you want to help fight, then you go and tell me you're sorry for leaving me and destroying me but you don't say anything about staying with me, and then you start doing…that, fucking knowing that you can't follow through and you have the nerve to say that what I said wasn't fair!"

POV: Angel/Angelus

Mmm I like feisty Slayer…come here baby…come to Daddy.

"Well Angel?"

"Damn it Buffy my soul is permanent!"

I saw the shock on her face as soon as the words slipped from my mouth.

"Wh…what?"

POV: Buffy

"My soul...it's permanent."

I couldn't believe it.

"How could you!"

He looked so confused I almost felt bad for him again.

"You're soul is permanent and you didn't tell me! When, how long? Did it happen in L.A or since graduation? Did you know all along and just didn't feel the need to tell me…huh!"

"No!"

I was about to tell him right where he could go when a thought hit me like a ton of bricks.

"How….how did you find out it was permanent Angel?"

POV: Angel/Angelus

I saw where her thoughts were running to before she asked me that last question. Her voice was as cold as ice and for the first time in almost four years I was actually worried she would stake me.

Jealous are we lover?

Now is not the time!

"Buffy, I know what you're thinking and no. I haven't slept with anyone but you."

Speak for yourself…ahh Dru.

Shut up! And really Dru? Buffy was so much better and you know it.

"Honest Buffy, I haven't been with anyone since you, and I just found out about my soul…well actually, it's…its complicated Buffy."

"Un-complicate then Angel."

Her voice still held that icy tone to it and I wasn't sure what to say.

"Maybe we should talk about this with Giles and Wes."

POV: Buffy

Giles and Wesley?

"Why?"

He sighed in frustration before looking at me, a pleading tone in his voice.

"Please Buffy, just…please."

We walked back into the main room before I gave Angel a pointed look. He cleared his throat before shuffling his feet against the cold floor.

"Wes?"

"Ahh yes Angel?"

"Could you and Giles maybe uhm explain to Buffy what we discussed earlier…please?"

I could hear the begging in his question and looked towards the two men.

"What? Oh, yes…yes of course. Please sit down Buffy."

"I'd rather stand."

"Uhm well alright. Now Buffy, I know you may be confused right now but…"

"Angel said his soul is permanent."

"Ahh well yes and no."

"What?"

"Well what I mean is that his soul is going to be permanent."

I looked from Giles to Wes to Angel before looking back at Wes.

"Explain."

"Well Cordelia came to me last night to speak about binding Angel's soul…I had actually already been researching it for months and not getting too far but Mr. Giles overheard and offered his assistance. We all felt that Angel and you deserved some happiness, so we worked all through the night and were able to create a spell to ground his soul."

"So his soul would…would be permanent?"

"Ahh yes, yes it would be."

I swallowed hard before looking around at everyone.

"That's great…no more soulless bad guy and all uhm excuse me for a moment."

I slowly turned away before racing up the stairs and closing a random bedroom door. I slowly walked over towards the mattress, collapsing on it, my eyes fixed on the old ceiling.

I'm not sure how long I laid there, motionless before there was a soft knock on the door, Cordelia's voice ringing through.

"Buffy? Can I come in?"

"Yeah."

I pushed myself up into a sitting position, the pillow on my lap.

"Are you okay…with the way you left and all I thought maybe you would like to talk?"

I shrugged.

"Come on, what's wrong? Aren't you happy Angel's soul will be bound…that means happies for you as often as you want."

I let out a soft snort before looking up at her.

"I'm ecstatic that Angel's soul will be bound and that he can have all the happies he wants…"

"But?" She probed.

"But what if…what if I'm not the one he wants the happies with?"

POV: Angel/Angelus

I stared at the place where Buffy had just been standing for minutes before looking around the room.

"What just happened?"

"I'm…I'm not sure." Giles replied before taking out a kerchief to clean his glasses.

"I need to go talk to her."

"No Angel."

"But Cordy…"

"Angel, I know you want to talk to her but I think I know what's wrong and she will need a girl for this first."

"What do you mean?"

"Just trust me Angel."

I watched Cordy walk up the stairs after my love before inhaling deeply. I couldn't take this, I had to know what was wrong…not from someone else and not later. I followed my lover's scent until I came up to a door that was left ajar.

"But?" I heard Cordelia question.

"But what if…what if I'm not the one he wants the happies with?"

"You are."

Both heads snapped to where I was standing.

"Cordy could you give us a second…please?"

She looked towards Buffy before standing. She laid a hand on Buffy's shoulder, squeezing gently as she walked out, closing the door softly behind her.

"Buffy?"

"You weren't supposed to hear that." She whispered brokenly.

I sighed before making my way over to the bed.

"Maybe not, but I'm glad I did."

Taking a seat and grabbing her hand gently, I continued to talk.

"You don't really think that do you?"

"What?"

"That you're not the one I want…happies with?"

I could hear her sniffle before she shrugged.

"Oh Buffy…"

POV: Buffy

I felt his arms wrap around me before lifting me into his lap, tightly held to his chest.

"Buffy, Buffy, Buffy. How can you think I don't want to be with you like that?"

"You…you left."

"I know…I wish I didn't love. And just because I did doesn't mean that I ever stopped wanting you."

"But what Angelus said…"

POV: Angel/Angelus

Aww crap.

Look what you did you asshole!

"Buffy he didn't mean it."

Yeah Buff…in fact I'd love to have another go.

Shut up jerk off.

Such big words for a pansy.

"But…"

"No buts Buffy. He didn't mean it…he said what he said because he was mad and worried, that was not only the best night of my whole life and un-life it was his too."

"Riiigghht." She scoffed.

"Right. Sweetheart, I've had sex before, I'm not going to lie but what we shared it…it wasn't just sex."

"What…what do you mean?"

"We made love that night Buffy, we shared our souls. You didn't really think I lost my soul because of an...an orgasm did you?"

I felt her shrug against my chest.

"Buffy no, I lost my soul because that was the night where I felt fully accepted. You took away all my pain and guilt for over a century. You let me into your heart, soul and body and not only that but you gave me something that you can never get back or give to someone else. I didn't lose my soul because I came, I lost my soul because you gave me life…you made my dead heart beat, you warmed my spirit and you healed my soul, love. I had never felt so alive."

"I…I did?"

"Of course Buffy. When Angelus came back, he was terrified…"

I was not terrified! I'm a soulless demon for Christ sakes, I don't get scared!

"You made him feel something and not just anything, you made him feel love, something neither of us had ever felt. You wrapped your arms around him and gave him your life in his hands and he didn't know what to do with it."

"Is that why he tried to kill me?"

"Buffy, I know you won't believe me but he never wanted to kill you."

"What?"

"Well he wanted to kill you but he never could…just like you couldn't kill him. Why else do you think he tried to suck the world into hell, you wouldn't give him the time of day."

Please! What a load of…of crap!

"He was used to people being afraid of him or bowing at his feet love, but you did neither, you fought him, and he wanted you yet you still fought him…and you won."

"No…I lost both of you."

"What do you mean love?"

"I…I wanted him too Angel. I love him as much as I love you; I love him because I love you. Both of you, soul and demon; make up who you are and without him you wouldn't be here."

Buff.

"I love you mo chroi, and I want you to be the one to give me all the ….happies I could ever have."

She looked up at me with hope and love.

"So no one else…"

"What are you trying to ask baby?"

"Nothing I just…I want to make sure I am the one and not someone else, you know…Gwyneth Paltrow, or…or Cordelia, someone."

"Cordelia?" I smirked.

Honey please, I like having something to grab onto but really? Besides I like blondes.

"No, not Cordelia…"

POV: Buffy

"I much prefer blondes anyway." He whispered before licking the shell of my ear.

I couldn't help but moan, wrapping my arms tighter around his neck before pressing myself against him. He growled, smashing his lips to mine. I could feel him hard beneath me as I started rocking my hips back and forth. He gripped me tighter, sliding one hand down to my hip, the other up into my hair to pull back my head. His lips moved down my throat, sucking and nipping. I felt my desire swell, soaking my panties as I rocked harder against him, whimpering.

POV: Angel/Angelus

She tasted so good. I could feel her heat against me through my pants and I grazed my hand over her ass before grabbing it, pushing her against me. She moaned loud, her nails scraping along my scalp before she pulled my head up to meet her lips in a searing kiss. I felt her tongue swipe along the seam of my lips before diving in, exploring. We kissed for minutes or possibly hours before I felt her little hands run down my chest. She slowly pushed them up from the hem of my shirt, dragging her nails along my stomach. I hissed in pleasure, before grabbing her wrists, effectively stopping her.

"Angel." She whined.

I couldn't help but drop one, two, three kisses to her swollen lips before replying.

"Baby we have to stop."

"Why?"

"We haven't done the spell yet and if we don't stop now, nothing will be able to stop me from spreading those pretty thighs of yours and getting reacquainted with what I've been dreaming about for over a year." I whispered.

"Oh god Angel." She let loud whimper at my words before rocking against my hard on once more.

"Buffy."

"Alright…fine, but we better be doing it soon. I don't know how long I can wait."

With that and a wink, she walked out the door. I fell back onto the bed groaning.

She's going to kill me.

Yea…but what a way to go.

Quick note: Mo chroi means my heart in Gaelic