Chapter 3

Repercussions

While Buffy did her best to make sure Willow was protected she couldn't keep an eye on her day and night. Xander did his best to pick up the slack but provided no real protection for the witch.

Walking home alone for the first time since that night in the hallway had Willow searching the shadows with every sound she heard. After what seem like an eternity she made it home. Finally able to breathe a sigh of relief she headed upstairs to her bedroom. The sight of Angelus lounging in her bed greeted her. His silk shirt was partially unbutton and he wore tight leather pants, so different from his soulful counterpart. He threw the book he'd idly been thumbing through down on the bed. Vaguely she noted it was her diary. The urge to turn and flee was warring with the fear that held her in place.

"Don't try to run little one chasing you would only bring out the predator in me", he spoke as if reading her mind. Angelus' eye flashed amber his demon rising to the surface. "Been doing a bit of light reading to chase away the boring hours till you came home. Out so late and on a school night." The vampire's tome was slightly mocking.

Miffed by his words and actions Willow spoke without thinking. "Read anything interesting?" She bit her lip wishing she could take back her words. Engaging in one of Angelus games could not end well.

The dark vampire sprung from the bed and pinned her to the bedroom door. "Such a departure from our first time here. Do you remember what you said that night?

Trying and failing to keep the tremor from her voice she answered. "I'm not supposed to have boys in my room."

Leaning in closer he whispered in her ear, "this time I don't promise to behave myself". Chuckling at the startled expression on Willow's face he brushed a strand of fiery red hair behind her ear. He brushed his lips over the witch's trembling own in the barest of kisses. His gentle touch was surprising.

She tried reminding herself it was just a ploy, but lost herself in his embrace. "You blush beautifully. It's funny you never even hinted at any secret longing for the soul, yet here you are responding to my touch. Do you separate the two of us so easily?" His words brought reality crashing down.

"A-Angel was Buffy's..." Willow lowered her confused green eyes unsure of where exactly this conversation was heading.

"But I can be yours." Gentle hands turned rough as his mouth slanted aggressively over her's. Angelus tongue snaked past Willow's soft lips. After a moment of hesitation she began to respond to his kiss. Dimly they both became aware of the ringing phone. Breaking the kiss Angelus muttered, "damn modern inconveniences".

"I-It's Buffy or Xander checking in. If I don't answer they'll worry ." She attempted to push past the vampire and answer the phone to no avail.

"Well, we wouldn't want them to worry now would we? Young girl all alone master vampire lurking about it could spell disaster." He gave her a wry smile before walking over to her desk, and picking up the phone. "Rosenberg residence."

Buffy gripped the phone tighter walking out of the kitchen, so her mother would not overhear the conversation. "Angelus if you hurt her", she whispered menacingly.

"Slayer relax if I wanted to harm her you're in no position to stop me. I just wanted to put your mind at ease. Willow made it home safely."

The distressed redhead slid down her bedroom door to sit on the floor her legs going weak. She had been kissing Buffy's boyfriend or the remnants of her boyfriend. Willow barely registered the rest of the call to caught up in her own thoughts.

"Unfortunately I have to leave you angry Slayer and all." Pulling her to her feet he gave her one last lingering kiss. "I wonder are you the type to kiss and tell? Will this be diary worthy?" His dark eyes danced with mirth.

The slayer had to resort to sneaking out of her bedroom due to her mother's unwillingness to allow her to leave at such a late hour. Once arriving at Willow's she noticed lights on in the bedroom ,and the open balcony doors. She opted for climbing the trellis in case Angelus was still inside, and her friend could not answer the door.

Willow nervously shut her French book as Buffy entered. "It's just us."

Taking a seat on the bed the Slayer relaxed. "So I scared him off, huh?"

"Scared isn't exactly the words I would use but hey he's gone." Willow tried not to squirm under the weight of Buffy's gaze. She would have questions. The rest of the gang would have questions about what took place.

"How did he get in without an invitation?"

Buffy's question took Willow off guard she had never told anyone about Angel coming to her about looking for dirt on Billy Fordham. "W-well he kinda had one."

The Slayer was taken aback by her best friend's words. "You invited Angelus in? Why?"

"I invited Angel in he came by one night to talk", she evasively answered.

"My boyfriend just dropped by for a chat one night?"

"Not exactly he wanted me to look up info on Billy he didn't trust him. Which was a correct assumption by the way." Willow couldn't believe she was defending the actions of a man who was no longer there to defend himself.

"But you're ok he didn't hurt you?" Buffy tried to steer the conversation back to the nights events.

Shaking her head Willow averted her gaze. "I'm of the good."

"You're not looking at me. Why are you not looking at me, Willow?"

Blushing she meet the concerned blue eyes of her friend. "Well... he... t-there was kissage."