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buffyfic-digest Saturday, May 2 1998 Volume 02 : Number 155
In this issue:
BUFFYFIC: When (6/?) HELP NEEDED!!!
BUFFYFIC: Angel's Memories (0/?)
BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories(1/?)
BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories(2/?)
BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories(3/?)
BUFFYFIC: Cloaked in Darkness: chapter 2/?
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Date: Thu, 1 May 1997 22:33:13 +0100
From: Mark Jones <Mark.Jones@altitudeprods.demon.co.uk>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: When (6/?) HELP NEEDED!!!
AUTHOR: Rachel Jones
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Buffy characters etc. they belong to
Joss Weldon etc.
PLEASE HELP!
Ok, here's the thing, I have no idea at all on how to end this, the original
story was not meant to be anything like this one, I just hope that you like
it, I'm not too sure if I do, so it would be a great help it you would tell
me what you think!! Thanks!
Rach@altitudeprods.demon.co.uk
In issue #153, there was a message saying 'Everton are rubbish...' and
basically it had NOTHING to do with Buffy, here is what happened. I think
my brother was sending the message to his friend who supports Everton, and
he must have used the address book thing and clicked on the Buffyfic address
by mistake, so I am VERY sorry about that!
She just lay there waiting and concentration, Angel had to come soon Buffy
hoped. To her amazement, at that exact moment Angel ran through the
cemetery gates and towards Buffy, he then saw all of the other vampires and
a chill ran down his spine, he didnt know what to do, he needed to talk to
Buffy privately about her friends, he needed to give them some distraction.
His mind was racing, until he knew what to do, these vampires would be
hungry, he had to pretend to be one of them, just enough so that they would
believe him, but Buffy would know that it was really Angel and not the evil
vampire Angelus. He did the only thing that he felt he could do that would
distract the vampires. He simply yelled Food, go and get it!!!! The
other vampires looked at Buffy for a few seconds and then at Angel, they
were stuck, but felt that if they went Angelus would watch over Buffy,
little did they know
------------------------------
Date: Sat, 2 May 1998 08:10:00 EDT
From: Jaclyn Amy <JaclynAmy@aol.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Angel's Memories (0/?)
AngelÆs Memories Prologue (0/?)
by Jaclyn Amy
TITLE: AngelÆs Memories
AUTHOR: Jaclyn Amy@aol.com
RATING: PG/PG-13
SUMMARY: This is pretty much the story of AngelÆs life before and as a
vampire. Buffy finds AngelÆs diary and decides to read it. If you notice any
info that contradicts what the show has already said, please notify me.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first.
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or the movie or show Buffy the
Vampire Slayer. They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th Century
Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc. No infringement intended.
FEEDBACK: Please be nice; IÆm still a newbie.
- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
- ------------------------------
Buffy started going through the possesions in AngelÆs appartment. It was
daytime, and he wasnÆt there now, so she was safe. There, she looked for
anything of AngelÆs. //I owe it to him// she thought //to make sure that
Angelus doesnÆt have the benifit of AngelÆs things.//
The first thing she checked was his dresser. Inside she found mostly
clothing. A red velvet box caught her eye. She opened it, unsure of what she
was going to find. His cross. She put his cross around her neck. The Claddagh
ring. Tears started to sting her eyes. She closed her eyes and remembered the
night she gave him the ring. "I love you." The three words that would change
her life forever. //I love you too.// She slid the ring on her finger.
She dug throught books and boxes. Most of them had to do with demonology and
Slayers. One of them, though, stood out from all the rest. It didnÆt have a
title or an author on the cover. It had a beautiful red leather cover and
delicate pages.
//WhatÆs this?// she thought to herself.
She opened the book up to the first page. It was dated April 23, 1776. The
handwriting was his. //This is his diary// she thought. //Maybe now IÆll find
out about his past.//
She browsed through it recognizing a name or event here and there. But for
the most part, it was new to her. //This could be the key to bringing Angel
back. Maybe he wrote the ceremony in here.//
The sun had started to set, so she grabbed her coat, the diary, the cross,
the ring, and a few more personal items she had found. As fast as she could,
she rushed home to read the diary. The last thing she need was to see a vamp
on her way home.
She quietly climbed up the side of her house. Little did she know, her mother
was inside.
"Buffy, where were you?" Mrs. Summers asked her daughter.
"I was just with Xander and Willow. We were, uh, um- "
"Forget it. I probably donÆt want to hear it. I thought you were going to
stay home and study for your English test on Monday."
"I was, but, I uhà"
Her mother sighed. "Until you learn some responsibility, youÆre grounded. The
rest of the evening and all of tomarrow I expect you to be in your room
studying or reading. No TV or phone calls to Willow or Xander, okay?"
"But, Mom," Buffy feigned being upset, "whatever will I do?"
"YouÆll think of something." She left the room.
Buffy grabbed the diary and opened it. //This should be interestingà//
End Prologue
- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
- ------------------------------
------------------------------
Date: Sat, 2 May 1998 08:11:15 EDT
From: Jaclyn Amy <JaclynAmy@aol.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories(1/?)
AngelÆs Memories (1/?) "Darla"
by Jaclyn Amy
TITLE: AngelÆs Memories
AUTHOR: Jaclyn Amy@aol.com
RATING: PG/PG-13
SUMMARY: This is pretty much the story of AngelÆs life before and as a
vampire. Buffy finds AngelÆs diary and decides to read it. If you notice any
info that contradicts what the show has already said, please notify me.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first.
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or the movie or show Buffy the
Vampire Slayer. They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th Century
Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc. No infringement intended.
FEEDBACK: Please be nice; IÆm still a newbie.
PROOFREADERS: Thanks for your time and effort proofing this. I really
appreciate it.
- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
- ------------------------------
She silently started to read the diary. A look of fear struck her face.
"Darla," Buffy whispered aloud. Suddenly, everything changed. She was no
longer in Sunnydale, but in an old, gorgeous church. She was seeing
everything. Unable to speak, unable to move, unable to think. It was like a
movie that couldnÆt be stopped. She was in AngelÆs mind.
***
"Help!" a voice shrieked from outside the church. "Help, someone, please!"
I ran quickly towards the scream. In front of me stood a beautiful woman with
blond hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. Her features, stiff in fright, were tear
stained. Her clothing tattered, she sat in the dirt crying. "Are you alright,
Miss?"
"Please help me, kind sir. I was traveling across the grassy knoll in front
of the church when a demon of some sort attacked me. I tried to fight him off,
but he was too strong. Thus, I screamed. As soon as you appeared, he left.
Thank you," she said.
"Here, let me help you," I said. I lifted her in my arms and carried her
inside. She seemed odd in some way, as if she had some sort of secret she was
hiding but longed to tell me. "Are you sure you are alright?"
"Yes, I am fine. Sir, what is your name?"
"I am Father Angel, or soon to be. I am studdying with Father Lawrence to
become a priest. What do they call you?"
"I am Darla."
"Darla," I spoke, "thatÆs a lovely name."
"Thank you."
Suddenly, my emotions went wild. I felt a feeling not even I described. I
just wanted to hold her and never let her go. To kiss her and forget my vow of
chastity. As I leaned forward, Sister Mary appeared.
She cried out "Angel, what is here?"
"Darla," I said. "She was attacked by demons and needs our aid."
"Oh, poor dear. She will stay with us for a few nights. Come, girl, letÆs
away. I will bring you to the convent where you shall have a bed to sleep in
and warm food to eat." She aided Darla away.
***
I did not see her again until the next evening. The rain had been pouring
terribly, and the thunder was fierce. I had been sitting in my cell, reading
the bible when I heard a scream.
"Angel!" I ran outside to see Darla, soaked to the bone, calling my name.
"What is it?"
"I saw a vampire. He tried to feed on me, but I put a stake through his
heart." She seemed all shooken up. "I couldÆve died tonight."
"I would never let that happen. Come. You can spend the night in my room."
"Thank you."
She came in, soaking a freezing. "YouÆre shaking like a leaf. Here," I said,
handing her a pair of clean clothing. "Put this on."
"Thanksàfor everything. If it wasnÆt for you I would be-"
I kissed her. "Shh. DonÆt talk. WhatÆs done is done."
She kissed me back. I pulled her down onto the bed. "Angel," she whispered,
"this isnÆt right. YouÆre a priest; IÆm a young girl. We shouldnÆt be doing
this. ItÆs wrong."
"IÆm a strong believer that sometimes its right to do the wrong thing."
I held her in my arms that night as she slept. She was so peaceful, so
innocent. Her hair clung to the side of her face as she sweated.
I finally fell asleep around 3:00 that morning. When I awoke, though, she was
gone. I noticed a note on the table.
DEAREST ANGEL,
IÆm sorry I left so early this morning. I will see you again. At 10:00 this
morning, meet me at the alter.
YOUR BELOVED,
DARLA
It was almost 10:00, so I rushed to get dressed and bathe. When I got to the
alter, though, she wasnÆt there. I waited almost a half hour before she
arived.
She was careful to stay in the shadows. "Darla, come into the light."
"I canÆt." She walked farther towards me. "Come to me, Angel."
I followed as she said. As I finally reached her, I noticed the strangeness of
her face. "What has happened to you?"
"It is amazing," she whispered. "IÆll show you." She bit into my neck. The
blood slowly drained out of me. I felt warm blood run down my throat, choaking
me. Then, everything went cold.
End Part 1 (Darla)
------------------------------
Date: Sat, 2 May 1998 08:12:13 EDT
From: Jaclyn Amy <JaclynAmy@aol.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories(2/?)
AngelÆs Memories (2/?) "Angelus"
by Jaclyn Amy
TITLE: AngelÆs Memories
AUTHOR: Jaclyn Amy@aol.com
RATING: PG/PG-13
SUMMARY: This is pretty much the story of AngelÆs life before and as a
vampire. Buffy finds AngelÆs diary and decides to read it. If you notice any
info that contradicts what the show has already said, please notify me.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first.
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or the movie or show Buffy the
Vampire Slayer. They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th Century
Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc. No infringement intended.
FEEDBACK: Please be nice; IÆm still a newbie.
PROOFREADERS: Thanks for your time and effort proofing this. I really
appreciate it.
- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
- ------------------------------
I awoke the next evening in the church, in my church. I was dazed at first,
but soon got my bearings. The coffin was dark but comfortable. I pushed my way
out to see the church lit with beautiful white candles. Darla was wearing a
beautiful dress and gorgeous jewelry. She came over to me, and before I could
say a word, kissed me and smiled. I kissed her back, harder and more
passionately.
Finally, I pulled away, startled. "What happened?"
"Do you not remember, Angel? I am a vampire. And now you are too." A wicked
smile crossed her face.
She took his hand and moved it to his face. "See? Come, now. YouÆre probably
starving."
We went outside and fed on a young couple before leaving. Darla had a place
about a half mile from here. On our way, we fed on every mortal we past.
ThatÆs when Darla taught me how to change a human into a vampire.
"First," she said, holding her victim, "is feed off their blood." She
demonstrated. "Next, you bite into one of your vanes, such as your wrist."
Blood poured from the spot. "Last, you pour it into their neck wound. In about
a day or so, they should revive and start their first hunt. Go, on. Try it."
I took the man I had in my grip and fed. Next, I bit my wrist. It was
unusually painful. I thought you couldnÆt feel pain as a vampire. I pushed my
wrist against his neck and waited. Darla told me when took my hand when it was
time to let go and licked some blood.
From out of nowhere, a young girl showed up and fought with a nearby vampire.
"SheÆs a Slayer," Darla explained. "Her destiny is to kill our kind. She has
incredible strength; more than any human. Do not let her touch your heart with
a stake, or you will die for good. Watch as I kill her."
The Slayer easily staked her enemy and saw us. As she approached us, Darla
spoke. "Hello, Maria. IÆve been waiting quite a while for this."
The color drained out of her face. "You areàareàare"
"ThatÆs right. ItÆs Darla."
The Slayer was frozen in fear as Darla advanced toward her. Suddenly, she
kicked Darla in the face. But she was unfased. She returned that kick for a
harder, stronger one to her stomach. The Slayer tried to punch her, but she
blocked the punch and hit her in the stomach. She then through her against a
wall.
"Feed on her, Angel. She will give you strength." I did just that. Her blood
tasted so sweet.
"We must be going now, for the sun will be up soon."
"So?"
"A vampire is burnt to a crisp in the sun. It is increddibly painful. While,
weÆre on this subject, crosses, garlic, holy water: they wonÆt kill you, but
they will burn your skin. DonÆt let them touch you, love."
***
The next night, we returned to the church to feed. We walked outside for a
while. There we found the youngest and the oldest nuns, Mary and Catherine.
//So pure, so chaste// I thought.
Before I knew it, Darla was already feeding on Catherine. I grabbed Mary and
flung her against a tree.
"Angel!" she cried. "Please, no!"
"ItÆs Angelus now." I ripped her clothes off of her weakened body and raped
her before I killed her and made her one of us.
"Angelus," Darla said, "I like it."
End Part 2 (Angelus)
------------------------------
Date: Sat, 2 May 1998 08:13:09 EDT
From: Jaclyn Amy <JaclynAmy@aol.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC:Angel's Memories(3/?)
AngelÆs Memories (3/?) "Edith and Billy"
by Jaclyn Amy
TITLE: AngelÆs Memories
AUTHOR: Jaclyn Amy@aol.com
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: This is pretty much the story of AngelÆs life before and as a
vampire. Buffy finds AngelÆs diary and decides to read it. If you notice any
info that contradicts what the show has already said, please notify me.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first.
DISCLAIMER: I own none of the characters from or the movie or show Buffy the
Vampire Slayer. They were created by Joss Wheden and are owned by 20th Century
Fox, Sandollar Television, Mutant Enemy, etc. Nor do I own Romeo and Juliet by
William Shakespere. No infringement intended.
FEEDBACK: Please be nice; IÆm still a newbie.
PROOFREADERS: Thanks for your time and effort proofing this. I really
appreciate it.
- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
- ------------------------------
For the next century, I traveled around Europe, killing and eating, murdering
and torturing, making new vampires. Darla had gone her own way to Japan at the
turn of the century, so I was alone.
I had killed a Slayer in Germany, two in France, and one in Sweden. I was
bored of just killing, and wanted to cause pain. Not to someone who was strong
and could fight back, but to someone who was innocent and vulnerable.
I was now aboard the Heaven, a ship taking me for England. IÆd heard of a
young noblewoman, Edith, whom was young and beautiful. She supposedly came
from a filthily wealthy family. About twenty, she was an old maid looking for
a suitor. ThatÆs where I would come in.
I brought with me a painting of her. She was fair, with curly black hair and
dark eyes. Her beauty made me wonder why she had not been wed.
It took me two nights to reach her town. Even there, it took me many hours
before I could find her. One evening, I found her in her garden, planting
flowers.
I spoke, "Hello, maÆam."
"Hello, sir," she spoke. "Would you like a daisy?"
"No, thank you. My name is Angelus. Call me Angel."
"IÆm Edith, Edith Rosaline Buckler."
"ThatÆs a beautiful name."
"Thank you. What brings you here?"
I got all choked up.
She appoligized, "IÆm sorry. I shouldnÆt have asked."
"No, it alright. My whole family was murdered. I was unable to stop the
killing, but managed to get away. I have no home, no family, no friends."
"Oh, you poor dear! You shall stay at my home while you are here."
"I donÆt want to impose."
"No, itÆs no trouble at all."
"Just go in through the front door. Tell them that you are here to seak my
marriage. They shall give you a room and a meal. I shall explain to you
later." She suddenly seemed in a hurry for me to go.
I went towards the door, but hid in the bushes. A man came into the garden.
He had short blond hair and warm, inviting eyes.
"Edith," he spoke.
She looked stunned. "What are you doing here? This place is death filled,
considering who you are. Father told me that I am forbidden to see you again.
And if I do, God knows what will happen."
"IÆd rather die tonight with you than live a thousand years without your love.
Therefore," he cried in vain, "nothing shall keep me from this place."
She pulled him away from the windowÆs sight. "If they see you, they will
murder you. Please, be gone. I would not for the world wish that you are
seen."
"But I love you." He kissed her lips.
"I must go. We cannot take this any farther. Not here, not now."
"ÆOh wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?Æ" he quoted Shakespere.
"What satisfaction do you wish for tonight?"
"Marry me." He dropped on one knee. "Vow to be my wife." He slipped a ring on
her finger. "Do you fancy it, pet?"
"Billy!" she cried. "Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!" Her arms wapped around
his neck. "IÆve waited so long to here those words."
I moved and Edith heard the noise. "I here a noise. I must leave before they
find us together. Good night."
She ran off into the house.
"Good night, love. Goodnight. I shall see you again tomarrow."
***
"Who was that?" Edith was in her room brushing her hair that evening.
"Who was who?"
"That man I saw you with in the garden."
"I was with no man in the garden. What in heavenÆs name gave you that idea?"
"Edith, donÆt lie to me. I saw you with him."
"Shhh. If my mummy ever found outà"
"So, who is this man?"
"Billy. He is my fiance. We plan to be wed tomarrow evening."
//This doesnÆt give me much time.// "Congratulations. YouÆre parents must be
very happy."
"Shhh. You canÆt tell Mummy and Daddy. They forbid me to see him since he is
poor." She grabbed a comb and started brushing a dollÆs hair. "Has Miss
Drusilla been a good girl?"
EdithÆs parents came into the room. "Edith, who is this man?" Mrs. Buckler
asked.
"Angel, uh,àAngel. He has come to wed me."
"So," said Mr. Buckler, "you fancy our little Edith here."
"Very much, sir. I only hope she feels the same way."
"Well, Edith," Mrs. Buckler said, "go to sleep. We have big plans to make."
"Good night, Mummy, Daddy. Good night, Angel."
***
I stayed in my room until the rest of the house was asleep. I crept out into
the streets, then. Luckily, Billy was outside, wandering the streets.
"Billy," I said.
He turned around. "How do you know my name?"
"IÆm a friend of EdithÆs."
"Oh. WhyÆre you here, mate?"
"IÆve got a message for you."
"What is it?"
I sank my teeth into his neck.
End Part 3 (Edith and Billy)
------------------------------
Date: Sat, 02 May 1998 05:25:58 PDT
From: "Aurelia Destiny" <princessdestiny@hotmail.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Cloaked in Darkness: chapter 2/?
TITLE: Cloaked In Darkness
AUTHOR: Princess Destiny (princessdestiny@hotmail.com)
SUMMARY: Things are not exactly what they seem when Giles finds an
ancient diary, with news of the death of the Slayer. A new girl comes
to Sunnydale and things start to go crazy, Angel is jealous because
Buffy has a boyfriend and The Master gets a nasty surprise...
It is naturally a Buffy/Angel Romance story, cause I'm a hopeless
romantic! Although it starts off a bit rocky, but I assure you they
will end up together in this one!
RATING: PG.
TIME PERIOD: Hmm, well since we have only seen up till 'Prophesy Girl'
here in AustraliaBut I HAVE read the scripts for the rest of
them...Okay, say just after the 'Angel' episode and we'll leave it at
that!
THANK-YOUS:
FEEDBACK: PLEASE! I love to hear from people!
DISTRIBUTION: Ask me first, I'll say yes anyway, but I want to know
where it is going.
DISCLAIMER: Buffy, Angel and the others are the property of Joss Whedon.
Gabriella and any others I add later on are Mine, Mine, Mine! This is
my first try at a Buffy fic so don't be too harsh, comments and
suggestions or even praise for my lovely story are very welcome!
************************
CLOAKED IN DARKNESS
************************
Chapter 2: Loosing The Slayer
"Angel! What are you doing here?" Buffy demanded, looking for Dwayne
with anxious eyes, if he came back and found Angel with her...
"I come here every night, you know that" Angel said, his voice low,
almost accusing. Buffy snorted, much as Cordelia had earlier. Angel
was in no mood for games however and his eyes told her that, they seemed
to burn a hole into her with their angered intensity.
"Well you can go sit somewhere else, IÆm with Dwayne" she told him and
turned away with feigned disinterest, a low growl came from Angel and
she pretended not to hear it.
"Who is he? Does he know about you?" Angel demanded and Buffy turned
back with a sweet smile, leaning in slightly towards him over the table.
"Maybe" she taunted. Angel clenched his fists, visibly fighting for
control and Buffy felt a thrill of fear and excitement at causing such a
strong reaction. Angel pretended to be indifferent, but it was obvious
to her that he was anything but...and the danger she sensed from Angel
made her reckless.
"HeÆs my boyfriend if you must know, so go away, heÆll be back any
moment!" Buffy said with a sugary tone. Angel leaned forward also,
seeming about to deliver some scathing retort but then he got to his
feet and towered over her.
"It wonÆt last." he said with a slight smile. They both watched as
BuffyÆs fingernails scraped strips of wood out of the surface of the
table. She realized what she had done and turned away abruptly, furious
that he had gotten to her so easily. Something thumped onto the table
and she spun to face Angel angrily only to see that it was Dwayne back
with the drinks. He saw her face and held up his hands mock-frightened.
Buffy flushed and toyed with the straw in her coke.
"WhatÆs got you so angry, did I do something?" he joked and Buffy
forced a smile to her face, though her eyes remained furious.
"No, not you. Just..." she was interrupted as Cordelia stormed over to
their table, her eyes annoyed.
"Buffy, what did you say to Angel about me? I tried to talk to him and
he just brushed right past me. ME!" she ranted at Buffy. The blonde
sighed, Dwayne looking slightly confused until Cordelia left.
"WhoÆs Angel?" he wanted to know. Buffy twisted the straw almost
viciously, her thoughts again on the vampire who infuriated her as much
as he made her heart leap with excitement at his presence.
"No one. Just someone we both know, just...an acquaintance." Buffy
said with a bright smile and took a sip of her drink while Dwayne talked
about his last football game.
Angel watched from the shadows again, baring his sharp teeth in fury.
He was so angered that he had gone vampire. His eyes burned into BuffyÆs
back, her words echoing tauntingly in his mind.
æNo oneÆ. His hands clenched, the nails biting sharply into his hands
until blood was almost drawn. æJust someone we both know, just...an
acquaintanceÆ. He felt like breaking things, and even worse he felt
like hurting the blonde guy Buffy was with. Sinking his fangs in
and...he shook his head abruptly and his human face came back as he
forced himself to relax. Buffy had made him this angry and Angel
admitted he WAS jealous, she had a boyfriend now and wanted Angel out of
her life.
Well that was what she would get, he thought as he made his way
unnoticed past her table and down the stairs to where he could see
Xander and Willow talking and laughing together. They looked up and
Willow smiled in welcome, though the look on Xanders face couldnÆt
possibly have been less inviting.
"Hi Angel." She saw his face and the smile faded as he stood there and
looked at them broodingly, something unreadable in his dark eyes.
"Oh, you saw Buffy huh?" Willow said sadly, knowingly. XanderÆs grin
was tight, torn between relief that Buffy and Angel were no longer
friends, and depression at the fact that she was now upstairs with
another guy.
"Yes" Angel said shortly, forcing a smile to his face and holding out a
hand to Willow.
"Care to dance?" he asked her, she smiled and put her hand in his.
Willow ignored the daggered look her friend was giving her, sick of his
comments about ædead boyÆ as he called Angel regularly now.
"Sure, nothingÆs happening around here." she said innocently and was
happily swept off by the gorgeous vampire, fervently hoping that Xander
would be jealous.
"In an alternate universe" she muttered as she put her arms around
Angel and wondered if Buffy would be angry if she saw Willow dancing
with the dark-haired vampire, especially to such a slow song.
"So Angel..." Willow trailed off as she leaned back to look at his face
and saw he was staring up at where Buffy and Dwayne could be seen.
"You know, when you ask a girl to dance, itÆs traditional to pay
attention to her...maybe some light conversation?" Willow suggested
lightly. Angel looked down at her, taking his eyes from Buffy for a
moment. A rueful expression crossed his face and Willow suddenly
wondered if it had been such a good idea to have a hunk like Angel
giving her his full attention. He was so gorgeous, Willow found herself
gaping like a fool at his face and looked down quickly.
"YouÆre right, Willow." AngelÆs voice came near her ear and she almost
shivered, glancing up in shock, wondering vaguely if he could read
minds.
"I should be paying you more attention." he continued with a slight
smile and Willow breathed easier, it had freaked her to think he knew
she thought he was good-looking. Oh, Buffy, I could steal him away from
you Willow told herself and almost stumbled to a halt at the
un-Willow-like thoughts.
"Willow?" Angel asked her and realized he had said something. She
smiled brightly and met his dark eyes.
"Yes?" she almost squeaked but he didnÆt seem to notice, his eyes were
again on Buffy and Dwayne, who were dancing slowly upstairs.
"Do you think sheÆs serious about him?" Angel said almost under his
breath and Willow felt suddenly protective of him, she smiled widely and
flapped a hand nonchalantly.
"Nah, itÆs a faze" she assured him. Angel looked broodingly at the
couple till the song ended, then he took her back to her seat and
Xander. Willow was pleased to see that Xander was frowning like a
thunderclap and her heart leapt. Angel sat down beside her and stared
into space, his eyes dark and thoughtful.
"WhatÆs up vamp-man, canÆt take the competition?" Xander asked
laughingly and AngelÆs eyes darkened even more as he swiftly glanced at
Xander. Xander immediately realized his mistake and held up his hands
as if to keep off the angry vampire.
"Okay, sorry sorry. Bad joke" Xander muttered, turning away. Willow
looked at him disapprovingly and Xander met her eyes almost guiltily.
Willow turned back to apologize for Xander but saw the seat next to her
was empty. A quick look around the room revealed nothing and she
wondered where he had gone to in such a hurry.
"Dead boy sure moves fast, IÆll give him that" Xander said happily and
Willow sighed.
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