::Angel:: You Were Mine

[angel]

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Feeling the warmth of her hand against his cheek he allowed his cheek to press further into his hand. Only a bit, but enough to feel more warmth against her skin. The feeling just felt so good…it made him feel like he was home, where he had always wanted to be and always hoped to be. Hearing that she had missed him made him feel hopeful. It gave him hope that maybe they could work everything out. His only fear was that things would never be the same between them, which he knew was already confirmed and happening. Things had been said that couldn’t be taken back and they had told each other things that should have never been told. He knew though if he hadn’t told, he would always wonder if she would have rather known. He only hoped that in trying to be truthful that he didn’t ruin things between them forever.

Still against her hand, he cast his eyes downward to look into hers as she was much shorter than him. ”I would like that”

he said with a half smile, smirking only a bit at the fact that she had been cracking open his skull only days ago. Thankfully for the both of them it hadn’t done much damage being that he was a vampire. It had hurt like hell, but he would have recovered even without her blood. Sure though her blood had sped up the process, but he felt guilty that he had done that. He also knew though that even if he would have protested even more than he had she would have forced him anyways. She was a persistent one and when she wanted to do something she did it, they both knew that. At her second question about forcing him to drink her blood, he opened his mouth to comment but wasn’t able to get any words out when a girl approached them. It seemed that she had literally come out of nowhere. Either that, or he’d just been too caught up with Buffy to notice. Probably the latter if he had to guess.

As Buffy turned to face the girl her hand fell from Angel’s cheek and he felt a bit disappointed, quickly missing the warmth of her flesh against his. Although he didn’t greet the young girl, Stephanie apparently, he did shoot her a smile. Hearing the girl assume that Angel was her husband, he noticed the slayer’s cheeks turn a bit red. He didn’t protest at being called this, as it was something he’d always wanted, though he knew it could never happen for the two of them. ”That’s okay”

[/color] he told her simply, a smile tugging at his cheeks after having been called her husband. It was kind of sweet if he really thought about it, and didn’t mind being mistaken for her husband one bit.

Moving backwards and a bit further away from her, though for no particular reason, he leaned back up against her car as he had originally been doing. Crossing his arms over his chest, he gave her a peculiar look. ”Mr. Simpson?”[/color] he asked, one eyebrow arched with a bit of jealousy in his voice. [/blockquote][/color]- - - - - - - - - - -
Tag: Buffy Anne Summers
Word Count: 533
Outfit: Click here for Angel's outfit.
Notes: He's jealous of Max, muwahaha.[/center]

[Buffy Anne Summers]

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She couldn't figure out why but she knew that Angel always enjoyed the fact that he was over a foot taller than him. Sure she had always heard that her personality made her larger than life apparently and yet for Angel he always enjoyed that she was so tiny. Angel was a large man, both in height and in mass because of how muscular he was. Buffy herself was tiny, both in height and in mass, and while she had muscles, they couldn't be seen. Seeing his half smile she bumped his shoulder slightly. "It's not my fault that you're a giant Angel." She told him, having no idea if he understood her random comment but figuring even if he didn't he'd probably go along with it just to appease her.

That was just Angel's way.

Hearing Angel say that it was okay to Stephanie who mistook him for her husband the blush on her cheeks turned a bit redder. Did he have any idea how many fantasies she had of him as her husband? Thank god he really hadn't ever read her diary all those years ago or else he probably would have been running for the hills. She often wondered if Angelus ever had when he was running around causing trouble in Sunnydale. The times where he had an all access pass to her house, the mornings that she would wake up to find drawings, flowers, all that sort of stuff laying next to her...did he go through her things or did he just enjoy the fact that he could have killed her and she would have never even been awake to scream?

Shuddering at the thought she quirked an eyebrow at Angel as he asked who Mr. Simpson was and if she wasn't mistaken he sounded a tad jealous. "Mr. Simpson is the other counselor that works with me. The administration thought it would be good if they had a man and a woman counselor that way if any of the girls needed to talk about something girly, they could come to me...and if the guys needed to talk to a guy about something manly, or as close to manly as fourteen year olds can get, they can go to him." She told him. No need to elaborate on the fact that he was her age, handsome, and an FBI agent. Yeah, totally not going there with him...not at the moment at least.

Looking around she noticed the parking lot had for the most part cleared out. There were still quite a few cars around as students had after school activities and faculty members ran them, but for the most part at the moment they were alone. "So did you want to talk here or go somewhere else?" She asked, motioning to a park bench that was seated in the grass a few feet away leading towards the football field.

Word Count:: 506
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click for Buffy’s outfit
Note::That makes me LOL to think of Angel being jealous of Max. lol

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Extremely happy just to see her smiling and being playful, he didn’t seem to catch what had made her make the comment about his height. Perhaps she had thought of it simply because he’d had to look downwards to just catch her eyes. Ever since he had met her he’d had to cast his eyes downwards to look into hers, he was just used to it. With how often he’d used to do it, seeing her every day for about two years, he was surprised it hadn’t made his neck sore. ”I’m not a giant…Riley was taller”

he sneered playfully, in his typical jealous tone. Before it had made him jealous that Riley was taller than him. Now that she was calling him a giant, he used it as an advantage to him and a put down to Riley. Heh. Take that, soldier boy! Even though he was probably halfway around the world at the moment, he felt the need to put him down. Strange. Then again, it wasn’t all that strange; this girl had always driven him crazy.

Noticing her cheeks redden, it had the exact same effect he had imagined it to. It made her blush because deep down…she had always imagined it like he had. Many times he’d wished they could get married in a park like a normal couple, be together forever. However she’d grow old if she even lived long enough to and he would stay young and beautiful forever. While he knew he’d love her old and wrinkly he doubted she’d believe him when he told her this. Plus, she wouldn’t want to live like that and he knew it. The only way they’d ever truly be together would be doing one of two fucked up options. One, by Buffy becoming an immortal (i.e. a vampire) which she would never do, and Angel would never let her do. Secondly if he were to become human which wasn’t possible. It had happened once on their forgotten day…but that had been different.

For a moment he pondered this Mr. Simpson….there was clearly something she wasn’t telling him about this man. What it was he had no clue, but made it his mission to find out. Not today of course but he certainly would sometime this week, look into this guy more when she wasn’t around. However before he could comment on this, he was unexpectedly cut off by a strange man in a ridiculously overdressed suit. ”Miss Summers, did Stephanie give you your purse?” he asked Angel’s lover while Angel simply glared at him. When Buffy nodded yes and told him thank you, the man, apparently Simpson, mumbled something and walked away hurriedly. With two raised eyebrows he slid his eyes in the direction of the slayer. ”Can you stop drooling?”

[/color] he asked annoyedly. Yep, he was jealous. Pretty damn jealous at that.

Looking over to the park bench, he then slid his eyes back to the blonde slayer. ”I don’t know, is your boyfriend going to join us?”[/color] Clearly he was making a snide remark about Mr. Simpson. For some reason…he didn’t trust that guy. Who wears a suit to a freaking high school? Plus, the slayer totally got googly eyes for him. Feeling more disheartened by the second he impatiently tapped his foot while he waited for her to deny it. Or at least…he hoped she’d deny it. [/blockquote][/color]- - - - - - - - - - -
Tag: Buffy Anne Summers
Word Count: 564
Outfit: Click here for Angel's outfit.
Notes: There are people all over this place! Totally modded for Max...because I play him anyways and it's funny to see Angel all puffed up and jealous! Muwahaha.[/center]

[Buffy Anne Summers]

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Rolling her eyes at her ex boyfriend she laughed at him, knowing that at one point Riley being taller than him was probably a sore point. She'll admit, Riley was about an inch or so taller than the love of her existence, but Angel felt bigger than Riley on a while. Sure they were both well built guys but Angel just seemed more intimidating. Not that he intimidated her because she wasn't afraid of him...well...not all the time at least...but on a whole Angel just felt bigger. And that’s exactly what she told him. “You feel bigger though…you look bigger. Riley had the all American boy thing going for him…you are the classic tall dark mysterious handsome stranger that feels intimidating…so you feel bigger…you look bigger…and besides everyone is a giant compared to me.” She told him with a laugh.

Before she could comment anymore she heard Joshua come up to her and ask if she had been given her purse. "Yep. Thanks. I would have definitely had a hard time starting my car without that." She told him with a laugh, rolling her eyes at her scatterbrained self. "Would have been interesting to see me try and hotwire my own car...then again I'd probably end up blowing myself up and then who would keep you from dying of boredom during the day?" She asked him before waving at him as he left. She didn't really realize she was flirting until Angel told her to stop drooling to which she quirked an eyebrow at him, not saying a word.

She sighed and grabbed Angel's hand, dragging him over to the park bench. "The closest thing I have to a boyfriend is standing here looking at me like I ran over his puppy...so stop looking at me like that Angel." She told him, hoping that her words cleared up any misconceptions before realizing that she might as well spit it out. "I love you, I have always loved you and I will always love you. I wasn't drooling over him...I was being polite. He's a nice guy Angel, and it's nice to talk to someone whose not in the middle of our crazy circle. But before you start brooding let me remind you of something. I tried to date 'normal guys' like you wanted me too...didn't work out for me." She told him, her eyes boring into his.

"I like my men a tad dangerous, or at least with the ability to be dangerous...no one else could survive in my world...you know that better than anyone." She told him, hoping he would understand where she was coming from. She needed him to realize that he had no reason to get jealous of someone, anyone... He was it for her...always had been.

Word Count:: 498
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click for Buffy’s outfit
Note:: Awwww, poor Angel…being all jealous. Lol. And sorry this is a bit short, guys to deliver my new bed stuff are coming in like 15 minutes. Lol

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Why was she rolling her eyes at him? It was true! Riley had been taller and that had always annoyed him. The only things that stopped it from really truly bothering him had been the fact that he had swept the floor with the soldier boy. Plus truth be told, he had even held back because he was human and still swept the floor with him. The fact that the boy had been proud that he’d kept up with Angel made him laugh. If only he knew. ”Right…and….that’s….a good thing….right?”

he asked, slightly confused. After all he had learned that American’s didn’t like being called ‘big’. However that was usually taken in the sense of being called fat. She wasn’t calling him fat, was she? After all he was pretty sure he looked the same as he always had. Plus he’d been training a lot…though he’d also been drinking a lot of pig’s blood to curve Angelus’ jump off the wagon. Had he gained a few pounds?

”I like that you’re not…big”

[/color] he stated when she made the comment about everyone being giant when compared to her. Now of course he didn’t mean weight wise. Angel wasn’t in love with her looks (though he loved those too) he was in love with her soul, her personality, her voice, everything about her. While yes she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, he wouldn’t care one bit if she changed how she looked in anyway. He’d roll with the punches and be attracted to her anyways as long as her soul and personality remained the same.

Who would keep him from dying of boredom? The second this came out of her mouth his eyes shot over to her. He made no motion to speak to this Joshua character or acknowledge him at all except for the occasional glare. With an eyebrow arched he felt like asking just how she kept him so entertained at work, but decided against it. They weren’t together and he felt like he didn’t have a say in what she did, which he didn’t, despite how much he wanted to say. The flirting did bother him quite a bit though. Together or not, he didn’t go around flirting with other women so why was she doing this with other men? He’d ask her soon enough when he got the annoyed look wiped off his face.

Being dragged by the hand, he took a seat next to her on the bench, not that he would have had a choice even if he hadn’t wanted to. ”Sorry….”[/color] he trailed off, big brown eyes sulking and looking down to the wooden bench and away from her eyes. Deciding he might as well spit it out as well, he looked back up to her. ”And you think it’s not the same for me? Buffy….Cordelia --- was, well, she was Cordelia. She was more of a best friend than anything else…I’ve always only truly wanted you. The only time I strayed was when I knew I couldn’t have you….I won’t stray. I love you and want to be with you for as long as you’ll have me.”[/color] [/blockquote][/color]- - - - - - - - - - -
Tag: Buffy Anne Summers
Word Count: 526
Outfit: Click here for Angel's outfit.
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[Buffy Anne Summers]

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Hearing his question she couldn't help but let out another snort. "Worried about your weight there big guy?" She asked him, patting his extremely toned stomach with emphasis before rolling her eyes. "Angel you know damn well you're handsome and while you've put on some muscle since I first met you, you're definitely not fat." She told him, taking her thumb and pointed finger and pinching his side slightly, showing there was clearly not one bit of fat on him. "So calm down handsome, you've still got your bikini bod." She stated, winking before letting out a small laugh. Yes, she liked to rile him up a bit, sue her.

Grinning at his comment she shrugged. "It would be nice if I was a few inches taller, you know so I could make some extra cash modeling or something." She stated with a roll of her eyes, clearly showing she knew there was no way in hell she could ever be a model. "Nah, even then I couldn't do it. They only can eat like two saltines and a bottle of water each day...and we all know I really like to eat so clearly that's not happening. I'll stick with being short and just kicking the crap out of evil things rather than being a model and why am I still talking?" She quickly asked herself, shaking her head. Why didn't he ever stop her when she rambled like that?

Her fists clenched at her sides when he mentioned Cordelia. Clearly she hadn't worked through that particular bit of anger yet and she had a feeling that as much as she wanted to say she was completely okay with it, she wasn't and she wasn't going to be for a long while. There were things that she wouldn't get over. She'd learn to deal with them in her own way but him falling for Cordelia? That was one thing she wasn’t sure how she could get over it.

Taking a deep breath she let it out with a sigh. "Angel, I..." She stuttered, trying to figure out how to say what she wanted to say without freaking out again and without setting him off. Last thing either one of them needed was to come to blows in the middle of her school parking lot. Definitely didn't need that at all. "You have to think about it this way. For one thing, you left me for a normal life. You broke up with me to show me that I deserved someone who could give me things you couldn't...and yet Cordelia...who was more human than I was if I recall, you decided to be with her. So what made her different than me?" She asked him softly, no screaming, not yelling, just a desperate need to know.

Word Count:: 505
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click for Buffy’s outfit
Note:: Since I always wanted to know the answer to this question I figured I would have her ask you. *Snickers* Also, again, sorry for the shortness. Headaches are killer.

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Big man?!? What was that supposed to mean? She hadn’t ever really called him that before, had he indeed gained weight? However the second her hand patted his stomach he realized that he hadn’t gained weight, nor was it even possible. He was a vampire for god sake’s, whatever you looked like when turned, you stayed that way. Or at least he had always assumed so? Was he losing his damn mind? ”I know”

he said, clearly showing that he felt pretty damned stupid at the moment. However she tended to have that effect on him. Not to make him feel stupid, but to make him lose his mind. Looking down to her pinching him, he noticed that it actually kind of pinched because there literally was nothing for her to grab.

”Not sure I’d ever wear a bikini…”

[/color] he started with a laugh, ”but Katheryn did manage to get me into swim trunks. She made me take her to the water park, they have a midnight swim type of thing once a week.”[/color] It hadn’t been that long ago since he’d gone there with Katheryn but already, he was feeling like he should spend more time with her. As if they needed another date night for quality time. Perhaps this time, Buffy would join them? However he knew she probably wouldn’t, and tried to shake these thoughts off as to not get his hopes up.

Simply sitting back, he watched and listened as she rambled on. Angel didn’t just hear her; he really listened to her, despite the fact that half of the time she was talking nonsense anyways. Still…he liked it quite frankly, it gave him an excuse to not have to talk much. The man in him made him want to comment that she could always model for him…privately….but he resisted. Obviously it wasn’t anything he’d ever really say. Instead of actually saying anything he simply watched her smirking the entire time, loving that she continued going for quite some time. It was rather adorable.

The second things got serious, the smile disappeared from his face. He knew that just by mentioning Cordelia’s name, that he had gone to a place he probably shouldn’t have. He was now walking on egg shells and knew he had to be very careful how he answered this question. Yet even as he thought of what to say, he knew it probably wasn’t going to be good enough of an answer for her. Mustering up the courage to speak, he cleared his throat first. ”I need you to stay calm”[/color] he said in a soothing voice, turning on the bench to face her. Both of his hands went on top of hers as they sat in her lap, attempting to comfort her a bit.

”It all went so fast, I didn’t have time to think about it. All I was thinking about at the time was my own, selfish, lonelieness. I was without the person I need most in this world, which is you by the way, and I was suffering…I was lonely, and I knew you had a life without me. I never had time to sit down and think about it all before she was gone…It was puppy love, it wasn’t real. The only real love I had for her, was as a best friend, as I had for Doyle, Gunn, Willow, everybody.”[/color] Though he knew this wasn’t going to help, it was the best way he could seem to find to explain his situation.[/blockquote][/color]- - - - - - - - - - -
Tag: Buffy Anne Summers
Word Count: 586
Outfit: Click here for Angel's outfit.
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[Buffy Anne Summers]

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Sighing at Angel’s overactive imagination (something she didn’t think she’d ever say about her mysterious ex lover) she shook her head. “Angel, honey, You know you’re gorgeous, I know you’re gorgeous, take a poll of men and women and they’d all say the same thing…you’re gorgeous. So stop taking everything I say so literal. You’re tall and have muscles, that’s what I meant by big. I like the fact that you’re taller than me and I like the fact that…” She trailed off, not wanting to get to in depth but knowing she needed to finish her statement so she didn’t give him a complex she continued on. “The fact that you have muscular arms that if I’m wrapped in them I know that nothing is going to hurt me…that’s not something that anyone else can say. So hush about the big man comment. I didn’t mean anything bad by it.” She told him, trying to inject some humor though everything she said was true.

Hearing Angel say Kathy got him into swim trunks immediately made her mind go to a place it definitely shouldn't. Bad Buffy! Should not be thinking about your ex honey in swim trunks when the two of you are barely speaking. Unfortunately her inner thoughts didn't send the message to the part of the brain that controlled her facial features as her lips formed a pout that she hadn't even realized she was making. "I can't believe you didn't invite me. I haven't gotten to swim in a longgggg time." She stated before smacking her hand to her head. "Okay, and clearly my brain to mouth filter has been turned off, that's fantastic." She stated, somewhat talking to herself. She seriously needed to talk to a therapist about this whole talking to herself thing.

Hearing his words about Cordelia did make her feel a bit better, though not as much as she knew he wished they would. Squeezing his hands that had laid on top of hers softly she thought about how to respond. She was desperately trying to keep herself from blowing up, though luckily (for both of them) she wasn't in the 'lose it' mood like she clearly had been on their last encounter.

“Angel…as much as I want to rant and rave about you cheating on me or something else I clearly can’t as that would make me a gigantic hypocrite because I was with other people to. I hear what you are saying about not thinking about it and as much as it doesn't seem like it, all I have ever wanted was for you to be happy. If you came to me tomorrow and told me you had found the love of your existence, would I die a little bit inside? Hell yes I would...but would I want you to be miserable for the rest of your existence? No, I wouldn't. So I would be happy for you in a way... I never wanted you to wallow for the rest of your life because of me." She told him before grinning sheepishly. "Okay, so maybe a part of me way down deep did, but that's the completely selfish part of me. The realistic part knows that you shouldn't have to be alone forever, and I don't want you too. It still hurts me to know that you were with someone else rather than me. I can’t change my feelings on that but I do promise to stop blowing up at you about it.” She told him softly, still keeping her real feelings inside.

As much as she wanted to tell him that her real pain was the fact that he had rescued Cordelia instead of coming to her aide, she couldn’t. It would hurt him too badly and that was the last thing she wanted.

Word Count:: 648
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click for Buffy’s outfit
Note:: Awwwww <3

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Angel honestly couldn’t remember the last time he’d been called gorgeous by someone. Quite in fact it had been a long time ago. He had always known that he was good looking but hadn’t ever seemed to take it to heart. Honestly, he’d never really thought it mattered to anyone. Of course Buffy seemed to like that he was good looking but as for everyone else, he couldn’t care less what they thought. Plus he didn’t like acting egotistical at all, just wasn’t his style. ”I know you didn’t. And trust me…I know all about holding you, It’s like no one else in the world. Our bodies just seem to…mesh”

he said thoughtfully, longing in his voice. He wished he could hold her right now, though knew he couldn’t.

The vampire had been so lost in his own thoughts that he hadn’t even been paying attention to the fact that she’d mentioned women and men. ”Wait --- men? Please don’t poll men Buffy…or anyone for that matter”

[/color] he said awkwardly. Truth be told he didn’t hold any grudges against anyone being a certain sexuality. While it had never been his style to bat for the other team, there was essentially nothing wrong with it in his eyes. People can’t help who they love and he knew that, obviously. If they could perhaps a vampire slayer wouldn’t have fallen in love with a vampire.

Noting the pout on the slayer’s face, he wished he hadn’t mentioned his night out with Katheryn. Not because he didn’t want her to know but because apparently it made her upset. He hadn’t realized that it would make her sad that they’d gone without her, or else he wouldn’t have told her. As her bottom lip stuck out in the pout, he couldn’t help but lift up one of his fingers to touch it. ”I’m sorry --- If it makes you feel any better…Katheryn did a good job of keeping the women away from me.”[/color] He said, not wanting her to feel insecure that she hadn’t gone. Realizing what he’d said, his finger dropped from her face. ”Not that I wanted them coming on to me anyways like they were --- because I didn’t --- she just, got to them first”[/color] he finally managed to spit out in broken little fragments of speech. Clearly he had put his foot into his mouth as well.

Once she squeezed his hands back he couldn’t help but wonder if maybe that was supposed to brace him for something. Perhaps she was going to blow up on him or maybe just shout at him or call him names or whatever, but it still made him slightly nervous. The second she began and stated that she wouldn’t do just that, he felt a bit relieved. His big brown eyes seemed to bore into hers with an unmatched intensity. ”Well, I mean…I don’t know Buffy. I don’t want you to scream at me, but if you need to do that, do that. If you need to hit me, hit me. I know how it feels, I knew the second I learned of you and Spike…which, I’m not fully over yet either. Sometimes you just have to roll with the punches.”[/color] He stated softly, his fingers caressing her hands.

”For instance…right now, I want to kiss you, badly. So what am I going to do? I’m going to just roll with the punches”[/color] he said in a smart ass kind of way. With this, he leaned across her lap and placed a kiss on her lips. Maybe, just maybe, he could get out of this without any brain injuries this time. It was a long shot, but he’d be damned if he didn’t try. Plus part of his mind and part of something else…were still contemplating her modeling for him.[/blockquote][/color]- - - - - - - - - - -
Tag: Buffy Anne Summers
Word Count: 638
Outfit: Click here for Angel's outfit.
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[Buffy Anne Summers]

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She nodded, her face matching the longing in his voice. If either one of them would get a clue and realized how much they both still wanted one another they'd be in each other's arms now rather than wishing they could be. So they were both a bit dense about relationships sometimes...it happened to the best of them right? Again, clearly the blonde slayer’s subconscious was trying to get her to listen to it for once and do what it said, though she rarely listened. She was the type of person that needed for something to be beat into them before she’d listen half the time…but that was part of her charm…or so she liked to believe. “We always have.” She told him softly. “It was one of the reasons that Giles didn’t tear us apart in the beginning. He saw the way you and I felt about one another. He could see it on our faces, read it in our eyes and see it in the way that we held one another. We gave each other strength Angel…we always have.” She told him, her eyes showing nothing but complete sincerity and love.

She giggled softly when he commented on her polling men and women. "Okay, how about just AJ?" She asked him before realizing he had no idea who AJ was. "AJ is one of my besties from Hemry, well, he lived in LA when I went to Hemry. He's gay and trust me, he'd give me his honest opinion. He doesn't sugar coat a damn thing so if you want someone's honest and unbiased opinion, we can ask him." She told him with a laugh, having a vision of AJ telling Angel he was hot but needed a better sense of style. Yeah, maybe she shouldn't get AJ anywhere near Angel...god knows what would happen. The word could quite literally end.

And this time she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to stop it.

Placing a soft kiss to the finger that Angel placed on her lips she laughed. "God knows with Kathy what she said to anyone hitting on you." She told him, not being able to even imagine what that little one could have possibly said. From the time she had spent with the young brunette she knew that Kathy had some very strong opinions and when they were unleashed, everyone better look at. There were times when Buffy forgot that she was several centuries older than she was, but then there were times that it was clear exactly how old the smaller vampire was.

"I'm not going to hit you." She told him softly. "At least not right now. Give me a few weeks and then try to call me fat or something and we'll see." She stated, eluding to the fact that every woman on a few days of the month would probably beat up a guy who called her fat. Yeah, women had it rough sometimes. “And I know you’re not over the whole Spike thing, I don’t blame you for not being over it. Hell I don’t think I’m really over it and that sounded a lot worse in my head. I just mean that during that time I was in such a dark place Angel…that I didn’t know what was up and what was down. I used him…plain and simple as awful as that sounds. I wasn’t with him because of an all consuming need to sleep with him or because I had harbored secret feelings for him for years…that’s not what it was. He was there when I needed something to hold on to…when everyone around me was forcing me to be where they needed me to be and yet they weren’t there in the way I needed them to be…but he was. So I used that…and I’m not proud of it. But please understand that it was never about love or really even lust, it was about feeling something, anything, even if it was pain and humiliation and anger.” She told him, not realizing again that she was rambling.

Before she could answer his comment about kissing her, his lips were on hers. Sighing into him in almost relief she pressed hers back to his softly before pulling away, looking up at him, her eyes glittering in the sunlight. She ran her hand through his hair, smiling as the sun reflected off of the shiny spikes. "You're hair is actually lighter than I thought it was." She stated randomly, her smile showing that she was happy, for once in what seemed like forever. It was something she desperately needed.

Word Count:: 805
Tag:: Angel
Outfit:: Click for Buffy’s outfit
Note:: May I just say that I friggin love these too more than any other ship? They are definitely my complete and utter OTP! <3

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It seemed that things really seemed to be looking up for them right now. This visitation had definitely gone better than their last, which had ended strangely enough with her force feeding him her blood. Today however was different then their last visit. Today, was oddly enough quite civil. It seemed that they had spent enough time apart from each other to be able to cool down a little bit. Although he had been cooled down for awhile, as Angelus’ and Buffy’s betrayal had been over two months ago, she had gotten upset at hearing about Cordelia. This mishap had only been a couple of days ago and even so, she seemed to be doing much better. Perhaps she realized that by being so angry over it she was being slightly hypocritical, which she very much was. He didn’t mind though as he knew that love never went by the rules. Plus, Cordelia was definitely a soft spot and an overall fear of hers and had been for awhile. For this reason he decided to give her a pass on being a giant hypocrite, though this time only.

Angel nodded agreeably; It seemed he couldn’t stop nodding to her today for this reason. Perhaps because he agreed with everything she’d been saying for the most part, which didn’t happen often. ”I know. I just remember him making clucking noises and cleaning his glasses, but he never really said much about it.”

As he remembered the frustrated old watcher clucking back in Sunnydale High School’s library he couldn’t help but chuckle. Despite the fact that things hadn’t been exactly simple back then, they had at least been simpler to an extent. Buffy and him had only just met back then and didn’t yet have any burned bridges between them. Now they had so many that it looked like a wicker chair, small threads weaved in and out of everywhere so many times it would fry one’s brain to try and decipher it.

Hearing her giggle so purely happy made a small smile tug at his cheeks, though not hard enough to fully smile. Angel literally rarely smiled a full smile. Not because he wasn’t happy, but just because he was a broody man by nature. When she named a man he didn’t know, he simply arched an eyebrow signaling for her to explain. When had she met all of these men? It seemed more had changed lately than he had originally thought. At the mention of him being gay he couldn’t help but feel a bit relieved. ”He sounds nice, but no thanks…”

[/color] he said trailing off awkwardly. Gay or not any man judging his looks sounded awkward and uncomfortable, not to mention extremely weird. Maybe he was old fashioned but that didn’t seem fun whatsoever.

Shaking his head as he remembered their night out, he looked back up to the slayer with a smirk on his face. ”Something along the lines of me being married with about four other children at home, and that we were having daddy daughter time.”[/color] With a chuckle, he shook his head again at disbelief of his baby sister. Even though she sometimes tended to be a pain in the ass she did usually crack him up quite a bit. Katheryn could bring him out of the darkest of moods, just as Buffy could, though both in different ways.

Sighing as she said she shouldn’t hit him, it was a mixture of disappointment and relief. Disappointment because he knew it’d help her to get some of the anger out and relief because obviously, he didn’t want his skull wacked open again. ”I don’t think I’d want to push my luck that far, not even in a couple of weeks”[/color] he said with a small chuckle. He realized what she meant, though chose not to comment on it. Duly noted at least. Hearing her explain her relationship with Spike wasn’t something he wanted to hear. Despite the fact that it was meant to make him feel better, it clearly didn’t. All he did was simply nod his head twice to let her know that he’d heard her, and that was his way of acknowledging what he’d said. After she was finished his eyes simply went to his hands on top of hers. That hadn’t made him feel any better despite her thinking that it would. To know she’d been with him physically killed him inside.

Thankfully enough the tension was broken between them as they kissed. It felt nice to feel her lips again, despite thoughts of Spike still floating around in his mind. When she pulled away and let her fingers run through his hair, he allowed himself to relax for the moment. ”So is yours”[/color] he told her, looking into her eyes lovingly. It was nice to be out in the sunlight with her for the first time, essentially, not counting their forgotten day.[/blockquote][/color]- - - - - - - - - - -
Tag: Buffy Anne Summers
Word Count: 820
Outfit: Click here for Angel's outfit.
Notes: Don't ask me how this is so long lol.[/center]

[Buffy Anne Summers]

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The blonde slayer laughed at his comment about Giles clucking and cleaning his glasses. She couldn't help but be pulled back to a couple years prior when Anya and Xander announced their engagement. It was clear (to everyone but the two of them) that no one really knew what to say and no one was exactly jumping for joy over the news. Xander and Anya didn't care though (nor should they have to be completely honest) instead celebrated with one another in the only way they could in public...massive amounts of PDA. She could still remember her complete outrage at Giles as she asked him if he knew about this and his response to it.

Giggling she told Angel. "You know why he does that right?" But didn't give him a chance to answer before going on and telling him (it was just simpler that way). "He does that so he can't see what we're doing. Like whenever you would come in and kiss me hello or goodbye, so he'd take his glasses off and clean them? That's so he couldn't see us kissing as it makes him uncomfortable. And now I'm not lying or making things up before you ask." She told him almost indignantly, even though Angel hadn't accused her of anything. "When Xander and Anya got engaged they were kissing a bit too enthusiastically and he took off his glasses to clean them. He made a comment right before hand about blocking the visual of Anya using his tongue and I asked him if that's why he cleaned his glasses all the time, so that he couldn't see us...and he told me to tell no one." She told him in one breath, giggling again, though it did sound a bit breathless, though that was usual for someone who talked as much as Buffy tended to.

Seeing Angel frown at the mention of AJ she punched his arm gently, not putting any of her strength into it. "I've known AJ longer than I've known you. Which is ironic since his first name is Angel too...he just goes by AJ because it makes him sound cooler or something according to him, I really have no idea. And as much as I hate to break this to you, as soon as you meet him, he's going to give me and you his opinion whether I ask for it or not...that's just AJ's way. Put it this way, I saw him a few months ago for the first time since leaving Los Angeles to go to Sunnydale and the first thing he said to me after hugging me hello was 'Dang girl, you're boobs have gotten a tiny bit bigger...thank god.'" She told him with a laugh before realizing exactly what she said and who she said it to and blushed down to her roots. "Um...never mind." She told him, looking away, clearly embarrassed.

She had no idea if anyone knew how difficult it was for her and Angel…she doubted it. Did they ever think about the fact that they had known each other longer than any of the other so called couples within her group and yet they were the only ones that still had a reason to feel awkward around one another? Anya and Xander back in Sunnydale clearly didn’t have any need to feel awkward or unsure. They knew that they loved and were loved by one another, they had experienced a lot together (sexually and non-sexually) and could feel that comfort that one who only knows someone biblically can have. The same could be said for Oz and Willow, and Oz and Tara. Yet she and Angel didn’t have that. Anytime she made a sexual comment (even if she didn’t mean to) she felt awkward because they didn’t have that comfort…they couldn’t without him losing his soul and that was something that above all she wished they had.

Quirking an eyebrow at Angel's comment about Kathy's way of getting women to stay away she tilted her head back and laughed a bit, stomach tightening as she laughed. "I bet that was effective." She told him, wiping a tear from her eye as she finished laughing. "You're sister cracks me up. She's so sweet and innocent and yet she just shoots out these zingers that make me have to take a look at her to make sure it was really her who said it." She told him, shaking her head at the thought of that cute little eleven year old telling some woman that Angel was married with four kids at home. She needed to remember to tell Kathy thank you later, not that she would tell Angel that but... What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

Patting his arm in mock sadness she grinned. "Good man, good man." She told him, laughing. "You probably shouldn't anger any woman on those few days...I'm just saying." She stated with a shrug, before winking at him. "Just be glad your sister doesn't have to deal with it. It's not fun to have to run out to get tampons for a moody thirteen year old...trust me I know." She stated, thinking about how many times Dawn was in a mood because of her female issues. "Xander and Giles had to do it more than once and let me tell you it was the funniest thing I've ever seen in my life." She told him, remembering the time that Xander had to go get tampons for Dawn and came back with one of almost every type the store had as Dawn hadn't been specific. Ahhh, good times good times.

Nodding her head at his statement about her hair she shrugged. "I still look washed out in direct sunlight. Blonde hair, pale skin, it's not exactly attractive." She laughed self-deprecatingly. "What was it that Lorelai on Gilmore Girls said? Oh yeah, luckily for me it all blends in together, it's like a haze of beige. If I had brown hair then it would point out all my imperfections and Angel stop letting me ramble!" She told him as she realized once again that she couldn't stop talking. What happened to the days where they could just sit for hours in silence and know what the other one was thinking?

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Tag:: Angel
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Note:: <3

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Before he could answer her question about Giles it was apparent that it'd been a rhetorical question. Sometimes she chose not to differentiate between a real question and a rhetorical question. Thankfully enough for her she didn't wait long enough to give the other person a chance to answer, making it rhetorical in the end no matter what. Taking a moment to think about this revelation, he realized that it should have been something he noticed long ago. Now that he really thought back on it he realized that the man literally had done it every time any of them kissed, or did anything of those sorts. Even when he'd just walked into the library at Sunnydale High the man had begun cleaning his glasses, knowing what he was about to see. It was actually quite comical. "That explains a lot"

he said with a hearty laugh.

Honestly he'd expected her to punch in the arm. What he hadn't expected was how light she would be doing it. In fact with how the other night had gone, he'd figured that she would have broken his arm punching him. However she barely hit him, as a teenage girl would punch her boyfriend. He didn't mind in the least, it was a sign that things were getting better between the two of them. "His name is Angel?"

[/color] he asked, brows furrowed in a look of strong annoyance. "Can't anyone be original?"[/color] He asked, despite the fact that this vampire was older than him it still annoyed him. Plus sometimes he tended to act slightly like a twelve year old. This had been apparent back in Sunnydale too, about Spike having a soul. Certain things just bugged him.

Although he knew this man was apparently gay he still felt slightly irritated that he'd been talking about Buffy's boobs. Those were his boobs dammit! Even if he couldn't technically have them without losing his soul and going all wacky, they were still his. Watching the girl blush, he couldn't help but smirk. Deciding that he didn't want to embarass her further and tell her that they had indeed gotten a bit bigger, he simply dropped the topic. Despite things being better between them he didn't think that they were good enough to comment on her boobs, even if they were his anyways.

"Oh, trust me, it was. I never saw those women again. I think she frightened them"[/color] he said in a completely serious voice completed with a serious face, only making it seem a bit funnier. Despite being funny it was also the honest to god truth. Katheryn had been very obvious and blunt about not wanting him with anyone other than Buffy. Luckily for her he didn't want anyone but Buffy, so he let her go on with her shenanigans all the time acting as if he hardly noticed. Plus, to be honest, he had done the same thing to her and scared away all of the boys who spoke to her. Was it not the same difference? Well in his opinion it really wasn't, but still.

Angel nodded agreeably, smiling at the thought of his little darling. "She's quite the character. She's always been like that too, even as a human. We always had fun together"[/color] he told her, voice softening at the end as he thought about past times with his baby sister. Running through the fields as he chased her, being that he was usually intoxicated and she was very fast. Once he caught up with her he'd tackle her gently and begin tickling her until she gave up. That was, after all, how he'd always won; through tickling. Even though things were different now for obvious reasons he felt like they were getting back to that level of happiness.

"You always made sure to stay away from me on those days"[/color] he told her, remembering how he wouldn't see her for a few days on end because of that time. He'd always assumed it was because she'd feel weird, being that he could smell the blood. It wouldn't have bothered him though he knew it would have made her uncomfortable. Nonetheless, she'd always be glad to see him after having spent a few days apart. "Trust me, I'm very thankful...I honestly don't think I'd be able to buy those"[/color] he said, shuddering for extra added effect.

Shaking his head as she doubted herself, he simply grinned while she rambled on. Quite frankly he adored her rambling. Plus being that he was a quiet man by nature, it gave him an excuse to be extra quiet. Not necessarily a bad thing in his book. "Well, if it makes you feel any better...I think you're still as beautiful as when I seen you for the first time."[/color] Alright so it was completely cheesy, but who cares. It happened on occasion.[/blockquote][/color]- - - - - - - - - - -
Tag: Buffy Anne Summers
Word Count: 882
Outfit: Click here for Angel's outfit.
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[Buffy Anne Summers]

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She could almost see where his thoughts were going as she had had the same ones when she had first learned about what Giles did to make it to where he didn't have to see those that he thought of as his children doing things that he didn't want to see. She had thought immediately that she should have guessed as much years before but had never even thought about it...so she assumed that's where Angel's thoughts were going as well. When she had first found out she had immediately thought about all the times that Giles had taken his glasses off while seeming like he was annoyed. “I thought so too. I mean I know sometimes he rubs his eyes because he’s tired and what not but really…every thirty seconds when there is kissing going on? Yeah should have clued in on that a lonnggg time ago.” She told him with a laugh.

Rolling her eyes at her ex boyfriend who apparently had taken to digressing in age as she could have sworn she was talking to a child instead of an adult at that moment. "Yes, his name is Angel Justin and he's about 400 friggin years old...besides if I'm not mistaken Angel isn't your real name you goober." She told him with a laugh. "You were born Liam...then I'm not sure how you...or he came up with Angelus...but then when you got your soul back you shortened it to Angel...so you have no room to talk about originality buddy." She told him, knocking his shoulder with hers playfully, hoping the mention of Angelus didn't bring his mood down. She had always tried to differentiate between the two because she knew the difference and didn't want to start looping them in together now, especially after what had happened a few months before.

She laughed at his serious face. "I don't doubt it...that little girl can be scary. Even if her little vampire face is adorable. She growled at me the other day and while normally that would set my slayer senses on fire even if it was you... I just wanted to snuggle her. Now granted I didn't tell her that...but you get my drift." She told him, sending him a wink. Hearing about his and Kathy's childhood she smiled, thinking about the type of man who would play with his little sister instead of being out at a bar...or pub as they called them back then she thought. She hadn't exactly excelled in history so that might have been something she watched on television...she could never be sure.

"It was embarrassing...knowing that you could...smell the blood. It's uncomfortable for a girl to be... you know at that time. Let alone to know that her boyfriend can tell? Probably before she can? Yeah not happening. Even now I'll probably stay away from you on those days...unless some big catastrophe happens and we have to work together...otherwise I'm steering clear." She told him with a shrug, not as embarrassed about it as her sixteen year old self had been...but still a tiny bit embarrassed.

Sighing and resting her head on his shoulder, her eyes drooping slightly in contentment she blushed when he told her she was beautiful. "I feel like I look old...like everything I've been through has made me age worse I guess. I don't know, Willow thinks I'm insane as I asked her if I needed botox the other day...but there ya go." She stated, laughing a bit to herself before moving her head to look in the eyes of her former lover, her hand grazing his cheek. "And here you are, just as handsome as ever." She told him, a sad smile on her usually bright face.

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Tag:: Angel
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Note:: Sorry it’s shorter…I’m in a mood today. Lol

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The two of them hadn’t laughed this much in a very long time. While he enjoyed it, it didn’t happen often for them. It seemed that every time they found themselves happy for a moment it soon after came to an end, a calm before the storm kind of situation. Desperately he hoped this wouldn’t be the case this time. For once he just wanted them to be happy. Hearing his lover laugh once more, he simply smiled at her, happy to see her like this. ”Maybe”

he said thoughtfully, before continuing. ”But he’s so good at playing it off”

[/color] he then added. It was true too; Giles had never once alluded to the fact of why he so often cleaned his glasses. Not once had Angel really suspected anything out of the ordinary, until now of course.

If she didn’t stop rolling her eyes at him all the time they were going to get stuck like that one day. He remembered how annoyed Giles used to get when she rolled her eyes at him. Although she might not notice it, she did it quite frequently. He didn’t mind though and barely even noticed it, and probably wouldn’t have if he hadn’t already been thinking about Giles. ”Four hundred? Hmmf”[/color] he snorted childishly, seemingly not caring if he was older than Angel or not. Regardless of age, he was the only true Angel in his mind and he liked it that way. Although she hadn’t asked he figured she probably wanted to know how he’d come around to Angel and or Angelus. While she might not like his answer, today was all about being open and that was just what he intended to be.

”Angelus came from…well, Darla, among many people. Before I was known too well, people began to call me The Demon with The Angelic Face. From there…Darla came up with Angelus and people grabbed onto that.”[/color] After the whole showdown about Cordelia the other night he hated that he’d brought up another love interest of his. Not only love interest, but mother of his child at that. He knew he better quickly move on from all comments concerning her and fast before the slayer had a breakdown again. ”But once I got my soul back…I --- I wanted something to separate my new life from my old…and so, then came Angel.”[/color] With this, he was finished for now with the story telling. She now knew where his name came from, despite his explanation being vague as hell, it was the whole honest truth.

The mention of Angelus hadn’t really seemed to phase him and as she knocked him in the shoulder, he only grinned like a goober. Though he absolutely hated the word goober. ”She’s very…snuggable”[/color] he said, though a bit awkwardly, and nodded. The word just seemed so foreign coming from his lips that he couldn’t help it. His eyes went to the ground as she brought back up those “couple of days”. While it didn’t bug him, he didn’t want to stare her down and embarrass her more. ”You don’t have to feel embarrassed with me, Buffy…I love you every day of the month”[/color] he told her softly, looking back up slowly to look at her.

Angel shook his head furiously as she spoke about botox. ”You’re crazy; you haven’t aged a bit”[/color] though in all honesty, she had. It was impossible not to as she was human after all. He wouldn’t tell her this as to him, she was still as beautiful as ever anyways, but It was true. Feeling her soft hand touch his cheek again he pushed further into her touch. ”Hey…I’m still older than you, physically. I have no room to talk”[/color] he said, then touching her face to try and brighten her smile. Sad brown eyes looked into hers, hoping it’d force her to smile at seeing them. He hated seeing her look so down like she did right now.[/blockquote][/color]- - - - - - - - - - -
Tag: Buffy Anne Summers
Word Count: 660
Outfit: Click here for Angel's outfit.
Notes: It's okay. Me likey shorter posts sometimes.[/center]