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Post by Alexander Lavelle Harris on Nov 11, 2012 17:44:14 GMT -6
------------------------- -------------------------There had been a lot on Xander's mind ever since Buffy died and came back. He had actually though he lost her forever but she came back into their lives that very night, although that was important there was something on his mind that he thought was very well important as well. When he saw Buffy's body laying there breathless he realized something. something he thought he would never want to do. He actually wanted to have a civil conversation with Angel...which was weird. There was so much going through his mind. Yes, Xander had hated Angel the moment he met him and he still did throughout the years, but just seeing Buffy dead even if it was for a short amount of time he to finally sort of make amends with him. He needed to talk it out with him. Who knew Xander would actually be the mature one and want to do this.
Xander was at the boarding house and it was mid afternoon. He took out his cellphone and went down his contacts list and paused at the name he wanted, he stared at it for a while and decided to hit call. The person didn't pick up thank god. Xander had reached the voice mail. "I didn't want to send this over text...just I-Angel can we...talk? A lot has been on my mind and I really think we should um...meet up," he said nervously. He hung up after feeling regret right after. What was he trying to do here? Would this accomplish anything? He knew it would make Buffy happy if she found out Xander at least tried talking to Angel. He was just tired of feeling hate and tired of being the only guy that hates him, he knew he couldn't ask Buffy to pick her best friend over her lover, soulmate, whatever they were now. The only thing that sucked more was that he was left in the dark about Angel being here, no one ever filled him on that and he wanted to find out.
Xander got a text back and of course Angel was being the cranky boy he was, Xander just rolled his eyes and sent another text back being totally serious. With that another text was shot. He wanted to meet at the park, Xander didn't get why but at least they would be alone with no one interrupting. Xander didn't bother sending another reply, there was no point. He got ready and ate an early dinner because he knew when the time came he would feel nervous and just sick. He wasn't good at these type of situations, he always became defensive and although he tried to see other sides he just thought his side was right. He didn't want to be yelling at Angel, well he did but he didn't want his head to be ripped off. He looked at the time and it was evening. So, he had 2 hours to kill, that was good right? The nerves started to kick in about an hour later. It was time to go to the park.
It was only 7:30 but Xander just wanted to get there early so he could rehearse what he was going to say to the vampire. God, it sounded like he was trying to ask some girl out. He didn't want to be mature, he just wanted to go back to ignoring Angel and let the tension be there, but it wouldn't be right. It was 7:50 when Xander arrived at the park, he decided to go on the swing and swing back and forth a little. He hadn't been on one of these since basically high school, god Xander no time to think about swinging! He had to rehearse! He just wanted to get this done and over with, it would be majorly awkward especially since he was alone with Angel...just weird all around.
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Tag: Angel!
Notes: I have no idea why I am so excited for this thread. ------------------------- |
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Post by angel on Nov 12, 2012 13:00:55 GMT -6
Confusion.
It was the only word that he could think to describe himself with. Buffy had died the other night...he'd held her body in his hands. He'd looked down into her lifeless eyes and he'd shed tears over her. His heart had been split in half and it'd fallen down into his stomach. It had been the most wrenching experience he'd ever felt. Even worse than the first two times she'd died. He'd felt like a failure...he'd felt like he should have been able to do something. It'd killed him to look down into those eyes and not see them light up at him. Every she was had been taken from her...and only a body remained. The body had still been warm to his touch. Or he'd just been too cold that it'd seemed warm to him. Either way...it'd broken him, and he'd felt as if all hope had been lost. There were so many things he wanted to do, to say, and had never gotten the chance....
Only moments later her eyes had fluttered back open. At first he hadn't been able to believe that she was awake. That she was back...that she'd come back to him. And yet she had. Her eyes fluttered open and he heard her heart beat slowly rise again, her chest doing the same. It'd seemed too good to be true..and it'd been a full couple of minutes before he'd realized that he wasn't dreaming. How it'd happened wasn't clear, though the Oracles had something to do with it he knew. How and why didn't matter much to him in that moment...all that mattered was that she'd come back. She'd come back to him, to all of them. Everything else around them had blurred and all he could see was her. She'd wiped away his tears and he'd held her tighter than ever before. After this he hadn't wanted to let her out of his sight...
That was until he received a voicemail message from none other than Xander Harris. It took him by surprise that the boy wanted to meet with him, but he knew that they were all under a lot of stress. Begrudingly so he'd left Buffy to go meet Xander at the park. He'd chosen it because it would make it able for him to patrol as well as meet him. He was hunting more than patrolling, he was hunting her. Glory. And he couldn't wait for the day that he finally found her. Despite the fact that she was a Hell God...anger and despair could be very fueling emotions, and he planned to execute them perfectly.
The crinkling of leaves alerted him to the fact that he was no longer alone as he strolled through the park. However he made no attempt to act as if he'd noticed, but instead continued walking on. The crinkling came closer and closer...until something seemed to leap out of the trees. A horned demon came spiraling out to him and he just barely sidestepped out of it's way. It was surely one of the many demons that had escaped the portal that night. They'd killed a lot of them, but they hadn't had enough man power to take all of them down. One of his legs shot out and kicked the demon from behind. One hand grabbed it by the neck, and the other shot into the demon's chest. He pulled his hand back out with a massive amount of force and with it came the demon's heart. As it fell to the ground, Angel picked it up and tossed it further into the woods where it wouldn't be found.
Wiping his hands off in the grass he pressed on, smelling Xander before he actually seen him. Angel could smell a human from quite a far distance away considering his age. The boy's heartbeat was quick as if he was nervous and Angel came up behind him, seemingly just appearing out of nowhere. "You wanted to meet." It was more of a statement than a question, and he realized that he'd startled Xander. Angel simply stood there, bracing himself for whatever it was he had to say. This should be interesting...
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Post by Alexander Lavelle Harris on Nov 13, 2012 20:42:38 GMT -6
--------------------------------------------------Xander wasn't entirely sure what to say to Angel. He was trying to process it all through his mind but right now he was just coming up blank. He didn't want to confront the old vampire at all but he was tired of the awkward situations and for Buffy's sake Xander needed to. Plus he kind of needed a buddy right now although he now had Dean and he was a cool guy actually. But Angel was the mysterious cool bad boy and that's who he needed to hang out with. He would of course hang out with Dean, he could see himself being really good friends with Dean actually, he just wanted to befriend Angel. He wondered if Angel would be okay with that though. Maybe he would and maybe he wouldn't, Xander would find out tonight either way. If Angel actually showed up.
Xander swung some more, feeling like a little kid. It kind of felt good but he was still worrying. Once Angel came then there was no going back. But Xander could run right now and pretend that he never sent Angel a message and if Angel asked he would say that Willow took his phone and texted him. Wait, that made no apparent sense! It was Xander's voice! But he could say Willow did some sort of spell to change his voice. Okay, well all those ideas were stupid and there was no going back so Xander had to just man up and face Angel. Xander kicked the grass with his feet trying to distract himself but it was no good. He knew Angel would most likely be here any minute. Okay, Xander brace yourself.
Xander jumped when he heard Angel's voice. "Jeez you scared me!" He turned his head to look at Angel. "I almost forgot that you liked doing your popping in out of nowhere and disappearing act." That was Angel's thing, he just randomly came out of nowhere, it was like his signature move. Xander stood up, feeling way too awkward. He spaced himself from Angel, he was too nervous to sit now. It felt really weird to talk to him face to face with no motive of fighting any demon or saving Buffy. It was silent for what seemed like forever and Xander knew he had to speak at some point although his tongue was tied right now. He didn't really know how this conversation would go, maybe Angel was more talkative now or the same one word guy but Xander was hoping that it could be equal talking at least.
Xander went to open his mouth but then closed it to think again. He just had to speak from the heart right? "Well, as you know I need to talk to you," Xander said nervously. Why was this so hard for him? "When Buffy died obviously everyone there was upset and before she came back alive I realized that for her sake I should talk to you. Which may be weird but for some reason I feel like I need to get it out there." Xander kind of rambled but it didn't matter, he'd get to the point soon. "You know me and you basically stopped talking after you left Sunnydale until you came back to help Buffy but I had major sickness so I was pretty out of it." Where was he going with this exactly? Maybe Xander was a little hurt that Angel never talked to him at all, he kind of felt left out since Angel talked to Buffy and Willow, maybe the vampire could see that.
Xander had to get to the point now. he sighed and looked up at the sky to calm himself down. "First thing I wanted to say was that...I never hated you." Yes, Xander Harris did not hate Angel at all which is very surprising and maybe would surprise Angel, he didn't know. "Okay, yes I did claim I hated you but truth is I was just jealous. We both know that I had the biggest crush on Buffy and then you come out of nowhere with your mysteriousness, good looks, and abs then BAM you instantly have her," he gulped down a little bit. At least he was telling the truth. "So, yes jealousy occurred. I didn't hate you but I hated the fact that you had someone that I couldn't have." Xander had been jealous of Angel for such an amount of time it was unbelievable, he should have never been jealous in the first place though.
"That kinda clears one thing up. I got over Buffy though so the jealousy was gone. Then...you became Angelus because of the whole you being happy. I still didn't hate you though I hated the demon in you that killed Ms. Calendar and hurt my best friend." It wasn't Angel's fault for losing his soul, he didn't know it would happen and it was Angelus's fault for doing those things but still Xander just hated the things Angelus did. "After that you died and so on. The only problem I had was that you would somehow become happy again because I know that doing the naughty isn't the only way of you becoming happy. Well, I think? I didn't want Buffy to be around you because of this." God, it was like confession time and for some reason it felt like a weight was lifted off of Xander's shoulder. "Then you left. No call, emails, nada." Xander was trying to hint at Angel not even caring to communicate with Xander at all but then again he probably thought Xander hated him. "But here we are now and what is there to hate...nothing." Jeez, Xander just basically spilled out years of confession, not even Willow knows this. He just played the part of hating on Angel but all he really was doing was making sure that the trigger of his soul wouldn't go off. Angel actually wasn't so bad.
Word count: 993
Tag: Angel!
Notes: Didn't mean for it to be this long! Xander just had a lot to spill. Now he can take a little breather  ------------------------- |
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Post by angel on Nov 17, 2012 16:48:24 GMT -6
The entire meeting with Xander was going to be awkward and he knew it. However after everything that had happened lately it seemed only fair to listen to whatever the boy had to say. Perhaps it'd be enlightening. He doubted it, but it was possible. For all he knew the eye patch could have come with wisdom. Alright so he made the mental note not to comment on the eye patch as that would be rude, and it was rude to even think about it in a joking matter. Sometimes these thoughts just couldn't be helped. In fact most of Angel's thoughts and words stayed right inside of his head and never made it to the surface. For the most part things that he did speak were carefully planned and thought out before they actually went through his lips. He was a man of few words, whereas Xander was a word of many jumbled ones. This would definitely be worth making the trip out to the park.
The young Watcher jumped out of his seat as Angel appeared behind him. Maybe he should have announced himself properly. Nonetheless he couldn't help but find a tiny amount of amusement in the fact that he'd scared him. Angel wasn't sadistic but he did enjoy a laugh every now and then, especially at someone like Xander Harris. Regardless though he didn't laugh or smile, simply stared at him. "Yeah, I guess I need to work on that" he stated simply, still making no sign of emotion on his features. He was as still as a statue as he stood looking at the boy. Angel had been told plenty of times that he needed to start making noise or announcing himself, rather than simply appearing. However after decades of being hidden in the shadows, he was simply used to being stealthy.
And then the both of them simply stood in silence, neither of them wanting to be the one to strike up a conversation. Angel wasn't the kind of guy to do so and plus, he'd been invited here, not the other way around. Surely Xander had something to say to him or he wouldn't have asked Angel to meet him. As Xander unnecessarily announced that he needed to speak with Angel, the vampire simply tilted his head towards the boy as if urging him to continue.
The subject of Buffy's latest death being brought back caused his eyes to fall to the floor. Though he'd never told anyone but her, he felt as if it was partly his fault. He'd known that Glory was on the loose...they all had. And yet the situation had been taken far too lightly. More extensive security measures should have been taken other than telling people to "watch out" for her. They should have had constant protection surrounding the home, they should have made it impossible for the hell god to even enter the home let alone kidnap the slayer. Angel should have been there, he should have slept by her side...just in case. And yet they hadn't done any of those things. They'd let her slip right underneath their radar and because of it, Buffy had been killed.
Again Angel urged him to continue, not having much to say on the subject. Xander's comment had been more so a reiteration of everything they both already knew, and the fact that Xander needed to speak with him. Wasn't that already obvious? Already he found himself growing slightly impatient. However he was immortal and he had all the time in the world. And if anything, he owed it to Buffy to at least hear Xander out. So he continued to listen, his eyes forcing themselves to look back up to the boy. Shifting his weight to the other foot, he leaned back against one of the supporting poles of the swing set. If he was going to listen to this rambling he needed to at least be comfortable while doing so.
With a nod, Angel couldn't disagree that they had stopped talking. However, that wasn't necessarily one hundred percent true either..."We never talked, Xander. If I remember correctly...you disliked me from the get-go, even before meeting me, and were quite verbal about it." With this he bored his eyes into the boy, hoping that he wouldn't dispute this. After all Buffy had told him before about Xander's very strong dislike and even hate of the vampire. It'd been brought on initially by the boy's teenage jealousy, but had come to grow into something much more mature than even that.
Dark eyebrows raised as Xander said that he'd never hated him, though he wasn't too sure if he believed that or not. "You annoyed me Xander, but I never hated you either" he said, slightly giving in to what the boy wanted to hear. While it was slightly out of character for him he didn't want the man to think he was being ignored. If Xander was strong enough to come out and say all this, Angel at least owed it to him to respond. And it was true. Angel hadn't ever hated him or Giles, he'd simply given in to their dislike and hadn't wanted to fight against it. Was that so terrible?
Finally, he conceded to the fact that he'd verbally admitted to hating the vampire. At the mention of his abs he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again, this time a small smirk shadowing his features. "More like puppy love..but continue" Angel stated, denying that it'd just been a crush. From what he could remember Xander had been completely head over heels for the girl. In all honesty he couldn't blame him, she was perfect in nearly every aspect. However this wasn't news to him. He'd known this since the first time he laid eyes on her at Hemery High. Again, Angel simply nodded, urging him to go on further. What was he supposed to say to that? He couldn't think of anything, especially considering he wasn't too talkative to begin with.
At the mention of Miss Calendar...his eyes fell to the floor. The woman was now back in their lives as well, but Angel had avoided her at all costs. "Which is understandable...I hate that part of myself as well." And it was true, Angel hated the demon in him more than anyone could ever imagine. No one hated Angelus more than himself, as no one had suffered more at the hands of him.
"It's not...the only way. I don't know if you're aware, but...I lost my soul a few months back. It wasn't because of Buffy..or sex with Buffy...I was simply lying in bed with her and Katheryn, and I felt complete. I felt whole. So no, it is not contingent on being 'naughty', and you were right to have that fear." Well, if that wasn't a bomb Angel didn't know what was. He knew that Xander didn't know about him having a soul, but he did now. Xander was willing to lie everything out on the table and if this were to be successful he had to as well.
Angel's eyes looked down for a moment, trying to understand where the man was coming from. "I don't e-mail. And to be fair, I rarely even communicated with Buffy. And when I did...it didn't go so well usually." With this, he looked back up to the boy's brown eyes. "I'm not the kind of guy that has friends. I have people around me that I care about, but even those are sparse. I don't go out with the guys and have a couple of beers. I'm just not that kind of guy...and with the thought that you despised me in mind, I kept my distance." That was the most words he'd spoken together in a long time. "For Buffy's sake, let the past be the past." And with this, he offered a truce. After all, they owed it to her to at least be civil with each other.
::Tag:: Alexander 'Xander' Harris
::Word count:: 1,387
::Notes:: Sorry this took me a couple of days, and that it's so long. Don't feel like you have to match it!
::Outfit:: Click here for Angel's outfit
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Post by Alexander Lavelle Harris on Nov 18, 2012 19:02:43 GMT -6
--------------------------------------------------"You really do...dead boy," he gave Angel a genuine smile. He had been calling Angel that ever since high school and it just stuck, it was a creative name and no one was allowed to steal it because it was his nickname towards him so he had to deal with it. Although he only used it when Angel wasn't around but this time he would use it more often since Angel somehow found out about it, he wasn't sure who told him but he was guessing Buffy did which was perfectly fine because now Xander could be able to tease Angel about being did which was always fun. If they actually made up then there would be a lot of that and he would have to live with it.
Xander didn't like silence at all, it sucked being silent and that's why he always talked so no one would get bored but for the first time he had no idea where to start. All he knew is that he wanted to say what was on his mind but he didn't want to confess either. He hated being so mature, being mature was annoying, in a way he missed high school even if it was hell. He kind of wished that they had a normal life except if they did then there would be no Angel but maybe Angel could have been some college guy that Buffy met and then they could have lived happily ever after. He sometimes wonder how their lives would have turned out without the supernatural. There was so much to ponder but he didn't think too long about it because it kind of him made him like the supernatural world more, it was more exciting.
Xander started fidgeting with his fingers. Could he say awkward? "Yeah...I know which is why I'll explain," Xander looked away from his brown eyes. Xander wouldn't argue with that, it was clear to everyone about how much Xander hated Angel or fake hated him. Yes, he was extremely verbal about it and that's what he wanted. He had to be the bad guy in this in fact he seemed the most logical. Everyone was so worried about making sure Angel was never hurt which is perfectly fine but then his soul was lost which was just horrible of course. Then no one wanted to kill Angelus because they wanted normal Angel back and in all honestly if Angel died then a lot of worse things would have happened.
Xander couldn't help but smile at that. "Yes, puppy love. It was bad but oh well I don't regret anything in life! At least things worked out for the two of you." The only thing Xander regretted was leaving Anya at the alter, yes, he wasn't ready for it but he loved her and he still wanted her right after. Maybe the whole engage thing was a mistake. Maybe Xander could talk to Angel about those things, he could vent to him since he wasn't a talkative guy anyway! It was perfect! But that would have to be another time for now he had to discuss more important matters. As Xander talked more the more comfortable he got with Angel actually which was good.
Xander looked Angel. "You know it's not your fault right?" Actually confessing that it wasn't his fault even though he blamed Angel for it for years. "It took years for me to understand it but none of it was your fault. Losing the soul and killing. I just wish your soul was permanent I mean you've done awful things in your life everyone has but you still deserve happiness," he said with a light smile. Xander was being extremely nice right now which surprised him, this was the most he confessed actually. He had never been truly honest unless it came to a big fight but usually he just shrugged it off.
Xander started to get angry but it simmered down into sadness. Why wasn't he surprised? As if people would tell him anything. "Nope, I'm never told anything. I'm always the last to know. As usual my best friends never share with me. Gotta love being the weakling," he said it to himself even though it was out loud. He was used to not knowing things, it always happened and he had hoped his friends learned to tell him but for some reason they never did. Maybe they just thought he couldn't handle whatever it was maybe he was just that human with no power. He was nothing possibly. Maybe he got in the way of things. They probably didn't need him so maybe he should just live a normal life without the scooby gang or something, this was probably crazy talk. "This is what I mean though you don't deserve to live in sorrow or whatever because of those voodoo people I forget their names," he laughed trying to rub off his sadness.
God, Xander and Angel were actually having a real talk, an extremely good talk actually. This was surprised Xander but he liked it. "That makes total sense. You were used to being alone all those years and now you have all these people coming into your life wanting to be close to you." Xander was actually understanding Angel...that's a first. Xander stepped forward still eyeing Angel. "You don't have to be that guy. You have an awesome girlfriend and you have a sister that I did not know about that loves you to death. Plus Willow! And now you have me. I'd actually really like to be a good friend to you Angel if you let me. I know you're not the type to talk a lot or hangout but I'll drag you out if I have to!" Xander wasn't joking he would so hangout with Angel even if Angel wasn't in the mood. It was the beginning of a new friendship which excited Xander.
With that a truce was called. Xander was extremely happy, it just sucked that it took Buffy's death for him to talk to Angel. He was glad to make the first move though, he felt mature. "Yes, for Buffy's sake and our sake." Xander finally made up with Angel maybe it would have happened earlier if Angel hadn't gone to L.A. but oh well better late than never. "Put em there," Xander lifted up his hand for a high five he wasn't sure if Angel would give the high five but Xander quickly removed it. "You know what I may die for this but come here buddy!" Xander hugged Angel with a smile, you know the manly hug. After a few seconds he let go. "I would so make a toast if we had drinks but I'm glad we could put this behind us Angel," he said with a goofy smile. Finally a new start.
Word count: 1146
Tag: Angel!
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Post by angel on Nov 23, 2012 18:56:12 GMT -6
If someone had told him that he would have been having a heart-to-heart with Xander in the park, he would have probably laughed in their face. Well Angel didn’t really laugh but they definitely would have gotten a couple of seriously arched eyebrows. And yet here he was, doing just that. It was honestly a bit surreal and all he could hope was that this was sincere and not some kind of game. Honestly he wasn’t sure what kind of game it could even possibly be, just hoped that it wasn’t one. If it was…well he wouldn’t end up being too happy in that case. However a part of him felt like it really was sincere. Angel was pretty good at reading people and it seemed that Xander had meant everything he’d said. Plus, he doubted the boy would try to pull anything what with everything going on around them. Regardless he kept up his guard just as he always did, just in case.
Angel shifted his weight to the other foot, feeling slightly uncomfortable getting so deep into conversation with Xander. The two hadn’t ever talked like this. Usually it was just digs at each other every so often or snide comments during a passing by. Never had they opened up to each other. Not that Angel was doing much opening as he wasn’t, but Xander had never opened up to him before, and with good reason. ”You shouldn’t regret it…You were a teenager. I think that sums it up enough” Angel said simply. More or less he was blaming the whole puppy love thing on hormones. He knew it was probably a lot deeper than that though, at least it’d turned into more than that. The vampire had seen the way the boy looked at Buffy…It’d been the same way he’d looked at the other one Angel had seen during their Thanksgiving dinner while he’d been creeping. Anya, was it? He was pretty sure that was it. Nonetheless he was fully willing to write it off on teenage hormones and never speak about it again. To him that was definitely a win-win.
Eyebrows raised at Xander’s question. Actually...he couldn’t help but allow his lips to part slightly, almost as if his jaw had nearly dropped, though it didn’t. Angel wasn’t one for the dramatics. Nonetheless his comment had definitely taken him by surprise. Out of everyone in the house, he never thought he’d hear something such as this from him. ”It was my fault, Xander. I should have had better self control. I should have known better…” his voice drifted off at this, his eyes traveling past Xander’s head to look out into the darkness. Anything to look away from the boy’s eyes for a moment, to look away from the uncomfortable conversation at hand. Uncomfortable or not though Angel knew it was probably for the better. Even if it wasn’t for him, he should at least hear him out for Buffy’s sake. She’d always hated that they hadn’t gotten along. While they weren’t going to be best friends or anything at least they might now be on civil terms.
”I like to think that someday the Powers will agree with you. That when I’ve atoned for my sins, they’ll allow me to be happy.” More or less thinking aloud, he forced his eyes to look back at Xander as if to tell him something important. ”Every time I save one life, I think of all the lives I’ve taken…And well I’ve saved a lot of people, and I still don’t think I’m close to matching the numbers of those I’ve killed. So I keep fighting, hoping that one day, I will” he said seriously, his eyes lingering on Xander for a moment. Again growing uncomfortable, Angel’s hand raised to rub the back of his neck as he turned to the side and looked up to the moon beginning to poke out above. Knowing he’d have to face his mistakes sooner rather than later, he turned back to Xander, just in time to catch the look on his face.
It honestly surprised him that he hadn’t known about Angel losing his soul. Giles had already found out and he’d assumed that he would have spilled the beans to the younger Watcher by now. Apparently not, apparently Angel had ratted himself out. ”If it makes you feel better…Buffy didn’t tell Giles, either. He only recently found out as well…” his voice drifted off again as it often did. It probably wouldn’t make Xander feel any better but it’d been worth a try at least. Hearing the word Voodoo he couldn’t help but allow a deep chuckle to escape his throat. ”The Gypsies, Romani, to be exact” he said, his lips curving into a small smirk.
Finally it seemed as if Xander understood a bit of why Angel wasn’t the friendliest guy. Not just because he’d been alone for all of those years since getting his soul but also because before that, he’d been a killer, a monster, and a slight psychopath. Who wanted to be friends with that guy? Besides Xander, of course, at the moment. Angel simply nodded to this realization and then listened as the boy continued. ”I don’t do friends…but I’ll stop calling you Captain Xander?” Angel said with a light smirk, actually taking a very light hearted approach to this for once. He wasn’t going to come out and tell Xander he wanted to be friends. Just the very words seemed very unlike himself. However he was alright with that happening, as long as Xander didn’t pester him all the time.
As Xander raised his hand into the air for a high five, Angel simply stared at it. Angel high-fiving? That was so not happening. Eventually Xander realized this and placed his hand back at his side. The vampire’s eyes opened wide in fear as the boy ran at him and hugged him. He didn’t hug back because one, he didn’t hug men usually. And two, because he was stunned. Instead he simply stood there frozen as Xander hugged him. After being let go he simply looked at the boy with raised eyebrows, before allowing a small smirk to crawl its way back to his features. The kid’s goofy smile just couldn’t be resisted, not even by Angel. ”As am I” he said with a slight nod of his head. Perhaps now things would be less awkward between the two, and perhaps even slightly friendly. He didn’t mind, Buffy would be happy, and Xander seemed ecstatic. Whomever said that vampires couldn’t have friends apparently hadn’t ever met Xander Harris.
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Post by Alexander Lavelle Harris on Nov 26, 2012 19:13:43 GMT -6
--------------------------------------------------This was actually a really weird conversation, Angel and Xander actually opening up to each other? A heart to heart? This was way out of the norm, even for Xander. He was actually enjoying it though, he would be lying if he said he didn't. Xander looked up at the night sky and realized that Angel could actually go out in the daylight because of some ring which was awesome because that means Angel could finally do a full day with Buffy or with just hanging out with him, playing video games. Oh, yeah Xander was totally going to make Angel attempt at playing a game so then he could kiss his ass at it. Angel may be the king of fighting but Xander was the king of games and if Angel beat him then the guy was just perfect which would be majorly unfair. Xander would win, just watch. It was easier said than done though. He honestly couldn't wait to just make things normal rather than have awkward tension when one of them entered the room. Xander had always hated that, it prevented him from talking more.
"Yeah, teenager with major hormones...we don't have to talk about that though." There were a lot of good moments in high school actually. A lot of funny ones also. He loved his friends and he honestly didn't know what he'd do without them. He couldn't have survived without them including Angel. If Angel hadn't been in Sunnydale a lot worse could have happened, they did deal but still Xander could see a lot worse happening to the gang without the experienced vampire. He was actually thankful for Angel. And Xander would admit that Angel and Buffy did make a cute couple, they were right for each other. Buffy was always so worried that she made men run away but really those weren't the right ones, it was basically fate telling her that she needed to be with Angel, it was a given factor of course. Maybe one day Xander would admit to Buffy that he liked Angel better than Riley. Riley was so stiff and uptight but then again so was Angel but with Buffy and Xander's help they would make him fun guy. He was just always hooked up with pain and sadness, and that needed to change.
Xander shook his head. Angel needed to stop feeling this way, he needed to realize that it wasn't his fault at all. "Here we go again! It isn't your fault! You deserve to be happy for crying out loud! So what? You were happy because your sister and the love of your life were all cuddly with you? It's reasonable. You don't deserve to live a life of unhappiness okay? You should be able to goof around with friends. Be able to kiss Buffy without feeling guilty. I'm not saying to be fully happy because that could make you lose your soul...but live a little?" Angel needed to lighten up and needed to stop carrying all that guilt, what he needed was a roller coaster and Xander would drag him to one, maybe they could do a full day at some water park or something with the whole gang, it must be done! Xander was way too excited for all of this, but he just wanted all his friends to be happy and he wanted Buffy to ebe able to be with Angel, they both deserved each other.
This whole conversation was awkward but it needed to be done. And they were getting somewhere, they were opening up to each other. Xander listened and understood completely. "Your sins? The powers can't punish you for that long I mean you've changed and they should see that. You've saved a whole lot of lives. We all have something to regret and yours happens to be...slaughtering a village or 2. I mean we have regrets but we can either move forward or stay stuck in the past. But lemme tell you if you choose to not move on then it will just haunt you. Personally I think you've done a lot of good and you're a different person so the powers should stop being dummies and give you what you need and want." Where was this all coming from? Man, Xander was being sentimental and just so caring towards to Angel, but he really thought that Angel deserved a permanent soul, hopefully the powers would give him it at some point because Angel should at least be allowed to sleep beside Buffy and Kathryn without losing his soul.
This didn't really phase Xander. "Eh, its always been like that. Buffy's hesitant to tell Giles but tells him eventually and me...well I'm always the last to know. I should be used to it by now." Maybe Buffy just cared more for Willow and Giles than him, that could be the reason. Maybe Xander didn't matter all that much since he was known as the one who lost his eye and was just human. Xander couldn't help but smile, he made Angel laugh! That was a start! This made Xander happy actually. "I should have known but I've never been good with foreign names. C'mon now it's me," he said while pointing at himself.
Xander couldn't help but laugh and smile towards Angel. The guy actually had a funny bone in his body. "I can't make any promises with not calling you dead boy I mean it's just so catchy y'know?" Xander said with a genuine smile. Xander was actually extremely excited to try and become friends with Angel, he knew that the two would have a good time he could just tell. This year would definitely be a good year if no deaths happened. Never in Xander's days did he think he would make up with a vampire and try and befriend him, it was just so not like him but apparently Angel knew how to draw in the Xan-man with his coolness. This was the start of a beautiful friendship. He knew Buffy would be happy and weirded out at the same time which would just be awesome altogether. Xander looked at the time and realized it was late. "Dang, I have to go now! I planned on hanging out with Will tonight!" Xander realized that he had made plans and he couldn't just ditch Willow, he hadn't hung out with her in forever! "I had a really nice talk with you and I'm glad we can be pals! I'll definitely see you later or whenever! Have a nice night with Buffy because let's be honest we both know you're keeping your eye on her," he said teasingly. And with that he was off running, Xander stopped for a quick second. "And remember dead boy, try and be happy!" Xander said with a smile and then ran off to go to the boarding house.
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Tag: Angel!
Notes: I actually enjoyed this thread a lot  It was fun and just I can see an odd good friendship blossoming ------------------------- |
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Post by ADMIN ASHLEY on Nov 27, 2012 0:03:34 GMT -6
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It was fun and just I can see an odd good friendship blossoming 
