Disclaimer: These characters are not mine.
Spoilers: None really, except that Angel left Buffy.
Summary: Read and find out.
Distribution: Ask me first. If you have any others by me, go ahead and take it.
Feedback: Of course.
Rating: Umm. Strong PG-13 for language (which is all censored) and sexual undertones. (Hopefully.)
Author's Note: My first fic like this. The boy is Fish Boy Finn. Lemme know what you think. Song is by Godsmack, "Whatever". (good song!) I got the lyrics messed up though.

A thin sheen of sweat covered the bared skin, and a sheer and slinky black slip dress covered the rest. Her eyes were hot with passion and excitement, smoldering even. She never looked away from his as she danced.

And I wonder. day to day
I don't like you. anyway
I don't need your. s*it today
You're pathetic in your own way

Angel stood across the room, arms crossed n front of him as he watched her. His Slayer. His lover. His life. He only had eyes for her.

I feel for you
Better **ckin' go away
I will behave
Better **cking go away!

Her hips swayed, taunting him and every other male in the place. A slight smirk was on her face as she twisted and turned under the low light of the Bronze, and the heavy beat of the music.

The boy was foolish, thinking he stood a chance. He'd gone out with the girl for almost a year before this. Dressed in a light blue jean shirt and khakis, he was a total opposite. They didn't match in the slightest way.

The man by the door, dressed in all black, grimaced when he saw the other. Buffy smirked at him, and faced the boy, teasing him with her dancing and every move her body made.

He thought that meant she was his again. But he was slowly realizing otherwise as he watched her dance, mouthing the words to the song.

I'm doin' the best I ever did
I'm doin' the best that I can
I'm doin' the best I ever did
Now go away!

And then he was there, by her side. Buffy raked her fingers through her hair, throwing him a teasing smirk. She was looking right at him, and her mouth no longer moved to mouth the words.

Angel's own look was dark and lustful. He caught one of her arms, pulling her to him. She used her free hand to push him back, scolding him through her even as she smiled. She closed her eyes halfway, tilting her head back and letting herself go.

The boy dared approach her again, and she opened her eyes, gazing at him with a dispassionate look in her eyes.

Better **cking go away

She pulled Angel to her now, kissing him deeply.

I'm doin' the best I ever did.

The boy turned away, angry and bitter.

Go away!

Buffy pressed herself against Angel. Her angel. Her love. Her everything.

As the song neared it's end, their eyes met. Her smirk faded away.

I'm doin' the best that I can

The boy only watched in silence as the couple left the club.

Now go away!

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