TEEN ANGEL (6/?)
 

Willow felt Angel's eyes on her. They had left the library with the gang,
being coaxed by Buffy into joining them at the Bronze. So, she was now
sitting at a table watching everyone except her dance. Well, everyone except
her and Angel. The dark haired vampire had been approached by several girls
but told them all that he did not dance. So, instead, he was sitting across
the table staring at her intently. She saw Katie dancing on the edge of the
dance floor, her eyes wide as she took in the sights of the Bronze. This was
the ghost's first time to leave the school in who knew how long. She was
definitely enjoying the experience. She finally looked at Angel and almost
said something. Instead, she turned red and looked at her drink.

Angel smiled as she blushed. He had been watching her for the past hour and
actually felt no need to conceal his appreciation for once. She was so
beautiful and she had no idea. He knew that helped make her even more
glorious. He heard giggling and glanced up, catching Katie's smiling gaze.
"Enjoying yourself?"

"This is great" she said, smiling. "Aren't you two having fun?"

"Loads" Willow said, looking at the girl. She smiled wryly, glancing at the
dance floor.

"What about you, Angel?" Katie asked.

"So much fun I can barely control it" he said, his lips twitching.

"You two are such downers" Katie said, laughing. "Just sitting here and
watching. Why aren't you out there dancing?"

"I don't dance" Willow and Angel said in unison. They looked at each other
and started to laugh.

Katie smiled as she watched them. She saw a good looking boy walking by and
moved quickly, knocking him into Willow's table. "Sorry" the guy said,
looking at the pretty redhead he had bumped into. "I'm Mike. You want to
dance?"

Willow's eyes widened in surprise. "Dance? With you?"

Mike smiled, "Yeah, with me." He wondered why he hadn't seen this girl
before. She was cute. Real cute.

"She doesn't dance" a voice said.

Mike glanced at the dark haired man sitting at the table with the redhead.
"She can't speak for herself? I haven't heard her refuse."

Katie clapped her hands in glee, watching Angel stare the teen down. This was
better than she had hoped for. She saw Willow look at Angel in surprise and
laughed, sitting back to watch.

"She does not dance" Angel repeated, his tone threatening. Anyone else would
have gotten the hint. But not Mike. No, Mr all american had to shoot him a
cocky challenging grin. "Go away now."

"Angel!" Willow said, staring at him in amazement. "Quit being rude."

"Yeah, Angel" Mike said, stressing the older man's name. He saw the guy
flinch and smiled. This was fun. He looked at the redhead and said, "So,
about that dance?"

Willow looked into the boy's face and felt nothing. He was attractive but he
did nothing for her. She smiled softly, about to refuse him. Her mouth closed
suddenly as she felt Angel's arm around her shoulders. She looked at him in
surprise. "Angel?"

Angel ignored Willow, instead staring at the boy. "She's taken. Got it? Now
run along, boy" he stressed the latter word, seeing Mike flinch slightly. "I
have to dance with my girl."

Willow knew her mouth had to be hanging open at Angel's words. His girl?
Since when? And why did he care if she danced with Mike? She glared at him,
saying, "You don't dance. Remember? If I want to dance with" her words were
caught by his mouth as he swiftly claimed them. She whimpered as she felt his
tongue slide into her mouth, moving against his hard body.

Katie smiled, sitting back with a satisfied look on her face. She knew they
belonged together. They heated up the entire place. She glanced over and saw
the blonde girl that was Willow's friend watching them, a small smile on her
face. Seems she wasn't the only one that thought they belonged together, she
realized. She turned back to them, seeing Mike finally leave, giving up when
he realized that the redhead indeed was Angel's girl.
 

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