Buffy POV

I can't believe that she was there. Faith had no place being there, or
being alive for that matter.  But that is just my opinion.  I spent the
better part of the day training with Angel.  God he still looks so good. I
know that Riley watches, even scrutinizes every move, word and look. I guess
I can't blame him, the whole destructive, forbidden love thing. I have never
seen Angel like this. I am glad that Willow is keeping an eye on him, since I
really can't. I guess it bothers me to see the closeness between them.  I
mean Angel seems more at peace when Willow's in the same room.  I never had
that effect on him.

I am just over stressed and my slayer sense is going crazy. Doesn't help
that I am near Angel. I don't know why I never noticed it before, but Angel
seems different.  I wish I could put my finger on it, but Angel seems so at
peace. I mean I can totally feel Angelus radiating off him, which confuses
me. I don't know. Anya is getting on my nerves. Then she made that comment
about them having sex. Nasty mental picture there! Besides, Angel doesn't
look at Willow that way.  I leave that for my watcher. He doesn't think I see
how he looks at her, but I do.

Of course it gets better, I guess Willow actually said something about
doing Angel to Graham. I wish that she wouldn't give him such a hard time. I
mean the whole Tara thing is just an excuse to push him away. I wish she
could see that Graham is nothing like Oz. I mean, Graham first of all is
human, one hundred percent. Second, all he sees is Willow. Its like Willow
this and Willow that.  I mean I wish Riley would be that way over me.

I am glad Dad is out of town.  Riley has been all over me. I like it. I
know he put this hickey over my scar as a message to Angel. The testosterone
is driving me crazy.  I might do a patrol after the club. I can't wait to
show off my new dress. It is this pretty light blue and well, It looks good
on the chosen one. I wish Wills would come, but she is creating a website for
Angel. Oh well, I will be having fun with Riley and Graham tonight.
 

Part 9

Angel POV

They are leaving today. I have mixed feelings about this. I am definitely
glad to see Riley and Graham leave.  Xander and Anya, I will miss them, but I
am glad they are leaving. Buffy is the same, mixed emotions. I am happy she
has Riley. He does love her. He loves her in a way that I never could. I am
sure this due to the mortal enemies thing.  I will also miss Giles. I see how
things between watcher and slayer have changed. It is not a good change. Once
the initial separation begins, then it goes downhill from there. If Buffy
keeps that up, it will seal her grave. I want to warn Giles, but he knows.
Giles and I have discussed a lot while Willow sleeps. His depth amazes me.

Willow is staying. I am glad. I know that my soul is permanent and I want
her so much.  I know she deserves so much more.  She deserves nothing less
than perfection. Something I will never attain. My apartment is so quiet
without the gang here.  It is the slightly off key singing that catches my
attention. I close my eyes and concentrate on the lyrics.

"Is it too much to ask
I want a comfortable bed that won't hurt my back
Food to fill me up, warm clothes and all that stuff
Shouldn't I have this, shouldn't I have this
Passionate kisses, passionate kisses,
Passionate kisses from you
Is it too much to demand?
I want a full house and a rock and roll band
Pens that won't run out of ink
Cool quiet time to think."

I walk into the room and see her on her knees cleaning the floor. My body
reacts faster than I can control. She looks so cute on her knees. I try and
give her an innocent smile, but God I want her. Maybe, I am back in hell. I
admire her from a distance, yet never touch her, never love her, never feel
her shivering from my caresses as I claim her, making her scream my name.

"What's up?" She says in her happy voice.

If only she knew. "Nothing." I say quickly. "I need to ask you
something."
I then see her unconsciously licks her lips. She is truly killing me. The
demon in me wants her so bad. I know that she has Tara. Besides, I think she
wants something with a pulse, not as she said a walking corpse.

"Shoot." She says. I take a deep breath, she is torturing me and I love
it. I crave it. "Has Giles been training you?"

"For?" She asks raising an eyebrow.

"Defense. I never insisted that Delia know how to fight. I think it might
have saved her life. I would like to show you how to fight, to protect
yourself. Do you want to train?"

"You are the only vampire I would trust." She says. I smile. She goes and
changes into some workout clothes. I take a quick ice cold shower. Since my
soul has been permanent, I feel the changes. Its like part of the struggle is
gone. I notice more of my evil-self traits coming through. The possessiveness
is one of them. All I can think about is her, I mean the slayer holds no
candle to passion that I have for Willow. I have seen just how compliant
Willow has become.  Looking back, I noticed it along time ago.  She reminds
me of a caged tiger, ready to pounce on freedom. I hope that by training her,
she will stop being so compliant, unless she is with me.

I showed her the weapons collection.  I made sure she was well protected.
 She amazed me as she quickly she learned the basic moves.  I tried to
concentrate as I watched her body move. Willow grinned and put the end of the
quarterstaff in the ground and propelled herself around it and drop kicked
me.
I stumbled backwards onto the padded floor. She then landed and ran over to
me. "Oh goddess, Angel, are you still there? I am sorry."

I knew she saw me smiling at her, I was so proud. I then wondered if she
could tell how aroused this was making me. "That was incredible.  You are
amazing."

"I will be stiff tomorrow." She says, rubbing a now aching shoulder.

"No, there is a hot tub, for your aching muscles. Or I can massage your
aches." I say putting a little Irish brogue into my voice. I notice when I
talk like that, Willow's heartbeat changes.  I like when it does.

"The tub sounds great." Willow said and slowly headed for the tub. I then
head into my office.  I wish she explained how she knew so much about me.
Even now, I see hints of Angelus in her.  I really noticed it in training
today. I know her body ached, but she kept going. She had to prove she could
take me. I lost it when she licked her lips. Angelus was a master of
seduction. She was able to distract me and knock me down.

I know that Willow has a lot of tough decisions ahead of her. I am not
sure why Willow has been given the visions, but I am glad she is here. I
wonder what she will choose. I want her here with me.  I know that some part
of her wants me. I saw that when I kissed her.  I felt her arousal, her body
tightening around my finger. Makes me shiver when I think of how good my cock
would feel buried deep in her. Even now, when I think of how responsive she
was, I get instantly very hard.  I close my eyes and wonder if she is
sleeping in the tub. I listen as the water drains.  I feel this need to be
near her. Even now, I get up and go down the stairs.

I hear a soft moan coming from my bedroom.  I creep over there.  The door
is open.  I see her lying on my sheets.  I grin as I see only a pajama top.
She is only wearing my black silk pajama top. I am painfully hard now.  I see
her eyes are closed. I smile as she runs her fingertips over her silk covered
nipples. I watch them harden quickly.  I hear her breathing deepen as the
nipples get hard. She then lightly runs her fingers over her breasts. I am in
heaven. I wonder whom she is thinking about.

I slowly unzip my jeans.  My cock is so hard I ache.  I watch as she
slowly unbuttons the top.  She unbuttons one button, then run her fingertips
over the newly exposed flesh. My hand finds my cock quickly.  I watch as she
teases us both. I see her pause as she gets to her navel. I can smell her
arousal heavy in the air as she slowly unbuttons then last three buttons.
She is even more beautiful naked than I dreamed.   I see her, my pajama top
wide open, begin to tease her sweet folds. I watch as she begins to tease her
inner thigh.  Her skin is so smooth and creamy.  I imagine that her fingertip
is my tongue teasing her center. She then runs her fingertip along her lips,
but not opening them.  I have to lean against the wall for support as she
teases me. I fight the instinct to get in there and make her scream my name.

I then watch as she spreads her lips lightly. She traces around her clit,
teasing the swollen nub. I see she is dripping wet and I long to taste her.
I nearly bite myself as she then rolls her clit between her fingers. I hear
her panting heavily, I can feel she is so close to an orgasm.  I watch as
then she slips a finger inside her.  I grin as the finger slips in and out of
her fast.  She is grunting, trying not to surrender to the orgasm yet. I feel
her struggle as it mirrors my own. One finger becomes two, and then three as
her thumb flicks over her clit.  I stroke myself faster; I need her
desperately.  She mumbles something I can't make out when she comes.  I then
quickly head into the bathroom to relieve myself.   It takes me a good five
minutes to calm my raging hormones down.
 

Part 10  Dear Diary

Diary of Angel:

I can't believe that death could bring this much happiness.  I do miss
Delia, but I have grown so attached to Willow.  Things between us have gotten
complicated. I know that she is torn between destiny and the scooby gang. I
really don't want her to leave, but she needs to finish out her school.  We
have talked a great deal about her future. She has agreed to start at UCLA in
the fall. She will stay with me or at Delia's place. I want her here, near me
always. I have kept the apartment in case she needs it. Dennis has met Willow
and really likes her. I see her growing stronger, more independent and I hope
that she stays that way. I mean she is so strong, emotionally and physically.
She has been so helpful to me. She is also teasing me immensely. I am proud
of her skills as a fighter.  I took her to stop a boss at his vampire club.
She insisted on going with me, since her magic was needed.  I dressed h! er as
my consort.  God, she was radiant covered black leather, the corset framing
her wonderful breasts and pale skin. I even colored her hair, one of those
semi-permanent colors.  It was this deep crimson, reminded me of blood. I
knew she saw my erection straining against my leather pants.  I never told
her just how sensitive my vampire sense of smell is.  I could smell her
arousal. I dread the nights while she is gone. I know that it will suck being
alone in that bed again.  Sleep hasn't been easy.  I mean I close my eyes and
sometimes her leg brushes against mine in her sleep, and I want to rip her
clothes off and claim her. I have given her a reliable car, unlike her
parents (who barely know she is alive), given her the gas card.  She also has
keys to the office and my apartment.  I haven't told her yet, but she has my
heart.  I gave her a pager and cell phone.  If she gets a ! vision, she will
call me. The next month will be hell on earth.
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Dairy of Willow Rosenburg:

I have been here for two weeks.  I spoke with my professors. I had only
missed a week of class and had managed to get all my assignments in on time.
I have to leave for Sunnydale.  Angel is letting me take the Expedition and
gave me a company gas card.  We train everyday for about two hours.  I am
amazed at how strong I am getting.  I mean I am no slayer, but I feel
different.  I will miss Angel.  He has been so good to me.  I have begun to
see different parts of him. I can't explain it, but I think I am in love with
him. I know that he has looked at me that way before, but I don't know if he
feels the same way. It is weird to hear him sing.  I got up this morning and
he was doing the dishes singing that song by the Bloodhound Gang, I just
smirk at him. Goddess, he is cute when he sings "Let's do it like they do on
the discovery channel."  Just once I want to tell him th! e same line. The
tension between us sometimes is unbearable. I still think about that kiss.  I
can remember the way his finger slid in and out of me.  I get so wet.  I
wonder if he can smell my arousal.  I think he can, he gives me this look.
Then he smiles his seduction smile.  He amazes me.  I have always known him
to be broodboy, but there is so much more than his broody exterior.  He
laughs, he is a friggin prankster.  I never knew he could cook. I am glad
that I only have three more weeks of school.  I leave tomorrow. I am so torn,
I want to stay here, but I miss the gang.  I also dread the thought of
sleeping in my dorm.  I mean, sleeping alone is going to suck. Although
sleeping with Angel isn't always easy.  Its not like Angel and I do anything,
we just sleep in the same bed.  But sometimes he presses himself against me.
I can feel his erection a! gainst me.  One time I woke up and my head was on
his chest and my hand was on something else, something very hard. He is there
when I have a bad dream, or I am there if he has a bad dream. He has also
been helping me with my nightmares.  He holds me until I feel safe.
 

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