Rating: At this point PG, this will change.
Disclaimer: Joss owns them. Grr Aurg. Summery: :::Evil Grin::: not telling.
Distribution: Sure, but ask me first, please. Anyone who already has my stuff, go ahead.
Author's Notes: This has not been betaed. Sorry for any mistakes, This has nothing to do with any of my other stories, ITS A NEW ONE!!!!
Dedication: as always: For Ruby and Nita.
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Willow was sulking at the Bronze. It was the middle of June and she had to wait another month and a ½ till Buffy and Xander came home from their respective vacations. A song she liked came on and she hummed it lightly to no one. All the sudden a large hand fell on her shoulder. She gasped in surprise and whirled around.
" Oh Angel, you scared me. You have got to learn to make more noise when you walk." She scolded him lightly.
" Sorry but 80 years of lurking does that to a person." He told her with a cryptic half smile. At his smile she felt her insides melt.
< NO! Bad girl. Don't melt for Buffy's Vampire.>
" I would guess." She replied. A new slow-very slow-song started.
" Would you like to dance?"
" With you?" she asked.
" Well, yeah."
" Sure." She replied trying to hide her nervousness. Angel took her hand a pulled her onto the dance floor. Angel pulled Willow tightly against his body as her arms went around his neck. Angel couldn't explain it but he felt drawn to Willow. Ever since the night they had tried to bring back the master. When he had learned they had Willow his heart would have stopped, if it had beat at all. Now, with her in his arms something told him that he was done searching for whatever it was he had been looking for for the past 80 years.
Willow sighed blissfully as she swayed slowly to the music with Angel. < What are you doing?> her mind screamed. < This is Angel, Buffy's boyfriend. You can't be in love with him. Love? Where in the world did that word come from?>
" Willow?" Angel's voice was right next to her ear. She realized that during her little mental inspection of her feelings she had placed her head on his shoulder.
" Hmm?" she replied without looking up.
" Willow I think…I think I'm falling in love with you." Willow pulled back to look at him and was about to reply when there was a loud crash at the other side of the club. They both reached for their faithful stakes and ran toward the noise. They saw a couple on the ground laughing after falling over.
" Ok, jumpy much?" Willow said looking nervously at Angel. He chuckled softly and pulled her back into his arms to finish their dance. She placed her head on his shoulder again. Her mind was in turmoil. < Did he just say what I thought he said? He can't be serious! What about Buffy? >
" Willow?" he once again interrupted her thoughts, once again.
" Um hum?" she hummed in response.
" Come on lets go for a walk." He pulled her out of the Bronze into the cold night air. Noticing absently her lack of a jacket he slipped his off and placed it around her shoulders. She smiled gratefully at him while slipping her arms into the sleeves. Willow stared intently at the ground not knowing what to say about Angel's earlier comment.
" Willow, talk to me?" Angel voice came out pleading.
" What would you like me to say?" she asked in a small voice.
" Well first I'd like you to responded to what I said before, while we were dancing." Angel told her bluntly.
"Oh, well I don't know what to say. I thought you loved Buffy?"
" I thought I did too. But I can't deny my feelings for you."
"I know, I love you." She said leaving herself emotionally completely out in the open. Angel felt a rush of hope.
" But I think your feelings are Buffy missage." She said using the same phrasing she had used with Buffy.
" It's not." Angel denied. To Willow he seemed angry that she thought that he was using her for a substitute for Buffy. He took a menacing step toward her and a fearful look came to the surface.
" Don't look like that." Angel growled lunging at her and pulling her into a tight embrace. Willow sighed into Angel shoulder. After several long minutes he stepped back and Willow murmured a soft protest. His smile meet his eyes as he grabbed her hand and started toward her house. When the reached her street he stopped and looked after her. She turned around.
" What?" she asked. Then realization hit.
" My parents aren't home."
" Oh." He murmured and resumed walking next to her. Angel was quiet as they walked although his hand caressed her back or arm everytime he 'accidentally' bumped into her. They reached her door and Angel waited while she opened the door.
" Come in." Willow issued the soft invitation. Angel followed her into the living room and watching her as she fell tiredly onto the couch.
" What?" she asked noticing him watching her.
" Nothing. It's just… your so pretty." Willow blushed while stretching out on the couch tired beyond belief. Angel watched her lie out on her stomach on the couch. He walked over and Willow didn't even realized he had moved until he straddled her hips and started to rub her back.
" Um, that feels good." She said as he rubbed the area between her shoulder blades.
" I've had lots of practice." Angel told her.
" With who?!?!" she demanded feeling jealousy over any girl Angel had given this kind of treatment to.
" Jealous, Willow?" Angel asked and even though she couldn't see him she heard his smile.
" Of course not." She lied " It's not like you belong to me or anything." She finished.
" Well that's up to you." He whispered in her ear.
" What does that mean?" she asked then whimpered as he rubbed a sore part of her back.
End Part 1
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