: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series
; spoilers for all seasons.Pairing
: Buffy/Angel and Xander/Angel, vaguelyRating
: Spoilers for BtVS: Welcome to the Hellmouth
: Please ask first. Please do not screencap this story, save it to hard drives, exchange with others, or translate into other languages without written consent.Feedback
: Con-crit is always welcome; flames are ridiculed and put on display.Disclaimer
: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, lyrics, etc. are the property of their respective owners. Snippets of dialogue may be incorporated from the original canonical episode(s) and belong to their respective authors/creators. The original characters and plot are the property of the author(s). The author(s) is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended, nor should any be inferred. No profit is being made.Story Summary
: Angel has a very important question for Buffy.Series Summary
: What if key canonical moments changed with just a few words or actions? This series will explore such instances, but not their aftermaths. Rather, this is a writing exercise to challenge the author's views of canon and characterization. It's up to the readers' imaginations to determine what happens next. * * * * *
“Let’s just say I’m a friend.”
Buffy shot a look of cool appraisal at Tall, Dark and Ripped. “Well, what if I don’t want a friend?”
His smile was confident, secretive. “I never said I was yours.”
Then what the hell are you doing here?, she wanted to ask. She so didn’t have time for this. There was creepiness abounding all around her and she was going to be late for curfew. Her mother was probably pacing the living room and cursing softly, or taking an inventory of every match in the house, convinced her firebug daughter was setting the gym of her new school ablaze.
“I’ve been watching you,” he added.
Creepy. And a little hot. But only because he
was hot. “Gee, I’m flattered, but I have things to do.”
“That boy who’s sniffing around you…”
“What boy?” she demanded, brow furrowed. “Oh. You mean Xander? What about him?”
Jealous much? Score! She could definitely work this to her advantage, and since Xander wasn’t about, he wouldn’t have to know, right? Not that she would want to hurt him. He was actually really nice to her, and that was certainly welcome these days. Buffy smiled to herself as Angel took another step closer and leaned down.
“Is he seeing anyone?”
Startled, she abruptly pulled back. Why the hell would he care who Xander was seeing? Oh.Oh.