Part Three

Parts:3/?
Rating:R-ish
Summary: Buffy goes clubbing and meets up with Angelus
Disclaimer: Don't own them but wouldn't it be nifty?
Feedback: Yes please. I really need it! :) Author's Notes: Ok this is the Practical Magic song that I have been talking about using .

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Buffy Summers gave a defeated sigh when her mom finally talked her in to going to the Bronze. She didn't even want to go due to the fact that HE may be there. It had been a couple of weeks since Angel had reverted back to his bad ass self. They had a few run-ins and a few fights. Those fights always left Buffy exhausted and depressed. She felt as if a part of her was tearing away each time they fought.

Twist at this feeling,
want out of shame.
So tired of revealing
the moves that I make

Buffy slowly trudged up her stairs and went in to her room. Setting down her slayer bag, she walked over to the closet and opened it up scanning the items inside. She decided on a pair of black leather pants and a silk, halter like shirt that tied in the back and at the neck.

Buffy set her clothes down on the bed and grabbed her robe. She went over to her window to make sure it was locked and walked in to the bathroom to take a shower.

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And I know, yes I know
But is this real?
And I know, yes I know
But is this real?

Angelus had been following Buffy the whole time she was on her portrol. A couple of times she had stopped and looked around expecting to see someone, but she saw nothing and kept on walking. He watched her go in to her house and talk with her mom. He then climbed up in the the tree and watched her pick out her outfit. He saw her come over to the window but he moved in to the shadows so she wouldn't see him. He sat back down on the branch and relaxed waiting for Buffy to come back out.

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Buffy stared at her reflection in the steamy mirror trying to think of a way to get rid of the bags under her eyes. She leaned down and opened the cabinent underneath the sink and took out her make-up bag and began applying her makeup. When she was down, she wrapped her hair in a towel and walked back into her room. She walked over to her dresser and sat down in front of the mirror and began brushing her hair.

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And I know, yes I know
But is this real?
And I know, yes I know
But is this real?

Angelus watched Buffy come back in and thought she could never look anymore beautiful than she did dressed in her robe. Well maybe in nothing He smirked at the thought and continued watching her.

He climbed down the tree and went to the Bronze. Once there, he settled himself within the shadows and waited for her to show.

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And I know
But is this real?
Twist at this feeling

Buffy got dressed and walked downstairs. She said bye to her mom and made her way to the Bronze. She was so lost in her thoughts most of the time too. Why am I even showing up. This is what he wants me to do. I should have told Willow about the note too. They will never forgive me if they find out that I am going to him

Buffy walked to the door and paid the cover fee. She entered the Bronze and looked around. Seeing no one just yet, she walked over to a table to sit down.

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Lust...blood..
point...love.
Twist at this feeling

Angelus watched Buffy from the balcony above with a smirk on his face. He watched as her body made it's way across the dance floor. His eyes watched every movenment as he took in her outfit. A black halter top and black leather pants. Not bad He circled the balcony as he walked over to the stairs and descended them. He slowly stalked over to her table and stood a couple of feet away to see if she noticed him.

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Buffy sensed someone near her but she couldn't put her finger on it. She looked around her but all she saw was the people at the tables and the dancers on the floor. Well she saw them until a figure stepped in front of her. She looked up in the face of the person and gasped.

"Hello lover. Didn't think you'd show," Angelus said.

"Well you know me. Always out to prove you wrong."

"So Buff, still ready to end your life?" Angelus said while circling her table. Almost predatory like.

"I really don't want talk about it."

"Why not?" He whispered right beside her ear. "You know I would be glad to help you."

Buffy shivered at his words and thought about what he said.

And I know, yes I know
But is this real?
And I know, yes I know
But is this real?

"Come on Buff, let's dance." He said while pulling her up from her table.

Buffy could do nothing but follow him out to the floor. Once there, he put his arms around her waist and pulled her close. They just seemed to let themselves go in to the music and when the song ended Buffy didn't even notice.

Angelus pulled her close and leaned in to her ear.

"Let's get out of here," He whispered.

Buffy just nodded and followed him blindly out the door

I've asked about
the point of love.
Is this real?

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