"Immortal Beloved...XXIII..."
A shortie...
PG-13
Disclaimer: It's all yours and ME's, Joss...Except the 'Soames Walthrop'...
Spoilers for Angel to this week...Flee at once!...
Summary: Ok, now I've gone entirely too far...(Remember they're not parts of one story, but a series of retellings during and after the Rome rendezvous of "Girl In Question")
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Rome...Buffy's apartment...About one am...May6th...
The Immortal by her side, Buffy stares at Andrew, then a troubled-looking Dawn...
"So they came by...And left without a word?..."
"Oh, no..." Andy notes brightly..."They talked a lot to me..."
"Spike left this..." Dawn handed a tape...
Hmmn...Buffy stared...How nice...the Immortal noted...
"It's just one song..." Dawn noted...The Immortal doing his aristocratic best to politely repress visible signs of boredom...
She went to their stereo...Ummn...Buffy?...Dawn called quietly...
"You might wanna play that later...In your room..."
She waved a hand briefly... "Spike has gotta get this outta his system...I mean...It's not that I'm not fond of him but...Heck, he never called me..."
(Why...Annie Lennox...)
"How many times do I have to try to tell you
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
But when I start to try to tell you
That's when you have to tell me
Hey...this kind of trouble's only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
That keep on falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Falling from your mouth
Tell me...
Why
Why
I may be mad
I may be blind
I may be viciously unkind
But I can still read what you're thinking
And I've heard it said too many times
That you'd be better off
Besides...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
(This boat is sinking this boat is sinking)
Let's go down to the water's edge
And we can cast away those doubts
Some things are better left unsaid
But they still turn me inside out
Turning inside out turning inside out
Tell me...
Why
Tell me...
Why
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel?
'Cause I don't think you know how I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
You don't know what I feel..."
Ah...Yes...The Immortal nodded...Annie Lennox...I know her well...he smugly noted...
Uh...huh...Dawn eyed him coolly...What did Xander call him after meeting him last time?...His 'Pompous Buffooness'....?
Ummn...Buffy stared at the stereo...I...Ummn...
"I'll take that if you don't want it, Buf..." Dawn eyed her...
And him as well...Her look clearly said as their eyes locked...
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