Last Kiss
by Guenivere

"What are you doing here?" Buffy demanded

"I ... I don’t know really. I...I ... think I came back to see you." Angel stammered

" You THINK you came back to see me? What’s that supposed to mean?"

"Please don’t do this to me, Buffy. I came back to see you but as soon as I did I realized I’d made a mistake."

"So that’s it huh? You’re just going to leave again without saying good bye. Just like last time!"

"Why do you always do this?"

" Angel, you can’t just disappear and then suddenly waltz right back into my life and expect everything to be the way it was before. Things change. I’ve changed. Damnit Angel it’s taken me a long time but I finally have a new start on life. I graduate from college in less than 6 months. I’m sorry but you already had your chance. I’ve moved on."

" I just want to talk with you. Is that too much to ask?"

"Right now? Yes!"

"When?"

" I... I don’t know."

"I’m not leaving until you talk with me."

"Fine! I’ll leave."

With those words said she turned on her heel and marched away from him and back towards the party. She hadn’t gone 5 steps when a gentle pressure on her shoulder stopped her.

" All I’m asking is an hour of your time. Please talk to me."

" Meet me at the mansion in two hours."

" Why not now?"

" Look if you want to talk its going to have to be on my terms and I say in two hours at the mansion. Anyway I need to get back to the party now before my mom misses me."

" I’ll be waiting for you in the courtyard," Angel said softly.

" I’ll be there," was her whispered reply.

She disappeared back into the building. Angel stared after her for several minutes before fading into the shadows along the edge of the building and moving into the night.

Two hours later

The tattoo of her footsteps on the floor of the courtyard was unmistakable. She had been home since he last saw her. He could smell the scent of her favorite soap on her. Her blonde hair, still damp from her shower, was pulled up in a ponytail, she wore black wind pants and a Grey U.C. Sunnydale sweatshirt. White running shoes encased her small feet.

" Ok I’m giving you one hour then I need to go patrol."

" So... how’s school going?"

" You asked me to come over here to ask me THAT??"

" No. You asked me to come over here. I just want to talk with you."

" Then we’ll talk."

" I don’t even know where to start..."

" Who is Kate?"

" What?"

" You heard me who the HELL is KATE?"

" Buffy... I..."

" No tell me who Kate is."

" How did you find out about her any way?"

" I have my ways."

"Ok. If you’re gonna be that way. Then who are Parker and Riley?"

" That’s none of your business. You told me to move on. What do you care any way?"

" Buffy I still care about you."

" Angel, you are no longer a part of my life. You have done nothing but hurt me and I don’t know if I can go through that again. I think it would be best if you left before another word was spoken."

" No! I’m not leaving until you stop acting like a child and really talk to me."

"Oh So I’m acting like a child am I?"

" From where I’m standing you’re acting like a two year old."

" And you should know."

"What’s THAT supposed to mean?"

" Why don’t you figure it out?!?"

" DAMNIT BUFFY! Why must you always be so difficult?"

" Tell me who Kate is," She hissed.

" Kate is a cop who helps me when I need her."

" Oh so THAT’S what you’re calling it these days."

" WHAT do you mean by THAT?"

"Just how many of your police informants do you have spend the night?"

" Well THAT’S something I’m sure you’re very familiar with. How many were there after me?"

" WHAT?"

" You heard me. How many guys did you sleep with after me?"

Her eyes flashed as she drew back her arm and hit him hard in the jaw. Immediately his hand came up and encircled her wrist like a vice grip.

" DO NOT HIT ME!" he seethed

" Why do you care what I do anyway? I’ll sleep with whoever I want."

"Over my dead body!"

" Isn’t that convenient? Your body is already dead. I mean you don’t breathe and your heart doesn’t beat."

" Why do you always have to bring that up?"

"Let go of my arm" She wrenched her wrist from his grasp and in doing so fell to the floor. He bent down to help her up. She quickly backed away from him.

" Do. Not. Touch. Me."

She rose to her feet and backed away from him until she was almost halfway across the room.

" How dare you! You walked out on me. What right do you have to tell me what color of nail polish to wear let alone who to date?"

" You’re right. I have no right to tell you what to do but I have been around and I know how the world works. Both Parker and Riley left you didn’t they?"

Tears stung the back of her eyes at his words. It took every ounce of her self-control to keep them from spilling over. She stared at the floor.

"I... I don’t want to talk about it. Not right now."

" You’re right. We both need to collect our thoughts and get some rest before we discuss what has happened."

" Who said we’re going to discuss it?"

" Please Buffy. Please talk with me. If we don’t discuss this we can never move on."

She lifted her head to look him in the eyes and he could see the shiny track the tears left on her cheeks. He reached out his hand and gently wiped a tear away with his thumb.

" Do you mean move on together or apart? Cause if you mean apart then I don’t think there is really anything to discuss."

" I want for us to be together again and I will wait for you as long as I have to."

" Come over to my apartment tomorrow night. We’ll talk then."

She turned and fled from the room.

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