Other Lives:
by Angela
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. Never did never will. I don't own Buffy, Angel (I wish I did), Willow, Xander, Cordelia, and Oz. I'm not making any money from this and I don't think I would it sucks, but still read it. Please.
Authors Note: In this first part there is no Buffy/Angel angst. But I promise later I'll put a lot.
Part One
Buffy Summers and her best friend Willow Rosenberg walked down the cobble stone streets of Dublin, Ireland. It's the 1700's. It was early in the morning. They were going to meet their friend Cordelia Chase. They saw her. She was sitting in the tavern waiting for them.
"Good Morning." Buffy said in a very cheerful mood. "Hey." Willow said while she and Buffy took their seats. "Hi." Cordelia said "Isn't Buff in a good mood. Tell me did you get laid?" Cordelia said. "No. Why is it that to you everything good to you has to do with sex?" Buffy asked. "Cause it's fun." Cordelia said. "Is that why you and Xander haven't done it?" Willow asked. "No, we want to take it slow." Cordy said. "Buff and I are the last virgins in Dublin." Willow said. "Yep Will, the last innocence this place knows." Buffy said.
"You and those ugly church girls. You know the singers. At least the two of you have boys that want to do it with you, but those girls have no one. They better sing about improving their looks." Cordelia said. "Oh yea." Buffy said. "Cordy she's gonna sing." Willow said snapping her finger to help her friend. "Hush!" Cordy yelled. "Okay!" Buffy said. "Need to look good." Willow sang.
Everybody looked their way. "What can't people have some fun?" Cordelia said. "Go ahead eat there's nothing for you to see." Buffy said. The girls broke out in laughs. "Strange bunch they be," an Irish man said sipping his coffee. "Strange bunch we be when we kick your ass." Willow said. "Wow!" Buff told her friend. Then they started to giggle. After a minute or two they stopped laughing.
"Let's get out before the people complain about us." Buffy said getting up. "Yea." Willow said standing up with Cordelia. Buffy walked back a step and she bumped into somebody. It was Angel. "Sorry" Angel said turning around to look into her eyes. He paused for a moment. He fell deeply in love with this woman he doesn't even know. "Oh, that's okay." Buffy said as she turned around and walked with her two friends.
Angel's eyes never left her. They where just about to leave when they turned around and said, "Need to look gooood!" all together. "Oh yea!" Buffy said then they broke out in laughter. When she left, Angel was still starring at the door. "Strange girls!" a man yelled. They came back in "Up yours!" Buffy yelled and then they left. Angel smiled at how bold she was. He always wanted to meet a girl like that. Angel went and sat down next to his friends. Tonight he was going to be very drunk.
Cordelia ran back in. "Come on Cordy!" Willow yelled from outside. "In a min!" she yelled. "Xander I know that was you now come here." Cordy said. "Who me?" Xander said coming from a table by the window. "Come on." Cordelia said. "Yes honey." Xander. "That was you? We didn't even see you." Buffy said as Willow and her walked in. "Cordy got me. Come on Oz." Xander said. Oz walked up to them. "Oz" Willow said hugging him.
"I wanted to talk to you guys, but Xander said No." Oz said. "Thanks for telling Oz." Xander said. "I know for a fact you would have told and a lot faster." Buffy said. "Well it's the principle of it Buff." Xander said putting his arm over Cordelia. The group walked toward the door. Buffy in the middle next to Cordy who was next to her boyfriend Xander. Willow next to Buffy with Oz next to her. "You have no principle." Buffy said as they left.
"What kind of girls sing in a tavern?" a man said. "My kind." a drunken man said staggering over to the counter. "See" the man said. "Wow, we were wild." Buffy said. "The sugar rush from last night." Willow said. "I love when we have sugar rushes." Cordy said.
To Be Continued
...with lots of Buffy/Angel stuff.
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