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The computer that I have LC on, crashed Sunday night...I'm trying to recover things from it now and most of LC is backed up, but not all of it (this was in my email from my wonderful beta Nikki).....so please, please review so that I can have the energy to keep with all this :) and thank you to everyone who's reviewed so far.

Look for some ficlets to be posted tomorrow if I'm able to get some computer time.
And I have a new site http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/suzee
Chapter 21:

It had been several weeks since Buffy and William's first night at the Bronze. Things had stayed pretty much the same between them—on the outside at least. They still danced when they went to the Bronze and Buffy had even taught William how to play pool the week before.

"William, will you come play pool with me? I haven't played for ages and it looks like there's finally a free table."

"I don't know, luv, I haven't really played in awhile… wouldn't you rather dance some more?…this sounds like a great song."

"William, you can't honestly be saying that you'd rather dance than play pool. I mean, really, you're a guy, guy's don't like dancing, guys like pool!"

"Kitten, I'm sure if they were given the option of dancing with you, any guy would choose dancing over pool."

Grinning at the not-so-hidden compliment, Buffy didn't give up, "Come on William, we can dance after we play, but if we dance now, there probably won't be a table later. Please?" she asked batting her eyelashes at him. When he didn't answer her or make any sort of movement towards the pool tables, Buffy pressed on, "Why won't you play with me William?"

"BecauseIdon'tkonwhowtoplay," he mumbled quickly.

"What did you say, William?" Buffy asked sweetly.

"I said: Because. I. Don't. Know. How. To. Play." William said, clearly enunciating each word, just daring her to make fun of him.

"You mean you, the all knowing, let-me-teach-you-everything-William, doesn't know how to play pool?"

"I get the concept, I know you use the cue stick to hit the little white cue ball and you try to hit all the solid or striped balls into the little holes, leaving the eight ball for last…I get all that…I just don't know how to really do it." He didn't like admitting to Buffy that he didn't know how to do something. He knew she thought that he knew how to do everything and he, well to be honest, he rather liked that feeling.

"I know I haven't played in a long time, but come on, I'll try to teach you."

William was about to argue with her, he didn't really want to be seen getting taught how to play pool by a girl, but he stopped himself.

Not only was Buffy not just a girlgirl, but this would also do her some good. Not only had He had finally found something that she admitted to being good at and believed she was good at, but he had also found something she could teach him. Something that would show her that she was—contrary to apparently popular belief—a very knowledgeable woman who had a lot to offer.

Instead of saying anything, William just started walking towards the open pool table, hoping that Buffy would follow him.

"You're really going to let me teach you?" Buffy asked after she'd caught up with him. 'Dang he can walk fast,' she thought, 'Good thing I have practice chasing after Sam!'

"Course I am. Why wouldn't I?"

'Well,' Buffy thought quickly, 'can't say "Because Angel wouldn't let me" that would give him more fuel than he needs…think fast, Buff!'

"I just thought that you wouldn't want a 'girl' teaching you," she put extra emphasis on the word 'girl,' wanting to see his reaction.


To his credit, William didn't show any reaction, "I'd let you teach me anything, kitten," he said, leering at her.

"Oh, come on," Buffy said, trying not to let his innuendos get to her.

Buffy had in fact taught him how to play pool, and William was immensely glad that he agreed to the whole thing because Buffy teaching him how to play involved a lot of her leaning over his back and pressing up against him. And since he was taller than her, she really did have to press up against him to demonstrate the right way to hit the pool balls.

*(*(*(*I*)*)*)*


Their weekly outings however hadn't helped to dispel William's want of Buffy any. In fact, it had only made him want her more. He was honestly starting to wonder if he'd be able to make it through the school year.

He was also wondering why he hadn't told her about Angel's cheating yet.

*(*(*(*I*)*)*)*

"William?" Sam asked when she came back from her recess (he'd stayed inside thinking today), "Can I give mommy a birthday party? Please?"

"It's your mum's birthday? She didn't tell me."

"It's not her birthday yet, but if I do it on her really birthday, it won't be a surprise!"

"Okay," William said, assuming Buffy's birthday was sometime soon. "What do you want to do for her?"

"I want to make her a cake. I already told you that silly!"

"Okay, but besides the cake, do you want to make her any presents?"

"Uh huh!" Sam nodded her head. "But I don't know what to make…Mommy always knows the ideas," she finished sadly.

"Well, pixie, just give me a few minutes and I'm sure I can come up with something." just like with her mother, William couldn't stand seeing Sam so sad.

"Really?" she asked enthusiastically.

"Sure, time we use this computer for something fun anyway." William logged onto the Internet on the computer that Angel had provide for Samantha's schooling and went to a website that he would never admit to knowing about.

"Here," he said after a few minutes, "We can make her some lip gloss, a little perfume like thing, a pretty candle, some bath salts, and maybe even some ice cream. How's that sound to you, Sammy-Sam?"

"Can we do it today?"

"How about tomorrow?" William said, continuing quickly when he saw Sam was going to protest, "That way your mum will be out most of the day—she has to go shopping tomorrow, remember? I'll be able to buy all of the stuff. We'll make a day of it, yeah?"

"Really?"
"Course, cupcake, wouldn't say we could do it if I didn't mean it?" William was taken off guard when Sam ran up and hugged him tightly around the legs—as high up as she could reach.

"Thank you, William! Can we make it all tomorrow?"

"Why don't we plan to do the kitchen stuff first, that way we won't have any trouble if she comes home early. The rest we can do in here later."

"Or we could tell her to not come home!" Sam suggested.

"Won't that make her suspicious? Make her think we're up to something?" William asked, not wanting Sam to ruin her surprise.

"Not if we don't tell her it's a surprise…you tell Mommy she's too noisy," Sam stated and nodded her head emphatically.

"Okay, we'll tell her that we need some peace and quiet for the day so she needs to go shopping and not come home until after lunch?"

"Uh huh!"

"Alright, bit, you wait here and I'll go tell your mum that she needs to stay out longer tomorrow…now you can't tell her why if she asks later. Remember that."

"I'll try really hard."

From the look on her face, William knew that Sam really didn't want to let the secret slip, "Well if you do Sam, she still won't know exactly what we're doing…so even if it's not a surprise, it'll still be a nice thing to do."

"But I'll still try really hard."

"I know you will. You work on that writing, while I go talk to your mum. It's a secret remember?" William made sure she'd started on her writing before he left to go up to the top floor and then the attic to look for Buffy.


TBC…………………….





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