And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak...

[king_of_cretins]

Willow and I were at the Bronze sans Buffy because she was in L.A. visiting dear old daddy. (no doubt buying too much). I grabbed the coffees and brought them back to Willow. We were having one of those old times conversations just about are friendship throughout ... life. It had been an interesting Summer. We buried the Master last week. And Will

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[the_connector]

All time reminiscing for old time sakes. Can't say I wasn't overly, extremely, and ecstatic but after we involved ice cream in the mix I was fairly certain I was going to be on a sugar high for the rest of the night. I could only hope Mom wouldn't peep in asking me why I wasn't asleep yet. Call it old fashioned it's still creepy especially when you just buried the Master the previous week. I wasn't all that jumpy lately especially since Giles had told us there was nothing to worry about but it would make my nights a little easier knowing Buffy was around. Of course she was living the good 'ole' fashioned L.A. life, well more than likely glamorous life with lots of shoes.

I stopped for a moment as Xander and I seemed to find a spot in the graveyard to continue our quest to find the answers to our game. Of course I always know what movies Xander picks, it's always the same genre and nearly the same quote each time. Although that can pose as something tricky on most days hence some quotes sound exactly like three thousand other movies. I hopped myself onto the edge of the wall as Xander proclaimed he had yet another quote. I halfway smiled as I took a small bite of my ice cream, it was cold to my teeth but I sort of liked it that way.

"Oh Really Mr. Xander Harris, You know it'd be a lot harder for me to guess if you picked a movie we both haven't watched like a billion times together."

I lightly laughed as I rocked my feet back and forth. I had a feeling it would be something with Charlie Brown this time since he's dodged them the whole night. When You ask for something different you sometimes get the old fashioned material which is a little bit better sometimes. I watched as he smiled back, it was either the moonlight making his eyes sparker but every time he smiled at me I tended to feel myself get a little red and look at the ground. He also had dressed in my favorite shirt of his and I couldn't help but think he had picked it out on purpose. I took another bite of my ice cream before I started to go down that road again but I couldn't stop myself.

Through this whole summer I had thought we had been getting pretty close and that maybe the feeling was mutual in some ways. Although I could never really tell because things were still like the old days, when we both didn't sleep with a cross around our neck of course. Xander had to of said something in my process of thinking but I must of missed it somehow.

"What was that?"

I titled my head as I looked at him. He had a small strand of hair that laid on his face and I felt something bold and not like me take over my body. I put my hand out then through his hair to make sure that no other strand would dare move. I felt as though there was a rush of adrenaline but as I drew my hand back I started to feel his stick gel over all my hand.