A/N:BTW: Angel does not have PMS for all of you questioners. Sorry it's been so long since I updated. But here's the new chapter. Also, they're now in France.
Buffy sat on the bed of room 124 in the Royal Cardinal in Paris. She had her own room for a few nights now and they were about to go out on the town so to speak. They were allowed to go out without a chaperone now that they were seniors but had to at least be in groups of four people. Could be more but no less.
"Are you ready?"Willow poked her head into Buffy's room.
"Yeah. How do I look?"Buffy was dressed in blue jean overalls and a white shirt.
"No."
"No? No what?"
"The clothes are all wrong. All of your clothes are all wrong. Your daddy isn't here to punish you for looking sexy. Come with me."She grabbed Buffy's hand and pulled her next door to hers and Amy's room.
"I don't do sexy. Sexy looks strange on me."Buffy complained as Willow fumbled through her bag.
"Here."She handed Buffy a red halter top and a black mini-skirt,"I have shoes to match in my closet."She picked out black slide on's and handed them to her,"When you're done getting dressed, come back here. I'm going to do your hair and make-up."
"Okay."Moments later Buffy was back in Willow's hotel room and she was gawking at her,"What?"
"I thought sexy didn't work for you?"
"I look good?"
"Duh. I don't even need to do your hair or make-up. Wait. Amy!"Willow stuck her head out of the door and called down the hall.
"Huh?"She rushed out of Tara's room and was looking flustered.
"Come tell me what you think of Buffy."Amy went into their room and turned silent.
"If me and Tara weren't together."Amy whispered then they all giggled.
"Well are you two ready?"
"Yeah."
"Buffy go get Xander and Oz, I'll go get Anya."
"What about Doyle?"Amy asked her.
"We broke up."
"Again?"
"Well, he broke up with me. He thinks I like An--Liam."
"Who?"
"Liam.....Angel!"
"Oh. Right. Well, I'll go get Tara."She winked at Buffy and they went their seperate ways.
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Later that night
"Jeez Buff, none of these French guys can stop looking at you."
"It's Willow's fault. She made me wear this."
"Gotta say, you look hot."Xander laughed then Anya hit him on the arm,"Hahaha, ow."
"Bonjour."A French man, teenager to be more correct came up to Buffy and smiled at her.
She smiled back and replied,"Bonjour."
"You are American?"
"Yes."Buffy looked at Willow and smiled.
"Would you like a tour guide?"He had the sexyest French accent.
"Umm....I'm not sure."Willow poked Buffy in the side and Buffy quickly changed her mind,"Of course." She smiled politely and walked off with him.
"My name's Pierre."
"Well, Pierre, my name is Buffy."Pier chuckled,"What's so funny?"
"Is Buffy really your name?"
She playfully hit him,"Yes. Me and my friends...we were gonna go to a club--Le Putine`? Do you know where that is?"
"Yes. My older brother works there."
"BTW--"
"B..T..W..?"
"My bad, American speak, by the way, how old are you?"
"I'm eighteen, about to be nineteen. And you?"
"I am seventeen, 'bout to be eighteen in three months."
"Oh..."
"Is there a problem?"
"Just, I don't know if like you older men?"
"Yes. The boys in my grade are so non mûr."
"You speak French?"
"Some. Not much, immature came easily when they taught it. I took advanced classes in middle school."
"Middle school?"
"Junior High. The school before high school. It probably isn't here in France."
"Hmm....well, here we are."Pierre held the door open for her and she stepped inside.
"Bonjour, Markee."He whispered something in French to the bouncer and followed Buffy in,"Would you like to dance."
The music was loud and fast, kind of like at the Bronze,"Sure."He led Buffy to the dance floor and started dancing. He was a great dancer. Buffy kept up though. She felt eyes that weren't Pierre's on her and turned to look at Angel staring at her from the bar.
`Oh boy. Is he looking at me?`Buffy thought and turned back to Pierre.She turned her back to him and was staring into Angel's eyes and he was staring right back.
Noticing how the girls around her were dancing and she copied them. Buffy began grinding her butt against Pierre's groin and she could've sworn Angel's eyes grew darker.
He stomped away from the bar and was heading towards Buffy and Pierre.
She immediatly stopped dancing and turned back towards Pierre,"I gotta go."She kissed him on the cheek and headed for the door. When she got there, the bouncer didn't move away but blocked the entire door with his large frame,"Excuse me. I need to leave."
"No, no, no. Monsieur Pierre said you can't leave without him. I must follow orders."
"Please."
"No! Now be off."
Buffy walked back to Pierre who was standing by the bar with two drinks,"I was just about to come find you."
"The guy at the door, says you told him I can't leave without you."
"Right. What's wrong?"
"I need to go back to the hotel."
"No, you're coming home with me."
"What?"Buffy said shocked.
"If you're ready to go then lets go."
"I have to use the restroom."
"Okay."He waited there and she went to find someone she knew. Saddly, no one was there except Angel. She turned around and he was right there.
"Liam! Thank the Lord. I need your help."
"Why don't you go ask your new French boyfriend."He said coldly and almost walked away but Buffy’s dainty hand grabbed his arm.
"He's the problem. He told the bouncer that I can't leave the club without him and he told me that I was going home with him. Please help me. None of my friends are here."
"Fine."He pressed his lips against hers and they started walking towards the door. She moaned a few times then pulled off.
"What are you doing?"She whispered wiping her lips.
"The bouncer won't recognize you now kiss me before he does."He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist
"Wait a second."The bouncer stopped them.
"What is it?"Angel asked as Buffy buried her face into his neck and started kissing it.
"Let me see her face. She looks like someone who is supposed to be here."
"Come on. I'm about to get laid. Help me out here."
"Fine. Go and don't come back. i know who she is but she must not want to be with Monsieur Pierre."
Angel dropped Buffy and they ran out the door,"Thank you so much."Buffy said smiling.
"For what?"
"Getting me outta there. And..."She looked into his eyes,"kissing me."
"Huh?"
"Well, no one ever kissed me like that before. It was amazing."She smiled shyly and walked away.
For a moment, he stood there dumbstruck, then ran after her,"Buffy wait!"
"Please don't do this."
"I'm sorry."
"Okay. For what?"Buffy knew why he was sorry but she wanted to hear him say it.
"For saying everything I said. For acting the way I did. For kissing you without warning. for falling in love with you."
"What?"
"Buffy, ever since that first day I saw you reading the bible, I was in love. When I saw you naked--"
"Oh well of course. That'll make any guy fall in love."
"No. That--I--it was a mistake. But, oh God. That didn't do anything except, I don't know. Then when I saw you with that guy, I was furious. I know that you were running away from me but I was going to leave so I didn't have to watch your show."
"I'm sorry. Please, just, go. I need to go too. Angel, I--" He cut her off with a kiss and it was amazing. It felt like time stopped and all the people in the streets were gone and there was nothing that could stop them. It was like there was no need for oxygen because their kiss lasted for a good ten minutes. When Buffy finally pulled away, they were both gasping.
"Sorry."
"Don't be."She gave him a peck on the lips and grasped his hand. For such a tiny person she had quite a grip,"Walk with me?"
"Always."Angel wrapped his hand around Buffy's and they started walking back to the hotel.
"What are people gonna think?"She asked him.
"I don't care."He replied and she smiled,"What is up with your outfit?"
"You don't like it?"
"You look like Cordelia."
"That's a bad thing?"Buffy asked confused.
"I prefer the normal you."He smiled at her and she smiled back.
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In Buffy's Hotel Room
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"Umm........do you want some music?"Buffy asked Angel while they sat on her bed.
"Sure."He replied calmly whereas Buffy was more nervous than she ever had been before.
She turned on her Sarah McLachlain CD and turned it to Fallen and started singing along with it,"Heaven bend to take my hand and lead me through the fire be the long awaited answerto a long and painful fight truth be told I've tried my best but somewhere along the way I got caught up in all there was to offer and the cost was so much more than I could bear though I've tried, I've fallen... I have sunk so low I have messed up better I should know so don't come round here and tell me I told you so..."
"Wow."Angel whispered.
"Wow what?"Buffy chuckled.
"You have the most amazing voice I've ever heard."
"Thanks."She shut the door and sat on the bed next to Angel and kissed him softly on the lips then pressed her body against his and let his tounge explore her mouth. She started working the buttons on his shirt and removed it.
"Wait. Buffy are you sure you're ready for this?"Angel pulled away and asked her.
"I think I am."She took off the already baring shirt while he removed his pants and boxer/briefs then she removed her skirt and underware,"Wow."
"We've used that word a lot tonight but wow wow explains your body."
"And yours."They crawled under the covers and he slowly slid into her. She winced in pain.
"Are you okay?"He asked quietly.
"Yeah."He started kissing down her neck and into the valley of her breasts. Then they made love all night.
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