Title: Chocolate
Author: BuffyRipper
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Rated: Hmm... PG-13?
Disclaimer: Not mine. <pout> Wonderful Joss-God and Co have it. They suck.
Authors Note: I wrote this in response to a LiveJournal Buffy/Giles community challenge... I don't remember which one. 500 words or less.
Summary: An argument results in chocolate comfort.

"But, Buffy... I'm not sure I understand."

"What's not to understand? We're through. Over. Finished."

"I can't believe that. What you two have is special and wonderful. Why is it over?"

Buffy took a deep breath. * I can do this. I can tell her what happened... can't I? Wait, what am I thinking... of course I can. Willow's my bestest friend in the world. I can tell her anything. *

"He doesn't love me, Wil."

"WHAT?!?!?! Did he tell you that?"

"He didn't have to. I can tell."

"Uh uh. I refuse to believe it unless he comes out and says it... with witnesses. Possibly with a notary on hand, too."

Just then the phone rang. Buffy was to busy devouring the triple chocolate fudge ripple to bother picking up, so it was left to Willow.

"Hello? Giles? Yeah, she's here, but I don't think she's in a mood to talk. Wanna tell me what happened? Uh huh... Ohh.... Ok, yeah. I can see why... Don't you think you should tell her that, and not me? I'll try, hang on a sec." Willow pulled the phone away from her head and covered the mouthpiece with her hand. "Buffy, he wants to talk to you, and I think you two have a lot of discussing to do."

"But..."

"No buts. Resolve face. Speak." And with that she handed the phone to the Slayer.

"Hello? No, Giles, I don- Can't you tell me over the phone? Oh. Well, ok. Uh, yeah. Give me a few minutes. OK, bye."

"Well????"

"He wants to explain what happened and he wants to do it in person. So, I'm going over and listening."

"Good. Go. Now. Shoo."

Fifteen minutes later, in front of Giles' apartment.

/Knock, knock\

Giles opened the door and pulled Buffy in.

"What was that all about?"

"What was what all about?"

"You storming off earlier. Why?"

Rather than answer, Buffy simply walked over to the coffee table and picked up the real estate guide. Then, her control slipped and she threw it at him.

"Ack! Buffy..."

"No. You can't get out of this one. You were gonna leave and you weren't even planning on telling me."

"Buffy, where would I go?"

"I dunno. Back to England, or... I don't know."

"Darling, why would I have a Sunnydale Real Estate book if I were going back to England?"

"Ok, so you're not going there, but you're moving to somewhere in ... the ... same... town. Ok, now I feel stupid. But you still didn't tell me about it."

"Well, the reason I didn't tell you about it was that it was supposed to be a surprise."

"A surprise?"

"Yes. Now I shall have to give it to you early."

He gently placed his hand over her eyes and told her not to peek.

"I'll just be a minute."

Giles took a few steps away and walked around her in a circle.

"Ok, you can open your eyes."

When she opened them, she saw a kneeling Giles holding a ring box.

"Wha-?"

"Buffy, I-I was going to wait until I had the perfect moment, but living on the hellmouth, I suppose that a perfect moment is to much to hope for. I love you. I want you in my life for as long as you'll have me. Be it one year, or- or fifty. Would you marry me?"

"Giles."

"Is that a yes?"

"Yes!"

As he slipped the ring onto her finger, their lips met in a passionate kiss.

"Triple chocolate fudge ripple?"

"Yep. And I have some more stashed on your freezer. I'm just thinking about how good triple chocolate fudge ripple Watcher would taste."

For her thoughts, Buffy was rewarded with the finest Ripper grin she'd ever seen.

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