Title: Choices 1/21
Author: Tori Deathangel
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: B/G
Disclaimer: It's all Joss/Mutant Enemy. But without him where would
our Giles be??
Distribution: If you want it take it
"So tell me more about this mystery man." Willow welcomed the chance to talk to her best friend. They haven't talked in a long awhile.
Buffy wasn't sure how Willow would react to what she was about to tell her. "Um… I found someone who makes me comfortable when I'm with him, he's also kinda like a warm security blanket. He respects me. Doesn't want to push anything on me."
"You and Giles finally got together Great!"
"Um no, Will. Giles? He only sees me as a daughter, maybe as a friend…."
"Buffy, you are sooooo wrong. Are you really that blind????"
"Hunh?"
"Giles almost went back to London because you weren't in his life anymore. Then there has been the looks when you two were around…"
"There were looks???"
Willow nodded, "And the depression he got into when you weren't there. I know not very tale tell signs, but you can read his body language when you two are together."
"Oh." Buffy's eyes widened, "OOOOOhhh." She got up and paced the room, "Truth Will….. I had feelings for him when we went up against the Master and then the feelings got tossed around for awhile and the prom, he was so…. So good looking, major yummy factor going," her friend could only with the prom statement as Buffy continued, "I was just afraid, you know. I've messed everything else up in my life, I was just afraid of loosing him." Buffy paced the room unsure of what to do. She loved both men. She decided to figure it out later, "You'll meet him at the Bronze tonight."
"Tonight tonight?"
"Yes tonight, this very night why?"
"Um Giles is coming tonight too."
"FUCK!"
At the Bronze the Scoobies laughed and fritted about when Giles came up to them.
"Hello all. Buffy how are you? And where's your date that Willow said you would be bringing?"
"I…. Um….. he's getting drinks for us." No sooner had she said that did he come. "Um Giles this is Charles."
He looked at him with disdain. <Bloody hell he's my age! The ponce! I thought she never want to be with someone as old as me. Fuck this! He won't be with her for long. No more seconds for Ripper. Not this time! >
The two men looked each other over, both very British, tall and handsome. Willow accidentally spilled her drink on Charles.
"Oh dear."
"Don't worry luv, I'll just go have this cleaned up."
Giles pushed back from the table, "Allow me to help you."
Buffy was shocked, "Wow, Giles is taking this well."
In the washroom, Giles shoved the wanker against the wall. "I don't
know what bloody game your playing, but she's under my protection.
Besides I rather fancy her myself, if you value your life, be
somewhere…else…. Like another continent."
"Sorry old man, I don't know what your deal is with her, but in case you haven't noticed she's mine now."
The frustrations of the day came out as he started to pummel Charles, getting a few punches landed on him as well. "Buffy belongs to no one." Slamming a few more punches, and a kick for good measure. Now leave and don't come back."
Charles looked at him and left the bathroom.
"Ta mate." He smiled at himself as he left; now he'll have his chance.
"Sorry Buffy, but this isn't really my place, I have to go."
"Go??? Go where?" She looked at him, noticing the blood on him, then at Giles, "What the hell did you do?"
"Buffy…." He regretted doing this to her, for being so selfish. He saw her run off after him. < What have I done? Dear God, what have I done? > he hung his head in shame and the Scoobies tried to console him, but it was no use and so he left.
Giles sat at home drinking straight out of the bottle thinking… well of everything…. How he failed her during the test, how worried he was when she disappeared to LA, when she persisted on seeing that monster Angel after what he did to him, how he pushed her away when Olivia was around. He's caused he so much pain and he had scarred her happiness away.
<Great going ole man. You want her so badly that you'll make her miserable just to do it.> He got up and flung the bottle at the wall, smashing into several pieces. <Sod it all! She can't possible ever want to see my face again.> He grabbed his keys and left out. Started his car and proceeded down the street in a zig zag pattern