1A/n This is my second story my first one I just didn't finish but I promise I'll finish this
Chapter 1 The meeting
"God I hate Sunnydale" xander said to himself. He was on his way to the Bronze. He was a 16 year old junior and only one really close friend to speak of, Willow. But of course she had to go a head and Xander couldn't find her.
"Hello" a voice said behind Xander.
It was a tall man with the brownest eyes and the palest skin. He was wearing a leather jacket and black slacks. In Xander's opinion he was the sexiest thing he has every seen.
"So would you like to dance?"
"Here" Xander was very worried about dancing with a man in the Bronze but he would be terrified to go outside with him. He heard of the stories where people just killed with weird marks on their skin.
"Well we could go outside, if you want to."
"I don't think that's a very good idea. I don't even know who you are"
"My name is Angel" The muscular brown eyed man said. "If that's not enough well I could come back tomorrow and you could be here..."
"I don't know if that's such a good idea either."
"Well how bout this I could kiss you right now and then you could see if you trust me." As he said this the man named Angel's eyes turned a lighter brown.
"O-okay." The kiss was wonderful, Xander thought. It was like electricity was transferring in him from Angel. He nearly fainted but two strong arms caught him.
"Wow" As they both said this Xander noticed that mostly no one was looking at them which was a relief.
"SO now do you want to get out of here?" Angel asked with his puppy dog eyes on Xander.
SO they went out of the overly crowded Bronze and came up to a beautiful black car. Angel, being the gentlemen opened the car door for Xander. Xander of course blushed.
"Look there's something I have to tell you. But it's really hard to say this." Angel took in a few breaths.
"Are you actually straight or something and are gonna beat the shit out of me the next chance you get." Xander tried to kid but it was a true d fear for him. Angel's eyes were laced with disbelief.
"No, no it's not like that but you'll probably go running."
"Just tell me"
"I'm a vampire."