Title: Rain Falls On The Just

Author: Jeffrey Patrick

Type: B/X... As if it was in question...

Description: Buffy's feelings for Xander awaken, just as everyone's favorite soulboy has a life changing experience. Set a few years in the future, it is a story of conflicting emotions, angst and the search for happiness. Oh, and cheese.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but a scale model of Barbara Streisand carved from Tofu and a recurring case of the "dangling chads." Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy and the WB own the Buffster and all related characters. It's their train. I just derail it.


"You ever get tired of this, Xan?" Buffy asked, as they patrolled Shady Rest Cemetery.

Xander took another sip of his iced mocha. "Nope. I'm a coffee fiend."

"So NOT what I meant," she smiled. "I meant the patrolling... the lack of normality."

"Are you kidding? I wouldn't know normal if it bit me. This is the Hellmouth, Buffy. Normal is abnormal here, and vice versa. You know this."

"Yeah. I also know that I'm trapped here until my clock runs out. I just don't want you to waste your life away, when you could have something better."

"What's better than spending a Friday night out with the Buffster? It's not like we'll be overrun by vamps. They usually don't pop up until Tuesdays around 7pm."

"You noticed that, did you?"

"Yeah. Strange, huh? Also, the fact that I get a strong sense of deja vu during the summer."

She smiled. "I'm serious. You could have a life."

He stopped and took her hand. She looked up into his eyes and found she was blushing. It was happening more and more. Their friendship had matured since Willow moved to Seattle. They were becoming something more, and they both knew it. "Listen to me, Miss Summers," Xander said, getting a serious look. "I'll say this one more time. There is nowhere else I would rather be than where you are."

"You mean that?" she asked, laying her head against his chest.

"Well, I'm not here for my health."

She laughed and looked up at him, her lips dangerously close to his. "Do you know what I would like?"

"I'm gonna go out on a limb and say we probably aren't thinking of the same thing," he said with a smile.

"You never know," she replied with a wink. She turned around and started walking again. "You never know."

Xander ran to catch up with her. "That was just mean."

"It was, wasn't it?" She stopped and looked at him. He found it made him a little uncomfortable. She had never looked at him that way before. "How 'bout I make it up to you?"

"How are you gonna...?"

"Shhh," she said, just before touching her lips gently to his. Her arms found their way around his neck, as his slipped behind the small of her back. He pulled her gently to him, and found no resistance. The moment was theirs, and it was a great one.

"Damn," Angel muttered under his breath. "I almost forgot the necklace."

"Nope," Cordelia said. "Packed. Leather satchel. Left pocket."

"You're the best."

"I know."

"Are you certain you want to make this trip so soon?" Wesley asked. "You still haven't fully recovered from the battle with the Agri'bon demon."

"I'm fine," Angel said. "Better than fine. C'mon... Did you honestly think I wouldn't make this my first priority?"

"The priority is not the issue," Wesley said. "Your health is."

"I'll be fine," Angel said. "You guys call Gunn if anything comes up."

"Will do," Cordelia said.

"Good," Angel said with a smile. "Then I'm on my way to Sunnydale. And if all goes according to plan, I won't be coming back alone."

Buffy continued kissing Xander as he tried desperately to open the door behind her. When it opened, they both fell into his bedroom. The kissing continued on the floor. Buffy began kissing his neck.

"Any minute now," Xander whispered. "You're gonna realize this is me and get the heck out of Dodge. I foresee great frustration."

"I'm not going anywhere," she whispered back. "I know who you are. I want you." She climbed on top of him and began unbuttoning his shirt.

"Whoa, Nelly," Xander said, grabbing her wrists. "Slow down just a sec."

Buffy looked confused, but she climbed off of him. "What's wrong?"

"It's just... I don't know. I want you. I do, but..." He got to his feet and helped her up. "Not like this," he said. "I don't want us to regret anything."

"I won't," she said, slipping her arms around him. "I promise."

"But I might," he said. He pulled her close to him. "I don't want to lose you. In fact, I desperately want to build something with you. I'm concerned that the bedroom may not be the place to start."

"Good point," she said, suddenly embarrassed. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I was right there with you. I just... Let's take things a little slower."

"Deal," she said, kissing him softly. "How about a date?"

"Dating is of the good."

"Then tomorrow. We'll make a day of it." She took his hand and pulled him back toward the front door. "As for now, I better go while we can still control ourselves."

"Agreed," he said with a smile. "But allow me to say that the thought of you staying the night... not a bad thought."

"I know what you mean," she said. She kissed him again, slowly and passionately. "Until tomorrow."

Xander watched her walk down his hallway and disappear around the corner. A smile crept across his face. "Well, that only took ten years."

Angel fought the temptation to find Buffy immediately. It would be better if he waited. He knew it was true. He pulled his car into the parking lot of the Sunnydale Inn. After booking himself a room, he called Giles.

"Hello," the Watcher answered.

"Giles, it's Angel."

"Is something wrong?" Giles asked, his voice taking on a worried tone.

"No. Not at all. I just got into town with a surprise for Buffy. Is there anyway that you can help me?"

"O-of course. What do you need?"

"I just need you to get Buffy to your place around 2pm tomorrow. Tell her it's an emergency. Official Slayer business."

"Do I get to know what the surprise is?" Giles asked.

"You'll know tomorrow."

"Fair enough."

"Thanks, Giles."

"You sound quite excited about this surprise," the Watcher noted.

"I am," Angel replied. "This is gonna be great."

The next day, Xander arrived at Buffy's to pick her up. Joyce answered the door and ushered him into the living room. Moments later, Buffy strolled into the room. She was gorgeous.

"Yowza," Xander said. "What did I do to deserve a date with a goddess?"

"You stopped me from going way too far way too fast," she said. "Despite the fact that I really, really wanted to."

He smiled. "Maybe someday... we can... have a sleepover."

"Will I get to paint your nails?"

"Hey, whatever turns you on," he joked. "So where to?"

"I'm not in charge of this date," Buffy said. "But I did get a call from Giles wanting me to show up at his place at 2 o'clock for Slayer business. That gives us a few hours to kill. Then, you can tag along to Giles' so we can pick up the date from there."

"Sounds like a plan. But I have to ask something, since my mother isn't here to do it."

She grinned. "What's that?"

He did his best screeching mother voice. "Exactly what are your intentions with my boy?"

"Honestly?" She put her arms around him. "To convince him beyond any shadow of a doubt that I am, in fact, falling desperately in love with him."

Xander swallowed hard. She leaned closer. Then his mother's voice came out again. "Do you have a good job?"

Buffy laughed so hard that she thought her sides would split open. Once the laughter had ceased, Xander kissed her passionately. "I love you too, Buff. Always have."

"Then let's go start being an us," she said with a smile. "To the Slayermobile!"

Two hours later, Giles opened the door to find Buffy and Xander. "Xander, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Sorry, G-man. We were hanging out, so I tagged along," he replied.

"We were NOT hanging out," Buffy said. "We were on a date."

"A date?" Giles seemed suddenly confused. "As in..."

"A social appointment, engagement, or occasion arranged with a person of the opposite sex. See romance," Buffy said with a grin.

Giles looked shocked.

"Relax," Xander said. "I didn't have a whammy put on her or anything. So where's the fire?"

"Fire?" Giles repeated absentmindedly.

"The Slayer business you called me about," Buffy reminded. "That reared its ugly head in the middle of my date."

"Oh, yes. That."

"Suspense building," Xander mumbled. "Losing patience."

"We're waiting on someone else to arrive," Giles explained.

"Who?" Buffy asked. "Wills? Is she back?"

"No. I've been asked not to say anything."

"And you're doing a bang-up job," Xander quipped. No sooner was that said, than there came a knock at Giles' door. "You want me to get it?"

"Let me," Buffy said, pushing past them both. She threw the door open, and was shocked to see her old flame, standing in the light of day. "Angel."

He looked at her with the biggest smile she had ever seen him wear. "In the living, breathing, mortal flesh," he said. "The debt's been paid. I'm human again."

To Be Continued... If I get some feedback, that is.