Little Soul | By : KagetsuAsame Category: BtVS AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 8178 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I don’t own nor will
I ever nor do I make anything from the writing of this.
Sorry it’s taken awhile, I’m suffering from writer’s block so it’s
taking me a bit to get done. Anyway, I hope
you enjoy this part, let me know what you think and have a great day.
He
had graduated for the second time in his life and had already been admitted
into Sunnydale’s branch of the University of California. Buffy was off with her father in LA for the
summer and he was staying with Giles until he could move into the dorms. The attacks had gotten worse and he had hardly
gotten any sleep in the past couple of weeks.
Angelus was a nightly visitor; he talked to him quietly or drew the teen
as he curled in pain. Riley was happy it
hadn’t gotten so bad that he couldn’t make snide quips back at the vampire, at
least he felt partially vindicated in that respect. The master vampire just smirked as the teen
mocked him and either went back to what he was saying or returned to his
drawing. He kept Giles updated on his
situation, assuring him that Angelus hadn’t asked for entrance, he tended to
talk about when the young man was possessed, and how much he had enjoyed
dominating him, and what he was going to do when Riley finally relented. Things had died down since the Master had
been killed; Willow and Xander had been doing a bit of patrolling while Riley
continued to attempt to prevent them from knowing what was going on with him.
It
was still a few weeks before he would be moving into the dorms and Angelus was
sitting outside the window, paper and charcoal in hand, “I prefer seeing you
writhing in pleasure instead of pain.” He stated, his eyes flicking to him as
the charcoal moved over the vellum before him.
A
soft pant escaped Riley’s lips as he glared at him from his curled up position
on the floor, “Screw you.”
He
chuckled softly, shaking his head, “I’m the one that will be doing the
screwing, boy.” He paused, looking thoughtful, “Why don’t you strip for me? Let me see you naked.”
The
comment caught him by surprise and he found his fingers moving up to the
buttons on his shirt. His shirt was half
off before he stopped himself, his chest bared to the vampire’s gaze. The pain had dwindled slightly as he had done
what Angelus wanted but it returned the moment he stopped.
“Well,
that’s a start I suppose.” He went back to his drawing, capturing the naked
planes and lines of his torso, “Unbutton your pants.” The order was spoken
absently as he drew. His body responded
before he could react, his fingers deftly undid the button fly on his jeans,
revealing the grey underwear he had on, “It’s been months that you’ve been
resisting me, giving in a little bit won’t hurt, in fact you’ll feel better for
it.”
Riley
shook his head, the pain had lessened but he wasn’t about to admit that to the
vampire. It was nearing dawn when
Angelus finished his sketch and slipped it into the room, this was the first
one he had left behind. When the pain
finally subsided he took the time to look at it. Angelus had captured him perfectly except the
pain he knew had been etched on his face was replaced by obvious pleasure. He glared at it, his hands shaking in anger,
he hated that he had done what the vampire had commanded. It was getting to the point where he wasn’t
sure if he could resist giving him an invitation, he needed to tell Giles. Quickly he folded the drawing, shoving it
into his bag before heading down to the kitchen. Giles wasn’t up yet but water had been set to
heat so tea could be made. Since coming
to stay with the Englishman he had taken to drinking tea, especially in the
morning and before night.
Slowly
he sipped at his cup, the bittersweet taste soothing and relaxing his body and
mind. It would be safer if he left, if
he returned to Angelus or was at least away so he didn’t endanger anyone else. Of course Giles wouldn’t let him; he had said
once that he wouldn’t let Riley sacrifice himself, that he would do what he
could to help him. He shook his head,
was halfway through his second cup when Giles came in, pouring his own cup from
what the teen had already steeped and prepared.
No words passed between them as they sipped their tea. Every morning it was the same, Riley would
come down, prepare the tea, they would then sit in silence until both of them
had at least two cups, after which they went over the events of the previous
night.
“I’m
worried.” He looked down at the dredges in his cup, “He made me do something,”
He quickly looked up, “not invite him in or anything but something small. I don’t want to put you at risk.” He sighed,
staring at his cup again.
Giles
laid his hand on his shoulder, “We’ve talked about this, Riley. I discovered some new information but it
needs further looking into. I should know
more tonight.”
“Thank
you, I don’t know how I can ever repay you, what you’ve done for me, it means a
lot.” He swallowed hard, “I don’t know what would have happened if Angelus
hadn’t decided to come here, where I would be now.”
“Everything
will be fine. I promise.”
Angelus
felt as though he had been amazingly patient and that patience was wearing thin
rather rapidly. Riley had disobeyed, had
gone against him as much as he could, and that was far too much for his liking. A soft growl escaped his lips as he made his
way through the mansion, morning had come and he wasn’t happy about being
cooped up, he would much rather torment his boy more but the California summer
wasn’t conducive to such things. He was
close to taking his frustrations out on the minions, especially the ones that
weren’t properly trained yet, acting as though they were still under the
Master. Drusilla had been in a sort of
funk lately, not that on a good day she was any less insane. She hardly let William near her, preferring to
speak to her dolls; Miss Edith seemed to get in trouble more than usual. He had overheard her speak of a kitten and
how William would soon have it wrapped around his finger and he wouldn’t need
her anymore. She didn’t seem upset that
she wouldn’t be around, that something was going to happen and if he didn’t
have the kitten it would break him.
Neither of them had been able to get any information from her about it,
the last time Will had attempted she had smiled and stroked his cheek, looking
rather sad as she did so regardless of the smile.
The
master vampire wanted someone to watch his boy, needed a human to do so, but it
would be difficult to find a human that could get close enough to watch him and
loyal enough to be trusted with this task.
Humans always had ulterior motives and this one would be no different,
so when a young human teen came to his door he was surprised to say the
least. It wasn’t every day that humans
willingly came into a vampire’s lair.
“Tell
me why I shouldn’t just have you killed?” Angelus questioned, looking over the
interloper.
“The
Slayer, I can get close to her, I know her.” He smirked slightly, looking sure
of himself, “I can bring her to you.”
He
looked thoughtful for a moment, “And what do you want?” Slowly he approached
the teen, “To come into my home I know that you want something in return for
doing this, something you want very badly to risk your life.”
He
didn’t back down, didn’t move when Angelus stood toe to toe with him, “I want
to become like you; I want to be a vampire.”
Immediately
he worked to stifle a laugh, “Let me see if I’ve got this straight, you want to
give me the Slayer and in return you want me to turn you.”
“Yes.”
He
couldn’t hold back his laughter; this was too perfect for words, “And what if I
wanted you to do something else? What if
I wanted you to bring me someone else?”
“Whatever
you want.” He smiled, “So, do we have a deal?”
Angelus
smirked, “Whatever I want.” He paused, “You still haven’t told me your name.”
“Ford.”
He held out his hand and the vampire took it, sealing their deal.
“There
is a ritual that can be performed to lessen the effects of his claim if not
completely remove it.” Giles had wrapped himself in his books again, looking
for a way to help Riley.
Riley
pushed aside the book he had been going through, “What do we need?”
“Most
of these ingredients I have, however the one that will be difficult to obtain
is going to be a vial of Angelus’ blood.”
“Try
impossible. There’s no way that we can
get that.” He sighed, laying his head on the table.
A
knock on the door made the blonde jump and move to answer it, not giving Giles
a chance, “Riley!” The moment Buffy saw him she launched herself at him,
wrapping her arms around him in a hug.
He
smiled, hugging her, “Welcome back home.
Did you have fun?”
“Of
course, how did it go while I was away?” She pulled back.
“Been
pretty quiet.” He motioned her into Giles’ home.
She
bounced in, smiling at her Watcher, “Giles!
Good to see you!”
“Buffy,
welcome back, it’s good to see you.” He paused, closing the book after slipping
a bookmark inside, “Going on patrol tonight?”
“Of
course.” She plopped down on the couch, “I had a great summer, by the way, no
vampires, no demons, just a normal summer.”
“I’m
glad you had a great summer.” Riley smiled, sitting beside her, “Ready for
school to start?”
She
made a face of disgust, “No but I’ll deal, hey, at least I can be normal for a
little bit.” She smiled, kissing his cheek, “I need to head home, had to come
see you first though.” She got to her feet and headed out, waving before
disappearing out the door.
Riley
turned his gaze to Giles, “So, a vial of Angelus’ blood?”
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