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First of all, just let me take a moment to let all of you that have responded to my story know how much I appreciate your reviews. I never expected anyone to really like my work, so in a word I am PSYCHED!!!!! Alright, it�s out of my system (hardly). And another thing that I guess I should point out for legal reasons and all that. I do not actually own the rights to any of the characters of this story. Joss Whedon and those wonderful people at Mutant Enemy are the creators of all things Buffy. But if I did own William and Xander�oh the possibilities.

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Chapter Five

William peered through the round window of the Sunnydale Prep library. He spotted his cousin Wesley staking books to a rolling cart at the front end of the room. To be honest, the older man was William�s idol. Wesley was tall, fit, and quite frankly strikingly handsome. He hade an edgy look, like a cool Pierce Brosnan. Damn! William thought to himself. The chap even makes wearing specs seem sexy. Wesley was charming, witty, and a brainiac. He could have any girl that he wanted, yet William�s cousin Wesley had eyes for only one man.

Wesley, had met and instantly fallen for Charles Gunn while in college at UCLA. Charles had been there on a basketball scholarship. He had sought Wesley�s tutorage for help with Psych and the two had fallen for one another instantly. Wesley was surprised to find that Charles, or Gunn an he preferred to be called, was totally open about his sexuality. It didn�t hurt that Gunn stood well over six feet tall and was built out of over two hundred pounds of pure muscle. The two became a couple and had been together ever since. Uncle Ethan had nearly had a coronary when Wesley brought the basketball player home for Christmas break. Tension had ran high in the Rayne household for a few days. Wesley had thought that his stepfather was being a racist bigot, and had made his thoughts known. He was embarrassed to find that his stepda�s anger was not aimed at the fact that Gunn was black. Hell his sister in law, Olivia was a lovely woman whom he openly admired. Ethan was hurt that his stepson, the young man that he had raised from infancy and thought of as his own, had never told him that he was gay. Everyone had always assumed that the handsome boy liked girls. Wesley didn�t exactly come out of the closet to his family. He just thought that everyone knew. After all his half sister Dru and his Cousin William had figured it out soon enough. Once Ethan and Wesley had spent a couple of hours locked away in the family study catching up with one another�s lives, Charles Gunn was readily accepted into the Rayne-Giles family. Gunn and Wes had been living together happily as partners for five years now.

William envied his cousin�s life. He loved Wesley like the big brother that he never had but oh what he wouldn�t do to have a life like his. On this thought, William pushed open the swinging doors to the library. He walked in morosely, and plopped down into a chair by where Wes stood. He sat quietly picking at nonexistent flecks of lint on his trouser leg. Wesley chose to ignore his presence for a number of seconds. Finally he turned to his young cousin with a grin.

�So Mate, what is it today.� God this boy is going to get me sacked one of these days. He waited patiently for an answer. I can just see the wheels turning. He laughed to himself as he took in the pathetic image of misery that William was trying to attempt! This kid�. I swear�

William considered keeping up his charade for a bit before shaking off the feeling. Screw it! I�ll be honest. �Oh balls Wes! Those bloody wankers Angel and his crew stole my bag and threw my stuff on the school roof. It weren�t me fault this time. Honest!� He then sank down into his seat now truly miserable, wallowing in self pity.

Damn American riffraff! If Wesley knew one thing about his cousin, it was that William hated to appear weak in front of others. Welsey bent down in front of William catching his eyes before answering. � William, I�ve told you that Gunn would be too happy to train you in self defense. All you have to do is ask.� He was taken aback as tears started to form in Williams crystal blue eyes. He pulled the sensitive young man into a hug.

�I know Cousin Wes.� William hiccupped between tears. �I-I j-j--just hate t-t-t-�ARGH!� William pulled himself from the protective embrace and flung himself back in his chair causing it to screech on the uncarpeted section of the floor. He sat with his arms spread wide and his head thrown back. His eyes were shut tight, and angry tears fell while he fought to get control over his emotions. Wesley wanted to nothing more at that moment than to go find the teenage punks that had caused his cousin pain. He wanted to cause them physical pain to rival that of the emotional stress which they had caused his William. If I weren�t a member of this bloody faculty I�d have their arses! I swear I would! Bloody gits!

�William,� he said softly. �Why don�t you go shut your bag in the back room.� Welsey knew that leaving the room for a few moments would allow William sufficient time to regain his bearings.

� I think I can write you an excuse from your classes if you can assist me with returning all this mess to the shelves.,� he pointed at the stacks of books on the cart and on the counter beside him.

William opened his eyes and drew a shaky breath. He sniff a couple of times before standing. William gathered his things and walked around the counter towards the librarian�s back office. He stopped short of going through the door said in a barely audible voice, �Thanks Cousin Wes.�

Wesley waited until William had gone through the door before he sighed, �Anytime brother. Anytime.�

The rest of the school day was rather uneventful. At lunch William had went outside to sit under the shade of his favorite tree. His friend Daniel Osborne, Oz, for short, plopped down beside him not too long after.

�Dude.� Oz greeted him in his quiet, simple matter of speaking. �Was sup.�

Yeah Daniel Osborne was a man of few words. No one can ever tell this bloke to put a sock in it. William thought to himself with mild amusement.

�Missed you in class.� Oz said as he pulled out a pear from his backpack. �Ms. Calendar is going to have your ass if she doesn�t get your essay.�

William groaned. �Shite!� He�d totally forgot that it was pass due. �Mate let me borrow your notes? I�m almost done, I just need to tweak it up a bit.� Oz took a moment to study his friend.

This kid is such a mess. He took in Williams typical state of dishevelment Loose curls escaping the ponytail, shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves rolled up. He shook his head and smiled fondly. Gotta dig him though.

�Dude how are the lyrics coming?� Oz inquired.

William shrugged. �They�re coming along I suppose.� He knew that Oz and Devon were counting on him writing a song for the upcoming dance. They wanted to put some deeper felling into their sound. Williams journal had produced some of the better received songs played by their band, The Dingoes.

Lately William had been preoccupied with other things to focus much on the lyrics truth be told. Other things like one gorgeous blond man�.�Shite!� William checked the time on his watch and blanched. �Fuck, I gotta bail mate.� Oz looked on with his typical stoicism.

�Sure man. Whatever.� He reclined back on his elbows and continued to munch way at his pear.

William jumped to his feet and grabbed his things. �I�ll check in with you guys later alright?� He started to jog his way off the campus. He met up with His best friend Faith at the coffee shop two blocks up the road. Once she spotted William she made a big show of pointing at her wrist and throwing her hands up in exasperation.

�I know!� William whined, never breaking stride. �Let�s go. We�re gonna be late.�

�We�re gonna be late!� Faith replied in a huff. No he freakin didn�t! �I was here Buddy. Where the hell were you?� She said jogging beside him to keep up with his pace.

�Whatever ya wench.� he laughed. Figures she would say something.

�Let�s just get there OK?�

They made it to the park in good time. They sat down on the bench where William and Lindsey had met day prior and tried to recompose themselves before the older man made his appearance. They sat for over forty-five minute waiting for the illusive figure to immerge from the trees. After the first twenty minutes Faith had sensed that she would not be meeting Lindsey that day. After forty minutes, William knew that he had been stood up.

She must think I�m a real loser. God, this is embarrassing. He looked down at his scuffed dress shoes. They need a good polishin�. He thought offhandedly. Headedaded facing his best friend. Before he could say a word he felt Faith�s small hand slip into his own,. She gave it a reassuring squeeze.

�Hey,� she said softly, without a hint of reproach. �Let�s go home.�

The two friends stood and walked the distance home, hand in hand in silence.
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