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Once More With Feeling	By : TiffersTaffy Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Giles Views: 4209 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5:
Confessing Our Love

Giles didn't know
how long he had laid awake on the couch, staring up at the celling
while his mind wondered endlessly up to Buffy's room. He wished he
had the courage to tell her all that was going on in his mind, and
in his heart. He hadn't felt such a pull towards a woman since
Jenny. And though he still missed and loved Jenny terribly, he
didn't want to live the rest of his life alone. And with the chance
that Buffy might feel something real as well. Well, it was all he
could do to keep from jumping off the couch and running up to her
room to see her again. As his thoughts passed through his head, he
felt his body begin to grow hot with the thoughts of kissing Buffy.
He also felt an erection beginning to rise from his pants. He
slapped himself, feeling dirty for thinking about her that way.

He shook his head
and sat up, losing the erection as fast as it had come. He knew how
the others would look at him whenever they found out about his
feelings. Dawn had been helpful, but Xander and Willow? Those two
would not be quite as keen the idea of him and Buffy being
together. Giles had felt these feelings for quite a while now. Ever
since Buffy had left for college, he had cared for her more deeply
than he had ever thought possible. And now when she was in pain and
needed someone to lean on, he hoped she would see how much he truly
did care for her.

After about an
hour of thoughts flying in an out of his head, he stood up and made
his way to the kitchen, needing a cup of tea. He began preparing
it, when he heard the footsteps coming down the staircase and into
the kitchen. He didn't need to turn around to see who it was, for
he knew those footsteps by heart. He turned with the tea in his
hand, as he saw Buffy standing in front of him. She was dressed in
a pair of black and white polk-a-doted pajamas, and her hair was
laying all messy down her back. She looked incredibly beautiful,
and he had never felt happier when she smiled at him.

"Hello,
Buffy. I thought you where taking a nap?"

"Giles, I'm
sorry...I just couldn't sleep."

She walked towards
him, standing only inches from him. His thoughts were racing. He
tried his best to stay completely himself, the nonchalant British
git who hardly ever showed his feelings. He had to keep a level
head in this situation even though he had this weak-in-the knees
feeling every time Buffy walked into a room. It was as though she
could take his breath away in one moment. She crossed her arms,
looking at him with a small smile on her face as she spoke.

"Actually, I
needed to talk to you about something."

"I'm all
ears, Buffy. What is it?"

She stood for a
moment, chewing on her bottom lips as thoughts raced through her
head. She had been up for a while, letting thoughts run through her
head. She didn't really know what to do next. A montage of Giles,
Dawn, Her friends, and her duties as the slayer had been running
through her head. She had done a lot of thinking. Frankly, it was
all she had been doing the last few days, and it was growing old.
She let out a breath, and looked up once more, taking a deep
breath.

"I have been
thinking about a lot of things lately...My mind has been fuzzy with
all the thoughts that fly through my mind."

"Buffy, it
perfectly normal to have things on your mind after something like
this."

She shook her head
and turned, walking towards the living room. Giles followed her
after putting his cup of tea down on the counter. Something was
troubling her greatly, and he would be there for her so that she
could explain what was wrong. She had sat down on the couch and he
quickly joined her, watching her with nothing but love and concern
in his eyes.

"Buffy, what
is it?"

"I think...I
want to quit."

He didn't
understand what she was talking about. Quit what? Quit with the
slaying? She couldn't just quit. Well, maybe she could, but he knew
she didn't really want to do that. It was just the stress talking.
She couldn't want to quit, not with Glory breathing down their
backs.

"Buffy, what
on earth are you talking about?"

"I've been
thinking about it, and I want to quit slaying. Giles...I'm afraid."

His look grew more
puzzled by the minute. What was going on in the mind of his slayer.
There was no way he may ever know, but he knew that he wanted her
to be happy, and if quitting was in her best interests, he may
allow her too. She stood up from the couch, as he looked up at her,
his eyes focused on her as always.

"I'm afraid,
that being the Slayer, is causing me to lose my ability to love.."

"Buffy, don't
be ridiculous. You love your family, and your friends."

"I'm talking
about intimate love, Giles."

His face grew red
as he realized she was talking about relationships with men, not
with her friends. He hadn't realized that that could become a
problem, but he was hoping it wasn't true. Because, Giles wanted
her to love him the way she loved Angel. If there was a problem
with her loving men, then how would she be able to love him? His
face grew somber for a minute, wishing that the silence would go
away.

"Giles?"

"Buffy, I've
never head of that before, but if you truly feel that way..."

"I don't
know. Just maybe being the perfect slayer means being too hard to
love at all. I already feel like I can say the words."

"Buffy –
"

Buffy stopped just
as he began to tell her that it would never be too hard to love
her. It would never be hard for someone to love Buddy. The words
that followed from her lips where the sweetest he had ever heard
form her. At least pertaining to him that is.

"Giles, I
love you. Love, love, love, love, love – Giles, it feels
strange."

He didn't really
no how to respond to her words. He opened his mouth to speak, but
before he could, she had turned around and sat back down on the
couch. It left him puzzled, but he would rather not go try to dwell
into Buffy's mind right away. She wasn't confessing anything. She
was just telling him how much she cared for him. Like a father. He
would always be, like a father. He sat down on the couch beside
her, distanced a little from her as he always was. He was lost in
his thoughts. But, as soon as Buffy placed a hand on his shoulder,
he was back towards reality.

"Giles, I do
love you. You know that, right?"

He nodded, his
pride still feeling a little hurt. He knew exactly how she loved
him, and he had been a stupid git to think that anything else would
come from there relationship. And a horny old man at that, but he
would rather not think about that. She moved closer to him, and his
face felt hot once again. What on earth was going on? Was he
dreaming? Had he fallen asleep or had he hit his head? He smiled,
reaching up to place a hand on her face as he had done many times
before.

"I love you
too, Buffy."

His eyes held a
little hint of worry, as well as of sweetness. Buffy knew she had
to tell him now. She had to let him know what she had been feeling
these past few days. She couldn't keep torturing him. She knew he
felt it too. He had confessed to it. She smiled, turning her head
to the side and kissed his hand, snuggling into it after words.

"Buffy, I - "

She shushed him,
putting her finger to his lips. She didn't want him to speak. All
Giles ever did was talk. He was all talk and no action. And if they
where going to be together, he was going to have to learn to stop
talking so damn much. She moved closer to him, once more, before
leaning up to place her lips on top of his. It was just a brush of
the lips, nothing to deep. She was nervous, and didn't think that
was a good idea.

Giles, on the
other hand, was a little shocked. Did Buffy Summers really kiss
him? Did his slayer, who was half his age, really just kiss him? He
couldn't be happier about it, but it was still odd. He wasn't going
to push her away. He had been waiting for a little over a year for
something like this to happen, and he was not going to let it go
now. He pulled her close, kissing her back with just a little
pressure. It wasn't the "sexiest" kiss he had ever
received, but it was one of the most intimate and sweetest.

He pulled away
from her after a few seconds, knowing he was grinning from the
inside out. He pushed a piece of her hair away, and watched as she
cuddled into his chest, something he had been wanting for so long.
She looked up at him, showing a true smile for the first time in
almost a week. It was almost enough to make his heart jump out of
his chest.

"Giles, I
love you...It may have taken me a while to realize it, but I do."

"Let me
guess, the whole 'quitting slaying' thing was just a ploy for
this?"

"No, I was
being serious about that, Giles...this just kind of happened."

He nodded, his
mind wondering to something that he could tell her. She obviously
needed to get back on the right track, and if he could do anything
to help her, he would. He turned back to her as he thought of
something that had been mentioned in the one or two of the
Watcher's diaries that he had read.

"Buffy, there
is something that might help you. It's a vision quest. It is used
to summon a spirit guide who will tell you what you need to hear to
lead you down the right path."

"A vision
quest? I guess I could do that, if it would work."

"Good. I will
take you out into the desert tomorrow."

She nodded,
knowing that Giles was only trying to help her. She knew she needed
help. If a vision quest was what was going to help her, then she
would do it. She had to protect her friends. And she knew she
needed to keep Dawn away from Glory. She didn't think she really
wanted to quit. She just needed a reason to continue slaying. And
if a spirit guide could give her one, then she would be all for it.

Giles broke the
silence by placing a small kiss on the top of her forehead. He
sighed contently, wondering how long they would be able to cuddle
like this before being discovered. Dawn didn't seem to mind their
affections, but what about the others? Willow was catching on to
something, but Xander was a little to dense to notice anything like
this. But, how would they react. Maybe, it would be a good idea to
keep it all a secret for now.

"What do you
want to do now, Buffy?"

"What do you
mean?"

"Do you want
this to be a secret, or should we tell the others?"

She sat up, not
really understanding what he was saying. She had thought about what
her friends would think. She already knew Dawn was being
supportive, but what about everyone else? She sat still for a
moment, letting her mind process what had just happened. She spoke,
looking back at him with a kind of nervousness about her. And he
could sense it.

"I don't
think we should hide it It would end badly, but I do think we need
to wait for the perfect time to tell them"

"I agree..."

He reached out to
her, playing with a few strands of that beautiful blonde hair of
hers. Was she his now? He didn't know, but he knew he would try his
best to win her heart, or at least help her to fall deeper into
love with him. He had already lost the woman he thought was going
to be the love of his life, Jenny Calender. He couldn't lose Buffy
too. He would risk his life and limb before anything happened to
Buffy Anne Summers. She was his whole world, and she would always
be. He coughed, and straightened up, getting all serious again.
Buffy opened her mouth, and spoke, asking the question that had
been on her mind for the past several minutes.

"Maybe we
should invite everyone over for dinner, and tell them the news?"

"I think that
would be the best way to tell them."

She smiled at him,
and he couldn't help but lean in and kiss her once again. She
reciprocated the kiss, before pulling away with a flushed look on
her face. He felt stunned, as he whispered to Buffy, trying to hold
back the tears from coming to his eyes.

"Is this
real, or am I dreaming?"

"No, your not
dreaming, Giles. I love you, and I want to be with you. Is that
what you want?"

"More than
anything else in this world, sweetheart."

He stood up and
stretched, his old bones getting a little sore from sitting on the
couch. He turned to her, and reached out his hand, which she took,
clasping it as easy as she could. It was the most wonderful feeling
to be holding her soft hand. She leaned onto his shoulder as they
walked towards the kitchen, ready to plan the dinner that would
give away their newfound love.
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