Title: Sweet Sixteen
Author: Pattyanne
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Disclaimer: None of the BtVS
characters belong to me.
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Rating: Up to NC-17
Summary: AU. William and Buffy are
teenage neighbors meeting for the
first time.


AN: Okay, about the song lyrics. I've had
a couple of people ask me why I'm using
lyrics that are...well...old. And corny. I don't
want you all to think I'm 1,000 years old or
that I don't like any newer music, cuz I'm not
and I do. The reason I choose these lyrics
for this story is because they're from a more
innocent time, when love songs were not quite
as...descriptive as they tend to be now. (some
of them) and that's how I feel about this incar-
nation of William and Buffy. Even though they're
'trembling on the verge', they're still very innocent
and sweet to me, and I wanted to choose songs
that played on that. And I figured anybody who
doesn't like them will just skip right over them
anyway)



Part twenty-one...


~~~~~~~~~~
"There's a kind of hush,
all over the world tonight.
All over the world,
You can hear the sounds
Of lovers in love
You know what I mean...."
~~~~~~~~~~



Sitting on the floor in Buffy's living room, with a huge
amount of papers and books spread out around them,
William slipped one arm around her and kissed her,
subtly leaning her back in his arms.

The ceiling creaked suddenly, and they both jerked
upright when they heard Joyce's footsteps crossing
her bedroom floor, directly over their heads.

Pausing, they held their breath until the footsteps
stopped and the whirring of Joyce's sewing machine
cranked up again.

William sighed, pretending to find something interesting
in the homework assignment. Buffy had picked up her
pen and was scribbling earnestly in her notebook. He was
preparing to do the same when she caught his eye and
tilted the book towards him, showing him what she
had written.

'I Love You'

Feeling the familiar warmth start to creep over him, he
grinned at her and wrote her a return message in his own
notebook.

'I love you, too'

She smiled back at him, leaning slowly forward...

And the sewing machine suddenly stopped.

An instant before their lips touched, they hesitated, both
straining their ears to ascertain whether or not Buffy's
mother was on her way downstairs.

The machine started up again, and they both released
the breath they'd been holding.

'This is nerve wracking,' William wrote.

'Yeah' Buffy answered. At least we have an early warning
system'

'But all I want to do is kiss you.'

'That's what you said in the library, and look how
that turned out.'


He didn't even want to think about it, much less call
it into active memory. Not right now, when he was so
close to her that he could feel the heat coming off her
skin. No, remembering that incident in any detail was
only going to wreak havoc with his nervous system.

He flipped to a fresh piece of paper and wrote,

'I liked the way that turned out.'

'Me, too.'

Looking into her eyes, he was briefly trapped by their
flirtatious sparkle.

'Really?' he asked.

'Yeah, really!!!'

William smiled at her triple exclamation point, his grin
widening when she underlined the word 'really'.


~~~~~~~~~~
"Just the two of us
And nobody else in sight
There's nobody else
And I'm feeling good
Just holding you tight..."
~~~~~~~~~~


Buffy frowned, pushing down on her pencil so hard
that the lead snapped.

William nudged her and pointed to his notebook.

'What's wrong?' he wanted to know.

She located the sharpener she kept in her pencil
bag. 'I'm stupid' she replied.

'You're NOT stupid.' This time, HE underlined the
last word.

'Then why don't I understand this problem?'

'Want me to look at it?'

She smiled sweetly. 'My hero'

It took him less than two minutes to explain something
that her teacher had been trying to get across for two
days.

About to throw herself on him and kiss him senseless,
she squashed that notion when the sewing machine
stopped and she heard her mother coming downstairs.

"How goes the studying?" Joyce asked, pausing on
her way to the kitchen.

"Pretty good," Buffy answered, a bit too loudly. Fortunately,
her mother seemed to have other things on her mind and
went on into the kitchen with no more than a vague smile
aimed in their direction.

They waited, both studying the actual homework in
front of them, for Joyce to head back upstairs. Three
agonizingly long minutes crawled by before she reappeared
with a can of soda.

"I hemmed your new jeans, Buffy," she said as she
ascended the staircase. "You might want to try them on
and see if I took enough off."

"I will, Mom. Thank you." About to say more, she
looked over at William's notebook.

'New jeans?' he had written.

'Yeah...ridiculously long, even in petite'

He smiled as he wrote, "'Like I said...you're such
a tiny little thing..'

'Are you calling me short?'

"Yes. Short and gorgeous.'

Well, she could hardly complain about that!


~~~~~~~~~~
"So listen very carefully
Get closer now and you will see
What I mean
It isn't a dream.."
~~~~~~~~~~


'I want to kiss you so badly I can't stand it.'

An elbow in her ribs dragged Buffy's attention out of
the mysteries of algebra. Reading his words made her
blush and smile.

'Then why don't you?' she replied.

William just shook his head. He wanted to tell her that
just kissing her wasn't going to satisfy him. If he could
be completely certain that her mother wouldn't come down
again, he would have written that he wanted to take her
out to the pool and lay her in the hot sun, that he wanted
to lie beside her and cover every inch of her body with
kisses, that he wanted to undress her and push her legs
apart and taste that sweet flavor that belonged only to her.

But Joyce had abandoned her sewing project, and he had
no way of knowing when she might suddenly appear. The
last thing he needed was for her to come into the room and
see the physical reaction that would go hand-in-hand with
his written declaration.

Instead, he wrote, 'There's a dance after the football game
on Friday'

Buffy briefly wondered why there'd been a change of
subject, but she didn't remark on it.

'I know' was her only answer

'Will you go with me?'

Actually, she had simply assumed that they would
attend together, but she loved the fact that he was asking.

'Yes' she answered.

'And after the dance.....'

Now things were getting more interesting.

'What?'

'Xander mentioned something about a bonfire at
the beach'

She smiled. 'Sounds like fun'

William waited a couple of minutes, then quickly
scrawled, 'Remember our first night at the beach?'

Once again, Buffy felt her skin heat up. Like she could
forget.

'I remember'

He chuckled and flipped to a new sheet of paper.

'Will you let me kiss you?'

'Yes'

'And touch you?'

'Yes'

Taking a deep breath, he added, 'The way you did
the other night?'

Buffy looked at him, sighing softly, drawing the moment
out before she answered him, 'Yes'

William leaned over and nuzzled the side of her
face. "I love you," he whispered.

She tilted her head back, looking up into the bluest
eyes she'd ever seen. "I love...."

Joyce's feet made a racket on the stairs. "Don't mind
me," she called out. "You just keep pretending to
study and I'll keep pretending to believe that's what
you're doing."

Exchanging a mildly panicked look, they dove back into
their schoolbooks and got to work.


~~~~~~~~~~
"The only sound that you will hear
Is when I whisper in your ear
I love you
Forever and ever...."
~~~~~~~~~~


Practically the entire school turned out for the football
game. Buffy and William made plans to meet up with
Xander and Anya, and once they were there, they ran
across Willow and Oz.

They found a long section of the bleachers free and
spread out over them, paying an equal amount of attention
to the game on the field as they did to the goings on
around them

"You know, I almost made the football team," Xander
announced, then gave them a look of mock offense when
they all snickered. "What? You don't believe me?"

"Sure we do," William said. "What position?"

"You see that kid down there passing out water to the
players? If I hadn't tripped and dropped an entire cooler
of Gatorade on the locker room floor...that would be me."

The boys got into a spirited discussion about the
differences between American and European football,
which the girls totally tuned out.

Buffy slipped her hand into Williams and squeezed
it, leaning closer. "I'm hungry," she whispered. "Can we
get something to eat?"

"Sure we can. How...."

Everyone in the bleachers suddenly surged to their
feet as one, screaming a cheer of encouragement.

William's attention was drawn back to the field.

Seeing how interested he was in the game, and since
she understood less than nothing about it, she
volunteered to fetch the snacks.

"Are you sure?" he asked, halfway standing up.

She pushed him back down. "I'm sure. Go ahead and
watch the game. I can find my way back."

He kissed her and pulled out his wallet, handing her
a twenty dollar bill. "Is this enough?"

"Are you crazy?" she asked him. "Half of that is twice
too much!"

He just laughed. "Well, go ahead and stock up, love,"
he said in her ear. "I wouldn't want you to get too
hungry....later on."

Another scream erupted from the crowd, giving Buffy
a chance to escape with her red face before anyone
asked her if she was all right.

Later on. Now that he had said it, it was all she could
think about.


~~~~~~~~~~
"There's a kind of hush
All over the world tonight
All over the world
People just like us
Are falling in love..."
~~~~~~~~~~


TBC.....

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