A Twist in My Story: Chapter 5
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the_huffster Title: A Twist in My Story
Author: the_huffster
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Rating: R for language and violence
Timeline: AU
Synopsis: After giving up his life as Ripper, Giles seizes the chance to live a normal life and doesn't return to the Council. But years later when he meets first grade teacher Buffy Summers, he wonders if it's possible to really escape Destiny.
Author's Note: I decided to mess around with the years and make Giles younger just so it will fit with how I have this fic planned out. So please bear with me on the messing with years/ages.
“I feel underdressed for this,” Buffy muttered as she slid into the booth across from Rupert.
They had ended up going to a small diner 15 minutes away from where Blake’s art show was being held, Rupert assuring Buffy that the diner was one of the best places he had eaten at. They ordered their drinks and began looking over the menu, Buffy quickly deciding on what she was going to order.
“You’re not underdressed, Buffy.” Rupert chuckled as he continued to look over the menu. “I told you, Blake’s art shows are very much relaxed. Unless he specifics otherwise, all his shows are casual formal- as he calls it.”
“I just feel like I could’ve done better than a nice blouse and jeans.” She explained, taking a sip of her Sprite. “I mean, look at you!”
“Yes because jeans and a button down shirt are so much classier,” he smirked as he closed the menu, knowing what he was going to get. “You look fine, I promise. No one is going to think you’re underdressed,”
He reached out and placed his hand on top of hers, giving her a smile as he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. When she smiled back, he didn’t remove his hand- something that didn’t go unnoticed by Buffy- until the waiter came by to take down their orders.
“Thank you,” Rupert said as he handed their menus to the waiter, raising an eyebrow when he saw Buffy’s expression.
“Oh my God,” Buffy gasped as she continued to stare at him.
“What?” he began to feel uncomfortable with the way she was staring at him.
“You have an earring.” Rupert was fairly certain that her statement was meant at as a question.
“Y-y-yes…it um, was the thing to do…as a rebelling teenager.” He stuttered, a blush creeping up his face.
“And you still wear it?” Buffy asked, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.
“I…I don’t have to,” he started to take out the diamond stud in his left ear when a hand wrapped around his wrist, stopping his hand’s movement.
“I wasn’t saying that to make you take it out, I just didn’t expect it.” Buffy gently pulled his hand away from his ear, giggling at his blush. “It looks good, Rupert. It adds a certain…appeal to you.”
Rupert’s face turned a brighter shade of red at the comment, causing the teacher to smile. When the tips of her fingers began to absently stroke the top of his wrist, Rupert realized that her hand was still resting on his- and seemed to be in no hurry to remove her hand. Buffy just gave him a smile and only removed her hand once their food arrived.
Sharing another smile, the two launched into another conversation as they ate their dinner.
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“Looks like Papa Giles made it after all!”
Rupert and Buffy looked away from the painting to see a sandy blonde walking towards them, a goofy grin on his face.
“Don’t call me that,” Rupert sighed as he was enveloped in a quick hug.
“But it’s so true,” the man argued. “You have two kids, plus you’re kick ass extended family of three adults. Be a dad of, basically, five makes you Papa Giles.”
“He has a point,” Buffy giggled, rolling her eyes at the glare Rupert sent her.
“And you a brought a date! Blake Waters,”
“Buffy Summers,” she shook the hand he held out, smiling at the expression on his face.
“So you’re Nathan’s teacher,” Blake laughed. “He wasn’t kidding when he said you were pretty.”
Rupert shook his head as he ran a hand through his hair. He glanced up when he felt Buffy’s eyes on him, giving her a shy smile.
“I told you, he has a crush on you.” He shrugged a shoulder.
“Seems like he ain’t the only one in the family who has a crush on you either,” Blake smirked, ducking as Rupert made to smack the back of his head. “I just speak truth!”
Rupert just rolled his eyes as Buffy laughed at the display while Blake continued to tease the older man. The three of them spent the next ten minutes talking about this and that until Rupert looked at the time, excusing himself as he left the building.
“Does he normally just leave his dates like that?” the blonde asked as she watched him leave.
“No, but he usually doesn’t bring anyone with him.” Blake explained as he leaned against the wall, giving a small wave to a passer by. “He’s calling his kids. It’s nine o’clock, so he’s calling to tell them goodnight.”
“He lets his six and four year old stay up until nine?”
“Only on Fridays,” the artist replied. “Friday’s movie night, so Nate and Addie get to stay up a little later. Nathan usually stays up, but Addie falls asleep around eight. Anyways…how long have you and Rupert been dating?”
“Oh, no. We’re not…” Buffy began before trailing off at the look on Blake’s face.
“But you want to, right?” he just grinned at the telling look on the teacher’s face. “He does too. Rupert wouldn’t keep having dinner with you and take you here if he didn’t wanna date you, but there have been…”
“Complications. Yeah, he told me.”
“He told you?” Blake gawked.
“He didn’t tell me what they were, he just said that there were complications that kept him from dating.”
Blake nodded his head before starting another conversation, not wanting to leave Buffy by herself. The two talked for another twenty minutes, both noticing that Rupert had yet to return. Buffy tilted her head to the right as she looked a small painting before turning to Blake, a question in her eyes.
“Nathan wanted me to paint him something involving monsters,” he explained. “So, I did.”
“Yes, because my six year old son needs more encouragement to have interests that terrify him.” Buffy and Blake turned around to see Rupert standing behind them, a bruise forming on his jaw and a dust on the front of his shirt. “I ran into some trouble,”
“Are you okay?” Buffy asked as she walked over to him, looking at the quickly swelling bruise.
“I’ve had worse,” he assured her, catching Blake’s eyes as he subtly nodded his head.
“What happened?” Blake asked, brushing off some of the dust that was on Rupert’s shoulder.
“I was about to come back in when I noticed someone being…mugged.” He thanked Blake for his help before looking at the blonde in front of him, giving her a reassuring smile. “I’m fine. Unfortunately, the mugger ran off.”
“Since you’re okay, and I’m clearly not needed anymore, glad you could make it.” Blake chuckled as he began to walk to the other side of the room. “It was nice meeting you, Buffy.”
“You too, Blake.” Buffy smiled as they waved to Blake. “Are you sure you’re okay? That bruise looks pretty nasty,”
“Buffy, I’m fine. I’m more worried about what Blake said to you than the condition of my jaw,” he smirked.
Buffy just rolled her eyes at the comment before walking over to another painting, smiling as Rupert began explaining how that particular painting came to life.
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After they had left Blake’s art show, they had gotten ice and drove over to the elementary school- where they were currently leaning against the half brick wall by the bike rack. Buffy had perched up on the wall so she was eye level with Rupert, who was currently focusing on the waffle bowl full of New York cheesecake ice cream.
“So this is how you end a date with me?” she giggled when his shot up, the growing blush made visible by the dim street light.
“This isn’t…I don’t want you to…” Rupert sighed when he couldn’t get out what he wanted to say, which only made Buffy laugh.
“You don’t think this is a date?” she raised an eyebrow, a smile tugging at her mouth. “You took me out to dinner, then to a really nice activity and then we got ice cream- that adds up to being a date in my book.”
“Well…it seems that way, but um…” his focused his gaze on his almost finished ice cream, willing his stutter to just leave him alone for once. “I don’t want you to…to feel like you have to…”
His sentence was cut short as he felt lips press into his, causing him to nearly drop his ice cream as he kissed her back. She pulled back after a moment and looked at him, her bottom lip held between her teeth as a worried expression washed over her face. Rupert just stared at her, his ice cream sat forgotten on the brick wall, and tried to process what had just happened.
“I know you had told me that you don’t date because of ‘complications’, but…” Buffy trailed off as she thought about how she wanted to word what was in her brain. “I have complications too, and they’ve kept me from dating. And even though it’s only been a little over a month, I think you’re the kinda guy who won’t just run if my complications came up.”
He just continued to stare at her, not entirely sure how to respond. It took him a few seconds to realize that she had continued talking and he forced himself to tune back in.
“And I’m pretty sure you want to be more than friends too. Unless you just flirt like that all time, and if that’s the case then can you forgot the past few minutes happened?” she was rambling, and Rupert couldn’t help but find it adorable.
“Because you’re a great friend, so far anyways, and I wouldn’t want things to be awkward. Especially since I’m Nathan’s teacher and…”
This time it was his turn to cut her off with a kiss, inwardly smiling when she returned the kiss. He was suddenly very glad that she had finished her ice cream cone a few minutes after they had arrived at the school when her arms wrapped around his neck, effectively pulling him closer.
“I take it you want to date me, then?” the teacher smirked once he pulled back.
“Oh no, I just felt like taking complete advantage of the fact that you want to date me.”
Buffy gently shoved him, muttering something similar to “smart ass”. Rupert just rolled his eyes and kissed her again.
Author: the_huffster
Pairing: Buffy/Giles
Rating: R for language and violence
Timeline: AU
Synopsis: After giving up his life as Ripper, Giles seizes the chance to live a normal life and doesn't return to the Council. But years later when he meets first grade teacher Buffy Summers, he wonders if it's possible to really escape Destiny.
Author's Note: I decided to mess around with the years and make Giles younger just so it will fit with how I have this fic planned out. So please bear with me on the messing with years/ages.
“I feel underdressed for this,” Buffy muttered as she slid into the booth across from Rupert.
They had ended up going to a small diner 15 minutes away from where Blake’s art show was being held, Rupert assuring Buffy that the diner was one of the best places he had eaten at. They ordered their drinks and began looking over the menu, Buffy quickly deciding on what she was going to order.
“You’re not underdressed, Buffy.” Rupert chuckled as he continued to look over the menu. “I told you, Blake’s art shows are very much relaxed. Unless he specifics otherwise, all his shows are casual formal- as he calls it.”
“I just feel like I could’ve done better than a nice blouse and jeans.” She explained, taking a sip of her Sprite. “I mean, look at you!”
“Yes because jeans and a button down shirt are so much classier,” he smirked as he closed the menu, knowing what he was going to get. “You look fine, I promise. No one is going to think you’re underdressed,”
He reached out and placed his hand on top of hers, giving her a smile as he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. When she smiled back, he didn’t remove his hand- something that didn’t go unnoticed by Buffy- until the waiter came by to take down their orders.
“Thank you,” Rupert said as he handed their menus to the waiter, raising an eyebrow when he saw Buffy’s expression.
“Oh my God,” Buffy gasped as she continued to stare at him.
“What?” he began to feel uncomfortable with the way she was staring at him.
“You have an earring.” Rupert was fairly certain that her statement was meant at as a question.
“Y-y-yes…it um, was the thing to do…as a rebelling teenager.” He stuttered, a blush creeping up his face.
“And you still wear it?” Buffy asked, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.
“I…I don’t have to,” he started to take out the diamond stud in his left ear when a hand wrapped around his wrist, stopping his hand’s movement.
“I wasn’t saying that to make you take it out, I just didn’t expect it.” Buffy gently pulled his hand away from his ear, giggling at his blush. “It looks good, Rupert. It adds a certain…appeal to you.”
Rupert’s face turned a brighter shade of red at the comment, causing the teacher to smile. When the tips of her fingers began to absently stroke the top of his wrist, Rupert realized that her hand was still resting on his- and seemed to be in no hurry to remove her hand. Buffy just gave him a smile and only removed her hand once their food arrived.
Sharing another smile, the two launched into another conversation as they ate their dinner.
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“Looks like Papa Giles made it after all!”
Rupert and Buffy looked away from the painting to see a sandy blonde walking towards them, a goofy grin on his face.
“Don’t call me that,” Rupert sighed as he was enveloped in a quick hug.
“But it’s so true,” the man argued. “You have two kids, plus you’re kick ass extended family of three adults. Be a dad of, basically, five makes you Papa Giles.”
“He has a point,” Buffy giggled, rolling her eyes at the glare Rupert sent her.
“And you a brought a date! Blake Waters,”
“Buffy Summers,” she shook the hand he held out, smiling at the expression on his face.
“So you’re Nathan’s teacher,” Blake laughed. “He wasn’t kidding when he said you were pretty.”
Rupert shook his head as he ran a hand through his hair. He glanced up when he felt Buffy’s eyes on him, giving her a shy smile.
“I told you, he has a crush on you.” He shrugged a shoulder.
“Seems like he ain’t the only one in the family who has a crush on you either,” Blake smirked, ducking as Rupert made to smack the back of his head. “I just speak truth!”
Rupert just rolled his eyes as Buffy laughed at the display while Blake continued to tease the older man. The three of them spent the next ten minutes talking about this and that until Rupert looked at the time, excusing himself as he left the building.
“Does he normally just leave his dates like that?” the blonde asked as she watched him leave.
“No, but he usually doesn’t bring anyone with him.” Blake explained as he leaned against the wall, giving a small wave to a passer by. “He’s calling his kids. It’s nine o’clock, so he’s calling to tell them goodnight.”
“He lets his six and four year old stay up until nine?”
“Only on Fridays,” the artist replied. “Friday’s movie night, so Nate and Addie get to stay up a little later. Nathan usually stays up, but Addie falls asleep around eight. Anyways…how long have you and Rupert been dating?”
“Oh, no. We’re not…” Buffy began before trailing off at the look on Blake’s face.
“But you want to, right?” he just grinned at the telling look on the teacher’s face. “He does too. Rupert wouldn’t keep having dinner with you and take you here if he didn’t wanna date you, but there have been…”
“Complications. Yeah, he told me.”
“He told you?” Blake gawked.
“He didn’t tell me what they were, he just said that there were complications that kept him from dating.”
Blake nodded his head before starting another conversation, not wanting to leave Buffy by herself. The two talked for another twenty minutes, both noticing that Rupert had yet to return. Buffy tilted her head to the right as she looked a small painting before turning to Blake, a question in her eyes.
“Nathan wanted me to paint him something involving monsters,” he explained. “So, I did.”
“Yes, because my six year old son needs more encouragement to have interests that terrify him.” Buffy and Blake turned around to see Rupert standing behind them, a bruise forming on his jaw and a dust on the front of his shirt. “I ran into some trouble,”
“Are you okay?” Buffy asked as she walked over to him, looking at the quickly swelling bruise.
“I’ve had worse,” he assured her, catching Blake’s eyes as he subtly nodded his head.
“What happened?” Blake asked, brushing off some of the dust that was on Rupert’s shoulder.
“I was about to come back in when I noticed someone being…mugged.” He thanked Blake for his help before looking at the blonde in front of him, giving her a reassuring smile. “I’m fine. Unfortunately, the mugger ran off.”
“Since you’re okay, and I’m clearly not needed anymore, glad you could make it.” Blake chuckled as he began to walk to the other side of the room. “It was nice meeting you, Buffy.”
“You too, Blake.” Buffy smiled as they waved to Blake. “Are you sure you’re okay? That bruise looks pretty nasty,”
“Buffy, I’m fine. I’m more worried about what Blake said to you than the condition of my jaw,” he smirked.
Buffy just rolled her eyes at the comment before walking over to another painting, smiling as Rupert began explaining how that particular painting came to life.
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After they had left Blake’s art show, they had gotten ice and drove over to the elementary school- where they were currently leaning against the half brick wall by the bike rack. Buffy had perched up on the wall so she was eye level with Rupert, who was currently focusing on the waffle bowl full of New York cheesecake ice cream.
“So this is how you end a date with me?” she giggled when his shot up, the growing blush made visible by the dim street light.
“This isn’t…I don’t want you to…” Rupert sighed when he couldn’t get out what he wanted to say, which only made Buffy laugh.
“You don’t think this is a date?” she raised an eyebrow, a smile tugging at her mouth. “You took me out to dinner, then to a really nice activity and then we got ice cream- that adds up to being a date in my book.”
“Well…it seems that way, but um…” his focused his gaze on his almost finished ice cream, willing his stutter to just leave him alone for once. “I don’t want you to…to feel like you have to…”
His sentence was cut short as he felt lips press into his, causing him to nearly drop his ice cream as he kissed her back. She pulled back after a moment and looked at him, her bottom lip held between her teeth as a worried expression washed over her face. Rupert just stared at her, his ice cream sat forgotten on the brick wall, and tried to process what had just happened.
“I know you had told me that you don’t date because of ‘complications’, but…” Buffy trailed off as she thought about how she wanted to word what was in her brain. “I have complications too, and they’ve kept me from dating. And even though it’s only been a little over a month, I think you’re the kinda guy who won’t just run if my complications came up.”
He just continued to stare at her, not entirely sure how to respond. It took him a few seconds to realize that she had continued talking and he forced himself to tune back in.
“And I’m pretty sure you want to be more than friends too. Unless you just flirt like that all time, and if that’s the case then can you forgot the past few minutes happened?” she was rambling, and Rupert couldn’t help but find it adorable.
“Because you’re a great friend, so far anyways, and I wouldn’t want things to be awkward. Especially since I’m Nathan’s teacher and…”
This time it was his turn to cut her off with a kiss, inwardly smiling when she returned the kiss. He was suddenly very glad that she had finished her ice cream cone a few minutes after they had arrived at the school when her arms wrapped around his neck, effectively pulling him closer.
“I take it you want to date me, then?” the teacher smirked once he pulled back.
“Oh no, I just felt like taking complete advantage of the fact that you want to date me.”
Buffy gently shoved him, muttering something similar to “smart ass”. Rupert just rolled his eyes and kissed her again.
