#devon x buffy

[afteriwake]

A Song Just For Her (A "Musically Inclined" Story)

So I think this was the start of the series before I had a name for the series. Enjoy some first person POV from Devon, who's crushing hard on Buffy.

A Song Just For Her - Devon has some thoughts as he sings a song he picked just to impress Buffy.

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I normally never let the band know the music I listen to when I get home. But just this once, I let them in on my secret taste in music. I wanted to do a specific cover song because I wanted that blonde girl, Buffy, to notice me. Someone, Oz I think, had mentioned she was an INXS fan. What a coincidence...so was I. Seriously,with a lot of chicks I pretend to be something I'm not so I can either mack on them or get laid. I guess I'm a male slut. But lately...

[Look at all that shines Baby's down on the world and she knows it If your spirits running Why don't we make it rain like we used to We run We hide]

College has changed me. I'm mostly in the music classes. And the beauty I'm trying to impress is in one of them, vocal fundamentals. Our teacher has us sing whatever we want as long as it's not original. So she got up and sang an INXS song, one that I love. One that I hope will eventually describe the two of us.

So here I am up on stage singing my absolute favorite INXS song. And I feel like a complete idiot.

[We wait and we want The good life Aw sure You're right This ain't, the good life Ah, Elegantly wasted Ah, Elegantly wasted]

I watch her the entire time. She has her side towards me, and she's in hushed conversation with Willow, a brunette I vaguely recognize and a blonde in a leather duster. I wish she was looking at me. I mean, I want her to be looking at me. I couldn't care less at all the groupies gathering around, watching me act like I have every ounce of sex appeal that Michael Hutchence had when he was alive.

That man was a God.

I only wish I had half his charisma so maybe I would stand a chance with Buffy.

[Look at all the crimes Baby's down on the world cause she owns it Making up her life Nothing more nothing less makes it voodoo]

She turned around.

She looks so beautiful...her hair's pulled up and she looks so different from they way she does in class. When she's in class...she always looks so rushed, so hurried about everything. And she's always so tired. I sometimes prod her awake when we're in class, when she's sleeping through our lectures in the class. She looks peaceful then. To steal a line from REM, at her most beautiful.

Except when she's here.

[We run We hide We wait and we want The good life Aw sure You're right This ain't, the good life Ah, Elegantly wasted Ah, Elegantly wasted]

She looks full of life when she's here, bobbing her head to the music. And when she smiles at her friends...it makes me wish she was smiling at me. I don't want her to be a quick lay. Not at all. I'm feeling like I want to have a steady girlfriend, something I've never really had before. She'd be perfect, I think...she wouldn't put up with my shit, and she'd be understanding.

And she's single so it's not like I have to be all devious to get together with her.

She's just staring at me, a small smile on her face. God...she looks beautiful. If I wasn't here, up on stage, I'd be down there dancing with her as closely as possible, making sure we were kissing and it was something that would make her smile. I can just imagine how she'd feel in my arms, all soft and perfect...

God, I'm already having fantasies about her. In public, no less.

[Well look at all that shines Baby's down on the world and she knows it If your spirits fine Why don't we make it rain like we used to]

I want this song to finish up. Our set will be over and I can ask her what she thought. Maybe even ask her out on an actual date. I'm turning into something I swore I'd never be like: Oz. And I'm finding that it might not be as bad as I thought it would be.

If I could even have a chance with her, It'd make my life about complete, I think.

[We run We hide We want The good life Aw sure You're right This ain't, the good life]

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"Hey...that last song was great."

I hadn't even realized she was behind me, and I almost knocked her over. Reaching out to grasp her waist I get the strangest sense of déjà vu. "Sorry..."

"It's okay. Really. You have a great voice." She backed away from me. God, I was too fast...

"So do you. So, Buffy, would you like to go on a date?"

Talk about fast...

"Sure."

I don't think I'd ever looked so shocked in my life. "Tomorrow? I'll pick you up?"

She shook her head. "Uh...how about we go out during the day? It'd be easier."

I nod. "All right. Tomorrow then." As she walks away, I tell her, "Have a good patrol." She stops, but then starts walking away again. I'm a lot smarter than most people think I am. Hope she realizes that...

[afteriwake]

A Little Story (A "Musically Inclined" Story)

Some fluffiness between Devon and Buffy when he shares a memory of singing for her at The Bronze.

A Little Story - Devon had a memory of Buffy and the song he would always associate with her, and one night he shares this memory with her on a date.

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Devon sat next to Buffy quietly. They'd been on a few dates, working around gigs and Slaying activities. It was tough but they were determined to get things to work. It was hard at times, it really was. Devon was trying to be faithful, and succeeding. Buffy was trying to stop comparing this relationship to hers with Riley and Angel.

That was harder said then done.

Devon finally stole a glance at her. They were at the beach; and the waves were crashing nearby but they were dry. He'd done the romantic thing for once, and was surprised at how great it felt to see Buffy smile. But right now she was frowning. And he didn't like it one bit. "Buffy...did I tell you about the first time I saw you?"

She shook her head, the frown still evident. "No, you haven't."

As he thought back, the song played in his head...

[Sixteen or seventeen that's all I think you were Fly by me one more time, I wonder who you are The most beautiful girl in the world I will make promises I know I cannot keep]

"Well, I was up on stage, looking around, trying to find someone interesting to talk to. Most of the girls were wearing glitter and stuff, and one even had a feather boa. We were in a glam rock mood, so we decided to cover a Spacehog song." He looked at her and saw her staring at the water intently. It's not working, he thought to himself, but he decided to continue with the story. "We hadn't picked a song. Oz wanted to do 'The Horror', Matt and Brian and Taylor wanted to do other ones. It was a mess. And then, the door opened and Willow walked in, followed by Harris. And then...you. My jaw dropped to the floor, almost. And then I knew the perfect song for me to sing."

[You'll be my sweet thing and I'll worship at your feet The most beautiful girl in the world So call me back one more time and nail me to your bed I'll pull my weight and wear a Monet on my head]

"There was a blond there, too. It was Spike, actually. He was looking at you, eyeing you. And it was strange...I don't think he wanted to kill you or anything. I'd guessed he was a vampire, but I wasn't sure. Anyway, he looked like he wanted to get close to you, so I kicked into the song as fast as I could. You didn't notice either Spike or the song. You were too busy waiting for that dark-haired guy you always waited for. And he showed up at the beginning of the song. The blonde left, muttering something about a stupid sire. I know 'cause he walked in front of the stage. And...you started to dance with the dark haired guy."

[The most beautiful girl in the world The most beautiful girl in the world]

"It's a slow song, so you got close to him. And I envied him. Yeah...I really did. I didn't even know who you were and already I wanted to be where he was. And I sang the song never taking my eyes off of you. I'll always think it it as, well, the perfect song for you."

She finally looked at him. "It was 'Beautiful Girl,' wasn't it?"

He looked shocked. "How did you..."

"I love that song. I have since it came out, actually. And I remember telling Angel, the dark haired guy, that I couldn't see him again to that song. I mean...I can still listen to it, but not in the same way."

He nodded. "If I were to sing it just to you, could you hear it again in the same way?"

"Maybe," she said, smiling at him. "I'd listen and maybe love the song again." She turned her impish grin on him and the way she looked right then...Devon found the urge to kiss her irresistible.

"This is turning out to be a very good night..." he muttered, leaning in for another kiss.

"Good," she said before their lips met. He'd gladly sing the song for her over and over again until she liked it again. It was the least he could do to make her happy.