[Honor]

He chuckled quietly, so quietly that it was more a vibration going through him than a sound. Closing his eyes her closed the distance of his face and her shoulder. It wasn't a romantic gesture, not really anyway, but one of contentment and just a bit of possessiveness. He wished at that moment more than he ever had before that he had not become a slayer. If he wasn't a slayer then he would not hesitate to make his affections known. Slayer's weren't allowed to have any close ties. Even this friendship was more than he should have.

This wasn't to say that most slayers were celibate in order to avoid temptation. Quite the opposite, actually. They were rather famous for one night stands. Anything more than that, however, was strictly forbidden. William wondered what it would have been like if he had pursued Artemis for such a purpose. He frowned. Then they never would have been friends, and as much as he wanted her, he couldn't imagine not having had her beside him all these years.

"You're my best friend Artemis." He said. 'I want to be more than friends.' He thought.