Just another night

Just another night


Disclaimer: Yup, you got it. Joss owns the whole shooting match, character wise. I just write these silly stories. Cause it's fun.

Author's note: Ok, this is a little gift to my Faith fans who are about to take me against a wall and shoot me. Also, it's a response to one fan who, after I published "Hidden Hearts" a Buffy / Willow Valentine story…asked. " So, where's the Faith/ Buffy Valentine story?" Well, hope ya enjoy it.




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Just another night


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Faith Lehane can't make up her mind if she was having a good time, or a crappy one.

She had finished patrolling the graveyards, and had headed to the Bronze to blow off some steam. But it didn't seem like much steam was going to be leaving her tonight. She was kicking back at one of the tables, looking around at the over-decorated club. Hearts, pink and red, were everywhere. The bartenders were wearing white shirts with little red hearts all over them. Pink streamers and garlands were hanging from like everywhere.

Valentine's Day.

Normally, by this time, Faith would be on the dance floor, tearing it up, and shaking it down. Really making the scene, and catching the eye of like every hottie, male or female, in the joint. But not tonight.

Tonight, every one was so… couple-y. So damned 'lovey-dovey'. It almost made her want to puke. Whatta joke.
So here she was, sitting at one of the tables, mocking the whole thing.

"God, whatta hoot. What're these brain-deads thinking, anyway? Valentine's day. Some stupid holiday made up by candy makers and greeting card companies to rip ya off for yet more money. Like any of this crap is real. Outta have a " ValenLust Day" cause that's really all it is . Some idiots get all gooey and soft headed, pretend like they are all gaga over someone they're with… probably to get into their pants…then boom, week later, its bye bye baby. All done now. Had our fun, now take a hike."

And the dip wads fall for it every year. Well, they deserve it for being bubble brains."

" Don't get me wrong. I like a lil lovin' too, ya know. I like to do the horizontal bop, get all nice and hot and sweaty. But man, I'm real about it , at least. I mean, I don't expect the "moon, June" crooning crap. Me, just give me a hot honey, let me ride the waves, then bye, bye. Ya know? Get in get some and get out. This " Oh, my god, I love you " crap…vomitsville. I mean, really? C'mon…men are dogs, and girls bitches. It's all about the heat, baby. Make the heat, then move on. Works for me, anyway."

Faith's point of view is understandable, taking it from her experience. Everyone she's loved, or said loved her, has beaten her, or raped her, or left her. So, what's she supposed to think? Somewhere, however, under every cynic beats the heart of unexpressed romantic. But not Faith…uh, uh…not her. She don't play that game.

Faith does a 360 around the joint, looking at the couples. Her eyes come to rest on a table opposite hers across the dance floor. Buffy and her "Scooby" Gang are there( god, what a dorky name…Scoobies…like, being modeled after a buncha cartoon characters is some kinda honor…puhlease!). Willow is with Oz, don't they just look so cozy. And Xan-man is with that bitch, Cordelia. God, talk about total mismatch. Hmmm…what's this? Our little blondie is all by herself. Oh, boo hoo… what? Couldn't find a date, girlfriend? Boys scared you'll break their arm if they get fresh. Ha! Seems little Ms. Perfect is in loserville tonight.

Talk about loserville, what am I still doing in this Mayberry by the sea, anyway? I mean…if I were in a decent sized town, like L.A. or San Fran, at least there'd be more than one fucking club to go to. Probably find one I could dance at. But this town? Geeze, lucky they have one. And besides here, what's there to do? Nada. Zip. Nothin'. What? Hang at the Espresso Pump. Ya, that's gonna happen. Wander the streets? That takes like 5 minutes. So what do ya do? Die of boredom, if a vamp doesn't get ya first. So, other than here, my big thrill is goin' back to my room with a six pack(thank god for fake I.D. or I'd be climbing the walls) and watch some crappy show on the 'snowy' black and white they got in that roach infested hole they laughing call a motel room…or struggle to get that busted VCR to work so I can watch some tape. Oh yeah, this is the life for me!

So, Faith, what's the haps? Why you still here, anyway? Why don't you get your oh so cute hot lil ass outta this burg, find a real city, and do your thing? Gotta be better than this gig.

Yet, Faith sits there, not moving. She thinks about a picnic she had a couple months back. With Buffy. How Buffy had woken her, pissed her off…then surprised the hell outta her with a new(and totally cool) outfit. And a picnic lunch. And that view. And…those tiny little kisses. That somehow, hard as she would try, Faith couldn't put out of her mind. How they had been…for that day, at least, like buds.

Ya, right. What a load. B. was probably bored outta her mind, and just took pity on the poor lil slayer. So what if she went to a lotta trouble. I mean, did I ask her to? God, if she wants to play Suzy Homemaker, fine. But just don't ask me to buy into that routine.

Faith is getting up, just about ready to go, disgusted with the whole lovey dovey Valentine's day crap going on, when the stool next to hers pulls out, and someone sits down. She looks over, and there is Buffy, sitting next to her, hands on the table. She throws Faith a little smile.

"Hey, Faith" Buffy says

"Heya B, what's the haps? Vampire? Demon? What? Might as well…nothin' happenin here tonight"

"No, nothin' like that, Faith. Just thought I come over and say hi" Buffy said, smiling a small smile.

"Well, ya did your social duty, B. Ya can go back to your buds now" Faith says, a bit cynically. Hey, what is this? Visit the loser night? Did I miss the memo?"

Course, you're kinda a loser tonight too, aren't ya, B? Faith smirks.

"Aren't we kinda buds?" Buffy asks, her expression a little hurt.

Faith is about to make some smart remark, when she looks at Buffy's face. And somehow, she loses the heart to do it. So instead, she shrugs.

"Ya, sure. Why not. I guess we could be sorta buds" Faith says. God, now I'm wimpin' out here. Why do you do that to me, B?

Buffy's expression immediately brightens, and she flashes a big megawatt smile at Faith. Faith…despite herself, smiles back. What the fuck?

"Ahem" Buffy makes a throat clearing noise.

"Huh?" Faith looks at her. What's the deal?

Buffy clears her throat again…and looks at Faith, expectantly.

What is her problem? I mean…what does she think I'm gonna get from that?

"What, B? Whatta ya want?" Faith asks, maybe a little too abruptly.

" Ummm…well…I was kinda hopin' maybe…" Buffy says, looking down, blushing a little.

God, she is so cute when she does that. Grrr. Faith…she's playin' ya. God, get a grip, already. Let 'er stew a bit.

"Yeah, B?" Faith says.

"Kinda hopin' maybe one person at this table might ask the other person to dance?" Buffy asks, looking at Faith. Her mouth has a cute little pouty half smile, and she's doin' the eyes thing.

God, that's so fucking unfair. She gets me every time with that look, and damn, she knows it too!!!! Damn.

"What's wrong, B? No other offers? Scrapin' the bottom now?" Faith asks, her natural defenses kicking in.

She immediately regrets it when she sees Buffy's face get a shocked little 'o' look, then harden.

"God, Faith. Just wanted a dance. Well… that was a mistake, huh?" Buffy hisses." Damn, sorry I bothered you"

Buffy gets up to leave, but Faith puts her hand on Buffy's arm. Buffy shakes it off, but Faith persists.

"B…god, I'm sorry. I… I guess I just don't believe you want to be here with me" Faith says, looking down at the table.

Buffy is royally pissed…and rightly so. That was a mean assed remark. She wants to just storm away. But she looks at Faith, and the girl looks so forlorn and …regretful, her anger softens. She reaches out, and runs a hand through Faith's curly black hair.

" Hey, dummy" Buffy says, still a little pissed. Faith looks up at her, contrite." Look, I'm not exactly dog food, ya know? I'm not unattractive. I could be with someone else if I wanted to. Probably. Maybe. Thing is, dope" Buffy says, getting a little confused "I kinda wanted to be with you. So, what? I made a mistake? Should I go?" Buffy finishes… just in time. It was getting close to babble time there.

Faith… is blown away. She …is just not getting all this. This isn't what she's used to. And she's used to being in the driver's seat. So… why is B doin this, anyway? Don't get it.

"Well, Faith? What's the answer? Stay, or go?" Buffy asks, getting a little impatient.

" Do you wanna go?" Faith asks. She doesn't want her to go. Big time, she doesn't

"Faith" Buffy says, gently." If I wanted to go, I'd be so gone by now" A small smile spreads on her lips.

Faith the cynic is whispering in her ear" Yeah, right, Faith. She wants somethin'" But Faith, the unexpressed romantic, so well hidden even Faith doesn't know she exists, finds her heart beating faster.

"Then, uhhh…stay? Please?" Faith says. Yeah, that's tellin' her faith. Now, beg nice puppy. Good girl. Wanna Milkbone?

Shut up!

Huh?

SHUT UP!

Ya, well, if you get hurt, it's your own fault, ya dope. God, you've gone soft in the head, girl.

Buffy smiles her megawatt smile, and Faith finds herself getting all tingly.

Oh, god, ya dork. She smiles at ya, and you get goofy.

SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!

Fine.

"Ummm…wanna dance, B?" Faith asks, feeling nervous all of a sudden. God, Girl, at least keep your cool.

"Thought you'd never ask, Faith" Buffy smiles broadly, and takes Faith's hand. They head towards the floor.

"Yeah…let's show these dorks how it's done" Faith grins.

One slayer on a dance floor is awesome to behold. Two are a Phenom. Almost from the start, they fell into each other's rhythm, so it looked like for all the world that they'd been dancing together for years. They not only knew each other's move…they knew each other moves three in advance. They started doing things together that usually takes years of practice. And everyone was so noticing. As the dance progressed, it became closer and much more sexual in nature. Their bodies moved into high gear, they were dancing like lovers and not as friends. The hips gyrating, the arm bumps, the hip bumps, the butt bumps, all were suggestive and totally sensual. Both were feeling the heat, and both lit the fire a little higher. Competition was normal for them. And they were so natural. The crowd around them, watching them dance, started chanting to encourage them on.

But the real thing, the really cool thing, was watching their joy in moving. They loved to move, and the loved to move together. There was a sheer sensuality, innocent and sexual at the same time, that just permeated the club. It was beyond dancing. It was like they were in each other's bodies, and they enjoyed the control they had on each other. It was more like a mating ritual than a dance ,and it was erotic. So erotic, in fact, it affected the other dancers around them, and it started to spread out. They had started a heat, a fire, and no one wanted to put it out.

Finally, the song ended. Buffy kinda nodded her head towards the Bronze's exit. She crooked her finger at Faith, and smiled a little flirty smile, saying how about joining me outside? Faith smirked, and thought "what, one dance and you think I'm whipped…please, girl….you aint THAT good". But, she was that good. As Buffy made her way towards the exit, Faith found herself following her. All the time looking for the invisible dog collar Buffy had attached to her.

When Faith exited the club, she found Buffy leaning against the wall. She was looking a bit flushed, and smiling. She saw Faith, and just said " Wow"

Faith, ever the cynic, said " Yeah, it was ok I guess". She smirked a little.

"Just ok ?" Buffy inquired. Seemed more than "ok" while they were doing it. And god, why am I feeling all tingly and hot?

"Yeah, well…maybe a little better than ok" Faith admitted." Couple hundred dance lessons, and you'll reach pretty good"

But Faith was lying, big time. She'd danced a lot in her time, but that was totally…hot. She got so turned on, but if you think she was gonna ever admit that to blondie, you're nuts, too.

" Well, I know I got a lil warmed up by it" Buffy said, her face still flushed.

Faith looked at her, and god she was just looking sooo sexy. Whoa, girl. Down. This is Ms. Girl Scout, remember? She probably bakes cookies for a hobby. But man, can she move…and damn, she looks hot…

Faith moves next to Buffy, and leans against the wall. She's feeling a bit dizzy, and doesn't have a clue why. Yeah, what IS that about, Girl?

Buffy smiles at her, and looks at the sky. Without warning, she takes Faith hand in hers , and squeezes it gently. Faith doesn't feel tingles this time…more like electric shocks. Shit…what's this about?

Buffy gets a small smile on her face, and her eyes get a little dreamy. She says, softly. " It's a pretty night out tonight"

Faith shrugs. " I guess, B."

"You don't know? I mean, it's clear. The stars are bright. The air is warm" Buffy's voice is soft, almost a sigh.

"Aw, geeze, B. I don't go in for that romantic crap. I mean…it's bogus" Faith says. Really? How come just holdin' her hand is getting you all fired up then, Faithy? Her inner voice mocks her.

It's not. Is. Is not. Is. Isn't. is.

Didn't I tell you to shut up?

Yeah, right. That's so gonna happen.

" Bogus? It's bogus?" Buffy asks, her face getting that little scrunchie wrinkle between her eyebrows.


"Yeah…its a sucker's game, B. Trust me" Faith says. So…how come your heart's beating like a trip hammer?

" So, if…ahhh…" Buffy starts, then she gets emboldened. She slips under Faith's arm, and slips her arm around Faith's waist, resting her hand on Faith's hip. " Someone were to do this, it means nothin'?" Buffy asks, looking at Faith.

"Yeah, nothing" Faith says. Liar.

"And if" Buffy says, leaning her head on Faith's shoulder, her breath lightly breathing on Faith's neck" She does this, that's nothing too?"

Dammit, B. Stop it. Damn…stop it, please. Oh god.

Faith looks at Buffy. Her eyes are warm, and inviting. Her lips are an inch away. And look wet. OH GOD, STOP IT. DON'T TEASE ME LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!

"What are ya doin, B?" Faith breathes…realizing she'd stopped breathing for a second.

"Something I've wanted to do for a long time" Buffy breathes out. She puts her hand to Faith's cheek, and turns it. She kisses Faith, a soft, warm kiss…but with sufficient passion.

Faith…is on fire. Her lips spark and tingle, and her body's responding in a dozen ways. She pulls Buffy closer, and deepens the kiss…Buffy participating willingly.

The kiss lingers on, as their lips caress against each other. Slowly, reluctantly they break the kiss…but both suddenly need to breathe.

"What was that?" Faith pants out. She's totally in shock.

" I think they call it kissing" Buffy giggles, breathless herself.

" Yeah, smarty. I got that. Where did that come from?" Faith asks. Do I care?

" Here" Buffy takes her finger, and traces a line down Faith's chest, stopping at her heart.

Faith feels strong tingles everywhere. Everywhere!!!

" Buffy, this isn't a game" Faith says, her heart beating 1000 miles a minute. What the hell? What is she doing to me?

"No, it's not" Buffy says. She leans in, and whispers into Faith's ear, her hot breath tickling Faith in more than her ear." I want you, Faith. I want you badly. Don't you want me? Don't you like me?" Buffy asks, her voice low, sexy…and girlish.

Faith can't breath. She…is all confused, her mind is fighting her body. She wants her, god, she wants her. But …for some stupid reason, she wants to protect her. From herself.

"Buffy. Dammit, stop this now. You don't know me. I'm not some sweet thing you can play with. I'm bad, girl. I hurt people. I'm not innocent, and I'm not lovable. I'm a toy, and I use others like toys. So stop it. NOW!" Faith breaks away. She's upset, and her mind is reeling.

" Faith, please!" Buffy's voice is plaintive." Don't tell me you don't feel what I'm feeling. You'd be lying, I know it. I can feel it Faith. You feel it too."

Oh, god, I do…dammit, I do. This isn't possible! This DOESN'T HAPPEN TO ME!!! And ..fuck, it's so happening.

"B…please" Faith is pleading with her." God, I'm no good. Don't you get it? At this. I can't do this. I…" But Buffy stops her. She walks to Faith. She holds her.

"Shhh…baby, it's ok. It's ok" Buffy croons." Just love me. Just let your heart love me. That's all you need to do".

Faith is lost. She knows she's lost. How can she do this? Where did she get into my heart… Damn her to hell!!!

But, instead, Faith just kisses Buffy, putting all her feelings and passion into it, and Buffy responds, doing the same.

They're both lost, and found.

" Take me home Faith. Love me, Faith. Make me yours" Buffy breathes, her passion running hot.

" My place is a hole, Buffy" Faith breathes back, for the first time ashamed of her room.

"I'd take you home with me, baby, but mom might wonder at all the screams and moaning" Buffy giggles softly.

Oh, god, Buffy. That's so damned unfair…and fucking making me want to take you right here!!!!

"Buffy…are you sure?" Faith asks. Giving Buffy one last out.

" More sure than I've ever been" Buffy says, closing the out.

They kiss once more, then walk down the alley, heading towards Faiths motel.

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TBC