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Admittedly when summer did hit Sunnydale all the dark shades of ever present grey were swept under the proverbial carpet. The Sun shone and as classes had been dismissed for the day the students, teens and adults of the ‘Dale aside took full advantage and enjoyed the rare times of peace.

The scoobies were no different, they had all taken some time out to just sit and chill, a rare part of their youth, so treasured wisely…

“Seriously Xander? Football?” Buffy was lounging in the sun in her low top and shorts.

“Aww come on B why not? It’s just football!” Faith of course had to be ready to show off. She knew she could beat Xander, but the chance to humiliate the girly girl in Buffy was too rare to pass up.

Xander had a goofy grin as Faith joined his side, “Any one else?” Willow looked over at Buffy above her sun glasses,

“What would it hurt? A slayer on each team seems pretty fair to me,” Buffy gave in, it was those damn puppy dog eyes, each one of them had it down to a T.

“Hey quit with the pout, I patented that pout! Fine I’ll play,” A rowdy “Yay!” came from the group.

The two pairs split up as Buffy and Willow took the ball. Both girls huddled together to come up with a strategy, after all it’s no fun to lose the bragging rights.

“Come on B while it’s summer, I’m an all rounder but football in the snow just ain’t fun!”

Buffy rolled her eyes, she had a perfect plan to put stop both the over competitive two some. Buffy started with the ball as Xander and Faith went for her she threw the ball to Willow, but before they could register where the ball was Buffy bent down to ‘tie up her shoe laces’. Faith and Xander were dumbfounded memorised and prayed in thanks to the lord of low tops.

“Touch down!! Yay Rosenbourg!” Willow was doing a happy dance while Faith and Xander picked their jaws up off the floor.

“Um, 1-0?” Buffy lop sided her head to give a dumb blonde look.

“S’nothing B, soon pick it up won’t we Xan man?” She hit Xander to get a response. He nodded his head with confused eyes. They had to both admit that they had been played and as before neither could stop the similar game play for the next half hour.

“So, Faith, Xander, ready to give up? I mean come on, 12-3 I think it’s time to call it a day, I wanna get some training done before patrol tonight!” Buffy was playfully tossing the ball around.

“No fair B! You and Red cheated!” Both the accused players stood together swayed hips and arms around each other they placed their heads together with a sexy smile,

“Nah I think it was pretty much fair play don’t you Will?”

“Yeah, I mean we can’t be blamed if they can’t ogle and concentrate at the same time.” Faith gave in and began to gather their things as the sun would soon be setting, she had a plan.

***

“So, putting today’s roasting behind us, you wanted to train a little B?” They were setting their things down in Buffy’s kitchen. Faith playfully poked Buffy in the ribs showing off her trademark grin.

“Why not? I think the warm nights are gonna make for some boring patrols trust me. Basement?”

“Garden? After all it is a nice evening.”

“Aww, Faithy getting all romantical? How cute,” Buffy poked Faith back,

“Ok, cute, eww!! I am many things babe, but cute ain’t one!” Buffy stuck out her tongue,

“I guess that makes it 2-0 then Faithy! Come on, race you out back!” Faith was still working out the scorings before her mind was yelling, “Run!”

Buffy was already in the yard doing her stretches, “Hey, 3-0! Come on Faith you’re behind, not like you!” Her voice was dripping with innuendo and of course Faith had to rise to it.

“Must admit B, never saw you as an on top girl,” Buffy’s face blushed furiously at her remark, as Faith gut laughed at the effect her words had, “Ha!! 3-1, come on girly girl lets see what you got!”

Buffy unleashed a flurry of kick combos with a few added swings for effect; Faith ducked and dodged waiting for the right time. Buffy came at Faith and swung a right hook, easily Faith caught her arm pulling it up behind Buffy’s back as she grabbed and held her left arm and held both wrists in her hand immobilising her.

Faith lent in towards Buffy’s ear, her breath calm “3-2” With her free hand Faith poked Buffy in her exposed ribs before letting her go.

“No problem F, still got that point lead!” Faith shook her head freeing her tasselled raven locks raising her hand she wagged her finger,

“Not for long babe!” Just the tone of her voice put Buffy off, the sun shone through Faith’s hair; it looked like slow motion as she ran towards her. Reality snapped back when Faith had pinned Buffy to the floor straddling her midsection.

“Shit,”

“Ohh, Buffy you potty mouth! Since when do you use profanities?”

“Since you used words with more than one syllable,” Buffy rolled the pair over till she was on top; about to hit out with another jibe Faith flipped her again.

“3-3 B” Faith used her free hands to tickle at the prone slayers side and stomach. Buffy was squirming and laughing tying to get Faith off of her. “Come on B, sun’s setting, you’re gonna be late for patrol!”

“I wouldn’t be if you let me up!” she managed to get her words out through loud laughter, as much as she knew she had to patrol this little game wasn’t over yet.

“What’s the point of you patrolling if you can’t even get out of a tickle attack B!” Faith wasn’t relenting in her attack, however her control was short lived as Buffy flipped the pair, “Ah, point made B, maybe it is time for patrol you know,”

Buffy waved an accusing finger at her captive “Now Faithy, surely you jest,”

Faith raised her eyebrow in question, “I what now?”

“You don’t think I can let you off without a taste of your own medicine, do you?” Buffy’s face contorted to a semi evil smile.

Raising her hands in defense, “I don’t wanna ruin your fun, but you know, ah, we really gotta get going, you know don’t wanna be late and all.”

“I must say I admire your feeling of responsibility ‘F’ but it doesn’t fool me.” Buffy was ready to dish it all back and without hesitation her attack began. She forcefully pinned Faith with her toned thighs and wrestled both of Faith’s wrists into one hand.

“Really B, this has got me at a bit of a disadvantage,” The sun was setting slowly and the bright sun illuminated the pair as they tumbled around the garden in the warm air. Each gave off a hazy glow, beautiful to an observer while both remained oblivious.

Buffy cemented the pin still keeping one arm free and resumed her assault on Faith, her fingers skipped over the tanned skin causing the younger to squirm away from the touch and yet relish it at the same time.

“Never thought of you as much of a squirming type Faith,” her evil grin returned,

“Well you know you are sitting on me in not very much and the summer sun, does a lot to a girl, know what I mean!” Faith returned with her shit eating grin and a wink to boot.

Retaliating Buffy stepped up her onslaught making Faith squeal in laughter, “Ohh!! Girly moment! 4-3!!”

Buffy got up from Faith who was still laughing, but she soon followed suit. The two slayers leant on the fence watching the sun go down. “It’s beautiful isn’t it?” Buffy sighed quietly savouring a moment of peace in Sunnydale.

“Yeah, it’s nice, not really my thing, but nice none the less.” Faith moved to stand behind the smaller slayer resting her arms on Buffy’s shoulders, instinctively she moved back into the taller slayer.

“You know, people might think this was weird you know us standing like this.” Faith ventured heavily hinting at Buffy.

“Nah, I don’t think so,” Buffy took Faith’s arms down and placed them around her waist in an attempt to fluster the younger slayer. “They may get weirded out by this though.”

A smirk adorned her face waiting to feel her tense up behind her, but Faith had other plans. Faith leaned her head on the shoulder in front of her, “No, I’m not so sure; people don’t care about anything these days.”

Buffy turned her head to meet her sister slayer sharing the smug smile playing the game until one gave up. It was like playing chicken with the hornies. “No, people don’t even blink when two girls stand together, or hug, or even kiss.” Buffy nodded playing a semi serious face but before she could play the next move Faith had stolen it.

She had lent in and fully crushed her lips against the blonde’s, Buffy’s eyes opened in surprise; no sooner had it began Faith broke away laughing and smiling as she ran back to the house, “Ha! 4-4 baby!! Bring it slayer!!”

Buffy was mentally shaking her head to see if it had happened, she had won out this game, but this night was far from over…