The Courtship of Buffy Summers

Later that night, the leading lady of this story can be found in her bedroom, in her yummy sushi pajamas, hugging the Care Bear to her body. She’s still upset after her talk with Anna. She’s only left her room once since she returned home, and that was to get a shower. Her mother is concerned about her, but Buffy lied and said she’s coming down with something, so hopefully she’ll get out of going to school tomorrow. She knows if she has to face the ginger girl and her goofy long time friend she’ll lose her temper after hearing Anna’s side of the story. It’s obvious that no one at that school really knows Faith, or Anna for that matter.


Just when she’s about to close her eyes and drift off to sleep she hears a rapping, a rapping on her bedroom window. ‘I swear to God if you don’t knock it off with that Edgar Allen Poe shit I’m going to fire you and get a new narrator,’ the disgruntled blonde thinks, and crawls out from under her covers. She flicks on the table lamp and walks her scrawny self over to the window. Her face is tear stained, and she looks like a drowned rat because her hair is still wet from the shower. ‘Now you’re just being mean. Stop it, I feel bad enough as it is.’ She pulls back the curtain and sees Faith sitting outside her bedroom window.


At the sight of the raven haired girl Buffy loses it and breaks down for the third time that day. Thinking about everything the two teenagers had gone through is too much for her to handle. She opens her window but doesn’t wait for Faith to enter. She sits back down on her bed and cries into her hands. She feels the other girl sit down next to her, and she leans against the warm, comforting body.


“Shh, Buffy, calm down,” Faith whispers and wraps a comforting arm around the damaged girl. Buffy leans into the touch and wraps both of her arms around Faith, and cries in her neck. She’s totally embarrassed, but at the same time she does not care. She needs someone to hold her, and the only one she wants right now is Faith. “Shh, B. I got you, you’re ok now.” The blonde slowly started to calm down. Her tears stopped flowing, the sobs slowly turned to hiccups, and her breathing returned to normal. She pulled out of the warm embrace and blushed with embarrassment at the sight of the wet spot on Faith’s shirt.


“I’m sorry,” she says and wipes the drying tears off her face. She watches as Faith slowly cups her cheek, and gently caresses the soft skin with her thumb. Buffy sighs a little, relieved sigh and leans into the touch. She smiles a little when Faith smiles at her. ‘I must look like a freak. And don’t you care comment.’


“It’s ok, it’s just a shirt,” Faith whispers and leaves a very gentle kiss on Buffy’s swollen lips. When they pull back from the kiss the upset blonde looks a little better, but Faith still looks concerned. ‘She does care about me, I knew it. I knew Willow and Xander were totally wrong about her.’ “Wanna tell me why you’re so sad?” Buffy looks away from the brown eyes of the girl sitting in front of her. ‘She’s going to be mad at me for going to Anna.’ So she takes in a deep breath and starts at the very beginning hoping if the brunette knows the entire story that she won’t get mad at her for talking to Anna Mills.


“Ever since you asked me out Willow and Xander have been telling me what a horrible person you supposedly are. I didn’t believe them because you’ve been so sweet to me, but they kept telling me that you’re some kind of heartbreaking monster.” She pauses and Faith gently wipes away the remainder of the drying tears. “So today I questioned them on it. They kept telling me how you’ve hurt all these girls, but they never told me any names, so I asked them for some.” Buffy tenses up at the thought of what she’s about to tell Faith, and all of the horrible ways Faith could react.


“So Xander told me one. He gave me an address, told me to talk to a girl named Anna Mills.” She stops breathing when she feels Faith tense. She looks up at the younger girl, and she’s completely frozen in place. She keeps going, hoping, and praying that Faith will still want to be around her at the end of it. “So I went to her house, and she told me everything.” Buffy is as quiet as a mouse while she waits for Faith to respond.


“What did she tell you?” Faith asks, her expression is still one of shock. Buffy is a little confused by the question, but she answers it without any hesitation.


“She told me that you two became friends when you were working on a school project together, and after a while she fell for you and you two started dating. And her dad walked in on you after you slept together, and everyone at school found out about you guys because Cordelia walked in on you in the girl’s locker room, and that you took the blame for everything so Anna’s reputation wouldn’t be ruined. But her dad sent her off to private school to keep her away from you. She told me you were her first everything, and she loved you so much, and it broke her heart when you dumped her, but you did it to try and protect her.” The blonde starts to cry again, but she quickly gets it under control.


“I can’t believe she told you all of that,” Faith says sounding stunned, and a little wounded. Her eyes refocus on the blonde after a minute or two, and she look confused. She lets go of Buffy and scoots away a little, the bedroom feeling like it’s shrunk and closing in on her. She takes in a deep breath to calm herself down. “I don’t get it, why are you so upset?” Buffy looks at Faith as if the other girl grew two more heads.


“There was so much pain in her eyes, and she was so...destroyed. She smiled before she started talking about it, but it didn’t reach her eyes, ya know? Like she was doing it just to pretend like she’s happy now. And hearing what you two have gone through it just...it hurt. It hurt so much.” She starts crying again, and this time it takes a little longer to get it under control. She looks at the brunette with a desperate, pleading look in her eyes. “Will you hold me, please? All day I wanted you to come back so you can hold me.”


The younger teen slowly nods her head. Buffy holds onto her hand and pulls the other girl with her as she scoots back on the bed. They lay down next to each other, their heads on either pillow. Buffy isn’t too sure what her next move should be. ‘Should I scoot over to her or wait for her to give me some sort of signal?’ When Faith slowly reaches over and gently runs a hand up and down Buffy’s arm, the blonder of the two knows that’s the signal she was looking for. She scoots over towards Faith and the brunette wraps her arms around the sad teen.


They lay together in relative silence. Buffy is still trying to keep her sobbing under control, and Faith every once in a while will make that soft shushing sound to try and calm the blonde. She’s gently rubbing Buffy’s back, and her chin is resting on the top of Buffy’s head. The brunette has never felt anything this comfortable, and real, at least not since she and Anna were caught. She wants to bottle it up and keep it forever. She starts to feel a little panicked but forces it back. Thoughts like ‘too soon’ and ‘get out, get out, get out!’ keep running through her mind, but she forces them to quiet down.


When Buffy is finally calm they still they lay together, in the quiet of the room. Faith doesn’t know what to do or say. She’s never been with anyone like this since Anna, and the uncertainty is starting to create an awkward tension between them. So Buffy decides to break the silence, but she doesn’t know what she should say. ‘Nothing heavy, we already talked about some heavy stuff. Would now be a good time to bring up the dace? Yeah, I think now is a good time. It’ll give us something safe to talk about.’


“Hey, Faith,” she whispers and pulls away from the embrace just enough to look into the dark eyes of the girl who’s still holding her. “Did you know that semiformal is coming up?” The brunette nods her head yes but doesn’t say anything. ‘Ok, good sign or bad? I think we’re entering a school zone, reduce speed to 25 mph.’ “I got asked to it by two different people today. I’ve never even talked to them before, one of them I didn’t even know existed until she asked me. How weird is that?” The brunette has little red flags going off in her mind.


“Do you remember their names?” she asks and moves her hand from Buffy’s back to Buffy’s arm. She watches as the blonde gets a cute little look on her face while she tries to remember the names of the two asker-outers. ‘Does she even realize how cute she is? She has to know, and I bet she uses it to get her way. She already tried it once at the fair. She didn’t just try it, she did it, and it worked. I’m such a sucker for a cute blonde.’


“Well, the boy was Percy West, everybody knows who he is. I can’t remember the girl’s name. I know it started with a K, but I don’t remember. Wait here real quick.” And as quick as a bunny the little blonde hops off the bed and quietly makes her way over to her laundry basket. She gets her sweater and takes out the little slip of paper and unfolds it. “Kennedy, her name is Kennedy.” She tosses it into the trash, and sits back down on the bed. She isn’t sure if Faith wants to hold her some more so she waits for the brunette to take the lead. “Do you know her? She seemed really sure of herself. Said you wouldn’t take me because dances just aren’t your thing.” She tries not to look sad at that but she does.


“They’re not.” Plain and simple. Buffy looks down at her lap and pouts some more. This is her first big dance at her new school and she really wanted to go. She doesn’t want anyone to label her a weird loner who can’t get a date for the dance. She hears Faith chuckle a little so she looks up, pout still in place, and sees that the brunette is smiling a megawatt smile. ‘What the hell is she smiling at?’ “But I think I’ll make an exception. God, you’re so cute when you pout.” That makes the blonde blush, and get a bashful smile on her face.


“Really?” she asks, and blushes a little more. She tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear and watches as Faith props herself up on her elbow. The brunette still has that little smile on her face and the blonde can’t help but smile back.


“Totally. If you ever get caught committing a crime just pout in front of the judge and jury and they’ll let you go, maybe even apologize for making you go through all of it.” That makes Buffy giggle a little bit, but she keeps it low since her mom might hear them. But then Buffy get a little serious, and she feels a little bad about it since they had a nice little moment going. Faith notices the change right away and prepares herself for whatever it is the blonde is going to say.


“So, you’re not mad at me for going to see Anna?” she asks and looks away from Faith. She doesn’t even look up when she feels the bed shift down as Faith sits up. Then she feels the brunette’s soft hands on her face, and her chin is lifted up so she’s pretty much forced to look at the other girl. And when she looks into Faith’s eyes she sees nothing but understanding. There’s no anger, or irritation or any of the other things she was expecting the other girl to be.


“No, I’m not mad that you went to see her. She knows more about me then anyone else in this town.” Faith gently caresses Buffy’s cheek and the older girl almost purrs at the feeling. ‘I can totally get used to this.’ “There are some things though. Things that you’re not going to like. Things I’ve done to people. But can we talk about all of that later? It’s my first night back in town and I missed you.” Buffy smiles very shyly at that. “I was kinda hoping for a welcome back kiss.” The blonde nods her head a little bit and they slowly lean towards each other.


‘I am never going to get tired of her lips,’ she thinks as Faith kisses her slowly and very gently. The part their lips at almost the same time, and their tongues come out to play. They slowly massage against each other, and chase each other back and forth from one mouth to the other. Then Faith does that swirly thing on the top of Buffy’s mouth that the blonde has come to love, and Buffy moans deep in her throat. They pull back for about three seconds to catch their breath, but then dive back in. Faith lets her hand rest on the nape of Buffy’s neck, and she gently massages the warm skin with her fingers. ‘Oh God, if she’s trying to get me worked up so I’ll take this further she’s doing a good job.’


“Elizabeth Anne Summers!” They both pull back like they were just burned and look over at the bedroom door. Both of their faces pale when they see Joyce standing in the doorway, hands on her hips, tapping her foot in frustration. Her face is red, and her breathing is hard. Neither one of them knows what to say so they remain quiet. “I think it’s about time you left.” Faith nods her head and casts a ‘I’ll see you later’ type of look at Buffy before she gets off the bed and slowly slinks her way passed the angry mother. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with you.” The older Summers leaves the room and slams the door on her way out. ‘Well, at least we both still have our skin.’ She turns out her lamp, crawls under the covers, and cuddles up to her Care Bear while she falls asleep, dreaming of no one but Faith.