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BtVS AU/AR › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
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17
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Chapter 14
I guess I’ve been getting inspired for this one lately, since here is yet another update for the story. I think I’ll work on the SLAYERS story a little next, since I’ve got a little bit of a block on Who I Am. Thanks for the reviews. And yey, Lele reviewed again *is all happy and flattered*
It had been awkward all day long. Both girls had come to school aching-tired. Buffy was still exhausted from not only being out late, but from drudging up the memories of her ex-whatever. Faith, for her part, had managed to get Buffy into bed, eventually, and gone home, but had tossed all night, staring up at her cracking ceiling in frustration. Though the blonde had struggled through her classes that day, Faith had skipped more than one in an attempt to nap in the library, or some other remote and quiet location. Lunch was even worse.
“Fuck it’s bright out here.” They all looked at Faith curiously as they sat at some of the benches in the quad for lunch, Buffy looking almost as tired, and trying to act as if she weren’t. Willow and Tara sat next to each other, Jessie hurrying to sit as close as he could to Buffy. “It is. I was nappin afore this.”
“Faith, if you don’t start showing up to classes more often, you’re going to have to repeat a grade again.” Willow admonished, examining her apple before biting into it. Faith glowered, but her expression was more of tired aggravation than anything else. “What were you doing last night that made you so tired anyway? Tara said you guys got back at a pretty decent time.”
Buffy glanced at Faith discreetly, stuffing something into her mouth and looking nervous. Faith, as a result, hesitated. Finally, she grinned lewdly and winked at Willow. “Let’s just say that I snuck into a hottie’s room and had my arms around ‘er for a while, and leave it at that, yeah? Don’t think ya need the details.”
Willow turned bright red, and shook her head, making Faith chuckle a little and Buffy breathe out a sigh, smiling softly. She was going along with it though. “Faith, you’re libido is the size of Texas.”
“Her what?” Jesse asked, eyes shocked-round. Tara giggled softly, and Faith only smiled suggestively as she stole some of Buffy’s chips to munch on, despite the fact that she had her own.
“Nevermind, Jesse.” Buffy said with a small smirk. “So you were with a hottie after you dropped me off, huh? That why you rushed through that last game?”
“No. I figured I should get ya out of there before one of those lunkhead gamers came over and hit on ya. Some o’ the greasy haired dorks were staring at your ass every time you bent over.” Faith grinned in return, some of the sleepiness gone from her eyes. “Maybe I shoulda let ‘em come over, eh?”
“Thanks, but no thanks.” Buffy wrinkled her nose. “Only guys that shower on a regular basis, meaning daily, have any chance with me.” Faith looked at her while Willow and Tara laughed together over that, and Buffy caught her eyes, then swallowed hard and looked down. She still couldn’t believe that, of all people, Faith had been the one she’d told. If it hadn’t been Tara, she could have sworn that she would tell Willow. But… it had been Faith? Remembering how Glory had pretty much screwed her over, and seeing far too many similarities in the two girls, she closed her eyes and tried not to think on it too much. Faith only frowned and looked away.
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Faith and Buffy had both been acting strangely these past two days at school. One moment they seemed to be getting along better than ever, and the next they wouldn’t even be able to look at each other. Jesse, being the goof that he was, hadn’t noticed of course, but both Tara and Willow had, and it was worrying them. So now, as they met at the Bronze, on a rare weekend that Spike wasn’t visiting, Willow and Tara both watched their friends act stranger than even before. Faith would look over at Buffy and let out a sigh as she frowned, and the blonde would stare absently out at the dancefloor as if there were something extremely interesting there.
“Hey Buffy… I noticed you watching the dance floor… and… um…” Buffy looked up, startled out of her daydream, at a boy from school that had approached them. She didn’t really recognize him, but suspected that they had at least one class together, since he knew her name. “And… um… you wanna dance?”
“Um, sure.” Buffy plastered on a smile and joined him out to the dance floor, seeming to come alive again and begin the familiar ritual of teasing and dancing. It looked like nothing had changed.
“Fuckin prick…” Faith growled, glowering in their direction before realizing that the others had heard her, and that Willow was staring at her in confusion. “I’m bored.”
“Was that Parker Abrams?” Jesse suddenly asked in confusion. Willow seemed startled as well, and turned to look out at the dance floor where Buffy was smiling coyly at the boy. “That’s Parker.”
“Fuckin prick…” Faith reiterated, glowering at him as he danced with Buffy, though it was a bit more heartfelt and audible this time. Tara blushed and turned to the redhead for an explanation.
“He’s… um… kind of known as a playboy.” Willow said with her own blush, frowning out at the ‘couple’. He was usually a lot more suave and calm than his hesitant query to Buffy though.
“Maybe I should go interrupt.” Jesse said, starting to stand, but Faith beat him to it. The brunette, strutting out and onto the dance floor strode easily over to them, swaying her hips and positioning just enough to show herself off well.
“Can I cut in…” Buffy looked a bit insulted at that, and Parker looked between the two of them in confusion, before Faith suddenly nudged the boy away and began dancing with the blonde, to Buffy’s surprise. “Don’t even think about it, B. He’s a grade-A dickwad. Ya wanna play rebound, go for a nice guy.”
“I’m not playing rebound…” Buffy whispered, not looking Faith in the eye but dancing with her nevertheless. “He asked me to dance and I said yes, that’s it.”
“Yeah, well… asshole like that, people see you dancing, they’ll start sayin shit.” Faith grumbled, spinning Buffy and then dancing up behind her. “You okay though?”
Buffy was silent for a full minute, but when she turned around again, she was smiling softly. “Yeah… I’m fine. Sorry. Thank-you.”
“Eh… I’m not good at that shit. Red’d be better at that.” Faith wrinkled her nose as she said it casually, shrugging. Almost wincing at the sudden flash of hurt in Buffy’s eyes, she sighed. “I mean… um… no big. So what do ya wanna do about Red n’ Blondie?”
Buffy was silent again at the sudden change in topic, and they paused a little as the song changed, but didn’t return to the table. “I… tough to say. It’d be easier without Spike. Hate it as I might to admit it, he’s a nice enough guy. Loyal to her. Cares about her. He won’t just disappear, and I don’t think he’ll fuck up.”
“Did you just cuss B? I’m impressed.” Faith winked, joking, and spun the blonde again, inwardly breathing a sigh of relief. She didn’t know if she could handle having to be the strong, comforting shoulder if Buffy started crying again.
“Anyway… it means that we’ll have to make Tara realize that she was only with Spike initially to get away from Dad and the house. I know she likes him… but not that much. Not like that.” Buffy sighed and rolled her eyes, smirking as a slow song started up. Instead of ending the conversation, she winked first at Faith, then over the brunette’s shoulders at their table of friends, and swung her arms around the taller girl’s shoulders. Faith looked surprised, but was stuck dancing with Buffy unless she wanted to pull away more harshly than needed. “She doesn’t gush about him like a girl with a crush, not like when I can get her to talk about Willow.”
“I… erm… yeah…” Faith said, swallowing hard and looking around as she tried to decide on what to do. Half of her mind was on the conversation, the other half seemed to waver between the dreams she’d been having, the revelations of Wednesday night, and the fact that she could feel Buffy dancing softly against her. “Wills’s got it bad, too… Erm… right.”
“Chill Faith, I’m not gonna bite.” Buffy said with a mischievous smirk, back to her old self, seemingly. “So what do you think we should do?”
“Eh… it’ll work out. Just forget about it for now.” Faith said, rolling her eyes and doing her best to not look at Buffy directly through the entire little dance.
TBC
It had been awkward all day long. Both girls had come to school aching-tired. Buffy was still exhausted from not only being out late, but from drudging up the memories of her ex-whatever. Faith, for her part, had managed to get Buffy into bed, eventually, and gone home, but had tossed all night, staring up at her cracking ceiling in frustration. Though the blonde had struggled through her classes that day, Faith had skipped more than one in an attempt to nap in the library, or some other remote and quiet location. Lunch was even worse.
“Fuck it’s bright out here.” They all looked at Faith curiously as they sat at some of the benches in the quad for lunch, Buffy looking almost as tired, and trying to act as if she weren’t. Willow and Tara sat next to each other, Jessie hurrying to sit as close as he could to Buffy. “It is. I was nappin afore this.”
“Faith, if you don’t start showing up to classes more often, you’re going to have to repeat a grade again.” Willow admonished, examining her apple before biting into it. Faith glowered, but her expression was more of tired aggravation than anything else. “What were you doing last night that made you so tired anyway? Tara said you guys got back at a pretty decent time.”
Buffy glanced at Faith discreetly, stuffing something into her mouth and looking nervous. Faith, as a result, hesitated. Finally, she grinned lewdly and winked at Willow. “Let’s just say that I snuck into a hottie’s room and had my arms around ‘er for a while, and leave it at that, yeah? Don’t think ya need the details.”
Willow turned bright red, and shook her head, making Faith chuckle a little and Buffy breathe out a sigh, smiling softly. She was going along with it though. “Faith, you’re libido is the size of Texas.”
“Her what?” Jesse asked, eyes shocked-round. Tara giggled softly, and Faith only smiled suggestively as she stole some of Buffy’s chips to munch on, despite the fact that she had her own.
“Nevermind, Jesse.” Buffy said with a small smirk. “So you were with a hottie after you dropped me off, huh? That why you rushed through that last game?”
“No. I figured I should get ya out of there before one of those lunkhead gamers came over and hit on ya. Some o’ the greasy haired dorks were staring at your ass every time you bent over.” Faith grinned in return, some of the sleepiness gone from her eyes. “Maybe I shoulda let ‘em come over, eh?”
“Thanks, but no thanks.” Buffy wrinkled her nose. “Only guys that shower on a regular basis, meaning daily, have any chance with me.” Faith looked at her while Willow and Tara laughed together over that, and Buffy caught her eyes, then swallowed hard and looked down. She still couldn’t believe that, of all people, Faith had been the one she’d told. If it hadn’t been Tara, she could have sworn that she would tell Willow. But… it had been Faith? Remembering how Glory had pretty much screwed her over, and seeing far too many similarities in the two girls, she closed her eyes and tried not to think on it too much. Faith only frowned and looked away.
~
Faith and Buffy had both been acting strangely these past two days at school. One moment they seemed to be getting along better than ever, and the next they wouldn’t even be able to look at each other. Jesse, being the goof that he was, hadn’t noticed of course, but both Tara and Willow had, and it was worrying them. So now, as they met at the Bronze, on a rare weekend that Spike wasn’t visiting, Willow and Tara both watched their friends act stranger than even before. Faith would look over at Buffy and let out a sigh as she frowned, and the blonde would stare absently out at the dancefloor as if there were something extremely interesting there.
“Hey Buffy… I noticed you watching the dance floor… and… um…” Buffy looked up, startled out of her daydream, at a boy from school that had approached them. She didn’t really recognize him, but suspected that they had at least one class together, since he knew her name. “And… um… you wanna dance?”
“Um, sure.” Buffy plastered on a smile and joined him out to the dance floor, seeming to come alive again and begin the familiar ritual of teasing and dancing. It looked like nothing had changed.
“Fuckin prick…” Faith growled, glowering in their direction before realizing that the others had heard her, and that Willow was staring at her in confusion. “I’m bored.”
“Was that Parker Abrams?” Jesse suddenly asked in confusion. Willow seemed startled as well, and turned to look out at the dance floor where Buffy was smiling coyly at the boy. “That’s Parker.”
“Fuckin prick…” Faith reiterated, glowering at him as he danced with Buffy, though it was a bit more heartfelt and audible this time. Tara blushed and turned to the redhead for an explanation.
“He’s… um… kind of known as a playboy.” Willow said with her own blush, frowning out at the ‘couple’. He was usually a lot more suave and calm than his hesitant query to Buffy though.
“Maybe I should go interrupt.” Jesse said, starting to stand, but Faith beat him to it. The brunette, strutting out and onto the dance floor strode easily over to them, swaying her hips and positioning just enough to show herself off well.
“Can I cut in…” Buffy looked a bit insulted at that, and Parker looked between the two of them in confusion, before Faith suddenly nudged the boy away and began dancing with the blonde, to Buffy’s surprise. “Don’t even think about it, B. He’s a grade-A dickwad. Ya wanna play rebound, go for a nice guy.”
“I’m not playing rebound…” Buffy whispered, not looking Faith in the eye but dancing with her nevertheless. “He asked me to dance and I said yes, that’s it.”
“Yeah, well… asshole like that, people see you dancing, they’ll start sayin shit.” Faith grumbled, spinning Buffy and then dancing up behind her. “You okay though?”
Buffy was silent for a full minute, but when she turned around again, she was smiling softly. “Yeah… I’m fine. Sorry. Thank-you.”
“Eh… I’m not good at that shit. Red’d be better at that.” Faith wrinkled her nose as she said it casually, shrugging. Almost wincing at the sudden flash of hurt in Buffy’s eyes, she sighed. “I mean… um… no big. So what do ya wanna do about Red n’ Blondie?”
Buffy was silent again at the sudden change in topic, and they paused a little as the song changed, but didn’t return to the table. “I… tough to say. It’d be easier without Spike. Hate it as I might to admit it, he’s a nice enough guy. Loyal to her. Cares about her. He won’t just disappear, and I don’t think he’ll fuck up.”
“Did you just cuss B? I’m impressed.” Faith winked, joking, and spun the blonde again, inwardly breathing a sigh of relief. She didn’t know if she could handle having to be the strong, comforting shoulder if Buffy started crying again.
“Anyway… it means that we’ll have to make Tara realize that she was only with Spike initially to get away from Dad and the house. I know she likes him… but not that much. Not like that.” Buffy sighed and rolled her eyes, smirking as a slow song started up. Instead of ending the conversation, she winked first at Faith, then over the brunette’s shoulders at their table of friends, and swung her arms around the taller girl’s shoulders. Faith looked surprised, but was stuck dancing with Buffy unless she wanted to pull away more harshly than needed. “She doesn’t gush about him like a girl with a crush, not like when I can get her to talk about Willow.”
“I… erm… yeah…” Faith said, swallowing hard and looking around as she tried to decide on what to do. Half of her mind was on the conversation, the other half seemed to waver between the dreams she’d been having, the revelations of Wednesday night, and the fact that she could feel Buffy dancing softly against her. “Wills’s got it bad, too… Erm… right.”
“Chill Faith, I’m not gonna bite.” Buffy said with a mischievous smirk, back to her old self, seemingly. “So what do you think we should do?”
“Eh… it’ll work out. Just forget about it for now.” Faith said, rolling her eyes and doing her best to not look at Buffy directly through the entire little dance.
TBC