1.01 Life's Short
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
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3,175
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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Act One
Fade In:
Buffy’s Car
“What the hell!” Buffy yelled and looked behind her. A white car was slammed right into hers. She put her hand to her forehead, she was bleeding. “Great, just great,” She mumbled. “Faith?”
She looked to her side. Faith was unconscious, and there was a large spider crack on the windshield where her head hit. “Fuck! Faith!” Buffy unbuckled her seatbelt and ran her fingers delicately over Faith’s face. There was no cuts, but blood was running from a cut on the top of her head, down her forehead. “Shit shit shit,” Buffy cursed. “Faith, please wake up.” She tapped Faiths cheek a couple times.
Faith stirred and groaned as she held her head. “What the fuck happened?”
“Some guy hit us, are you okay? Do you need to go to a hospital?” Buffy looked over her worriedly.
“No hospitals,” Faith answered automatically and brought her hand up to wipe the blood out of her eyes. She looked at her hand, “Damn.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’ll be five by five in the morning B, you know us.” A guy tapped on the window hard and Buffy opened the car door.
“Why the fuck were you stopped in the middle of the street, lady? You coulda got us killed!” The guy was about mid twenties, kinda scrawny but he held himself with confidence since he was facing off with such a tiny woman.
“Hey asshole,” Faith got out of the car, “Maybe if you weren’t so damn BLIND, we wouldn’t have gotten into this mess.”
“I wasn’t talking to you, bitch.”
“Bitch?!” Faith jumped over the hood of the car and got right up into his face. “Say it again, I fucking dare you.”
“Faith, Faith stop it,” Buffy pulled on Faiths arm and got her away from the man. Faith practically growled at him.
“Look, I’ll pay for the damages,” Buffy continued.
“What?! Fuck no, B. Let the fuck head pay for it, he’s the one that rear ended us!” She started towards the guy again but Buffy held her back.
“Because YOU were stopped in the middle of the street!” He yelled.
“I already said I’d pay for it, can we stop yelling?” Buffy tried.
“I don’t know why you wanna pay for this, its not our fuckin fault.” Faith folded her arms in front of her chest and glared.
“Faith, could you please stop swearing after every word that leaves your mouth? Its not helping.”
“And neither is letting him walk all over you.”
Buffy sighed and surveyed the damage of the two cars. They we both a little crunched up, but still runable. “Just go back in the car,” she addressed Faith.
Faith didn’t move, but also kept her mouth shut.
Buffy went into the car and got a pad and a pen out of her purse, “Just write down your name and your insurance company and I’ll settle this tomorrow.”
“You better,” he said as he grabbed them out of Buffy’s hands and wrote them down. He handed it back to her roughly.
“Bye,” she said before getting back into the car. She rolled down her window and looked at Faith, who was still standing there. “Are you coming or not?”
Faith just stood there, having what seemed like a glaring contest at the guy. Finally he dropped his gaze and went back to his car, and Faith had a smirk on her face. She jumped over the hood again and got back in the car.
“Is that how you get your kicks? Glaring matches?” Buffy asked before pulling out into the street again.
“Intimidation is what its all about,” Faith replied, still smirking.
Buffy rolled her eyes before turning her eyes on the road.
Cut to:
Parking lot of the Marriott Hotel - Night.
Buffy pulled into the parking lot of the Marriott hotel and stopped the car. She looked over at her sister slayer, who was sleeping and snoring. Buffy shook her, “Faith, wake up. We’re here.”
“Huh? What?” Faith replied sleepily as she opened her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and stretched, then yawned.
“We’re here,” Buffy repeated as she got out of the car.
“Here as in... where?” Faith sat up and gathered her comic books.
“Marriott Hotel,” Buffy replied as she opened the back seat door and started pulling out their luggage.
“Who’s paying for this? I mean, we’re all broke B, how the fuck did we get the Marriott?”
Buffy shrugged, “Giles just said he’d take care of it.” She threw Faith her bag as she got out of the car, “Here.”
Faith caught it easily and looked around, “God I hate this city...”
Cut to:
Inside their motel room.
“Can you NOT jump on your bed, I don’t want to have to pay for that when you break it. We’ve had enough damage done for the day,” Buffy said to Faith, who promptly ignored her and kept bouncing on the bed like a child.
“Check it out B, I can do flips!” She bounced in the air and flipped herself over. She landed on her feet but the bed kept bouncing and she ended up falling on her ass.
Buffy laughed.
Faith glared at her, “That wasn’t funny.”
Buffy kept laughing, “Yes it was!”
“Ugh!” Faith got up and stomped into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
Buffy wiped at the tears that started to form when she was laughing so hard and started to calm down. “What’s her problem?” She asked herself quietly.
Cut to:
Bathroom
Faith sat on the toilet and grumbled to herself, “Of course *I* have to be the one to make an ass outta myself... Little Miss Perfect doesn’t do anything wrong.” She paused, “Except getting us in a car accident.” She smiled a little at the thought that Buffy’s not so perfect anymore.
There was a knock on the door, “Faith? Faith are you okay? I’m sorry I laughed, really.”
Faith sighed and opened the door. “Yeah, whatever. I just needed to take a leak, had nothin to do about you,” she lied.
Buffy gave her a knowing look but didn’t press the issue.
Faith sat on her bed and took the remote off the bedside table, “There better be something worth watching on, I miss TV.” She clicked it on and flipped through the channels until she got to HBO. She smirked, since it was really late, she knew what would be on.
Buffy looked up when she heard moaning. “FAITH!”
Faith cracked up, “Come on B, ever watch porn before?”
Buffy blushed about three shades of red and looked away from the TV, “That’s none of your business. Now *please* turn it off.”
Faith kept on, “I bet you were a secret porn junkie, trying to find the guy with the largest dick so you can get yourself off to it.”
“No! Of course not!” Buffy denied, and busied herself putting away their clothes.
Faith flashed her a wicked grin, “Well if what your saying is true, then you’re missing out. I suggest ya join the club, girlfriend. And hey, if that doesn’t get ya off, I can always turn it to girl on girl porn.”
“Ugh, Faith! I don’t want to watch it, and even if I wanted to then it wouldn’t be with you. And trust me, I don’t think I’d `get off` on lesbian porn either.”
“You’d be surprised.” Faith changed it to lesbian porn, making Buffy blush even redder than she was already, and put her hands in front of her eyes to block the view.
“Het is nice and all, but girl/girl is just sexier,” Faith continued, watching both the TV and Buffy’s reaction.
Buffy looked at her the best she could without getting a glimpse of the TV. “You’re gay now?”
Faith shrugged, “I go every which way there is. Sex is sex, ya know?”
Buffy didn’t have an answer to that and went back to the original argument, “Can you please turn it off now?”
“Nope.”
“Come on, I said please.”
“And what? You think your gonna get your way just by that one little word? You aren’t eight anymore B, and I certainly am not your mother.” Her eyes were fixated on the two women, who were touching, licking, moaning.
Buffy paused for a second, contemplating something. She then pounced on Faith, and wrestled her for the remote, “Give it to me!”
“Nope, gonna make this hard for ya,” Faith replied as she squirmed from underneath Buffy, getting free and standing up, holding the remote high above her head. Buffy stood up and Faith taunted, “Buffy’s to sho-rt, Buffy’s too sho-rt.”
Buffy jumped high and reached it, taking it out of her hands. She taunted back, “Faith isn’t tall enough, Faith isn’t tall enough.” She giggled and ran away, turning off the TV as she passed it.
Faith ran after her and tackled her to the ground. “You cant beat me, B!” She pinned her arms above her head. “I’m stronger than you are.”
Buffy lifted one leg up and circled it around Faith’s back and pressed down, pressing her body into hers, making Faith lose concentration and she flipped the other woman over and landed on top. “No, you might be bigger, but never stronger.” She smirked down at her.
Faith looked up at Buffy, they were both breathing heavily and Buffy was practically spilling out of her tank top. Faith couldn’t help but stare. Buffy noticed and blushed a little, looking into Faiths eyes. Faith looked back at her, and held her gaze for a long time.
Fade Out
Buffy’s Car
“What the hell!” Buffy yelled and looked behind her. A white car was slammed right into hers. She put her hand to her forehead, she was bleeding. “Great, just great,” She mumbled. “Faith?”
She looked to her side. Faith was unconscious, and there was a large spider crack on the windshield where her head hit. “Fuck! Faith!” Buffy unbuckled her seatbelt and ran her fingers delicately over Faith’s face. There was no cuts, but blood was running from a cut on the top of her head, down her forehead. “Shit shit shit,” Buffy cursed. “Faith, please wake up.” She tapped Faiths cheek a couple times.
Faith stirred and groaned as she held her head. “What the fuck happened?”
“Some guy hit us, are you okay? Do you need to go to a hospital?” Buffy looked over her worriedly.
“No hospitals,” Faith answered automatically and brought her hand up to wipe the blood out of her eyes. She looked at her hand, “Damn.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’ll be five by five in the morning B, you know us.” A guy tapped on the window hard and Buffy opened the car door.
“Why the fuck were you stopped in the middle of the street, lady? You coulda got us killed!” The guy was about mid twenties, kinda scrawny but he held himself with confidence since he was facing off with such a tiny woman.
“Hey asshole,” Faith got out of the car, “Maybe if you weren’t so damn BLIND, we wouldn’t have gotten into this mess.”
“I wasn’t talking to you, bitch.”
“Bitch?!” Faith jumped over the hood of the car and got right up into his face. “Say it again, I fucking dare you.”
“Faith, Faith stop it,” Buffy pulled on Faiths arm and got her away from the man. Faith practically growled at him.
“Look, I’ll pay for the damages,” Buffy continued.
“What?! Fuck no, B. Let the fuck head pay for it, he’s the one that rear ended us!” She started towards the guy again but Buffy held her back.
“Because YOU were stopped in the middle of the street!” He yelled.
“I already said I’d pay for it, can we stop yelling?” Buffy tried.
“I don’t know why you wanna pay for this, its not our fuckin fault.” Faith folded her arms in front of her chest and glared.
“Faith, could you please stop swearing after every word that leaves your mouth? Its not helping.”
“And neither is letting him walk all over you.”
Buffy sighed and surveyed the damage of the two cars. They we both a little crunched up, but still runable. “Just go back in the car,” she addressed Faith.
Faith didn’t move, but also kept her mouth shut.
Buffy went into the car and got a pad and a pen out of her purse, “Just write down your name and your insurance company and I’ll settle this tomorrow.”
“You better,” he said as he grabbed them out of Buffy’s hands and wrote them down. He handed it back to her roughly.
“Bye,” she said before getting back into the car. She rolled down her window and looked at Faith, who was still standing there. “Are you coming or not?”
Faith just stood there, having what seemed like a glaring contest at the guy. Finally he dropped his gaze and went back to his car, and Faith had a smirk on her face. She jumped over the hood again and got back in the car.
“Is that how you get your kicks? Glaring matches?” Buffy asked before pulling out into the street again.
“Intimidation is what its all about,” Faith replied, still smirking.
Buffy rolled her eyes before turning her eyes on the road.
Cut to:
Parking lot of the Marriott Hotel - Night.
Buffy pulled into the parking lot of the Marriott hotel and stopped the car. She looked over at her sister slayer, who was sleeping and snoring. Buffy shook her, “Faith, wake up. We’re here.”
“Huh? What?” Faith replied sleepily as she opened her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and stretched, then yawned.
“We’re here,” Buffy repeated as she got out of the car.
“Here as in... where?” Faith sat up and gathered her comic books.
“Marriott Hotel,” Buffy replied as she opened the back seat door and started pulling out their luggage.
“Who’s paying for this? I mean, we’re all broke B, how the fuck did we get the Marriott?”
Buffy shrugged, “Giles just said he’d take care of it.” She threw Faith her bag as she got out of the car, “Here.”
Faith caught it easily and looked around, “God I hate this city...”
Cut to:
Inside their motel room.
“Can you NOT jump on your bed, I don’t want to have to pay for that when you break it. We’ve had enough damage done for the day,” Buffy said to Faith, who promptly ignored her and kept bouncing on the bed like a child.
“Check it out B, I can do flips!” She bounced in the air and flipped herself over. She landed on her feet but the bed kept bouncing and she ended up falling on her ass.
Buffy laughed.
Faith glared at her, “That wasn’t funny.”
Buffy kept laughing, “Yes it was!”
“Ugh!” Faith got up and stomped into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
Buffy wiped at the tears that started to form when she was laughing so hard and started to calm down. “What’s her problem?” She asked herself quietly.
Cut to:
Bathroom
Faith sat on the toilet and grumbled to herself, “Of course *I* have to be the one to make an ass outta myself... Little Miss Perfect doesn’t do anything wrong.” She paused, “Except getting us in a car accident.” She smiled a little at the thought that Buffy’s not so perfect anymore.
There was a knock on the door, “Faith? Faith are you okay? I’m sorry I laughed, really.”
Faith sighed and opened the door. “Yeah, whatever. I just needed to take a leak, had nothin to do about you,” she lied.
Buffy gave her a knowing look but didn’t press the issue.
Faith sat on her bed and took the remote off the bedside table, “There better be something worth watching on, I miss TV.” She clicked it on and flipped through the channels until she got to HBO. She smirked, since it was really late, she knew what would be on.
Buffy looked up when she heard moaning. “FAITH!”
Faith cracked up, “Come on B, ever watch porn before?”
Buffy blushed about three shades of red and looked away from the TV, “That’s none of your business. Now *please* turn it off.”
Faith kept on, “I bet you were a secret porn junkie, trying to find the guy with the largest dick so you can get yourself off to it.”
“No! Of course not!” Buffy denied, and busied herself putting away their clothes.
Faith flashed her a wicked grin, “Well if what your saying is true, then you’re missing out. I suggest ya join the club, girlfriend. And hey, if that doesn’t get ya off, I can always turn it to girl on girl porn.”
“Ugh, Faith! I don’t want to watch it, and even if I wanted to then it wouldn’t be with you. And trust me, I don’t think I’d `get off` on lesbian porn either.”
“You’d be surprised.” Faith changed it to lesbian porn, making Buffy blush even redder than she was already, and put her hands in front of her eyes to block the view.
“Het is nice and all, but girl/girl is just sexier,” Faith continued, watching both the TV and Buffy’s reaction.
Buffy looked at her the best she could without getting a glimpse of the TV. “You’re gay now?”
Faith shrugged, “I go every which way there is. Sex is sex, ya know?”
Buffy didn’t have an answer to that and went back to the original argument, “Can you please turn it off now?”
“Nope.”
“Come on, I said please.”
“And what? You think your gonna get your way just by that one little word? You aren’t eight anymore B, and I certainly am not your mother.” Her eyes were fixated on the two women, who were touching, licking, moaning.
Buffy paused for a second, contemplating something. She then pounced on Faith, and wrestled her for the remote, “Give it to me!”
“Nope, gonna make this hard for ya,” Faith replied as she squirmed from underneath Buffy, getting free and standing up, holding the remote high above her head. Buffy stood up and Faith taunted, “Buffy’s to sho-rt, Buffy’s too sho-rt.”
Buffy jumped high and reached it, taking it out of her hands. She taunted back, “Faith isn’t tall enough, Faith isn’t tall enough.” She giggled and ran away, turning off the TV as she passed it.
Faith ran after her and tackled her to the ground. “You cant beat me, B!” She pinned her arms above her head. “I’m stronger than you are.”
Buffy lifted one leg up and circled it around Faith’s back and pressed down, pressing her body into hers, making Faith lose concentration and she flipped the other woman over and landed on top. “No, you might be bigger, but never stronger.” She smirked down at her.
Faith looked up at Buffy, they were both breathing heavily and Buffy was practically spilling out of her tank top. Faith couldn’t help but stare. Buffy noticed and blushed a little, looking into Faiths eyes. Faith looked back at her, and held her gaze for a long time.
Fade Out