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BtVS AU/AR › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Buffy/Faith
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
16
Views:
7,491
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
chapter 2
Chapter two: Sunnydale
11 years later…
Rolling over in her bed Faith let out a little groan, brushing the dust that littered her naked body and bed she rose from her position on the bed, putting on her robe and making her way to the garden where the sun enveloped it whole.
Closing her eyes feeling the warmth of the sun on her pale skin faith sighed feeling a headache already. She had no idea how she was going survive the day. If she could only stand a few minutes out in the sun how was she going to survive high school, without her head exploding in a migraine. Turning she jumped slightly, seeing her father in the shadows watching her used to be comforting now and days it just gave her the creeps ever since momma was staked he had been everywhere she turned. Not that she minded none it was just that sometime it made faith want to scream out. Looking at him with her forever yellow tinted brown eyes she glared at him.
“It’s not nice to sneak up on people, you know this, right?” she asked.
“No need to tell me twice love, I just came to tell you that you have one hour before you need to leave” with that said he tossed her the keys to his most prized possession, the 1959 Desoto.
Looking at the keys in her hand and back up to her father, disbelieve in her eyes, she stared not saying a word, silently waiting for the other shoe to drop. Since the last time that her father had been to Sunnydale she was stuck in Prague with James as her only companion. Her father had thought that she had died at the hand of the mob; taking the weakened Drusilla with him he had been super protective over her after they had been reunited. The Slayer had killed Momma when she was still weak; almost killed her father too. Now and days it seemed like Spike wouldn’t let her out of his sights night and day, and yet here she was standing in the garden of their new home holding in her hands the keys to his car.
Without a word he turned and started walking away. With her hyped hearing she heard his parting words “Happy 16th pet. You scratch her and I’ll kill you.”
Jumping up and down Faith did a rather uncharacteristic squeal of joy. Stopping herself she cleared her throat, brushing her self off she walked into the house, her head held up high as she speed walked to her room to shower and dress for her first day of junior year of high school. Even though she should be a senior there were rules her something about her being a junior because of her age. The only plus that faith saw was that she would be able to interact with kids her own age. Even get a chance to meet the infamous slayer that she has heard so much about. A huge smile on her face Faith stepped into the Black Desoto, starting the ignition she speed off to school, and her new life, shades that she had stolen two years ago adorning her eyes to keep the sun away and to hide what her true nature was.
***
Buffy shot straight up in bed, sweat covering her body from the dream that she had just had. Laying down back in bed, feeling a dull ache in her private parts buffy was just about to reach down and relieve the ache when her mother opened the door, barging in saying
“Good morning Buffy. Time to get up”
“Mom!” Buffy shouted shooting straight up in bed again this time an incredulous look on her face as she watched her mother open her bedroom curtains, “Don’t you knock?” Buffy asked.
“Your going to be late buffy you better get dressed, Willow and Xander will be here any minute to pick you up for school.” Joyce said, oblivious to what was happening as she walked out of the room leaving the door open heading down stairs just as the door bell rang.
Buffy groaned out loud, before jumping out of bed and rushing to get ready as she heard her mom and friends talking. Running a comb through her blond locks, buffy grabbed her bag tossing the brush and replacing it with on of her shoes as she rushed down the stairs. Kissing her mother on the cheek, and greeting her friends they were off walking in the direction of Sunnydale high.
***
Faith arriving to the school just five minutes before the slayer and her friend’s, grabbed her bag and headed towards the school’s office to get checked in. As soon as she stepped in the door it was like a frenzy of animals all trying to get noticed. The noise was almost too much to Faith, but she just clenched her teeth and moved through the crowd that seemed to part as she passed.
Bumping passed one student who was to slow to get out of the way faith strolled into the office and straight into the principles office.
“Excuse me, what is the meaning of this?” Snyder asked lividly starring at the girl in leather standing in front of him that had just barged into his office when he was in the middle of an important phone call with the mayor.
After taking in the darkness of the room faith took her shades off and sat down in the chair that was opposite Snyder’s chair. “I am the newbie, need a schedule.” Faith said abruptly forgoing any pleasantries and the like.
“Great another delinquent, just what I need.” Snyder said quietly to himself before sending a glare to the girl who was in his office, hitting the intercom button he called out to his secretary “Miss Mitchell, Please bring in the record of Miss…”
“Lehane.” Faith supplied for him.
“Lehane into my office. NOW.”
“Yes Sir.” the secretary responded back into the intercom before walking into the office a manila folder in her hand.
“Thank you, Margery.” Snyder said before looking over the contents of the folder that was now in his hands. After about five minutes of silence a bell could be heard ringing letting the students in hall ways know that class was beginning, Snyder closed the folder and looked up with a smug smile on his face. “There are a few things to go over Miss Lehane. First of all, unlike my predecessor Mr. Flutie, who believed in peace and fluffy bunnies, I would like you to think of me as your judge, jury, and executioner. I run a tight ship and I expect you to follow the rules. Miss Mitchell will give you your class schedule, right out that door, and just because it’s your first day. You are now ten minutes late for class which means detention.” Snyder finished breathing in deep, “Ah I love the smell of punishment in the morning” he said as he watch faith get up from her seat, getting ready to leave, before turning back to his paper work. Shaking the shiver he got when he saw her eyes flash gold.
11 years later…
Rolling over in her bed Faith let out a little groan, brushing the dust that littered her naked body and bed she rose from her position on the bed, putting on her robe and making her way to the garden where the sun enveloped it whole.
Closing her eyes feeling the warmth of the sun on her pale skin faith sighed feeling a headache already. She had no idea how she was going survive the day. If she could only stand a few minutes out in the sun how was she going to survive high school, without her head exploding in a migraine. Turning she jumped slightly, seeing her father in the shadows watching her used to be comforting now and days it just gave her the creeps ever since momma was staked he had been everywhere she turned. Not that she minded none it was just that sometime it made faith want to scream out. Looking at him with her forever yellow tinted brown eyes she glared at him.
“It’s not nice to sneak up on people, you know this, right?” she asked.
“No need to tell me twice love, I just came to tell you that you have one hour before you need to leave” with that said he tossed her the keys to his most prized possession, the 1959 Desoto.
Looking at the keys in her hand and back up to her father, disbelieve in her eyes, she stared not saying a word, silently waiting for the other shoe to drop. Since the last time that her father had been to Sunnydale she was stuck in Prague with James as her only companion. Her father had thought that she had died at the hand of the mob; taking the weakened Drusilla with him he had been super protective over her after they had been reunited. The Slayer had killed Momma when she was still weak; almost killed her father too. Now and days it seemed like Spike wouldn’t let her out of his sights night and day, and yet here she was standing in the garden of their new home holding in her hands the keys to his car.
Without a word he turned and started walking away. With her hyped hearing she heard his parting words “Happy 16th pet. You scratch her and I’ll kill you.”
Jumping up and down Faith did a rather uncharacteristic squeal of joy. Stopping herself she cleared her throat, brushing her self off she walked into the house, her head held up high as she speed walked to her room to shower and dress for her first day of junior year of high school. Even though she should be a senior there were rules her something about her being a junior because of her age. The only plus that faith saw was that she would be able to interact with kids her own age. Even get a chance to meet the infamous slayer that she has heard so much about. A huge smile on her face Faith stepped into the Black Desoto, starting the ignition she speed off to school, and her new life, shades that she had stolen two years ago adorning her eyes to keep the sun away and to hide what her true nature was.
***
Buffy shot straight up in bed, sweat covering her body from the dream that she had just had. Laying down back in bed, feeling a dull ache in her private parts buffy was just about to reach down and relieve the ache when her mother opened the door, barging in saying
“Good morning Buffy. Time to get up”
“Mom!” Buffy shouted shooting straight up in bed again this time an incredulous look on her face as she watched her mother open her bedroom curtains, “Don’t you knock?” Buffy asked.
“Your going to be late buffy you better get dressed, Willow and Xander will be here any minute to pick you up for school.” Joyce said, oblivious to what was happening as she walked out of the room leaving the door open heading down stairs just as the door bell rang.
Buffy groaned out loud, before jumping out of bed and rushing to get ready as she heard her mom and friends talking. Running a comb through her blond locks, buffy grabbed her bag tossing the brush and replacing it with on of her shoes as she rushed down the stairs. Kissing her mother on the cheek, and greeting her friends they were off walking in the direction of Sunnydale high.
***
Faith arriving to the school just five minutes before the slayer and her friend’s, grabbed her bag and headed towards the school’s office to get checked in. As soon as she stepped in the door it was like a frenzy of animals all trying to get noticed. The noise was almost too much to Faith, but she just clenched her teeth and moved through the crowd that seemed to part as she passed.
Bumping passed one student who was to slow to get out of the way faith strolled into the office and straight into the principles office.
“Excuse me, what is the meaning of this?” Snyder asked lividly starring at the girl in leather standing in front of him that had just barged into his office when he was in the middle of an important phone call with the mayor.
After taking in the darkness of the room faith took her shades off and sat down in the chair that was opposite Snyder’s chair. “I am the newbie, need a schedule.” Faith said abruptly forgoing any pleasantries and the like.
“Great another delinquent, just what I need.” Snyder said quietly to himself before sending a glare to the girl who was in his office, hitting the intercom button he called out to his secretary “Miss Mitchell, Please bring in the record of Miss…”
“Lehane.” Faith supplied for him.
“Lehane into my office. NOW.”
“Yes Sir.” the secretary responded back into the intercom before walking into the office a manila folder in her hand.
“Thank you, Margery.” Snyder said before looking over the contents of the folder that was now in his hands. After about five minutes of silence a bell could be heard ringing letting the students in hall ways know that class was beginning, Snyder closed the folder and looked up with a smug smile on his face. “There are a few things to go over Miss Lehane. First of all, unlike my predecessor Mr. Flutie, who believed in peace and fluffy bunnies, I would like you to think of me as your judge, jury, and executioner. I run a tight ship and I expect you to follow the rules. Miss Mitchell will give you your class schedule, right out that door, and just because it’s your first day. You are now ten minutes late for class which means detention.” Snyder finished breathing in deep, “Ah I love the smell of punishment in the morning” he said as he watch faith get up from her seat, getting ready to leave, before turning back to his paper work. Shaking the shiver he got when he saw her eyes flash gold.