Brown Eyes Blue

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Chapter 21

Bare

Kennedy stands by her bed in only a robe. The door to the adjoining room opens and Tara and Willow walk in. She swallows hard obviously nervous. Willow appears to be even more so. Tara takes her redhead’s hand, they continue to Kennedy and stop only a few steps away.

Tara looks from one nervous girl to the other as she takes Kennedy’s hand as well. “Relax-this will be okay. Now-we’re gonna drop the robes on three-okay?” Willow looks at her blonde with panic on her face.

But it is Kennedy who speaks, “I can’t-”

“You can-besides you’re the one with the robe untying remember?” Tara smiles.

“I was just being a teenager-acting before I thought it through.” She looks down at her feet.

Tara looks at Willow, “Willow, Sweetie-”

Willow’s eyes meet Tara’s and she sees the love there. “Okay-” her voice is barely a whispers and shaky. Kennedy looks up at them both. She sees Tara’s reassuring smile and Willow’s belief in her blonde. “Okay-” the redhead repeats, the word more confident.

“We could wait till the ritual-” tries the younger woman. She can’t help the smile that starts to cross her face, “No we couldn’t cause my mind would just be all-” she stops as she blushes slightly. Willow blushes too as she realizes where her mind would be.

“So we’re ready?” Asks Tara looking from Willow to Kennedy and back again.

“Yeah,” they say in unison as they both unconscientiously lick their lips.

Tara smiles and lets go of their hands. “On three-” they nod as they each put their hands on the tie of the robe. “One-” they each loosen the tie. “Two-” they let it fall away. “Three.” Her voice a little less sure. They drop their robes to the floor. The room is silent as they look everywhere but at each other. Willow’s eyes lock on her blonde and Tara smiles. “See nothing to it.” She takes her girl’s hand again and their fingers lace instinctively. She kisses her lips softly.

Kennedy’s eyes rest on her own feet. “So-that’s out of the way. We should go to bed now-” panicking at her own words, her eyes large-she amends- “You two to our bed and me not-I stay here.”

Willow and Tara look toward her at the same time and each take a deep breath. Willow licks her lips again and her mind replays the pictures of she and Kennedy together. “Beautiful,” she whispers, “just like the dreams.” She shifts her eyes from Kennedy to her blonde. The redhead is worried that her words might hurt her lover, but she watches as Tara simply smiles.

“Kennedy for this to work, I think you need to actually look at us,” Tara reaches for the younger woman’s hand. Their fingers lock, “It’s okay.”

Kennedy raises her eyes in the direction of the voice. Working her way up Tara’s body in the process. Her eyes scan shapely legs, soft blonde curls, and a slightly toned stomach before locking on the blonde’s ample breasts. She can’t stop the slight groan from her throat and she blushes instantly, as does Tara.

“Kennedy,” her eyes finally move to meet Tara’s.

“Sorry-I-” she hesitates.

Willow finishes for her completely understanding her dilemma, “I think the first time I saw-” she blushes and Tara smiles, “It’s easy to get distracted.”

“Wow-” the brunette finds herself staring again.

Willow frowns playfully, “Hey-!”

Kennedy looks at the redhead ready to apologize for the second time but stops, as she looks the woman up and down and then up again. Willow looks down and starts to cross her arms over her chest. “No-don’t-” she smiles. Willow relaxes.

“So, are we ready to try the meditation?” asks Tara.

“That’s why we’re here-right?” says Willow. Kennedy nods and the three walk toward the bed hand-in-hand-in-hand with Tara in the middle.

“Freckles-” whispers Kennedy with a smile. “Very lickable.”

“Did you say something?” Asks Tara as they sit in a circle on the bed.

“Just-nothing,” answers the young Slayer-to-be.

Willow takes over. “Cleansing breath,” you can hear the intake and exhaling of air as the three women try to compose themselves. Hands linked they attempt to concentrate on Willow’s words. “Close your eyes and see the clouds-feel the calm.”

Kennedy tries to see clouds but her mind races with images of Tara and Willow standing in front of her. “I can’t.”

Willow reassures her, “You’re on the beach looking up at the sky-feel the sun and the sand-the clouds are above you.”

The picture begins to slowly materialize for the teenager. “There-I see it.”

“That’s good-” whispers Willow.

Tara struggles with images of her own-hers mostly include Willow and Kennedy together, touching-caressing. “Will?”

“It’s okay baby-see the field and the horses tied next to the fence. Now look up at the beautiful sky-” she gives Tara a minute- “See it baby?”

“They look like balloons-and-”

Willow focuses on the clouds fighting her mind to keep the thoughts of the two women surrounding her away. ‘Just clouds-soft fluffy-’ she smiles.

An hour later three in tune but tired women open their eyes. Tara is the first to speak, “Wow-we did it,” she can’t help but smile.

Kennedy smiles, “Then we’re ready right?”

“Never readier-the readiest.” Willow’s nervousness just below the surface.

“We should get some sleep then.” Kennedy adds, “Why does this make me so tired?”

Tara looks at the brunette, “The concentration-it’s mentally draining-plus it relaxes you.” She looks at the redhead beside her as she feels her lean on her shoulder. “Let’s get you to bed, Will-”

She whines, “Sleepy-can’t move.”

“Then stay,” says Kennedy as she scoots up the bed and rests her head on the pillow. Willow follows her and lies her head on the pillow next to the younger woman. Tara decides to join them. She moves up to the pillow and tucks herself in between her redhead and Kennedy. Willow snuggles against her and they all close their eyes.

“Are things in order?” asks Althennea as she enters the ritual room.

“All is as it should be,” answers Hannah. Althennea misses the woman’s cold smile. The older woman checks the ingredients and then looks over the written words of the spell. Hannah leaves quietly.

In the safety of a hidden passage she meets the demon. “Are things as we discussed?” He asks.

“Exactly. Where is your boss?”

“Around,” he smiles. She doesn’t realize the truth behind his words.

The three women sleep, unaware of the problems they are about to face. Tara is lying on her back, Willow is on her side with her head resting on Tara’s chest and her arm across her girl’s stomach. Kennedy lies in much the same way on the opposite side. Her head rests on the blonde and her arm is across her-her hand is linked with Willow’s-their fingers connected. Tara slowly opens her eyes and can’t help but smile at the two women against her. She runs her fingers through Willow’s hair. The redhead stretches slightly and mumbles, “No-frogs in the ritual-”

“Shhh-it’s okay sweetie.” She moves slightly to kiss Willow’s head.

Willow opens her eyes and smiles as she sees the blonde’s breast in front of her. She playfully licks the underside and Tara gasped surprised. “Hey-” she looks up at the stunning blue eyes.

“Hey-you. That was nice.”

“Like that huh?” Again she smiles and starts to move but stops as she realizes she is holding someone’s hand. She looks toward Kennedy and she remembers.

“She’s still asleep,” Tara assures.

Willow smirks and leans forward to take the tip between her lips. Tara bites her lip and arches slightly causing Kennedy to mumble. They both freeze and look to the woman. Willow looks back at Tara, “Later-”

“Definitely,” she sighs as their lips meet in a soft kiss. Kennedy opens her eyes and sees the breast before her as she tries to back away she feels a hand hold her in place. She pulls her eyes up and sees Tara and Willow both smiling. “Sleep okay?” asks Tara.

“Yeah-and the waking up-wow.” She composes herself. “Sorry-”

Tara sits up so she can see the clock, “Almost time.”

“Guess we should get ready,” Willow suggests.

“Quick shower?” Asks Tara. The redhead nods and they get out of bed slowly.

Kennedy starts to pull the blanket around her but stops, not worried about her state of undress now, “Let me know when you get out?”

“Sure-” smiles Tara. As they go out of the room they pick up their robes.

Kennedy closes her eyes as the door shuts behind them. “Wow-” she mumbles again. ‘Okay-enough of the horny teenager crap-concentrate, Willow is counting on me-’ she thinks to herself. She closes her eyes and refocuses on the task at hand.

Later the three stand in the chamber ready for the ritual. They are dressed in white ceremonial robes. They watch, holding hands, as the circle is drawn. They step inside when instructed. Kennedy tightens her hold on each hand. She smiles when she hears Tara’s soft words in her head, ‘Just like in your room.’

‘Yeah-okay.’ She smiles up at the blonde.

‘Piece of cake-remember,’ says Willow.

Althennea speaks, “Are you prepared to begin?”

“Yes-” is the redhead’s single word answer.

“Then we shall begin,” she moves to the corner as three others move as well. Each represents one of the Four Corners. “The robes-”

Without hesitation the three inside the circle remove them. As they fall to the floor Althennea begins the chant. “Whatever happens-don’t let go of her hands.” She cautions- “That connection holds her on this plane-it anchors her.”

“Got it-” states Kennedy. Tara simply nods and leans forward to kiss her redhead.

The chanting begins again. The corners call the powers and the spell is started. Willow can feel herself being pulled in many directions. Scenes flash in her mind. Her first spell.

Tara feels the pull as well as she reaches with her mind to her love. ‘Will-?’

‘I’m okay baby-’ she assures. ‘Just don’t leave me.’

‘Always be here-’ Tara's mind whispers.

Suddenly the Bringers are with Willow- ‘How-?’ she questions. In her thoughts she runs, trying to escape without her magic.

Kennedy watches her struggle for breath, ‘What’s happening?’

‘Bringers-too many. I can’t-’

Kennedy focuses her energy- ‘Can you feel me?’

‘Power-’ Willow smiles.

‘Use me to fight them.’

‘I’ll hurt you-’ the witch worries.

‘No-no you won’t,’ Kennedy assures her. She stifles a cry as she feels the drain. Suddenly she sees Rich- ‘You’re not real.’ Her focus slips and she hears Willow cry out in her mind. “You’re not real,” she screams as she turns her mind back to the redhead. She concentrates and releases her inner strength. The Bringers are destroyed.

Willow stumbles but Tara reaches forward and grabs her. “You’re okay-I got you. It’s over.”

“Or not-” Kennedy looks at them as they all take in the ring of demons that enter the room. “I’m thinking they’re not part of the ritual.”

One flies against the wall as Althennea raises her arm. “We must continue. Form a barrier-” she instructs. Those around the circle do as they are told. The chanting begins again. As the demons are held at bay Willow feels herself being pulled again. Althennea’s words fill her mind, ‘What you are to face must be defeated without the use of the dark magics. Find the light.’ Her words are gone.

Willow finds herself face to face with the Tara’s lifeless body and sees a man standing over her with a gun. She feels her anger rise and as she moves toward him. Her eyes flash black.

Before Tara can assure her that she’s okay she is stopped by a woman before her. “Mama?” she whispers.

Willow raises her hand to destroy the man responsible.


Sorry it’s a little cliffhangy-it was just the right place to stop! Review please-shameless plea!