FIC: Back In Boston Part 13 (PG-14 for part)

["CDS" <callistosdarkside@xxxxxxxxxx>]

Yay, finally managed to finish chapter 13. Hope you like.

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• Title: Back In Boston
• Author: Callisto's Dark Side
• Email: callistosdarkside@xxxxxxxxxx
• Feedback: The more I get, the faster I write.
• Distribution: Can be found at
http://www.geocities.com/callistosdarkside/BackInBoston.htm
• Spoilers: Season 4, but since Dawn's in it, I guess there's also some of
season 5. It's an alternate universe in which Faith never joined up with
the mayor.
• Rating: I'll just set it at R now, cuz I know for sure that's where
chapter 3's gonna be. Possible NC-17 later on, so be warned.
• Pairings: Wait and see. J
• Disclaimer: All characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer are copyright
Joss Whedon and 20th Century Fox.
• Summary: Faith convinces Buffy to go back to Boston with her for Christmas
Holidays, but Buffy only agrees if Willow comes along as well. Dawn tags
along, much to Buffy's dismay.

Chapter 13


"Hey B, can I borrow a bra?" Faith asked nonchalantly as she reached into
Buffy's open duffle bag lying on the bed, closest to the door.

"No," Buffy frowned, grabbing Faith's hand and pulling it out.

"Come on B, I really need one today."

"Since when did you start wearing bras?"

"Since today. You got a problem with that?"

"Yes, considering it's my bra you want."

"Seriously B, my other one broke."

"How'd it break?"

"Duh," Faith cupped her breasts underneath her tight tank-top and pushed
them together.

Buffy averted her eyes as she reached into her bag and grabbed the first bra
she touched, throwing it at the brunette.

"There, happy?" Buffy asked.

"B, I wanted a bra, not a pink-frilly girly thingy," Faith held the bra up
in disgust.

"Well that's the one I'm giving you, so deal."

"K, fine," Faith dropped the pink bra on the bed next to the duffle bag and
proceeded to lift her tank-top off over her head.

Buffy averted her eyes once again and pretended to occupy herself with
whatever the hell was in her hands at the moment.

Faith expertly tossed her tank-top passed the duffle bag so it landed just
on the other side.

Instead of reaching for the bra, Faith, plopped down on the bed farthest
from the door, yawned, and laid back lazily.

"What're doing?" The blonde asked, blushing from ear-to-ear.

"Relaxing, B."

"Topless?"

"Yeah, so?"

"So, my sister's in the bathroom taking a shower and Willow's going to be
back from her ice-getting expedition, right about now."

"Relax, B, it's not like either of them haven't seen boobs before."

"Seriously Faith…" Buffy began, but was interrupted by Dawn opening the
bathroom door.

"Buffy, I think we ran out of soap again," Dawn complained, as she stepped
out in a towel, only to have her jaw drop in shock at seeing a topless
Faith.

Woops. Faith thought, realizing she'd gotten the wrong Summers girl this
time.

"Dawn no, don't look!" Buffy screamed as she reached for the closest
material she could find, grabbing the pink-frilly bra and leaping over to
cover Faith's breasts.

Only Buffy's hands ended up catching more skin then the bra did.

"Gee, B, looks like…" Faith began, but was interrupted by Willow opening up
the front door.

"Buffy?" Willow asked, dropping her ice-bags on the floor.

"Looks like they caught us," Faith drawled.

"What?" Buffy shook her head and looked down at her hands, which were firmly
cupping Faith's breasts, "we weren't doing anything," Buffy argued as she
looked back up at a shocked Dawn and Willow.

"Hands," Willow pointed out, noticing Buffy had yet to release the mounds of
flesh.

Buffy's hands shot up, which sent the bra flying to the floor and left Faith
topless once again.

"You know B? She can't get enough of me," Faith smirked.

"I was so not trying to get any of you. Right Dawny? You saw."

"I saw you grope her boobs," Dawn spat.

"I wasn't groping," Buffy screamed, "I was trying to cover her up."

Willow began hyperventilating, waving her hand to try to increase the flow
of oxygen to her lungs.

Dawn crossed her arms, "That's not what I saw."

"Yes it was!" Buffy screamed, "That's exactly what you saw."

"Fine," Dawn glared menacingly, "I didn't see you just try to hit on Faith,
not to mention the entire time we were here."

"What? What are you talking about?" Buffy demanded.

Faith smirked, nonchalantly got up, walked over to the other bed and picked
up her tank-top, "Gotta admit B, she's not a kid anymore, she knows about
us."

"Us?" Buffy nearly fainted.

"You two?" Willow pointed at the pair of Slayers.

"Yup," Faith smiled slipping the tank-top back on, "We're just friends,"

"Huh?" Buffy shook her head at the unexpected response.

"It's true," Faith continued. "Buffy's been hitting on me since we met, but
I had to keep telling her no."

"I knew it!" Dawn shouted.

Buffy pounced and placed her palm firmly over Faith's mouth, "Okay, she's
lying."

"Of course," Willow breathed a sigh of relief.

"If she's lying, then why do you care?" Dawn argued.

"I don't," Buffy shrugged her shoulders and slowly released her palm from
Faith's ruby red lips, the lipstick making it's mark on the blonde's hand.

"Could've fooled me," Dawn stated acidly.

"Look, this is all just a misunderstanding," Buffy cried, "Tell them Faith.
The truth this time."

Faith exhaled loudly, still under Buffy's bodily control, "Fine, B's
speaking the truth, as far as she's concerned."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Buffy growled, turning on Faith.

"Nothing," the brunette Slayer shrugged her shoulders.

Dawn took the opportunity to provide her own answer, "It means that you've
had the hots for Faith for like ever," Dawn accused.

"What are you, crazy?" Buffy laughed nervously, as if it was the most absurd
thing in the world.

Willow decided to interrupt, "Is it true, Buffy?"

"Will, how can you even ask that?" The petite blonde replied, "Of course
it's not true. None of this is true. In fact, I plan to pinch myself right
now and find myself awake in my bed, all cozy."

Buffy pinched herself on the arm, only she was already awake. "Damn it,"
Buffy cursed.

"This is just too funny," Faith smiled, which brought the wrath of every
other girl's glare in her direction. "Okay, maybe just for me," Faith
amended.

Willow broke the tension, "Why is Dawny only in a towel?"

Now all the attention went to Buffy's little sister.

"There was no soap in the bathroom," Dawn explained.

"Yeah, kinda my fault," Faith said, raising her hand. "Here," Faith reached
under her bed to her bag, grabbed the unwrapped bar of soap, and tossed it
to Dawn.

Buffy shook her head, "Wait a minute. Why would you put the bar of soap in
your bag?" Buffy questioned, just before the realization hit her, "You…
little…" Buffy raised her voice, grabbing a hold of Faith's arm.

"Whoa, what ever you're going to accuse me of," Faith replied, "You're
probably," Faith quickly slipped out of Buffy's grip, "right," Faith
finished, as she ran for the door.

"Get back here!" Buffy screamed, chasing the brunette slayer out of the
motel room and into the morning light.

"Okay," Willow furrowed her brow, "What was that about?"

Dawn furrowed her brow as well, fondling the bar of soap in her hand.


To be continued.