Hi gang!
This is the sequel to
“…her.” It’s the last part of this story! I have a WIP
I wanted to have finished last week! Grr, why does my
muse never work after the plans I made??
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Through
Different Eyes
Buffy
woke when she heard footsteps down the hall, which was a very good thing,
because otherwise she wouldn’t have had enough time to cover both herand
Willow’s nakedness before her mom’s knock and
immediate entrance.
“Hey
girls, wake up. Oh, Buffy, you’re awake. Good morning.” Joyce
smiled at her daughter and her best friend, who still seemed to be oblivious to
the world.
“Morning
mom!” Buffy greeted her mother way too chipper. “Willow and I will be down in a few minutes,
okay? Could there be coffee?”
Joyce
raised her eyebrow at her daughter’s behavior. She usually wasn’t
that happy or awake that early in
the morning. Willow on the other hand was usually sprawled over her half
of the bed whenever she slept over. She also used to wake at Joyce’s
first knock, but what the older Summers woman could see of the redhead wereher
closed eyes and a lot of red hair.
“I’ll
make us a pot,” Joyce answered before she turned around and left her
daughter’s room silently wondering what was going on… as usual.
~*~
She
watched her mother close the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
“Is
she gone?” Buffy’s head swiveled around to look at her friend. Willow had opened one eye and tried to peer
over Buffy’s shoulder at the door.
“Ah
yeah. Gone. Morning Willow.” It sounded stupid. Buffy
didn’t know what had happened overnight, but her voice sounded funny,she
felt ugly and stupid and any second now Willow would look at her and be repulsed.
“God
please, no,” she whispered and didn’t even realize she did it. Her
skin grew paler as various scenarios of Willow-leaving flashed through her
mind. She felt ready to faint.
~*~
“Buffy?”
Willow asked fearfully. She had woken when her lover had
quickly tugged the blanket around her undressed form and before she had hadthe
opportunity to speak up Mrs. Summers had already been in the room. She’d
waited during the conversation between mother and daughter until she finally
couldn’t hold the words in anymore. Buffy’s reaction filled the
red-head with fear. The ‘good morning’ had been sweet and Willow
had just been about to ignore morning breath and give her girlfriend a kiss
when the blonde’s eyes had widened and her skin had started to lose color
like a cheap t-shirt during washing. Not knowing what she could do she sat up
and tugged the slayer in her arms.
“Please
tell me what’s wrong, baby.” Her voice was strained with pain that
wasn’t her own.
Long
seconds passed in which Buffy didn’t react. She leaned limply againstWillow’s warm body, letting the other
girl stroke her back. Running out of ideas Willow was just about ready to start shaking
Buffy when she heard a desperate whisper leaving the slayer’s mouth.
“Please
don’t go away Willow.”
“What?”
Willow leaned back and held Buffy at arms length.
“Where would I go?” she asked in confusion.
“Away.
Hating me. I don’t know. I…” And suddenly Willow understood. Deliberately ignoring
morning breath this time she leaned over and kissed her lover passionately.She
ignored Buffy’s hesitation and plunged right into the kiss, not holding
anything back as her tongue demanded entrance and her hands roamed over still
naked skin. Buffy’s responses were hesitant, but eventually they were
equal participants in the intense lip lock. The only reason Willow didn’t take their actions to the
next obvious step was the fear of Mrs. Summers coming in any second. Slowly,
despite possible fearsome arrivals of Buffy’s mum, the kiss built in
intensity and Willow found herself freed from the blanket Buffy had tugged
around her. It fell down to her waist and Buffy hissed between kisses as their
chests touched soon after. Dazed with passion Willow had to sum up all her restraint to stop
her girlfriend’s wandering hands.
“Buffy!”
she exclaimed and in doing so broke their kiss.
“Huh?”
was the slayer’s answer.
“We
gotta get up. Dressed. Breakfast. School. Not be
found by your mom like this…!”
~*~
Buffy
smiled. Her relief at Willow’s affirmation of love and desire
had left her with a new sense of confidence. Right now, even her mom comingin
couldn’t put a damper on her mood… actually… eww! The blonde jumped out of bed grabbed her robe and
grinned. “I’ll be right back, Will.”
The
last thing she saw before the door closed behind her was Willow’s answering smile. She quickly
finished her morning routine, ran down the stairs, still wearing her robe and
snatched a couple of colorful flowers before dashing back up into her room and
not even winded came to a halt in front of Willow who’d just managed to
put on her underwear in the short time Buffy’d
been gone.
“Hey
gorgeous,” Buffy greeted her red head and used her free hand to draw Willow against her body. “Got those for
you.” She handed the flowers over to Willow, whose smile would be reaching her ears
any second now.
“Gosh,
you’re so sweet!”
“Anything
for my sweety,” the blonde answered and then
took Willow’s hand to drag her over to her wardrobe. She
selected a short black skirt and a bright yellow top for herself and then took
the soft leather pants her father had bought for her last summer and handed
them over to Willow. The pants were followed by a short white top.
“Ah
Buffy? What’s this?” Willow asked as she eyed the short top
worriedly.
“Something
for you to wear. It’s too late to stop at your house AND be on time for
school, and I know how important being on time is for you. So I gotta see you I my cloths. Works for me!” Buffy
seemed to compensate for her earlier over-wigged state by being overtly cheery
and it seemed to be contagious. Willow smiled and started putting on the
pants.
Buffy
eyed her own cloths and quickly dropped her robe to put on some underwear. When
she glanced at Willow she found her staring right back ather
with her mouth open and her eyes glazed over. Buffy smiled, “Seeing
something you like?”
“Desperately,”
Willow answered and then blushed. “I’m really
sorry for falling asleep on you yesterday. I didn’t mean to-“
“Hey,
it’s okay, it was a long day and then the big emotional release, among
other releases.” Buffy winked and Willow’s blush deepened. “Besides,
I think I was asleep before you were. Just cuddled up to you and went straight
to some really good dreaming.” They smiled at each other and then puton
the rest of their clothes. When Willow had finished struggling with her top
Buffy once again drew their bodies close together. “The way I see it,you
owe me a kiss.” Her voice was low and seductive a combination Willow had responded well to all morning, all
the more surprise for Buffy when the other girl turned away instead of kissing
her as she’d hoped.
~*~
Willow took a step away from Buffy a bright smile on her
face, which she hoped the slayer could not see. When she felt she’d left
Buffy in limbo long enough she turned back around and when she walked up to
Buffy until their fronts touched she leaned over to whisper into the
blonde’s ear. “I don’t owe you a kiss, my sweet slayer. Iowe
you a good-night kiss.” She
emphasized each of the last three words with a soft lick against her
girlfriend’s ear that sent shivers through both of them.
“Ah,
okay. Mhh, too bad it ain’t
night,” Buffy managed between ragged breaths.
“Yeah,
what do you say? Sleepover at my place tonight? Mom and dad are at a conference
somewhere Eastish.” Willow’s smile was predatory and Buffy
felt her body respond immediately. Her head bopped up and down before a
conscious decision could have been made, but she was agreeing wholeheartedly
with her subconscious for once.
“Let’s
go downstairs and raid the kitchen, I’m famished,” Buffy said with
a big grin as her subconscious kept feeding her images of what the next night
would entail. She took the redhead’s hand and turned towards the door
ready to drag her girlfriend through the day so night might come quickly.
“Uh
Buff?” Willow asked and Buffy immediately knew that sexy-Willowwas
gone again and replaced by shy-Willow. She turned back and raised an eyebrow in
question.
“I
cannot go to school like this,” Willow stated and used her free arm to cover
her exposed tummy. Buffy wanted to argue and tell Willow how beautiful she looked. She knew that
the tight pants she’d given Willow were already a big step for the
self-conscious girl, and the pants were really
tight. Last summer Buffy’s dad had picked them up while Buffy had gone to
the bathroom and somehow they’d gotten mixed up and he’d come back
with a size too small. Buffy hadn’t realized their mistake until
she’d been home in Sunnydale again. Willow was thinner than Buffy and seeing the
soft leather on her made the temper tantrum Buffy had thrown at the time
worthwhile.
Buffy
walked back to her wardrobe and got a brown shirt, nearly the exact same color
as the pants and handed it over to Willow, who put it on gratefully. When she
started to button it, Buffy’s hands brushed Willow’s away.
“You’re
the most beautiful thing in the world, Willow Rosenberg,” Buffy said
without warning and Willow blushed. “I know you don’t
believe me, but I plan on telling you for as long as I live, so get used to
it.” She buttoned two of the buttons and left the rest undone. Buffy took
a step back to look at Willow completely. “So beautiful,”
she whispered.
The
pants showed off Willow’s long legs and the shirt allowed
a glimpse at the redhead’s flat stomach. Willow squirmed a little under the
slayer’s intense gaze until their eyes locked and everything seemed to
fade except Buffy and Willow.
“Buffy!
Willow! You’re gonna be late
for school!” Joyce’s words broke the spell the two girls had woven
around themselves.
“She’s
right,” Buffy said and with a smile offered her hand to Willow. With their hands clasped the two girls
went downstairs to devour the breakfast Joyce had prepared for them.
“My,
you two sure are hungry. What did you two do to work up such an appetite?”
the older Summers asked innocently. Willow nearly chocked on the toast she hadin
her mouth, while Buffy tried to distract from Willow’s couching fit by spinning a
nonsense tale about staying out late, missing dinner and jogging that barely
made sense to the slayer herself.
Joyce
only nodded while she looked worriedly at Willow’s face changing colors.
“Sorry, Mrs. Summers.” Cough. “Swallowed too quickly.”
Cough, cough.
While
Willow recovered from her coughing fit Joyce looked at her
watch again. “Girls, it’s late. I better drive you to school or
you’ll never be on time.”
“Thanks
mom. You’re the best,” Buffy said and kissed her mother on the
cheek.
“Go
get your backpack. Do you have your school things here, or do you need me to
drive by your house, Willow?”
Willow immediately looked crestfallen as she mumbled an
apology and that she had indeed forgotten her backpack at home.
“No
big, Will. We come by your house on our way to the school, anyway. Don’t
we, mom? There’ll be just enough time to grab your stuff and than race to
school.”
“Yeah,
I didn’t mean to scold you Willow, there’s no problem.”
Buffy
left her mother and girlfriend to quickly dash up the stairs to get everything
she needed for the day. Joyce looked after her running daughter with a smile.
“She
is a damn good mood today. Must be your influence Willow. I don’t think I ever thankedyou
for the part you play in my daughter’s life.” Joyce watched in
confusion as Willow’s face once again became as red as a ripe
tomato. “Are you all right, Willow?”
“Ah.
Yeah. Thanks for… what you said.”
“I’m
the one who is thankful. Sometimes, when I go to Buffy’s room to check up
on her, she is actually sitting down doing homework! She never did that back in
LA.”
Willow frowned. “She does her homework here?”
“Yeah,
why do you sound so surprised?”
“I
actually make her do it at the library. Well, and sometimes at the Bronze when
she’s using those puppy eyes on me,” Willow explained.
“Does
that mean…?”
“What?”
“That
my daughter is actually studying for tests?”
Now
it was Willow’s turn to ask why Mrs. Summers was so
surprised. “You seem surprised. You know that Buffy is highly
intelligent, don’t you?”
“Well,
yeah, but she never cared for school before. She was always preoccupied with
something or other. First those brainless friends she had in LA and then she
seemed to be out all night and then the fighting started… The changes
she’s gone through since we came here are more than I could have hoped
for.”
‘Don’t
speak too early,’ Willow thought as her thoughts rested on the
latest change Buffy had gone
through.
“And
I see my daughter has had an influence on you too.”
“Huh?”
“The
cloths. You look really lovely, Willow.”
“I. Ah. They’re Buffy’s.
I’m not… Uh, thank you?”
When
Buffy came back down from her room she found her girlfriend smiling
embarrassedly and her mother laughing softly.
“Ready
to go?” she asked and Joyce nodded.
~*~
Joyce
stopped the car in front of the school’s main entrance; they had about three
minutes till the bell’s ring when both girls got out of the car.
“Thanks
for the drive Mrs. Summers.”
“Yeah,
thanks, mom. Oh, I almost forgot. Can I sleep over at Willow’s tonight? There’s a math
test tomorrow and I feel like I need to do some more studying with my
Wills.”
“Sure.
Just make sure there’s actually gonna be
studying between music and ice-ream. Did you pack some cloths for
tomorrow?”
“Yeah.
All in my pack,” Buffy answered and padded the big backpack.
“I
had wondered why you’d chosen that big thing. Have fun you two and now
hurry or we hurried for nothing and you’ll be late anyway.”
“Bye
Mrs. Summers.”
“Bye
mom.”
Joyce
waved at the two girls and watched them as they made their way into the
building. She smiled. Buffy had definitely changed for the better since she
knew Willow Rosenberg.
~*~
“A
math test?” Willow asked.
“Well
I had to give her a reason or she would have said one sleepover a week is
enough. Besides it gives me bonus points with mom if se thinks I’m
studying.” Buffy grinned happily and took Willow’s hand as they made their wayto
their first classes of the day.
“Can
I ask you something Buffy?”
“Sure.”
“Are
we gonna tell the others? About us, I mean.” Willow looked as shy and insecure as that first
day Buffy had met her. She smiled reassuringly at her girlfriend.
“Of
course we’re going to tell them. It will be hard to miss, ‘coz I
don’t plan on hiding my love for you. If that’s okay with you, of
course.”
“Sure.
No kissing in front of Oz though. At least for a while. I think that would hurt
him.”
“Yeah.”
Buffy agreed and then quickly looked up and down the corridor, no Oz.
“He’s not here. Ready to be socially outcast?” she asked with
a smile.
“No.
But if you mean if I’m ready to kiss you in public, than my answer is:
Hell yes.” Both girls smiled at each other. Buffy leaned in to capture Willow’s lips and the redhead gave as
good as she got. Predictably all eyes were on them as they parted and Buffy
winked at Willow. “You better go find Xander
before gossip reaches him and he breaks something trying to defend our
honor.”
“No
problem, we have math together now anyway. I see you later at the
library?”
“Definitely.”
Willow leaned in for another quick peck before she hurried
down the corridor in search for her best friend since kindergarten. She knew
all eyes that weren’t on Buffy were on her and for the first time in her
life she didn’t feel intimidated by it. She was Willow Rosenberg and with
Buffy Summers at her side nothing could happen to her.
~*~
She would never know how news could travel that fast but by the time Willow got to her class (approximately two minutes after her goodbye from Buffy) Xander was pushing Gage Petronziof the swim team up against the wall.
She could hear him yell at the confused swimmer. “…about my friends like that. I don’t care how often you win you useless piece of-“
“Xander Harris! Let him down!” Willow yelled over the ring of thebell.
Xander looked at his friend confusion written all over his face. “But the things he said about Buffy and you…”
“Are true.”
“YOU WERE HAVING SEX UP AGAINST WALL IN THE HALLWAY WHILE SNYDER WATCHED??”
“Or not so true.”
“What’s going on here?” Mr. Filbs, their math teacher stood behind Willow with a stern look, clearly disapproving of whatever was going on between the puberty-pest-people.
“Nothing Mr. Filbs,” Willow quickly answered. “Just a minor disagreement. Wasn’t it? Xander? Gage?” Both boys nodded reluctantly, but Xander’s eyes remained on Willow the whole time.
The teacherushered them into the room and Xander manoeuvred himself next to his best friend. “What’s going on?” he hissed under his breath.
“We’re together, Buffy and I, I wanted to tell you before the gossip got through to you, but I was still under the illusion that there’s nothing faster than the speed of light.”
“Together? As in girlfriends??” Xander seemed utterly confused.
“Yes,” Willow answered while she sat down. Xander put his own bag down and leaned over to Will.
“Since when?”
“Lastnight.”
“Oz?”
“I told him. We’re not together anymore. Obviously, since I’m with Buffy.”
“So, gay now?”
“Yes.”
“Happy?”
“Very.”
“Buffy, too?”
“I hope so, but it seems like it.”
“SILENCE,” Filbs yelled and both stopped talking and concentrated on the board before them. After a couple of minutes a crumpled piece of paper landed on Willow’s desk. On it stood one sentence: Give me a week to get used to it. Xander had drawn a big smiley next to his words.
Willow smiled and carefully folded it and put it at the back
of her spiral notebook.
~*~
She
couldn’t believe how much she’d missed Willow in the last 90 minutes as she almost
ran to the library only to find that Willow wasn’t there yet.
“Hi
Giles,” she said distractedly.
“Good
morning Buffy. You did not come in this morning. I was worried.”
“Overslept.”
Her eyes were locked on the library entrance.
“Well,
if you’re alright. I would like to talk again about what happened
yesterday while you were in here with Willow. I could not find any traces of
possession and I am not quite clear on how you exorcised James. Buffy? Are you
listening to me?” His question wasn’t answered, because at that
moment the library doors flew open to reveal Willow and Xander.
Both girls closed the distance between them in a flash and their lips found
each others’ instinctively.
Giles
nearly lost an eye as he pulled off his glasses to furiously clean them for
almost five minutes. Xander’s jaw hit thefloor
but Buffy and Willow were lost in each other.
Their
lips separated just as Giles put his glasses back on. The older man coughed
with embarrassment. “That is, uhh, a new
development, I take it?”
“Yep.
Mighty new. Yesterday night new. James had us acting and made us realize a few
things. He’s happy, we’re happy. All is well.”
“Why
did you not say so yesterday,” Giles asked, trying not to think about
this latest development too much. He had nothing against same-sex
relationships; still he’d been raised by very conservative English
parents and public displays of affection didn’t sit all that well with
him.
“Well
there was a lot of confusion at our end. We had to work out the kinks
first.”
“VERY
bad choice of words,” Xander mumbled loudenough
for all to hear. Buffy threw him a dark look and he just grinned back. Grinning
turned into a genuine smile when he saw Buffy take Willow’s hand carefully. He would need
some time get used to the changes in the group dynamic, but faced with his best
buds’ apparent happiness he realized that this was the right thing for
them.
“So
it’s true then.” All eyes turned to the door where Cordelia stood with her arms crossed and eyebrows raised.
“Ah,
not the part with the hallway and Snyder. But Buffy and me are together,
yeah,” Willow answered happily.
“Okay.”
Cordelia walked in and sat down in one of the chairs.
“Any news from Casper?”
“That’s
all?” Xander nearly yelled. “You say
‘okay’ and nothing more? No nasty comment, no questions,
nothing?”
“What
else is there to say? Two people have found each other and they’re
clearly happy. Stranger couples exist.” She threw him a pointed look.
“Besides, Buffy seems to give Willow a sense of fashion.”
Buffy
giggled while Willow tried to hide her face in her girlfriend’s
neck.
“I’m
working on it,” Buffy replied and kissed Willow’s neck.
“As
for your inquiry, Cordelia. It seems that Buffyand Willow did break James hold on this school
last night.”
“Great,
so we can have lunch without fear of serpent spaghetti today,
right?”
“With
as little fear as on a usual day living on the hellmouth.”
“Okay.
Xander I have another class, I’ll see youguys
at lunch. Xander?” Xander
looked up from Willow’s legs and gave Cordelia a confused look. Cordelia
rolled her eyes and took his arms to drag him out of the room.
“I’ve
gotta go, too. I’m teaching next lesson and I
have to prepare some stuff.” Willow didn’t want to but had to
detangle herself from Buffy. “I’ll see you at lunch?”
“Yep,
I‘ve got a free period, so I’m gonna train
with Giles.” Undoing all of Willow’s detangling, Buffy wrapped her
arms around her favorite redhead to give her another kiss that left them both
dazed and scared Giles into his office.
Buffy
giggled as she heard the office door fall shut and their kiss was broken. They
smiled at each other, before Buffy reluctantly released Willow.
“See
you soon, babe,” Willow said with a smile as she walked
backwards to the library doors. The slayer didn’t turn around before the
doors had closed behind her lover again.
“Giles!
You can come out now, she’s gone!”
~*~
tbc in part two