FIC: Tonight and the Rest of My Life 2/?

[jeepy91@xxxxxxx]

Sorry for such a short part this go around.  I'm trying to find appropriate places to break this one up and its proving a bit difficult.

If the formatting comes out all wonky again, you can find it at IKOLY(http://www.ikoly.com/fanfic/story.php?no=277)

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Author: Casandra
Email: rozwellrulz@xxxxxxx  Since my Fanforum account isn't working at the moment.
Disclaimer: Well even though the show isn't still in its first run, syndication will probably go on for eons, so I guess all this is still necessary.  I of course don't own them, because if I did, things would have been a lot more on the slashy side of things.  Alas, Mutant Enemy, Fox and Joss don't seem to think the way I do.  Oh well.
Rating: PG-13 for now, just for the slash content. Minor swearing mightbe in here too, so be forewarned.  I've been considering giving something a bit more naughty a try again, and if I do I'll give sufficient warning.
Warning: If the thought of woman in love and having a relationship bothers you, you better tear your eyes away quickly, because that's all you'll find in my fanfics.
Distribution: You can find my work at Realm of The Shadow (www.realmoftheshadow.com), Near Her Always (www.nearheralways.com) and I Kind of Love You as well.  Anybody else, you're welcome to it, just please let me know where it's going.
Feedback: I, like every other author, adores it.  So if you like my work, please drop me a line and let me know.  It'd be much appreciated.
Spoilers:  I have this tendency to reference just about anything.  So if you haven't seen all 7 seasons and all 144 episodes, you might use caution in reading this.  Not saying I WILL reference something, but I just might, so be aware.
Pairing: Buffy/Willow.  But also probably a smidge of Willow/Kennedy too. Actually, I might have some  Dawn/Faith in here as well, maybeas a backdrop couple.  Who knows, I think I'm just making it up as I go along.. I'm such a UC ship ho!  Might as well go for the gusto LOL
Summary: Post series finale.  At least 6 months down the road, where the remaining Scooby gang is, where they're headed, are they together?  Willow has to make another life changing decision, very reminiscent ofher decision to stay in SunnyD back in 'Choices'.
Author's Note: Ok, I haven't written anything significant since Summer Confessions, and that one I started during the Summer of 2002.  It's now June 2003 as I start this.  So I am probably very rusty when it comes to fiction.  All I've been writing is term papers for the last ninemonths.  But I'm going to try my best here and see what I can come upwith.   It's also going to be mostly in Buffy's POV.  I might switch over to Willow at some point, not sure yet.  We'll see what happens I guess.
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I pull up in front of the valet service at Club Olympus, Faith really did find a top notch club to work for, I gotta admit that. I gesture for Willow to get out and  I can't help but smile at the confused _expression_ crossing her face. "Um Buff, did you need to talk to Faith or something?"  She stays buckled in until I get out of the drivers side, hand the valet man my keys, a five dollar bill, and swiftly move over to the passenger door to coax her out.

"Willow, this is where we're going.  I figured since we can't go Bronzing anymore, this was the next best thing."  I manage to get her unbuckled, standing and heading into the club, waving to Brian the doorman as he lets us pass.  He's a great guy.  Big old teddy bear really. Unless you piss him off.  Watch out then.  Of course Willow doesn't know I come here every once in a while.  Nope, because then she'd know I'm toeing the straight line far off into lesbian land.  I guess I wouldn't really be toeing the line now that I think about it.  But in any case, she comes here with Kennedy, and I come here only when I know I won't see her and Kennedy getting it down on the dance floor.  Not something I'd be able to stand, even with a couple of stiff drinks fromthe bar.  She hasn't said a word to me yet, just let herself be pulled along until we find my favorite table.  It's in the back of the club, but it has a p
anoramic view of the entire place.  Plus it's up on the second floor.  Nice and private to boot.  "So, whatcha want to drink?"  Maybe some alcohol will bring her out of her daze.

"Buffy, this is a gay bar.  This is Faith's gay bar!"  She whispers it to me, almost conspiratorially, it's rather amusing really.

"Yeah Will, I'm pretty aware of that.  So what?  Don't you like you're surprise?  I thought you liked it here?"  Gotta add in the Slayer style pout or it will never work.

"No Buffy, I love this place, really, it's just well, I mean......."  She trails off and I know exactly what she's thinking. "Buffy, you're not gay, so why did we come to a gay nightclub?"

"You're gay, so we fit in just fine.  Ok, now what do you want to drink?"  Lets get her off the non-gayness of me for just one moment,  thank you.  I'm still standing as I look down at her upturned face, the lights from the dance floor reflecting off her bright emerald eyes.  It's entrancing to say the least, and I almost miss her drink request.

"Alright, if your sure you're comfortable with this"  I roll my eyes a bit at that, assuring her that I'm not being put out in the least bit. "I guess I'll have an Orgasm."  Um, huh?  I mean, WHAT?!

"A whatgasm?"  I mean my gosh, here I thought I was playing it completely subtle, when she comes out with THAT!  Something's up though, because she's almost falling out of her chair laughing.

"Oh my god Buffy, that was priceless!"  What?  What did I do? I'm not the one who said orgasm!

"What?"

"Buffy, an Orgasm is a mixed drink.  Actually, it's a shot, vodka,amaretto and cream, I think. Hence the name Orgasm."

"Oh."  I knew that.  Really.

"I was just kidding though, they're not that great, too strong for me.  I think I'll just have a Blowjob instead."  If I could physically swallow my tongue I think I would have done just that.  When did Willow get so bold?   Again she's laughing at my predicament, or at least the incredibly red shade my face must have taken on.  Apparentlyyou can see it, even in this dim lighting. "Ok fine Buffy, you're no fun, how bout just a boring ole Witch of Salem, that sounds appropriate, don't you think?"  I can't help but smile a bit at her unending cuteness, even when she's teasing me.  And of course wondering if there really are mixed drinks by those names. And just how Willow became so aware of the various forms of consuming alcohol.  I might just have to talk to Kennedyabout that.  Or beat her to a pulp for turning my best friend into a cocktail conessuir.

"Ok, haha, laugh at stone cold sober girl.  But don't we remember the last time I had anything significant to drink?  Or spent any time at a bar? Cave Buffy ringing any bells here Will?"  Yes, Cave Buffy was sure not the most pleasant experience.  I'm so glad that I had enough of my subconscious not exactly subbed to rescue Willow from that fire at the Grotto.  I can't imagine what would have happened if I had been any more out of it than I already was. 

"Ok, spoil my fun.  Just get me a Hurricane."

"That I can do." Because surprisingly, that is something I've heard of. I go to head back down the stairs to the bar, but Willow grabs onto the sleeve of my leather jacket, halting me before I can even take two steps.

"You're sure you're ok being here? You're not worried some hot girl might come and hit on you?"  She teased me a bit, but I could see the seriousness in her eyes.  She was genuinely worried that a nightspot thatcatered to the alternative was going to freak me out.  Of course she has always been super sensitive about what my feelings were regarding her sexuality.  Did she honestly think I was homophobic?  I never could figure that one out, but she's always been more tip-toe'y with me about it than anyone else.

I leaned down close enough so that my breath was tickling her earlobe. "The only thing I'm worried about is some hot girl hitting on YOU. This is *our* night."  And with that I left down the steps to retrieve our drinks, leaving my best friend sitting at our table with a stupefied _expression_ on her face.  Lets just see what she makes of that little confession.  Not an outright admission of jealousy, but hey, close enough.  Baby steps.

TBC.......
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["Willow's] bond with Buffy is something I find kind of transcendent.  Even when they're not getting along at all." - Joss Whedon, 'Innocence' commentary