FIC: Tiger by the Tail (4/?)

["Shadowlander" <Shadowlander1@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>]

Title: Tiger by the Tale (4/?)
Author: Shadowlander
Email: Shadowlander1@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx - or - Tankesly@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters commonly associated with Buffy the 
Vampire Slayer; they are used without permission. No copyright infringement is 
intended. However, Yoshiro does belong to me and is used with permission.  
Pairing: Buffy/Willow
Rating: PG-17
Archive: The usual places; all others ask first.
 
TIGER BY THE TAIL (4/?)
 
"You must be Buffy," the young man said with a smile, pleased beyond words to finally 
be meeting the noble Chosen One. Although after listening to Willow's description to 
the Slayer, he sort of excepted her to be taller.
 
Finally tearing her eyes away from the sleeping form of her best friend, a part of her was 
convinced she might disappear at any moment. "Yes, and you are?" She questioned 
cautiously wondering where Giles was. 'He's not a vamp,' she noted, her inner Slayer 
sense not giving off any of the usual signals for a vamp, although she was picking up a 
faint blue aura around him.  
 
"I am Yoshiro, I believe you know my." he was cut off by a low moan from the sofa.  
"She does this often," Yoshiro added with a tired sigh, reaching down to Willow's 
shoulder. "Willow.wake up, we got company." He said in a soft voice give her 
shoulder a gentle shake, silently hoping that this wasn't going to be the day she 
accidentally unleashed a fire ball when startled out of a sound sleep. He was pretty sure 
that that would not endear them very well to Mister Giles.  
 
"Go way.don't want to talk." came the muffled reply as Willow pulled the blanket 
over her head and snuggled deeper into the couch. This had been the first time in months 
she had been able to fall asleep on something other then a hard floor and she meant to 
enjoy it as long as she could.  
 
Exchanging an amused look with Buffy and Amy, he leaned over the back of the sofa and 
in a loud voice ribbeted right where Willow's head was. The response was immediate as 
the blanket was thrown back and a small compact figure rolled off the sofa and into the 
floor. "You bastard," Willow growled ready to pounce on him.  
 
"Ah, Willow." Yoshiro said with a laugh pointing to her left.
 
Turning in the indicated direction, Willow immediately froze before she turned her face 
to the side and lowered it a bit. 'This was a bad idea, I shouldn't be here.' She said to 
herself closing her eyes briefly, adding a few curses toward Yoshiro and his somewhat 
warped sense of humour.  
 
Buffy forced herself to remain calm as she slowly reached out to gently raise and turn 
Willow's face back toward her. "Ah, Wills?" She breathed, a tightness forming in her 
chest at what greeted her. Instead of seeing the familiar green eyes she had been so 
desperate to see moments ago, she found herself staring into a pair of missed matched 
eyes. One its rightful colour, clear and focused, the other a sickly milky white. Firmly 
pushing down her outrage at whomever.whatever did this to her best friend she focused 
herself solely on Willow. 'Make sure Wills is fine then go and track down whatever is 
responsible for this and kill it slow and painfully.' She decided her own eyes hardening 
with resolve.  

'Great, just great.now Buffy is going to go off on a killing spree.' Willow said to 
herself knowing the look in the Slayer's eyes well. 'Four years and she still hasn't 
learned to control her temper.' "I'm fine Buffy." Willow said with a gentle smile, trying 
to reassure the other woman.  
 
"Fine? Fine!" Buffy repeated in disbelief. "You are as far from fine as you can get and 
not be dead." The Slayer replied, trying to regain her composer giving the other two an 
imploring look that said 'help me out here.' 
 
"Don't look at me.she never listens to anything I say." Yoshiro said holding his hands 
up in surrender.  
 
"You hush.I'm mad at you." Willow ordered with a growl only to have him stick his 
tongue out in reply not at all bothered by the threat clear in her voice. "I'd say 'bite me', 
but you'd do it just to see what Buffy would do." She noted dryly with a smug look 
forming on her face. 'This should be interesting; Yoshiro and Xander in the same town.'  
 
"What exactly is it about you and biting?" Yoshiro asked arching an eyebrow in 
question. "And don't think you're getting out of having to calm down your friend." He 
added with a smug grin of his own. "She's about to spit nails." He noted dryly, 
successfully returning Willow's attention to the blonde Slayer who had a growing look of 
irritation on her face.  
 
Buffy didn't know who this Yoshiro guy was and why he seemed so friendly with 'her' 
best friend, but she was going to find out. Telling herself the entire time that she was not 
jealous, she just wanted answers nothing more.  
 
End Part Four.
 
Next up.questions and answers. Honest! So put down the torches and lighters.  
Especially you, Alex and Kimber, I see you two over in the corner with those 
mischievous grins. :)