FIC: Moving On

[montevallo64@xxxxxxxxxxx]

Hi all!
This is the next part of my story, it follows: "Is This Really 
Happening?"

Summary: Willow and Buffy have finally hooked up,(Yea!) and have 
dealt with their parents reactions.
DISCLAIMERS: They are not mine, never have been, never will. ANd I 
have nothing to do with any Anime cartoons.
NOTES: [ ] thinking, "" speaking.

CAUTION: IF you like Tara you might not want to read this story.)I 
don't have anything against, this is just the way the story went.


Buffy Summers smiled as she sat down besides her girlfriend.
"Willow we have almost all of our classes together!"

"Yeah it's so cool. I'm glad you've decided to become more school 
oriented this year." [There's that smile I just love it! She looks so 
cute and unslayerish!'

"Me too." They stopped their conversation of where to go for dinner 
as the professor strolled into the room. 

"I'm surprised to see so many faces. Now let's call roll just to see 
who all is here."

[I wonder if Will would like to go to the movies first, then dinner?] 
A quick glance over to the redhead, and the thought was banished from 
her head. [Who says I have to figure this out right now.] She smiled, 
pulling Willow's hand into her own, listening to the roll being 
called, not a care on the world, until she heard three words.

"Tara Maclay?"

"H-Here." 

Buffy dropped Willow's hand, here eyes turning as wide as some Anime 
cartoon character's. [No way. Not after just getting Will's parents 
back.] Willow froze as she heard Tara's name being called. [Oh Shi- 
No! Don't think like that. Just because she's in the same class as 
you doesn't mean that she's going to do anything-] Willow smiled at 
her girlfriend, a look that clearly said: Oh Crap!.

"It'll be okay Wills. Just as long as we don't have to work with her 
or anything."

"You're right, I mean what are the chances that either of us will 
have to work with her."

The professor cleared his throat. [Opps!] The girls returned their 
attention to the front as the teacher explained their first 
assignment.

"You will be paired with someone else to learn their favorite food, 
colors, etc. I know this seems like an easy topic, but I want to feel 
as if I know your partners like I'm their brother. Don't think that 
because this is drama class you can just ease off in your work ethic. 
This will do you a world of good to know each other intimately."

Willow winced at the professor's choice of words.

"All right. Jeff Willson, Ann Montgomery, Willow Rosenberg and Tara 
Maclay. Fred Rains..." The pencil Buffy had been writing with snapped 
into little pieces. [No! She's mine! Not hers!] 

"Mine."

All eyes turned to Buffy, who was trying to calm down, staring at the 
strange girl.

"Defective pen." Willow blushed at all the attention focused on 
them. 

"Buffy you were writing with a pencil." The blonde somehow managed to 
turn even redder. [This can't be to bad. Tara and I have talked. I 
repeat It won't be bad.] As for Tara, the blonde witch/wicca's (I 
have no idea someone tell me which one she is)hair hide the smile on 
her face.

********************

"Okay get with our partners for the rest of class." Willow moved to 
get up, but was pulled back down by Buffy. Willow gave the blonde a 
look saying: don't embarass me! Buffy released her hand.

"I'm sorry Wills. I just don't-" she looked around to see other 
students listening to what she was saying. She lowered her 
voice, "I'm sorry. Still love me?" Buffy was rewarded with a patented 
Willow smile.

"Ofcourse, but I'll miss you while I'm gone." Someone cleared their 
throat, the culprit being Buffy's partner.

"Sorry. Bye Wills. Meet at the magic shop later?"

"I'll meet you on the bench." Buffy grinned at the refrence to their 
first meeting. [Tara better not try anything! Witch or not I'll kick 
her ass!]


********************

Willow walked over to the blonde witch.

"Hey." 

"H- Hi Willow." 

The redhead sat down in the desk next to Tara's.

"So we already know each others favorite stuff, what do we do?" Tara 
closed her notebook.

"I thought that maybe, if you w-wanted we could talk about what's 
been going on since..."

"All right, so what have you been doing?" The blonde smiled.

"You know spells. I found this really neat.."

*********************

Buffy looked up from her work when she heard a very familiar sound. A 
sound that she should not be hearing. She quickly turned her head 
back from the scene of the two witches laughing before she lost her 
temper. [She's not supposed to be here! How dare she-] The slayer's 
hand tightened on her desk. [I'm calm, Willow would never ever do 
anything with Tara. I trust Willow completely. Okay she really needs 
to get her hand off of Willow's arm! Move your hand! Now or I'll-]

SNAP!

Buffy looked down to find that she had pulled the desk top off of her 
chair. [Oh God. How am I going t explain this?!] Everyone's attention 
was once again directed at the blonde slayer.

"Ms. Summers is there something wrong?" 

"Yeah. I think you need to talk to the university about new desks, 
because it's dangerous to have chairs that break easily." 

The professor looked at the chair that was missing the little desk 
top tha was supposed the be attatched to the chair. [Those are brand 
new!]

******************

Willow turned towards the noise coming from the area where she had 
left her grilfriend. [Please tell me she didn't-] Buffy was still 
clutching the desktop in her hands, her eyes with a jeaslousy/hate 
look. [Oh my!] Willow stared as Bufy made up some excuse. [Wow! She 
just! Wow! I'm so going to have to make this up to her.]



Someone, anyone, please tell me if Willow and Tara are witches or 
wiccas!!!

Thank you for you time.

tbc