FF: Tireseus: Chapter One

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Title: Tireseus 
Chapter: One/Three
Rating: PG-16 
Pairing: Willow/Buffy 
Spoilers: Season two. 
Timeline: This is Angel becomes Angelus and goes all grr. 
Beta Readers: Scotty Welles 
Shadow Mage 

Summary: A spell sends Willow's life spiraling out of control, and 
no matter what she does things only get more and more complicated. 

Disclaimer: So not mine 

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PROLOGUE 
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She gulped at the two men pacing her living room. She couldn't stop
the nervousness she'd been feeling since the two Watchers had shown up
on her doorstep asking for her help. She could handle Giles, who was
more of a father to her than her own father, but this was different. 
These were two freaky-acting strangers. 

"What kind of help? Because I doubt I could help you, not that I don't
want to. It's just that I'm plain old dependable Willow. There's
nothing special about me. Well except my hacking, but no illegal
hacking because that would be bad. Very bad, and I'm too young to go
to jail." 

The elder of the two men squinted at her over his spectacles. His
behavior reminded her of a retired solider. Under his intense gaze she
was tempted to back up, but there was another part of her, the part
that helped the Slayer that was keeping her standing in front of him. 

"There's been a recent series of murders, all involving young men with
magical abilities. We believe that a demon's behind them, however
there are too many possibilities." 

She let out a relived sigh. "I'll call the others and we'll start
doing our thing right away." 

"That's not what we need you for." 

She had a very bad feeling about this. "Th-then w-w-w-why do you need
me?" 

"We want you to go undercover to catch it." 

She blanched at the idea of her going... "Um, why me? I'm just a
normal adolescent female, with absolutely no magical abilities." Yep,
let's see them contradict that. 

"Actually you do, they're simply latent." 

Really. She smiled at the idea of her, mousy Willow, a witch. Her
eyes narrowed slightly and she crossed her arms. "But you said this
thing went after young men. In case you hadn't noticed...I'm still a
woman." 

The younger man smirked and held up a spell book. "Not for long." 


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CHAPTER ONE 
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He stood outside the library between the two Watchers he had come to
despise. Not only had they forbade him to tell the others about this,
but they had made it clear that she...that HE had to work with the
others on this. He glared over at the younger Watcher, thinking that
when this was over he was going to rip the creep a new... 

The older Watcher gripped his arm and yanked him through the doors,
ignoring the cautious looks that the others were giving them. 

Giles stood and eyed the new arrivals suspiciously. "May I help you?"
he inquired archly. 

The younger man snorted softly as he took in the others, his eyes
lingering on Angel. "This is William," he stated. "The council sent
him to help you." 

Giles frowned at the young upstart, making him take a step back. "I
wasn't expecting him until tomorrow." 

"We left early. There's an emergency that requires us to get back
immediately. Now, if you'll excuse us..." 

He watched them disappear, suddenly wanting nothing more than to go
with them. Slowly he looked back at his friends, and swallowed under
Buffy's gaze, suddenly feeling like a specimen on display. Running his
hand through his short red hair, he smiled shyly at them. "Uh, hi?" 

"Will, huh?" Xander chuckled. "Man, we lose one Will only to get
another. Talk about a coincidence." 

Cordiella smiled at him with a strangely predatory glint. She
approached him and took his hand, squeezing more softly and slowly than
a polite handshake required. "I'm Cordiella. I'd be...happy to show
you around." 

"Yeah, she just loves to take men on a tour of her body," Xander
muttered behind her. "Then again, there's not that many men who
haven't seen...eek!" 

He whimpered as Cordiella gripped him between the legs. "What was it
you were saying?" she asked sweetly.

"Nothing! Nothing!!" He sunk to the floor when she let go. 

Buffy smiled at him and shrugged. "Welcome to the hellmouth." She
popped up and grabbed his elbow, stirring him away from Cordy. "I
don't suppose you know how to use a computer?" 

"I...think I can mange." His stomach fluttered as she sat next to him,
her hand still resting against his arm. She leaned into him as she
caught him up on the case. Her hot breath tingling his skin. Every
once in a while he'd feel her leg brush against his. 'I'm in soooo
much trouble. ' 


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He leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his tired eyes. The others had
left a few hours ago, but he hadn't been ready to. The idea of being a
man for the next couple of weeks was strangely terrifying, and he had
no desire to go home to bed. 

"Hey, what're you still doing here?" 

He yelped as his chair fell over, with him in it. Groaning slightly as
the image of an amused Buffy standing over him refired the hormones
that were so fickle. 

"Are you okay?" 

He reluctantly took the offered hand, nodding at her, not trusting his
voice at the moment. Instead he righted his chair. "I...uh..." He
cleared his squeaking voice and tried again. "I wanted to check a few
more sites before I left." 

Buffy hopped up on the table next to him, giving him a view of her
legs. "I'll walk you." 

He glanced wearily into her face seeing the determined clench of her
jaw. "All right, just let me shut down." 

"So...you're from England?" 

"Yeah. It's very...wet." He stood up, hoping that his friend didn't
decide to question him anymore. And that she wouldn't notice the
effect she was having on him. The male anatomy he was adjusting to
made it harder to hide his feelings. 

The manners that had been drilled into him as a young child came
rearing up, forcing him to help her off the table. Her body slid
against his, sending hot blood rushing through him. 

"Thanks." She smiled at him, melting his heart. 

"N-no p-problem." 

She took his hand and guided him out of the library. "I guess you must
miss your girlfriend, being so far away." 

He let his hand drop from hers, way to aware of her proximity for
comfort. "Oh, I don't have one." 

The barest look of glee passed over her face before she covered it. 
"Oh? You broke up?" 

"I've never...uh...dated." He cleared his throat again. Trying to
pick up their pace. 

"I find that hard to believe." She cocked her head at him and smiled. 

"Why?" 

"You seem to be a nice guy, not to mention cute." 

'She thinks I'm cute...' He couldn't stop the large grin from
splitting his face, giddiness over flowing him. 

"I...thank you." He blushed softly ducking his head. "What about you?
Any special men in your life?" 

She sighed and leaned against him, hooking her arm through his. 
"It's...complicated." 

"How?" 

"I care about Angel, but..." She trailed off awkwardly. 

"Is it the 'Vampire Slayer' thing?" 

"Every time we're around each other, I have to fight my instincts." 

He stopped outside his house and turned to her. "But you love him, and
in the end that's all that matters." 

She hugged him tightly. "Thank you." 

He watched her walk off, his body missing her warmth. 'Well, at least
it can't get any worse...' 

He should have known better.


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He poked his head into the library, slipping inside after determining
that it was empty. It was only lunchtime, and he had no idea how he
was going to make it through the rest of the day. So far he'd been hit
on by most of Cordy's clones and a number of women he'd never even
known before today. Cordy and her group had even ambushed him a few
minutes before trying to talk him into having lunch with them. 

He just couldn't understand it; as a woman, everyone had made her life
miserable and ignored her. But the second she was a man, he became the
very thing she'd always dreamed about. Now, though, after seeing how
the other side lived, all he wanted to do was become Willow again. 

"There you are, I've been looking all over for you." 

'Here we go again...' He forced a smile as he turned to Buffy, weary
of her after the day's events. "Hi." 

"I heard you were having a little trouble with Cordy." 

He rolled his eyes. "You have no idea. I never knew that women could
be so..." 

"Predatory?" 

"You could say that. I can't wait for school to be over." 

A wicked statement crossed her face. "Why don't we leave?" 

"You mean skip? I've never skipped in my entire life." 

Buffy grabbed his arm and lead him to the back entrance of the library
and out into the parking lot. "Then it's about time you did." 


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He flopped back onto the beach in his soaking wet swim trunks, laughing
harder as Buffy landed on his chest. His arms naturally surrounded
her, hugging her to him. "I can't believe we did this." 

She propped herself up on her elbow so that she was inches from his
face. 

" It must be hard not having a boyfriend that can do this sort of thing 
with you."

She nodded, her fingers playing over his chest. " We're not exactly 
dating anymore."

" Why what happened?"

" There's so much angst between us, and...somethings missing." 
Buffy stared down at him slyly. Her blue eyes drilling into his. Their
bodies melded into each other instinctively. " Something I experience
when I'm around you."

His laughter faded away as he became aware of her wet body pressed
against hers. "Uh...maybe we shoul..." 

Her lips silenced him, chasing any thoughts from his mind. 

'This is wrong, she's your best friend. Bad, bad
Will...oh...that's...' He moaned involuntarily as she ground into him,
both of them quickly losing control. His hands began to wander over
her back, pulling her closer to him. 

She moved her lips to his neck, sucking the skin. "I feel like I've
known you for a long time. Like you remind me of someone...." 

He shuddered under her hands. "I've...never felt anything like this
before." 

He crushed their lips back together, stripping off her swimsuit as she
rolled over. All senses lost in a daze of hormones, and passion... 

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