FIC: To Thine Own Self Be True 11/?

["wizathogwarts" <mcronin24@xxxxxxxxx>]

Title - To Thine Own Self Be True 11/?
By mike (mcronin24@xxxxxxxxx) 
SPOILERS: Season 1, Welcome to the Hellmouth and The Harvest.
RATING: R. It is a Buffy/Willow fic that includes smoochies, 
caressing and mystical intimacy. 
DISCLAIMER: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and all characters belong to 
Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and Fox. 
FEEDBACK: Constructive comments are encouraged. 
SUMMARY: (Buffy/Willow) Buffy and Willow have some fun and deal with 
not hiding their relationship.
Authors Notes: 

To Thine Own Self Be True
Chapter 11
Hate


Knock, knock, knock. "Buffy, Willow, time to get up." 

I heard an echoing mumble to mine from the gorgeous face peeking 
through flaming soft wisps of hair. 

"Yea, mom, getting up now." I spoke loud enough for her to hear.

"OK" she replied as I heard her retreat down the hall.

I slowly turned my head back towards Willow to see a sleepy but very 
happy smile on her face.

"You look happy." I grinned at her knowingly.

"Oh yea, I was just remembering last night and all the places you 
took my body too. So many times." She said with barely concealed 
lust as she tightened her arm that was draped across my waist.

The memories caused my breath to quicken and I felt my body flush 
with heat and desire and I moved my body against her thigh that I 
had one leg draped over with a deep down aching need.

"Oh Willow, can't go there now or we'll never get out of bed." I 
moaned.

"And that would be bad?" She whispered huskily as she inched her 
lips closer to mine and pressed her thigh into me.

"Ahhh, " momentarily brain dead as currents of ecstasy short 
circuited my higher brain functions. I felt her warm breath touch 
my lips and the hot flesh of her leg sliding in between mine, "mom, 
she'll come back if she doesn't hear us getting ready for school." I 
finally said in real fear, just picturing us in a passionate embrace 
with mom pounding on the door.

My fear got through and Willow pulled back from certain disaster, 
like if the Titanic had been able to pull away from the iceberg in 
time kinda disaster. We both moaned and sat up, flung back the 
blankets and got out of bed. I looked at her across the bed, her 
naked skin glowing in the morning sun coming through the window. My 
heart quickened immediately at the sight of her body, and glancing 
at her face, I could see that she was having a similar reaction 
looking at me. We both looked down in an attempt to stop our raging 
desires. 

"I love you so much, Buffy." Her voice was soft, with love and 
conviction.

"I am so in love with you, Willow, that I don't think the rest of my 
life will be enough to tell you." I whispered back.

We raised our heads to look at each other again and saw the rising 
lust in each others eyes that still hadn't had time to fully quell. 
Realizing our mutual condition and the possible consequences of 
giving into them, we both broke out into giggles as our final 
defense, and grabbed our robes before our continued nudity could 
have us veering back towards that iceberg.

We had our morning routine down, but if we took a few minutes longer 
because of adding a few additional touches, quick kisses and passing 
brushes of our bodies, who could blame us.

"Morning mom." I smiled as I came into the kitchen with Willow right 
behind me.

"Morning mom." Willow echoed my greeting and smile, well actually, 
she kinda drowned my smile out but you get the picture.

Mom turned and looked at the both of us showing a careful smile of 
her own. "Well you two sure are chipper this morning and I think, 
actually glowing I'm afraid so I don't want to know. I'm just going 
to remind myself to be glad that you're happy." And with that she 
set down a pitcher of juice and toasted bagels on the table along 
with the cereal and milk already there.

As we ate breakfast, we gave her a quick rundown on how well things 
went last night, except for the end. After explaining how we took 
care of the vamps remote like, she got quiet for a moment.

"If you can take care of things remotely, why put yourself in danger 
in the first place?" It was actually a good question, but we had a 
good answer which Willow supplied.

"It's too exhausting to use on a regular basis. After we finished, 
Buffy actually passed out and I nearly did. I think I handled it 
better 'cause I'm more tuned to the magic side, while Buffy's 
mystical strength is on the physical." Willow explained succinctly.

"So, it's a use once emergency type weapon. I guess we should be 
grateful that it happened at the end of the evening, rather than the 
beginning." Mom said, understanding showing on her face.

"Yea, if we had pulled that right away, we could never have taken 
care of the others." I quickly agreed.

I'm glad that mom understood, but not just for the obvious 
reason's. I needed her to continue to allow me to fight my way. It 
wasn't like I had a death wish or anything, in fact, I more than 
ever wanted to live now that I had Willow. But what I couldn't 
admit to her was that I enjoyed the fighting. It was an incredible 
rush. When I had told Willow about this, she said my body must turn 
into an incredible hormone factory while fighting. Adrenaline, 
endorphins and anything else that heightened senses, speed and 
strength. She thinks that it's natures way of thanking me for doing 
such a good job. Then she would go on to say it's just like nature 
makes sex so pleasurable, so that people will be inclined to 
reproduce. I personally don't recall reading that in any of my 
biology books, so I made a mental note to find out what supplemental 
readings my not so shy lover was into.

"Well, it does sound like you're being careful. And I hate to think 
how many people may have been hurt if you hadn't done your patrol. 
But after getting so many last night, do you think there will be 
fewer from here on out? You could hear the hope in her voice.
"That's what we're hoping also, but with the hell mouthy thing, this 
place will continue to attract baddies. We just need to catch them 
before they hurt anyone." I tried to assure her.

"OK, so when do I get to meet this watcher guy. Mr. Giles did you 
say his name was?" She went on.

"Well, Giles thinks you don't know anything about the slayer thing 
and we want to keep it that way for awhile. We're working on him to 
become more independent from the Council before we do. But in the 
meantime, we'll see if we can arrange some kind of meeting around 
school type activities. That way he'll feel comfortable coming 
around and you can feed us your take on him." I explained.

"So, I get to play secret agent. This should be fun." She actually 
grinned like a Cheshire cat. 

"Yea, he doesn't stand a chance against three determined women." 
Willow matched her grin.

Mom looked at Willow and then me, "Yes, against three women." She 
put emphasis on the women.

After a couple moments of uncomfortable contemplation, mom was back 
in action. "All right, just clean up your breakfast dishes and get 
to school. I'll be home for dinner tonight. I expect both of you 
here, and have a nice day at school." She then left to go finish 
getting herself ready for work.

Willow and I just looked at each other for a moment and then I began 
to smile and she began to smile and I started to giggle and she 
started to giggle and then we were in each others arms.

We made a conscious effort not to hold hands walking to school, but 
we did walk pretty close together as we talked and laughed. We 
seemed to have an uncanny ability to describe things to each other 
in ways that the other found incredible amusing. Ain't love grand.

The next couple of days went without any big surprises. We gave 
Giles pretty much the same explanation we gave mom about the remote 
slayage, and he agreed that it was too dangerous to use considering 
how debilitating it was at this time. He said he was getting 
resistance about the training facility, but thought he would get 
approval by early next week.

<so that's when hell is due to freeze over> Willow smirked. A 
smirking Willow is a sight to behold.

Thursday night went real smooth. Only one newbie vamp that arose 
from the North Oaks cemetery around 9:30. The only other spot on 
the radar was our souled stalker. Would be nice to get a name, but 
he was just watching. What he didn't know was that we were watching 
him. And doing a much better job of it than he was doing watching 
us. We also peeked in on Giles, and after he went to bed, we spent 
some time perusing his watchers journal. This wasn't anywhere near 
as exhausting as dusting those vamps the previous night, but I still 
left most of the work to Willow since she had a higher tolerance for 
it than I did. We were gratified to read that even though he had 
previously trained two potential slayers, he had never had been 
assigned an active slayer before me. We were gratified because this 
meant that he didn't already have any preconceptions of actually 
being with an active slayer before which made us believe that he was 
trainable. This belief was fortified when we noticed that he had a 
personal journal, separate from his watcher's journal, that he would 
make more personal observations into, the ones he never planned on 
sharing. In fact, this is the one we saw him writing in the first 
time we peeked in on him. This made for some very interesting 
reading, in fact it embarrassed us so much that we stopped. That's 
when we realized that we were beginning to think of Giles as a 
friend and that what we were doing was an invasion of his privacy. 
All I'll say is that Giles is not as straight laced as he portrays. 
We did discover that he had made contact with someone that had 
access to original Council history's, supposedly describing the 
actual reason for the founding of the Council, and he expected to 
receive this history within a couple of weeks. In the meantime, we 
prepared for the weekend, meaning Saturday daytime activities or as 
previously described, laundry day.

Friday afternoon came and my first week at Sunnydale High School 
ended. Absolutely the best week of my life. I meet the girl of my 
dreams, my soul mate. We joined on mystical planes and became full 
partners in my destiny, now our destiny, though I suspect it was 
always her destiny too. I actually expect Giles to come up with 
some prophecy about us sooner or later. This week we became women 
together, by each other, you just can't top that.

After homework, dinner and patrol, Willow had promised to meet 
Xander at the Bronze. He was feeling a little neglected by Willow. 
I told Willow that it was just him, his hormones and two day of 
thinking about us as a couple that made him want to spend an evening 
bronzing with us. Willow started to defend him, then paused, 
grinned sheepishly and said "Absolutely!" We laughed together for 
several minutes talking of how many ways we could get him to drop 
his jaw.

We spent two hours monitoring the town and only spotted one vamp. 
Yea, soul boy was the only one out and getting very lonely 
apparently. We gave up driving around about 9pm and had Giles drop 
us a block from the bronze. We had dressed for dancing, I was in a 
navy mini and red halter that left my ribbed stomach quite visible 
and accessible to the right red head. Willow was going to wear some 
fluffy sweater with a daisy. Actually, it was about the best she 
had, along with a pink skirt. I intervened and got her to wear my 
chocolate mini with a forest green blouse that just set her eyes and 
hair on fire. She was completely embarrassed until she noticed the 
look of total wanton lust in my face as I slowly ogled her. Her 
embarrassment soon turned to "Buffy can't keep her eyes off me so 
this is what I'm wearing." We had both worn wind breakers while out 
with Giles but left them on the back of the chairs Xander had saved 
for us right after we arrived. Jesse was with him and they both 
went speechless after we took off the wind breakers. Willow had 
brushed her fingers back through her hair while winking at me and I 
went speechless momentarily also.

"Lets dance." I said grabbing her hand.

We wiggled our way onto the dance floor and found a spot near where 
several other girls were also dancing together, kinda the friends 
who are girls dance together area. 

I could tell Willow was nervous and my mission was to get her to 
just enjoy the dancing and forget about everyone else. The best way 
to do this was to have her feel the heat and give into it. As we 
danced, I moved my body languidly and quite suggestively. Reaching 
my hands out to brush her hip, glide down her arm and lightly run my 
fingers over her hands. Very soon, Willow was only watching me. 
Her breathing was getting heavy and the stiffness disappeared from 
her movements. She began to get a little bolder, returning my 
touches with suggestive movements of her eyebrows. Slow movements of 
her tongue over her moist lips. Just after the start of the third 
song which had a slower, deep penetrating rhythm, I moved real 
close, and put my left hand on her hip while keeping her eyes locked 
to mine. I slid my left leg outside of her right leg and moved in 
so that my pelvis slid up her right thigh. Her eyes opened wide and 
her mouth opened slightly with a little gasp. I smiled and drew 
back to repeat the motion once more with a hungry smile on my face. 
She put both her hands on my shoulders while leaning her upper body 
back, keeping her leg between my thighs and began this incredibly 
sexy rotation of her shoulders while kneading her fingers into my 
shoulders and upper arms. Willow then rotated to my side and began 
to slowly slide her pelvis up and down my thigh. As she did, here 
eyes began to flutter and her eyes were rolling up into her head. 
Then the song ended and with a shudder, we drew apart. "I need some 
water." Willow practically croaked.

"Water is the least I can do for the sexiest dance partner in the 
world." I said while wetting my lips slowly with my tongue.

With a smile, we began to walk towards our table and only then 
noticed that people were looking at us. Most of the guys were 
staring with out and out lust while most of the girls just looked 
surprised except for a couple that I thought were looking with 
something akin to longing. 

<bask in the feeling and ignore everyone. Looking cool and unafraid 
is how to get accepted. Showing fear invites attack.> I was hoping 
that Will would find this thought encouraging.

I then felt Will's arm slide around my waist and her lips brush 
across my cheek. I turned my head to see this cat eating grin. 
<how's that for looking cool>

I smiled deliciously right back at her. <except for the fact that I 
think you caused me to just melt into a big puddle, it was perfect.>

No one said a word to us as we walked back to our table, but we 
could feel the looks. As we approached, we saw Xander and Jesse.

I was overcome with a sudden desire. <you look so beautiful, your 
skin is glistening and your hair slightly damp. Please run your 
fingers back through your hair slowly, for me?> my heart was racing 
at the sight of her.

Willow then lifted her head with her jaw just a little forward and 
with both hands, slowly and sensuously pushed them through her hair 
starting at the temples all the was back, finishing with a little 
double flick of her head and a half lidded smile. <anything for you 
my love.>

I gasped slightly at the incredible sight and slid my arm around her 
waist.

We returned to our seats, finding two bottles of water waiting for 
us. We looked at Xander and he shrugged sheepishly. "You looked 
like you were going to need some water."

"Thanks Xander." We harmonized with grateful smiles.

"I suggested a fire hose." Jesse spoke up with a truly disturbing 
grin across his face.

"The nights not over." Willow spoke suggestively. She was definitely 
feeling the heat and she is mine, hear me, all mine. I gave her my 
best come hither smile.

She put her hand on mine, giving it a gentle squeeze. "That was so 
much fun. Are we going to dance some more?"

"I'm willing to go all night long." I winked at her.

<i sure hope your mom sleeps soundly.> she winked back.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT." Came blaring over the top of our 
heads.
I grabbed Willow's hand quickly and squeezed. <don't let cordelia 
get to you, she's pissed because you're getting more attention.>

I saw the look on Willow's face change from conditioned fear to 
wonderment and then relax completely as she realized the truth in 
what I just told her.

We both casually turned to see Cordelia with her arms crossed below 
her chest looking like someone just gave her a wedgie.

Willow looked her up and down very slowly, keeping her face casual. 
Willow then looked at me and leaned over to whisper in my ear. "I 
think she wants dance lessons." Which got us both to giggling.

"Are you laughing at me." I heard, then saw the hand reaching for 
Willow.

My hand shot out, stopping hers about six inches before it reached 
Willow. I held her arm immobile at the wrist with the minimum force 
necessary so that I didn't hurt her. She tried yanking her arm free 
and was surprised that she wasn't able to do so. I looked up at her 
casually and with a slight arch to my brow. "I'm going to let go of 
your hand and you are never going to threaten Willow ever again." 
With that, I gave her wrist just enough of a squeeze to make her 
wince and then let go.

She yanked her hand back to her chest, holding it with her other 
hand. She was staring at me in shock.

"How dare you threaten me." And then my face changed.

Cordelia's face turned fearful as she stared at my face. "The 
stories about you at Hemry are true, aren't they." She said softly, 
turned and walked quickly away.

I felt Willow's hand on my shoulder. I turned to look at her and 
the smile on her face caused me to relax. Without realizing it, I 
had gone into slayer mode. The look Cordelia had been witness to 
was the one that I had previously saved only for demons. I guess in 
Cordelia's case, the look was understandable.

"WOW." Xander exclaimed, "I've never seen Cordy scared before, what 
did she mean the stories are true. You're not an ax murderer, are 
you Buff?"

"Xander, don't be ridiculous. You're not going to buy into anything 
Cordelia say's, are you?" Willow launched to my defense.

"It's OK Willow." I turned to Xander. "The gym got burned down 
during a dance and I was blamed for it, but they never proved it."

"Is that it? That doesn't seem to explain her fear." He asked 
shaking his head.

"Well, if there is something else, I have no idea what it is. You 
know how rumors are, by the third retelling, a dropped water balloon 
turns into blowing up the federal building." I explained with a 
shrug of my shoulders.

He pursed his lips and nodded, buying that explanation for now.

Right then, the band started up and Willow grabbed my hand. "Dance 
with me." Her eyes lighted up which lit up my whole body.

"Yea." I quickly got up and we went back for more of the heat.

Willow was into it right away this time and we quickly became two 
sinuous beings melding and parting and melding again to the beat of 
the music. The fourth song was a slow, grungy ballad that caused 
the soles of our feet to vibrate right up our legs. Willow is a 
little taller than I am so I wrapped my arms around her neck and she 
put hers around my waist, letting her hand rest just below my lower 
back, her finger tips grazing my derriere. I rested my head on her 
shoulder and she leaned her head against mine as we slowly moved to 
the music. We were just reveling in the feel of each other. All 
memory and thoughts of Cordelia were gone as we danced 'till the 
band finished their last number around 12:30.

Grabbing our wind breakers, we walked out with Xander and Jesse. I 
felt confident that they would be safe going home, the demonscape 
looking demon free but Xander and Jesse insisted on walking us home.

The night had been incredible and I even felt comfortable talking 
and kidding with Xander and Jesse as we walked. I was even starting 
to see that Xander had a good sense of humor, a little on the 
sophomoric side, but not too bad. And heck, he is a sophomore after 
all.

<buffy!> Willow had been casually looking ahead using the sight part 
of the virtual landscape and seen something that startled her. I 
quickly joined her sighting to see four hulking guys behind a fence 
that we would all be walking by about 40 yards ahead of us.

<what do you think is going on? Do you recognize them?>

<yea, they're on the football team.> Willow let me know.

We could see that they were watching us approach through cracks in 
the wooden fence. Their intentions were becoming more obvious as we 
got closer.

<i want to find out what's going on. Which means I need to question 
them, preferably the ring leader. Any idea who it would be?>

<probably rick, he's the one wearing the ralph lauren pull over.>

<got him. Ok, about ten feet before we reach the fence, I want you 
to stop. Be ready to use remote control if things get out of hand 
since it doesn't knock you out like it does me. This is going to be 
tricky because their human and I can't kill them.>

<don't let that get you hurt buffy, 'cause i'll have to beat anyone 
to a pulp that hurts you.> There was an under current to her 
statement that almost made me fear for anyone unfortunate enough to 
hurt me.

I gave her hand a squeeze and let it go as she stopped ten feet 
before we reached the fence. I slowed down and let Xander and Jesse 
get a few extra steps ahead to give me a little extra reaction 
time. Just as the boys passed the fence, all four of the ambushers 
jumped out and Xander and Jesse were grabbed by two each.

"So, Xander. You baby sit dykes now." The one that Willow had 
pointed out as the leader spoke menacingly.

I lost it right there. Before another word could be said I had 
knocked down the ones holding Xander with a flying kick to one and 
an elbow to the forehead of the other as I passed. I landed on my 
feet behind the other two holding Jesse and as they turned, I sucker 
punched them both, hard enough to put them down and out for a few 
minutes.

"Xander, Jesse, make sure those two don't get back up." I barked 
out, and they automatically complied, taking a watchful stance over 
the two I had just knocked out.

The one I had elbowed in the head was down for the count, but Rick, 
the one that I had sent flying into a bush with the kick was just 
getting up.

"What the hell." He's screaming, trying to look all bad. "I'm going 
to kill whoever did that."

I walked up to him, hands on my hips. "I'm waiting, so kill me 
already."

"Is this a joke?" He sneered, trying to intimidate me with his 
size. He was about six four and pushing 220 pounds.

"The only joke I see here is you." I said sweetly.

"Bitch dyke!" He yelled and reached for me.

I grabbed the offered arm and twisted it up behind his back. With my 
other hand, I reached up and grabbed his neck and then kicked his 
legs out in front of him so that he fell forward. I controlled his 
fall so that his face didn't smash into anything hard. Once down, I 
forced his arm up hard and ground his face into the ground 'till he 
screamed in pain.

"Now the only thing I want to hear coming out of your mouth are 
answers. Truthful answers will keep me from breaking your arm. 
Anything else and you won't ever play football again. Understand?" I 
gave his arm just a little extra nudge.

'Yes!" He screamed.

"Good, now what were you planning on doing and who's idea was it?" 
Another nudge, another scream followed by a whimper as I relaxed 
just a little.

"Cordelia." He sobbed. "Cordelia said it would be fun to scare you 
guys. She said you needed to be taught a lesson."

I looked over at Xander and Jesse and then Willow who had come up 
right after I had Rick on the ground.

"I knew she was evil, but I never thought she was crazy evil." 
Willow hissed.

"OK Rick, here is how things are going to work. I'm going to 
release your arm and let you up. If you make one move that I don't 
like, I'm going to smash your collar bone to pieces. Understand? I 
said firmly.

"Yes, I understand. I won't do anything, I promise." He was on the 
verge of tears.

I slowly eased the pressure on his arm, slowly moving it back to his 
side. I then removed my hand from the back of his neck and went 
over to stand by Willow, but about a step in front of her.

Rick slowly pushed himself to his knees, mostly using his left arm. 
He was letting his right arm just dangle for the time being.

"Rick, " I said as he slowly stood and faced me, "I did not like 
hurting you. And I don't want to ever have to do it again. To make 
sure I never have to hurt you again, here are the rules. You are a 
senior, so all you have to do is make it to the end of the school 
year without any harm coming to Willow, Xander or Jesse. If anyone 
hurts either of them, after I take care of them, I'm coming after 
you. Even if you had nothing to do with it, I'm still going to 
break both your arms. Do you know why?"

He looked at me for a few moments before nodding his head slowly.

He knew that if he put the word out to leave us alone, then everyone 
would leave us alone. If he didn't say anything, he would be giving 
tacit approval for retribution.

"And Rick, we just want to be left alone. It's a simple request. I 
hope you someday develop enough character to have friends of the 
quality of Willow, Xander and Jesse. Goodnight." I then reached 
back and took Willow's hand and continued our walk home. Xander and 
Jesse silently following behind us.

Willow put her arm around my shoulder and I put mine around her 
waist and we walked the rest of the way home just like that.

When we arrived in front of my house, we turned, "Thanks for walking 
us home guys." I told them sincerely.

"Good night Xander." Willow said giving him a hug, repeating the 
process with Jesse.

"So Buff, you're some kind of fifth degree black belt or something, 
right?" Xander's voice cracked just a little.

"Something like that, yea." I casually sidestepped.

Xander and Jesse then said good night and walked off.

"Monday should be fun." Willow said thoughtfully as we went inside.