From: "Shannon" <willows_gal_15@xxxxxxxxxxx>
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Subject: ::BuffyWantsWillow:: FIC: Deterioration (5/?)
Date: Sat, 05 Oct 2002 17:51:56 -0000
Sorry again about the shortness... but I seem to write short chapters
more effectively than large ones........
Disclaimer: They're not mine? one day they will be? uhhh? they belong
to Joss & Co.
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: Buffy has cancer, and her and Willow spend her last few days
together.
Setting: Sometime after season 6, veryyyy AU. Actually I've just
realised the way I'm visualising this! They've known each other 6
years, meaning it's set after 'Grave', or at the very least at the
beginning of season 6 (When Buffy is dead, lol) BUT they still live
in the dorms!
Spoilers: None.
Notes: Day 3, people's! Okay, I recommend you go back and read the
first 4 chapters before you read this one. It'll make a hell of a lot
more sense! And I wrote the spell in English then translated to a
language that looked like Latin or something: Portuguese! :P
Distribution: My site, http://www.geocities.com/lusty_wrong_feelings
by default and anywhere you want, just ask me first and credit me :)
Feedback? Sure! :D I crave it!
*****************
Willow returned to the dorm with a huge grin plastered on her face.
She ran in to notice Buffy yawning and stretching. She tried to tone
down her grin to a smile. "Hey Buff. Just waking up?" Buffy eyed her
friend suspiciously. She only called her Buff when she was nervous,
or jittery and she never stated the obvious. Something was up. "Check
out state-the-obvious girl. What's up?"
Willow grinned. "Ohh, nothing much. Stayed up most of the night.
Researching. Found a cure for your cancer. Had some coffee. You know,
normal stuff."
Buffy put on her best 'mom' face. "Will, you know you shouldn't have
coffee, it makes you jittery... wait, you WHAT?! I-I'm, sorry, I
heard you wrong. You WHAT?!" Buffy couldn't believe her ears. Or her
luck. "I found a cure for your cancer. I really did it! I stayed up
all night and I kept finding mediocre ones, like cancer transferrence
ones and I thought okay, no, but then I found this one." She thrusted
the print-out into Buffy's shaking hands. Buffy read through it, the
excitement building in her eyes. "Will, guess what?" She said,
standing up and putting her arms around the redhead's waist. "Mmm,
what?" Came the respone. "I, without a doubt, have the best
girlfriend in the history of... the history!" Willow ducked her head
and giggled. "I'm girlfriendly?" Buffy brought Willow's face up, and
their lips connected. Buffy entered her tongue into Willow's slighty
open mouth, and they sighed into another, feeling as if they were
melting into one. "You're more than girlfriendly. You're my best
friend, my lover... and now? My cure."
Willow grinned and blushed at the compliment. "Well, I better do this
spell if you *are* going to be cured." Buffy suddenly got a worried
expression on her face. Willow placed her hands on Buffy
shoulders. "Buffy, of course its safe. I light a few candles, say a
few words, and poof! All gone." She used a friendly smile to
punctuate her speech. Buffy considered this. "Well, okay."
**************************
Willow sat down in the center of the circle she has created with 5
purple candles, and outside each candle lay a single stick of sage.
She'd memorised the spell, and began speaking it.
Livre meu amor de sua dor,
Deixe-a ser meu outra vez.
Você teve-a quase agora que está livre,
Viver sua vida, para sempre com mim!
On the finla word, lightning struck outside, and Willow rolled her
eyes. "Why is everything always so stereotypical?" She muttered to
herself. When she realised she hadn't heard anything from Buffy, she
spun around, and gasped.
Buffy was lying, lifeless, at the foot of her bed. Hot tears sprung
at the back of Willow's eyes, as she got up, and ran to Buffy's
side. "Buffy? Oh, god, no what have I done? Buffy. come on, wake up.
Buffy, you better not be joking this isn't funny." She began to
sob. "Buffy, god, come on... please..."