REPOST FIC "Aspects of Buffy" pts 1-3

["montevallo64 <willntlover@xxxxxxxxxxx>" <willntlover@xxxxxxxxxxx>]

Okay, because a very nice person asked I am reposting the finished 
parts of my fic. Yes, I am still working on the fic. I expect to be 
finished with it at the very longest time in March. I'm hoping to 
finish before that.  

DISCLAIMERS: Mutant Enemy/FOX/and UPn owns parts of Buffy. (which 
ones I'm not quite sure all I know is that it's none of the physical 
ones or a certain red head will get kinda jealous :)

I do however use direct quotes from the scripts in the first two 
parts. It's pretty obvious which is which.

AUTHORS NOTES: Terribly sorry for drawing this fic out as long as it 
has but, RL kicks your ass every now and then.

This was done in response to a challenge so any thanks for this fic 
should go to Xenocide ( i hope i spelled it right).

Thoughts in [ ], and words in " ".

Enjoy!! :)
  

   









>Willow notices Buffy running her hands over her hair.
WILLOW: What are you doing Buffy?
BUFFY: Nothing... Checking for horns.
Buffy hops off the bench away from them. Willow quickly goes
after her and they stop to talk a short distance away from Oz and
Xander who still watch the rally.
WILLOW: Ah, you know, Buffy, I don't even think Giles is right about
you becoming like a demon. I mean he's totally burnt. You know,
dealing with faith and this ascension thing. Between you and me, he's
not doing his best work.
BUFFY: What if he is right? I'm suddenly going to grow this demon
part and we don't even know what it is. It could be claws or
scales...     
Willow's expression turns shocked.
BUFFY: What?
WILLOW: Was it a boy demon?
>



Pt.1
[Boy Equipment? Eep! No boy equipment for me! Gosh that would be 
like-]  

"Buffy are you okay? I didn't mean that you- well, I guess I did in 
a way." Willow rubbed her forehead. "It's just that a boy demon, and 
you getting his parts, well that's a bit-" Stops seeing the look of 
fear on Buffy's face. "Not going to happen! You'll probably get a 
demon-y mind thing."

"Willow, stop it's all right. Maybe I'll become invisible!"  

"Uh. How is that any better? If you got boy parts at least we would 
be able to see them!"

Buffy's eyebrows rose. [Will wants to see me with- stuff.]

"Gee Willow. You seem to be thinking a whole lot about...stuff and 
whether I will get any."

[Ooh! Double entendre, go me!]

"What?! No!" Willow started waving her arms around wildly. "No. 
There's no wanting to see any stuff! No stuff for Willow Rosenberg! 
Especially none of your boy parts!"

The two girls were caught in one another's gaze. Both were seeing 
fear and something else....
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"P. E. R. C. Y. It's Percy. Gooo Percy!"

Xander and Oz walk over to Buffy and Willow joining the two girls 
again.

"Are you two going to watch this rally coz let me tell you the girls 
are-" Xander laughed realizing who he was talking to. "So sports.  
Oz have you been keeping up with the playoffs?"

"Nah. More of a music guy myself." Xander chuckled, trying to cover 
his embarrassment.

"Yeah. Okay. It's getting a bit-" Xander looks wistfully over at 
Cordelia. "I'm just gonna leave."

"Yeah, bye." Willow broke the stare, taking a new interest in her 
red hightops. "Boy parts. Pssh, what was I thinking?" Willow grabbed 
her backpack spurring the others to also.  

"I gotta go see Giles about some research. So Buff, I'll call you 
when I know which demon part your getting! Bye guys!" A quick hug 
from Buffy, then Willow left them out in the quad.

"Weird. She didn't hug me good bye."  

Buffy blushed as she realized Willow had rushed off after hugging 
only her.

[If only Willow did feel-]

"Will's just excited about research." [Her face just lights ups, and 
she comes up with the most accurate theories...Except for the one 
about me getting...stuff] "Don't worry, I'm sure she'll be giving you 
stuff in no time. Hugs! Not stuff, hugs!"

[Oh hell. Tell me I did not just say that.]

"I- there's class, a class that I should go and sleep through."

Buffy walked off before Oz could say goodbye.



[Great Rosenberg, now Buffy thinks you want her-stuff. Which is 
true. Just not the boy stuff.]  

Willow walked through the halls, caught up in her thoughts about the 
blonde vampire slayer.

[Not that her having boy stuff would be bad. Just weird.]

Willow opened the library doors. 

[I love Buffy parts. So it doesn't matter if she has... I need to 
stop thinking about this.]

"Good afternoon Miss Rosenberg."

"Hey Wesley. Is, uh Giles around?" Willow set her backpack down on 
the research table.

"Yes. He-"

"Willow, good to see you. Is there something you need?" 

Giles crossed the way leaving Wesley behind the counter.

"Yeah I was wondering if you needed any help."

A blank look from Giles was all the troubled redhead got.

"Helping figure out which aspect of the demon Buffy will get?"

"Oh! You can't there is no sure way to determine which aspect of the 
demon will manifest. I'm certain we will find out soon enough."

Giles stood, placing a hand on Willow's shoulder.

"Okay. If your sure?" Willow felt herself relax as Giles smiled at 
her.

"Everything will be "all right" as you so like to say." Giles picked 
up a cup of tea from somewhere. "Now isn't there some sort of sports 
game happening?"

"The game! I completely forgot what with `this' going on!" Willow 
lowered her hands after gesticulating to the proper Englishman. "The 
demon thing I mean." Willow grabbed her backpack, flinging it over 
her shoulder. "The `aspect' part, because there is ~always~ a demon 
thing going on here. And I'm leaving now."

Willow departed quickly from the library, running to get to the game.
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Pt.2

Buffy climbed in her window, almost falling out because she was still 
scratching her hand.

"Slayer pancakes are not on the menu."  

Buffy brushed the leftover dust from her pants on to the floor.  

[You'd think that with all the extra dust from the vampires that I 
would at least sneeze more often. Maybe there's some kind of slayer 
gene or something.]

Buffy paused mid ramble staring at her image in the mirror.

"Now I'm even thinking like her." The blonde sat down and began to 
brush her hair.

[Willow. Would she even want to hang with me when I become part 
demon? Am I still going to look human?]

Buffy set the brush down on the vanity.

[What happens if I don't have a mouth? Or no hair?]

Buffy hopped up from her chair, grabbing the telephone as she plopped 
down on her bed.

"Ech!" Buffy frowned at the dust spots now covering her 
bedspread. "At least the covers were pulled up."

Buffy dialed a number she knew by heart, only to get a busy signal.

[Probably talking to Oz. About the game. That everyone of the non-
Buffy sort went to.]

Buffy sighed, slowly undressing herself, until she was left with only 
her undergarments.  

"Why not? It's not like anyone is going to see me." Buffy peeled 
off her undergarments, tossing them into the corner of her room.  

~Ring! Ring!~

Buffy snatched the phone up from her bedside table before the noise 
could wake her mother.

"Hello?"

"Hey Buffy!" The slayer's heart rate sped up.

"Will." A smile replaced the frown that had plagued Buffy most of the 
day.

"How was patrol? No more nasty demon I hope." Buffy laid back down 
on her bed, after pulling her comforter from the bed.

"Nope. There was no run-ins of the demon persuasion."

"So did you have a chance to talk with Angel about the Faith-thing?"  
Buffy groaned, having forgot completely about Angel.

"Are you all right Buff? Because if you are hurt I could come over 
and-"

"I'm fine Will. Just tired. What's up with you switching the 
topics? Did something happen that you don't want to tell me about?"

The line was silent for a second.

"Will?" Buffy sat up. Instantly concerned by the lack of noise 
coming from the phone line.

[A demon has her or-]

"I couldn't find anything out about what part of the demon you might 
be getting."

[She's okay.] Buffy felt her pulse slow, not quite enough to be 
normal, because hey!! she's talking to Willow.

"That's okay Will, I meant to tell that Giles had said he didn't 
know, but I forgot."  

[Yeah, I started staring at your beautiful eyes today and poof! Went 
the Buffy thoughts.]

"That's what he said. I did some research on the net, just incase, 
but I got zippo."

[She still searched anyway! How sweet is that?!]

"Thanks Willow."

Buffy paused wanting to confess her feelings to Willow.

[I need to tell her. What if I turn all psycho demon and they have 
to kill me? Or again there's the `no mouth'. She has to know how I 
feel about her.]

"Willow I need to tell your something important. Because I might, you 
know?."

"Nothing is going to happen. You'll get a cool demon power I'm 
sure. So don't say- don't say goodbye."

"I love you."

"Definitely wasn't goodbye.?I love you, Buffy. Goodnight."

"Night, Will."
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Buffy pressed her lips closer into the redheads. A moan, but neither 
could tell who it was. Buffy pulled Willow closer to her, trying to 
pull the redhead into her being. Buffy broke the kiss.  

"I love you. More than you'll ever know." 

Willow leaned up bringing their lips back together in a fierce kiss.  

"I'm yours."  

Buffy pushed Willow back into the bed, straddling the girl's waist.  

"Mine." Buffy brought her head down to Willow's collarbone, nipping 
at the milky skin.

"Buffy!" The slayer's hands moved deftly down the writhing body 
beneath her.  

"Tell me how much." Buffy let her nails trace a simple "x" over 
Willow's inner thighs. "Tell me." Willow gasped for breath, her 
eyes pleading for Buffy to move her hand.  

"Always." Buffy pushed two fingers into Willow, causing the redhead 
to shout out in pleasure.

"Again." Buffy said, flicking her thumb over Willow's clit.  

"Al-Oh my god!" Buffy felt Willow's inner muscles tighten around her 
fingers as she came. Buffy kissed Willow's forehead, trailing kisses 
on the redhead face until she reached Willow's mouth.  

"Always." Buffy then kissed Willow, switching their places on the 
bed. Willow's hands went straight for her breasts, and then-


~Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!~


Buffy's hand shot out and smashed her alarm clock.

"Five more minutes! Is that too much to ask?!"

[Guess I'll just have to finish it myself.]

Buffy's hands quickly made their way down to- Buffy's eyes flew open 
as her hand grabbed something hard.

"You have got to be kidding me!"

[That's it! I'm still asleep! Yep. Come on alarm clock ring again!]

Buffy pulled up her covers, looking down.

[That ~so~ needs to be a dream!]

"Buffy! Time to get up!"

"I am."

[In more than one way.]
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Willow listened as Xander and Oz talked excitedly about the game from 
the night before.  

[It's more of a `Xander go on and on about Hogan' than a `Oz talk 
excitedly' conversation.]

Still it seemed to be the thing to talk about, and Willow could use 
something to take her mind off of Buffy's declaration of love from 
last night.

[Not love per se, just that she loves me. And this is why I need to 
join the convo about the game.]

"Could you believe it? Right at the buzzer! Three points for the 
win!" Willow looked to Xander and Oz for a response.

"It was intense." The group entered the lounge of Sunnydale High.
 
"Yeah, for a minute there, I thought you were gonna make an 
expression." Willow rolled her eyes at Xander's antics.
 
"I felt one coming on, I won't lie." The guys sat down, Willow 
sitting next to Oz.  
 
[Can they be more? at least Buffy would- Okay thinking naughty 
thoughts is not going to take your mind off of Buffy, so Rosenberg, 
let's give it the `old college try'!]

"Man, I've never seen anyone jump like Hogan Martin... they should 
call him... "the jumper"!" Willow frowned at the dirty look Xander 
gave her.

"Or a name that *isn't* an article of women's clothing... Hey! 
Remember when the..."
 
"Xander, shhhhh!"  

"Okay someone want to tell me when the lounge turned into the 
library?" Willow ignored her longtime bestfriend's dig, entranced by 
the jean-clad figure before her.

"Hey Buff!" Willow smiled and waved. A round of `hellos' followed 
from the guys.

"So."  

"Yeah."

Buffy sighed at her friend's attempts.

"I take it we won then?"

"Yeah. No big deal. Not like you and patrol." Willow trailed off 
realizing how lame that sounded.

[Damn! Look at Willow in those jeans, and that shirt makes her 
breasts- Whoa!]

Buffy shifted her notebook so that it covered her now hard cock.

"Why don't you sit down?" Willow got up and slightly dragged Buffy 
over to a couch. "Take a load off and you can fill us in on patrol."

[Please stop with the touching! No wonder Xander can't ever complete 
his sentences!]  

"Uh- w-why don't you tell me about the game?"

[Cuz I'm getting no blood to my brain right now. Is she ever going 
to let me go?!]

No sooner had Buffy thought it Willow let go of her arm, then sat 
down on Buffy's knees.

"It was okay." Willow then shifted and sat directly on Buffy's lap.

[Oh god, kill me now.]

"Yeah...tall hoops, but then tall guys.. What's the point, huh?" 
Xander chuckled. 

Buffy tuned the others out, trying to convince herself to think of 
anything else other than the fact that Willow was sitting on top of 
her.

Oz schooled his face into one of neutrality. "Pretty dull."   

Willow wiggled on top of Buffy. Each move a jolt of electricity to 
Buffy's groin.

[I do not want to drag her off and make love to her in the bathroom.  
I do not want to drag her off and-]

Willow angled her body closer to Buffy's, driving the blonde crazy as 
her scent settled around the two of them.

"Jeez Buffy what do you?."

Buffy cringed as Willow's face flooded with knowledge. Neither of 
their companions noticed as Cordelia Chase made her presence known.

"Are you guys crazy?? It was an incredible game!"  

"S-should I get up?" Willow whispered as covertly as possible to 
Buffy.

"I've never cheered so hard in my life! I *still* have knee-marks on 
my back!" Cordelia looked at the two faces before her noticing their 
grins.

"No. Then everyone will notice. Just stop wiggling." Willow 
instantly stilled.

"From the pyramid?? Uhh!!" Cordelia stormed off, rejoining 
her "cooler" friends mumbling about `boys' and their `hormones'. 

"So how was patrol last night, Buff?" Xander and Oz turned their 
attention back to Buffy and Willow.

Willow felt Buffy tense, and deciding to help her friend out, so she 
answered.

"Typical. Not very demon-y. No demons some might say, someone like 
Buffy."

"Okay. Since when have you started talking for Buffy, Wills? And 
why are you sitting in her lap?"

"Hey! I'll have you know we sit in each others laps all the time!"  
Xander raised his eyebrows. "Oh! Not like that! Friend like."  
Willow started to get up, but strong, slender arms reached for her 
hips and held her down.

The bell rang and Xander rushed away to his next class.

"You should come to the Bronze tonight, the band's playing." Oz 
stood up and walked over to the two girls.

"I have a lot of homework to do tonight. But I'll try." Willow 
smiled, but made no moves to get up.

"Well I'll see you later than." Oz leaned down to kiss her, however 
at the last second Willow turned her head so Oz ended up kissing her 
cheek. Oz walked off confused by something that was tugging on the 
back of his mind.

"So."

Willow turned again in Buffy's lap so she was facing the blonde.

"Found your aspect." Willow looked at Buffy, her face screwed 
up. "Oh I'm sorry did I hurt you when I-"

"No! That was ~so~ not painful."

"Good." Buffy's eyes widened. "That I didn't hurt you. Down 
there." 

"We'll just wait till the late bell has rang, then we'll head for the 
library. See if Giles kind find a way to fix it."

"Okay."

[She's always there for me. What did I do to deserve her?]

"Why are you?"

"Hard?" Willow blushed and shook her head yes.

"Do you really want to know?" Another nod.

"I love you, so don't freak when I tell you."

"Buffy, I love you too."

"Your shirt, more specifically your breasts. And it was starting to 
go down, but then you touched me."

Willow gasped.

"You mean because of me?"

"Yes. God, Will you're so beautiful. You wouldn't believe how much 
torture it is to have you on me. I just want to grab your hips, you 
bearing down until?" 

The late bell rang cutting Buffy off. The lounge was filled alone 
with their fast breaths.

"We, we should go see Giles now." Willow jumped up off of Buffy's 
lap.
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Pt.3


"Is this the thing? The aspect thing? 'Cause I gotta say, if it is, 
it is *way* better than a tail... I mean, I have a hard enough time 
as it is finding jeans that fit right."

"But they look so good!" Willow blushed, not meaning to have voiced 
her thoughts aloud.

[Gosh, I'm so glad Buffy can't read minds. Because back in the hall 
way all I could think about was her pulling me into the lockers and?]

"Buffy, slow down...um, I'm not even convinced this is what you say 
it is." Giles stopped at the horrified looks on the young women's 
faces.  

"Giles I am not proving it to you! There are only so many-" 

"Dear lord no! What I mean is are you certain?"

"Yes! I'm quite certain that this," Buffy pointed to the apex between 
her legs. "Was not there yesterday!"

"Nope. That SO was not there yesterday." Willow smirked remembering 
sitting on the blonde slayer's lap.

Giles looked uncertainly at Willow for a moment, then turned back to 
the blonde in front of him, "Buffy I will find a way to correct this? 
this matter immediately."

The two girls were silently picking at their clothes, seemingly not 
having heard him.

"Okay. We'll just be going to class now." Buffy leaned over and 
grabbed Willow's hand. "Come on Will, let's jet."

The two girls left the library, and Giles. 
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Buffy and Willow sat in their desks, silent as Ms. Murray and some 
girl spent the class time talking about Othello.

[Gosh, Willow looked like she was about ready to swallow me whole in 
the library.]

Buffy glanced towards her redhead friend and found her friend looking 
back. Buffy winked, smirking as Willow blushed.

Xander coughed, giving Buffy an evil looking stare at her actions.  
Buffy shrugged without defending herself, turning back toward the 
teacher.

[You'd think that he would be off in la la land thinking about the 
two of us together. Not all?]

"Jealous-y."

All eyes were on Buffy. No one could believe that blonde actually 
had done the assignment. More so she had actually answered a 
question correctly.

"Buffy, right...very good. Jealousy..." Ms. Murray looked amazed at 
Buffy.

The slayer straightened up in her seat, looking like an eager student.

"...clearly is the tool that Iago uses to undo Othello. But what's 
his motivation, what reason does Iago give for destroying his 
superior officer?"

The slayer frowned as one girl sent her a death glare. Buffy kept 
her mouth shut. Willow smiled at the slayer, mad that all of their 
classmates would react so weirdly to Buffy answering a question.

[They can all stop looking at her now. Buffy's really smart!  
Especially that Nancy, if she doesn't stop that look I'll have to 
turn her into a frog or- Buffy looks so hot being all academically 
inclined!!!]

"May I be excused?" Willow sat with her hand raised in the air, an 
expression of innocence on her face.

"Are you feeling all right Ms. Rosenberg?"  

Willow fumbled with her books, getting up from her chair semi-slow.

"I'm not feeling all that well. I-" Willow purposefully dropped her 
books on the floor, although to the class it looked like the petite 
redhead had lost her grip.

Buffy was up as soon as the books hit the floor.

"I can help her to the nurse's office." Buffy scooped the books up, 
placing a hand on the hacker's arm.

"Okay. Willow I hope you feel better. Don't forget to read the next 
part for tomorrow's class."

The two girls made their move at exiting the classroom, but were 
stopped by Ms. Murray's voice.

"Don't forget about the assignment Buffy, it was so nice to hear your 
view."

The blonde smiled at the teacher.

[Great. Now she's going to expect me to know stuff.]
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Willow giggled as Buffy shut the door.

"It's not funny! It was a total coincidence that I said that. I 
don't even know what book we're- oomph!!"

Willow pulled Buffy closer as she brought their lips together once 
again.

[Wow! Willow is kissing me in the middle of the hallway!]

Buffy parted her lips and was rewarded with Willow's tongue gently 
tracing her bottom lip. Buffy grabbed Willow's hips pulling the 
hacker so that petite body was pressed against her own. Willow 
moaned and Buffy used the action to thrust her tongue into her best 
friend's mouth.  

[Damn. 'He who cannot compare to Willow' and I must have been doing 
this wrong! It's never been so fulfilling.]

With a sigh Buffy broke the kiss, leaning her forehead against 
Willow's.

"Uh." Buffy smiled as her redhead hacker pecked her lips again.

"Not that I'm complaining Willow, but what's with the kissy out here 
in the halls???"

Willow smiled, her mind catching back up from the hottest kissed she 
had ever experienced, and grabbed Buffy's hand dragging the slayer 
out the doors.

"Okay, admitting that the school hallways AREN'T the place for us to 
be kissing, but I couldn't stop myself. I had to get out of that 
classroom, or I was going to be kissing you in front of the whole 
class, and then everyone would have been seeing your new aspect.  
Which would be totally wrong! I want to be the only seeing it. You, 
your-" Suddenly another thought occurred to Willow.

"Not that I want to see your aspect or the rest of your body! I 
don't! That's a big step and w-we still haven't talked. We should 
talk before we get with the 'yummy Buffy body parts' of this 
relationship."

Willow took a breath and Buffy brought her thumb up, tracing the 
hacker's lips. Willow had to concentrate so she didn't kiss the 
thumb that was causing the hot tingling sensation on her lips.

[No kissing of the thumb! Even though it's- Yay! She doesn't think I 
hate her!]  

"Back to your question, I figured that the hallway would be deserted, 
and it was! So here we are."

Willow stopped, her hand slipping from Buffy's, to open the door.

"The bell tower?" Buffy's eyebrow arched.

"Yeah. Hey! It's better than the hallway. Besides there's a view 
and we are totally alone."

Buffy grinned bringing their lips together for another sweet kiss.

"Thanks. Wouldn't want anyone else seeing me. Only you."

The two girls raced up the stairs, their hands clenched tightly.

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