RE: Ficcy for the challenge

["zardaz3" <zardaz3@xxxxxxxxx>]

This is a very good story. Buffy's reaction to seeing Dawn, Kennedy and
Faith in bed was great. I hope you write more stories.

 

-----Original Message-----
From: Michiruka [mailto:young_fire2@xxxxxxxxx] 
Sent: Tuesday, April 01, 2003 8:08 PM
To: buffywantswillow@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: Ficcy for the challenge

 

Righty.. this is a response to the challenge.. :) Its not
the best, but thats okay :D 

~Michiruka


Title: Silk & Satin, Leather & Lace

Rating: PG13 - R

Author: Moi :)

Feedback: Michiruka@xxxxxxxxxxx, spizzlefrazzy@xxxxxxxxx 
Either one is fine :)

Distributation: Whatever ..

Disclaimer: I do not, by any means, own BtVS or Pirates of
the Carribean or Orlando Bloom... The greet Joss owns BtVS,
who knows who owns the damn movie and I -wish- I could own
Orly... Hell, I'd kill to get Orly, Eliza and Aly all to
myself.. but, alas, I'm a lonely little writer..

Summery: You read the challenge thingy right? Welp... its
basically.. that.

Pairing: B/W, D/F/K and hints of B/F but nothing soild.

Author's Note: :) I'm good. Go me. I managed to keep it
semi-mild. Lol. Anyways.. uhm, yeah... its (obviously) a
bit OOC for all of the characters but Hey! Thats why its AU
and .. uh.. written by me. Because I make the rules for the
dang story and if I want it OOC, then it'll be OOC. lol I
wubba you all... Oh, yeah.. its ALL in Buffy's P.O.V okay?
So, the "I" person is Buffy. And it shall always be Buffy.
It will NEVER change. :) Yay.



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I look over at the gorgeous hacker sitting next to me. We
had decided that we were going to check out the latest
Orlando Bloom movie, 'Pirates of the Carribean', for the
simple fact that I thought he was extremely fine. (AN:
*girlish giggles* No one said Buffy had to be strictly
female. :) Granted I found my best friend ten times better
looking, I just haven't told her yet. With everything that
has gone on, who had the time for confessions of love?
"Buffy? Hey! Earth to Buffy!"
"Huh?"
"The movie ended like, five minutes ago. No more Orlando.
Can we leave now or are we still hoping to see the, ahem,
'gorgeous' man?"
I laughed, "Hot and sexy man. But, yes, we can leave."
She smiled that breath-taking smile that I love so much
and we headed out of the theatre. It was the middle of July
and it was incredibly humid, muggy and sticky out. We
walked in silence as I admired the beauty of the stars
painting the horizon, as the fireflies claimed their piece
of perfection.
"It's pretty."
She looked at me with a look of confusion, so I fixed it.
"The night. With the fireflies out. It's really pretty."
"Yeah. It is. But, no one appreciates them anymore.
Really, the firefly was underrated for the longest time."
"Mm, true. No one ever grasps its beauty quite right
anymore."
"Little kids do. They're all like, 'Oh. Look. Pretty
little bug with a glowing butt.' Then they kill them. But
atleast they say that before they do."
I laugh at the weird response, wanting to tell her how
cute that was, how perfect she is, but I held back. We
finished our walk back to the house in silence, as we both
let our thoughts wander around in our heads. I thought back
to when Faith came back to Sunnydale with Willow. It was
hard to face her at first, knowing that I had wanted her so
badly back when we first met, then her turning all evil and
mean. It got easier, thought, after this one night of
slaying a few nights back. (AN: Is it just me, or does that
sentence just sound.. not right?) We fixed up our loose
ends and now, she's living in the house with
the rest of the crew. I remember that I hit on her a few
times, but the only response I got was, "Sorry B, but I'm
happy with the Creature." I've yet to figure out what that
meant. 
Coming back from my random thoughts, I noticed we were
home. We walked in and I watched Willow's form retreat up
the stairs for a moment before turning to go get something
to drink. On my way I noticed the strangest thing. Giles
was on my couch, talking to a .. bottle? 
"Giles?" I question, approaching him with much caution, as
he might've gone insane.
"Ah, yes. Buffy, is it? Why are there, uh, t-three of you?
Maybe I should, uh, heh, uh, clean my glasses."
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. Quite fine, actually. Where are my glasses?" he
asked, groping around his face for them.
I leaned down to grab them for him, getting a big whiff of
some unpleasing alcoholic beverage on his breath.
"What we- are you drinking?"
"Funny you should asking. Haha, I said asking. I meant
ask."
"Why is it so funny?" I asked, handing him his glasses,
only to have him put them back on his face.
"Because.. I'm not quite sure what I was drinking. Am I
still drinking it?"
He pointed to the empty bottles strewn about the floor. I
blinked in surprise, seeing he must've had atleast 15
bottles just laying on the floor around him. I picked one
up and inspected it, noting that is was Yuengling Lager. I
sniffed the contents of the bottle before making a face and
placing it back down with the others. I turned to question
Giles about his sudden ambition to drink himself silly only
to discover that he was asleep. Shaking my head and
forgetting about my drink, I headed upstairs to get ready
for bed. Shuffling into the room Willow and I shared, I
noticed she wasn't there. So, stripping down to my silk bra
and panties, I walked over to the closet to grab my satin
pajama's. I yawned and climbed into bed after putting them
on, and snuggling into the covers. Willow could sleep on
the floor tonight, seeing as I was on the floor the past
week. She could always get her way with me when she pouted.
I looked up when I heard the door locked, not really
hearing the person come in to begin with. My mouth hung
open when I saw her standing in a leather jacket.
"Buffy, is it true?"
" What..?"
"What Faith said."
"What did she say?"
She took a deep breath and replied, "Do you like me?"
I blinked in disbelief. How did Faith know?
"Well, is it?"
"I, uh, well, yeah.."
I could see the joy dance in her emerald eyes as I
answered. 
"Wills?"
"Hmm?"
"Why are you standing there in a leather jacket that
leaves very little to the imagination?"
She blushed and unzipped the jacket, letting it fall to
the ground. My breath caught in my throat as I let my eyes
wander over her slim body. All she was wearing was a pair
of black lace panties. I, unconciously, licked my lips as
she walked seductively over to me and climbed into bed next
to me. She snuggled up next to me, planting soft kisses on
my the side of my neck.
"Mm, I love you. You know that, right?"
I nodded as I pulled her in for a heart stopping kiss.

~*~

I awoke to a familiar scent. It was Willow's shampoo. I
looked down, only to find her sleeping soundly with her arm
drapped over my waist and her head on my bare chest. I
blushed at the memory of last night as it hit me. Then I
smiled, noting how good it was to finally be with her. I
sighed, knowing I needed to get up and as much as I wanted
to stay, I moved her over so I could train with Faith and
Kennedy. Sadly, Kennedy was the only potential that
happened to make it out of the whole thing without killing
herself or getting killed in the final battle. Grabbing
some clothes, I walked into my bathroom to get dressed and
brush my teeth. I didn't bother with my hair, knowing it
just wasn't going to stay the way I wanted it to.
Making my way downstairs, I noticed that not only was
Giles still on my couch but neither Faith nor Kennedy were
in the living room. I looked around for them, even going
into the basement/training area. Sighing, I made my way
back upstairs to drag them out of bed. I knew having them
in a room with Dawn was bad. All she would do it keep them
up, but they insisted that I was wrong. As I approached the
door, I heard muffled laughter and giggles. 
"Oh, I get it. Goof off when Buffy acutally feels like
training and drag her out of her bed when she doesn't," I
mumbled
to myself.
Knocking on the door, I waited for Dawn to answer. She's
been locking her door lately. I'm going to have to remember
to bitch about that later. I heard a crash, then a fit of
giggles. Finally, Dawn stuck her head out the door, looking
rather disoriented.
"Go away."
She slammed the door in my face. That is something you
don't do. It hurts when it hits you. (AN: Sorry.. OOC-ness.
But, it does hurt...)
"You're so dead!"
I kicked down the door, only to have pillows and stuffed
animals whipped at my head. When they finished, I looked up
and grinned.
"I win. Anyway, where are Ke- Oh. My. God."
Sitting there, blushing deeply was Dawn and Kennedy.
Naked. In bed. With a big lump, I was assuming was Faith,
at their feet under the covers. I watched Dawn's mouth flap
as she tried to think of an explination.
"What's wrong with y- Oh. Hey B! Could you give us some
privacy?"
"What the..? No, wait. I don't want to know."
As I turned and left Faith shouted out to me, "Oh. By the
way, you're diary was a good read."
I could see the smirk on her face as I shut the door and
walked back to my room. Guess I wasn't training today. I
realized now how Faith knew, but I don't think it'll hit me
until much later. I went back into our room. 'Our, has a
nice ring to it.' and climbed back into bed next to Willow.
"Mm, morning slayer."
"Morning firefly."
She giggled and slyly replied, "This firefly was
underrated."
I blushed and nodded, answering, "Never thought anyone
could be THAT good."
"See? Underrated."
"Did you know Dawn is sleeping with Faith.. and Kennedy?"
"Yep."
"And you didn't tell me?!"
"I figured you could walk in on them too."
"But... ew..."
She smiled and snuggled close to me. Life was perfect. And
as I looked out the window, I saw a single firefly climb up
the glass, while the sun painted the backdrop the beautiful
colors of dawn.
"...She read my diary?!"

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Finished. Yay. Like? Don't like? Who cares. I wrote it and
I'm proud I finally acomplished getting atleast ONE of the
stories I've written up and about to people.

=====
Buffy saw the deer-in-the-headlights look on her mom's face and trailed
off. She realized just how much she had shared and gulped loudly. "Uh,
can you ignore that last bit? Please? Just forget I ever said it."

"I'm trying to, I really am," Joyce replied.

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