FIC: The red headed Slayer 6/?

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Author: Jen D
Disclaimer: I don't own just like it. 
Rating: G-R and all points between mostly language and violence
Pairing: Willow/ Buffy
Spoilers: I guess all of the shows this is A/U but some of it might 
come up.


Joyce found herself standing once again on the Slayers front porch. 
The red head had invited her over before they had headed home from 
the beach, "Hey Willow thanks for inviting me over tonight."

"Well I figured Giles would want to look over all the new books
he 
got in the last couple of days."

"Yes he was buried in them before we had even unpacked all the
stuff 
from the beach. Buffy and the gang went to the mall. Where's
Tara?" 
Joyce asked as she sat down on the couch.

"She had a paper she had to work on for one of her classes. She
left 
out of here grumbling about it."

"It was nice to get the chance to know her a little better today.
I 
like her," Joyce said, even though she has tried to find some
fault 
in the blonde.

"I'm glad to hear that. She's a nice girl," Willow
said hesitantly.

"But, I feel a but?" Joyce said studying the Slayer.

"No buts really. I guess I just don't know what I want. A
part of me 
thanks what she is willing to offer me is what I want."

"But?"

"Yeah I guess there's a but. The other part of me really
wants 
something more. I just don't think Tara the right one for that.
She 
came from a pretty oppressive home. After her mother died it was just 
her father and brother, she didn't tell me a lot but I think
there 
was some abuse. I think that now that she's away from all that
she 
just wants to let loose and have a good time. I can't say I blame
her 
but that's not the life I can have. I'm a single mom trying
to get an 
education, throw in the whole slaying gig and I'm not exactly
someone 
you can take home to mom," Willow stated with a sigh and got up
to 
change the record.

"Buffy could bring you home to me anytime," Joyce whispered
so low 
that Willow couldn't hear her.

"Did you say something?" Willow asked the older woman.

"Oh, just thinking out loud. So I think you said something about 
having some paintings you wanted to show me?"





Buffy leaned in the doorframe between the living room and foyer, 
watching her mother and Willow dance to some weird 70's music
that 
she couldn't quite place. She couldn't keep the smile off her
face at 
the sight of Willow twirling her sister around the room. "Well
this 
is the most disturbing thing I've seen in a long time and
I've seen 
some pretty weird things living on the mouth of hell but seeing my 
mother dance around is just about the worst," Buffy laughed the 
amusement coming through in her voice.

"Oh hush, you're just jealous cause I can still get my groove
thing 
on," Joyce said pulling her daughter into the room.

"Come on dance with us?" Willow asked, taking Buffy by the
hand and 
throwing her book on the table. 

Buffy groaned and then let the music take over. The upbeat music 
continued for a minute then the silence as a new song came on. The 
slow song filled the living room and Buffy started to pull away from 
the red head.

"What's wrong Buff, to chicken to show me the slow
moves?" Willow 
asked, not brave enough to admit that she wanted Buffy to be in her 
arms, even to herself.

Buffy allowed the Slayer to pull her back into her arms. Buffy 
wrapped one arm around Willow waist and the other around Dawn who was 
still on Willow hip.

"Who is this?" Buffy whispered into Willow ear as she settled
her 
head on the Slayers shoulder.

Buffy warm breath on her ear and the feel of the blonde snuggled up 
in her arms made her shudder and almost forget the question,
"Oh?um?
Van Morrison?These are the days. It was in the movie Nine
Months." 
Willow closed her eyes and relaxed with Buffy's head on one
shoulder 
and her sister's head on the on the other.

Joyce sat on the couch and watched as the young girls swayed to the 
music. She let a smile cross her face. She hated to see her daughter 
get into a serious relationship so young but she couldn't deny
how 
content she looked wrapped in the red heads arms. She just wanted 
Buffy to be happy and if Willow was the one to do that she would 
stand by the two however she could. 

Buffy couldn't believe how good it felt to just let Willow hold
her 
and lead her to the music. To Buffy it felt like for the first time 
she had found her home. She stepped closer when she felt the arm 
around her waist pull her closer. Buffy looked up into the green eyes 
of the Slayer, "Will."

"Buffy, I?"

Joyce cleared her throat to interrupt what she knew was a going to be 
a private moment and got off the couch. She almost chuckled when the 
two girls jumped apart. "Hey Willow, I was wondering if I could
steal 
Dawn for dinner? I think Rupert has had enough alone time with his 
books for today and there's pizza place by the mall that I have
been 
wanting to check out."

Willow looked between Dawn and Joyce, then to Buffy who seemed to be 
looking everywhere but at her, "Um?sure."

"Buffy I see you brought a book with you did you need Willow's
help 
with something?" Joyce asked sitting the toddler down to put her 
shoes on her.

"Oh yeah, that's why I came over. I need some help with some 
homework, I was hoping Willow could give me a hand."

"Sure no problem," Willow said shaking her head trying to
clear the 
mental images of the blonde and how good it felt to hold her.
`Come 
on Will, she just a kid. Not just any kid but your Watchers kid.'

"It's settled then. I take Dawn and you can help my daughter
make it 
through high school. I'll bring you back some pizza. Have
fun." Joyce 
said as she left the two standing in the living room.

"So Buffy what was it that you needed help with?" Willow
asked 
picking up the book from the table.

Buffy sat down on the couch, still lost in the dance that she had 
just shared with Willow, "Oh?um?there's this math
problem I just 
can't seem to get."

Willow flipped through the book Buffy had brought and then sat down 
on the coffee table in front of the blonde. Willow studied Buffy and 
couldn't help but notice how nervous she seemed, "Buffy I
would love 
to help you figure out a math problem. Math is one of my favorite 
subjects but this is a history book. Buffy, what's wrong? Talk to
me."

Buffy leaned back against the couch and closed her eyes, she had a 
speech in her head when she had walked across the street but now that 
she was sitting here it just seemed so wrong. `God why does this
have 
to be so hard. Why can't I just tell her how I feel.' 
"Ok, here I 
go. See I really like this person but I afraid to tell her. Is anyone 
worth putting your heart on your sleeve? I mean I'm Buffy I have 
always kept my heart right where it belongs in my chest but for some 
reason this girl just makes me?I don't know I just know that
I can't 
get her out of my head. She's with me in the morning when I get up 
and they're there when I'm ready to go to bed. Sometimes I
can't 
think because she's there and I can't let it go. Not that I
want to 
let it go but sometimes it gets in the way. It's not good to 
completely space out at school, no not a good thing. See I can't
even 
carry on a normal conversation without sounding like a bumbling 
idiot."

"Buffy, I speak five languages and a good bit of toddler speak
but 
this teenage, hormone driven speak isn't one of them so let me
see if 
I can decipher this. You like someone; a girl but you don't know
how 
to tell them. Do I have it so far?"

"Is that what you think of me, that I'm a hormone driven
teenager?" 
Buffy asked trying to keep the disappointment out of her voice.

"Well no, normally I think you're a beautiful young woman but
I think 
your confused and that translates into hormone driven teenager," 
Willow said putting her hand on Buffy knee trying to comfort the her. 

"No not confused, not after talking to Tara today. I'm just
scared 
and nervous. I just don't know how to tell her."

"You like Tara?" Willow asked wondering where the jealousy
came 
from. `Am I jealous of Tara or Buffy? Oh boy.'  

"NO," Buffy yelled then calmed herself and began again.
"No, I mean I 
like Tara and I think we could become good friends if she sticks 
around but no girlfriend feelings for her."

Willow let out a breath she hadn't even known she was holding
when 
she heard that Buffy wasn't lusting over the new girl, "Ok
now I'm 
confused again. Is it someone at school?"

Buffy took a deep breath and let it out, "Willow, no one at
school 
could even begin to hold a candle to how I feel about you."

"Me? Oh?OH?me. Oh boy. I mean wow," Willow said and
began to pace 
around the living room.

"Willow I know that you don't feel the same way about me but
I want 
to be friends with you. Tara told me that I shouldn't take away
your 
chance to know. I don't want to start a friendship with you and
not 
have total honesty."

Willow could see and hear the panic in Buffy, sat back down on the 
table and took her hand, "I respect your honesty and how hard it
must 
have been to tell me all this. I'm very flattered, very, very 
flattered. Buffy, how could I not be? My god you're beautiful and
a 
wonderful person. I would also be lying if I didn't tell you that
I 
have feelings for you too but at this point I don't see how it
could 
work between us. I know biologically I'm not much older then you
but 
on paper I'm four years older. Not to mention that I have a kid and
a 
destiny that could kill me at anytime. I just don't know if
you're 
ready to handle that yet. You should be with someone who can relate 
to you, someone who can go out and do the things that someone your 
age does. I'm not going to say that there's not a chance some
day for 
us but now is not that time. Buffy, be young and enjoy it. Don't
try 
to grow up to fast, it's not all it's cracked up to be." 

"So someday, maybe?" Buffy asked hopefully. `More then I
expected,' 
she thought to herself.

"Someday definitely," Willow said and squeezed her hand.

"Five different languages? Think you can help me with this
history 
homework?" Buffy asked pointing to the book on the table.

Willow started to laugh, "Yeah, I think I can handle it."