FanFic: Through Different Eyes *NC-17* 1/2

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Hi gang!

This is the sequel to ".her." It's the last part of this story! I have a
WIP I wanted to have finished last week! Grr, why does my muse never
work after the plans I made??
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Bye,
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Through Different Eyes


Buffy woke when she heard footsteps down the hall, which was a very good
thing, because otherwise she wouldn't have had enough time to cover both
her and Willow's nakedness before her mom's knock and immediate
entrance.

"Hey girls, wake up. Oh, Buffy, you're awake. Good morning." Joyce
smiled at her daughter and her best friend, who still seemed to be
oblivious to the world.

"Morning mom!" Buffy greeted her mother way too chipper. "Willow and I
will be down in a few minutes, okay? Could there be coffee?"

Joyce raised her eyebrow at her daughter's behavior. She usually wasn't
that happy or awake that early in the morning. Willow on the other hand
was usually sprawled over her half of the bed whenever she slept over.
She also used to wake at Joyce's first knock, but what the older Summers
woman could see of the redhead were her closed eyes and a lot of red
hair.

"I'll make us a pot," Joyce answered before she turned around and left
her daughter's room silently wondering what was going on. as usual.

~*~

She watched her mother close the door and breathed a sigh of relief. 

"Is she gone?" Buffy's head swiveled around to look at her friend.
Willow had opened one eye and tried to peer over Buffy's shoulder at the
door.

"Ah yeah. Gone. Morning Willow." It sounded stupid. Buffy didn't know
what had happened overnight, but her voice sounded funny, she felt ugly
and stupid and any second now Willow would look at her and be repulsed. 

"God please, no," she whispered and didn't even realize she did it. Her
skin grew paler as various scenarios of Willow-leaving flashed through
her mind. She felt ready to faint.

~*~

"Buffy?" Willow asked fearfully. She had woken when her lover had
quickly tugged the blanket around her undressed form and before she had
had the opportunity to speak up Mrs. Summers had already been in the
room. She'd waited during the conversation between mother and daughter
until she finally couldn't hold the words in anymore. Buffy's reaction
filled the red-head with fear. The 'good morning' had been sweet and
Willow had just been about to ignore morning breath and give her
girlfriend a kiss when the blonde's eyes had widened and her skin had
started to lose color like a cheap t-shirt during washing. Not knowing
what she could do she sat up and tugged the slayer in her arms.

"Please tell me what's wrong, baby." Her voice was strained with pain
that wasn't her own.

Long seconds passed in which Buffy didn't react. She leaned limply
against Willow's warm body, letting the other girl stroke her back.
Running out of ideas Willow was just about ready to start shaking Buffy
when she heard a desperate whisper leaving the slayer's mouth.

"Please don't go away Willow."

"What?" Willow leaned back and held Buffy at arms length. "Where would I
go?" she asked in confusion.

"Away. Hating me. I don't know. I." And suddenly Willow understood.
Deliberately ignoring morning breath this time she leaned over and
kissed her lover passionately. She ignored Buffy's hesitation and
plunged right into the kiss, not holding anything back as her tongue
demanded entrance and her hands roamed over still naked skin. Buffy's
responses were hesitant, but eventually they were equal participants in
the intense lip lock. The only reason Willow didn't take their actions
to the next obvious step was the fear of Mrs. Summers coming in any
second. Slowly, despite possible fearsome arrivals of Buffy's mum, the
kiss built in intensity and Willow found herself freed from the blanket
Buffy had tugged around her. It fell down to her waist and Buffy hissed
between kisses as their chests touched soon after. Dazed with passion
Willow had to sum up all her restraint to stop her girlfriend's
wandering hands.

"Buffy!" she exclaimed and in doing so broke their kiss.

"Huh?" was the slayer's answer.

"We gotta get up. Dressed. Breakfast. School. Not be found by your mom
like this.!"

~*~

Buffy smiled. Her relief at Willow's affirmation of love and desire had
left her with a new sense of confidence. Right now, even her mom coming
in couldn't put a damper on her mood. actually. eww! The blonde jumped
out of bed grabbed her robe and grinned. "I'll be right back, Will."

The last thing she saw before the door closed behind her was Willow's
answering smile. She quickly finished her morning routine, ran down the
stairs, still wearing her robe and snatched a couple of colorful flowers
before dashing back up into her room and not even winded came to a halt
in front of Willow who'd just managed to put on her underwear in the
short time Buffy'd been gone.

"Hey gorgeous," Buffy greeted her red head and used her free hand to
draw Willow against her body. "Got those for you." She handed the
flowers over to Willow, whose smile would be reaching her ears any
second now. 

"Gosh, you're so sweet!"

"Anything for my sweety," the blonde answered and then took Willow's
hand to drag her over to her wardrobe. She selected a short black skirt
and a bright yellow top for herself and then took the soft leather pants
her father had bought for her last summer and handed them over to
Willow. The pants were followed by a short white top.

"Ah Buffy? What's this?" Willow asked as she eyed the short top
worriedly. 

"Something for you to wear. It's too late to stop at your house AND be
on time for school, and I know how important being on time is for you.
So I gotta see you I my cloths. Works for me!" Buffy seemed to
compensate for her earlier over-wigged state by being overtly cheery and
it seemed to be contagious. Willow smiled and started putting on the
pants. 

Buffy eyed her own cloths and quickly dropped her robe to put on some
underwear. When she glanced at Willow she found her staring right back
at her with her mouth open and her eyes glazed over. Buffy smiled,
"Seeing something you like?"

"Desperately," Willow answered and then blushed. "I'm really sorry for
falling asleep on you yesterday. I didn't mean to-"

"Hey, it's okay, it was a long day and then the big emotional release,
among other releases." Buffy winked and Willow's blush deepened.
"Besides, I think I was asleep before you were. Just cuddled up to you
and went straight to some really good dreaming." They smiled at each
other and then put on the rest of their clothes. When Willow had
finished struggling with her top Buffy once again drew their bodies
close together. "The way I see it, you owe me a kiss." Her voice was low
and seductive a combination Willow had responded well to all morning,
all the more surprise for Buffy when the other girl turned away instead
of kissing her as she'd hoped.

~*~

Willow took a step away from Buffy a bright smile on her face, which she
hoped the slayer could not see. When she felt she'd left Buffy in limbo
long enough she turned back around and when she walked up to Buffy until
their fronts touched she leaned over to whisper into the blonde's ear.
"I don't owe you a kiss, my sweet slayer. I owe you a good-night kiss."
She emphasized each of the last three words with a soft lick against her
girlfriend's ear that sent shivers through both of them.

"Ah, okay. Mhh, too bad it ain't night," Buffy managed between ragged
breaths.

"Yeah, what do you say? Sleepover at my place tonight? Mom and dad are
at a conference somewhere Eastish." Willow's smile was predatory and
Buffy felt her body respond immediately. Her head bopped up and down
before a conscious decision could have been made, but she was agreeing
wholeheartedly with her subconscious for once. 

"Let's go downstairs and raid the kitchen, I'm famished," Buffy said
with a big grin as her subconscious kept feeding her images of what the
next night would entail. She took the redhead's hand and turned towards
the door ready to drag her girlfriend through the day so night might
come quickly.

"Uh Buff?" Willow asked and Buffy immediately knew that sexy-Willow was
gone again and replaced by shy-Willow. She turned back and raised an
eyebrow in question. 

"I cannot go to school like this," Willow stated and used her free arm
to cover her exposed tummy. Buffy wanted to argue and tell Willow how
beautiful she looked. She knew that the tight pants she'd given Willow
were already a big step for the self-conscious girl, and the pants were
really tight. Last summer Buffy's dad had picked them up while Buffy had
gone to the bathroom and somehow they'd gotten mixed up and he'd come
back with a size too small. Buffy hadn't realized their mistake until
she'd been home in Sunnydale again. Willow was thinner than Buffy and
seeing the soft leather on her made the temper tantrum Buffy had thrown
at the time worthwhile. 

Buffy walked back to her wardrobe and got a brown shirt, nearly the
exact same color as the pants and handed it over to Willow, who put it
on gratefully. When she started to button it, Buffy's hands brushed
Willow's away.

"You're the most beautiful thing in the world, Willow Rosenberg," Buffy
said without warning and Willow blushed. "I know you don't believe me,
but I plan on telling you for as long as I live, so get used to it." She
buttoned two of the buttons and left the rest undone. Buffy took a step
back to look at Willow completely. "So beautiful," she whispered. 

The pants showed off Willow's long legs and the shirt allowed a glimpse
at the redhead's flat stomach. Willow squirmed a little under the
slayer's intense gaze until their eyes locked and everything seemed to
fade except Buffy and Willow. 

"Buffy! Willow! You're gonna be late for school!" Joyce's words broke
the spell the two girls had woven around themselves. 

"She's right," Buffy said and with a smile offered her hand to Willow.
With their hands clasped the two girls went downstairs to devour the
breakfast Joyce had prepared for them.

"My, you two sure are hungry. What did you two do to work up such an
appetite?" the older Summers asked innocently. Willow nearly chocked on
the toast she had in her mouth, while Buffy tried to distract from
Willow's couching fit by spinning a nonsense tale about staying out
late, missing dinner and jogging that barely made sense to the slayer
herself.

Joyce only nodded while she looked worriedly at Willow's face changing
colors. "Sorry, Mrs. Summers." Cough. "Swallowed too quickly." Cough,
cough.

While Willow recovered from her coughing fit Joyce looked at her watch
again. "Girls, it's late. I better drive you to school or you'll never
be on time."

"Thanks mom. You're the best," Buffy said and kissed her mother on the
cheek. 

"Go get your backpack. Do you have your school things here, or do you
need me to drive by your house, Willow?"

Willow immediately looked crestfallen as she mumbled an apology and that
she had indeed forgotten her backpack at home.

"No big, Will. We come by your house on our way to the school, anyway.
Don't we, mom? There'll be just enough time to grab your stuff and than
race to school."

"Yeah, I didn't mean to scold you Willow, there's no problem."

Buffy left her mother and girlfriend to quickly dash up the stairs to
get everything she needed for the day. Joyce looked after her running
daughter with a smile. 

"She is a damn good mood today. Must be your influence Willow. I don't
think I ever thanked you for the part you play in my daughter's life."
Joyce watched in confusion as Willow's face once again became as red as
a ripe tomato. "Are you all right, Willow?"

"Ah. Yeah. Thanks for. what you said."

"I'm the one who is thankful. Sometimes, when I go to Buffy's room to
check up on her, she is actually sitting down doing homework! She never
did that back in LA."

Willow frowned. "She does her homework here?"

"Yeah, why do you sound so surprised?"

"I actually make her do it at the library. Well, and sometimes at the
Bronze when she's using those puppy eyes on me," Willow explained.

"Does that mean.?"

"What?" 

"That my daughter is actually studying for tests?" 

Now it was Willow's turn to ask why Mrs. Summers was so surprised. "You
seem surprised. You know that Buffy is highly intelligent, don't you?"

"Well, yeah, but she never cared for school before. She was always
preoccupied with something or other. First those brainless friends she
had in LA and then she seemed to be out all night and then the fighting
started. The changes she's gone through since we came here are more than
I could have hoped for."

'Don't speak too early,' Willow thought as her thoughts rested on the
latest change Buffy had gone through.

"And I see my daughter has had an influence on you too."

"Huh?"

"The cloths. You look really lovely, Willow."


"I. Ah. They're Buffy's. I'm not. Uh, thank you?"

When Buffy came back down from her room she found her girlfriend smiling
embarrassedly and her mother laughing softly.

"Ready to go?" she asked and Joyce nodded. 

~*~

Joyce stopped the car in front of the school's main entrance; they had
about three minutes till the bell's ring when both girls got out of the
car.

"Thanks for the drive Mrs. Summers."

"Yeah, thanks, mom. Oh, I almost forgot. Can I sleep over at Willow's
tonight? There's a math test tomorrow and I feel like I need to do some
more studying with my Wills."

"Sure. Just make sure there's actually gonna be studying between music
and ice-ream. Did you pack some cloths for tomorrow?"

"Yeah. All in my pack," Buffy answered and padded the big backpack.

"I had wondered why you'd chosen that big thing. Have fun you two and
now hurry or we hurried for nothing and you'll be late anyway."

"Bye Mrs. Summers."

"Bye mom."

Joyce waved at the two girls and watched them as they made their way
into the building. She smiled. Buffy had definitely changed for the
better since she knew Willow Rosenberg.

~*~

"A math test?" Willow asked.

"Well I had to give her a reason or she would have said one sleepover a
week is enough. Besides it gives me bonus points with mom if se thinks
I'm studying." Buffy grinned happily and took Willow's hand as they made
their way to their first classes of the day.

"Can I ask you something Buffy?"

"Sure."

"Are we gonna tell the others? About us, I mean." Willow looked as shy
and insecure as that first day Buffy had met her. She smiled
reassuringly at her girlfriend. 

"Of course we're going to tell them. It will be hard to miss, 'coz I
don't plan on hiding my love for you. If that's okay with you, of
course."

"Sure. No kissing in front of Oz though. At least for a while. I think
that would hurt him."

"Yeah." Buffy agreed and then quickly looked up and down the corridor,
no Oz. "He's not here. Ready to be socially outcast?" she asked with a
smile.

"No. But if you mean if I'm ready to kiss you in public, than my answer
is: Hell yes." Both girls smiled at each other. Buffy leaned in to
capture Willow's lips and the redhead gave as good as she got.
Predictably all eyes were on them as they parted and Buffy winked at
Willow. "You better go find Xander before gossip reaches him and he
breaks something trying to defend our honor."

"No problem, we have math together now anyway. I see you later at the
library?"

"Definitely." Willow leaned in for another quick peck before she hurried
down the corridor in search for her best friend since kindergarten. She
knew all eyes that weren't on Buffy were on her and for the first time
in her life she didn't feel intimidated by it. She was Willow Rosenberg
and with Buffy Summers at her side nothing could happen to her.

~*~

She would never know how news could travel that fast but by the time
Willow got to her class (approximately two minutes after her goodbye
from Buffy) Xander was pushing Gage Petronzi of the swim team up against
the wall.

She could hear him yell at the confused swimmer. ".about my friends like
that. I don't care how often you win you useless piece of-"

"Xander Harris! Let him down!" Willow yelled over the ring of the bell.

Xander looked at his friend confusion written all over his face. "But
the things he said about Buffy and you."

"Are true."

"YOU WERE HAVING SEX UP AGAINST WALL IN THE HALLWAY WHILE SNYDER
WATCHED??"

"Or not so true." 

"What's going on here?" Mr. Filbs, their math teacher stood behind
Willow with a stern look, clearly disapproving of whatever was going on
between the puberty-pest-people.

"Nothing Mr. Filbs," Willow quickly answered. "Just a minor
disagreement. Wasn't it? Xander? Gage?" Both boys nodded reluctantly,
but Xander's eyes remained on Willow the whole time.

The teacher ushered them into the room and Xander manoeuvred himself
next to his best friend. "What's going on?" he hissed under his breath.

"We're together, Buffy and I, I wanted to tell you before the gossip got
through to you, but I was still under the illusion that there's nothing
faster than the speed of light."

"Together? As in girlfriends??" Xander seemed utterly confused.

"Yes," Willow answered while she sat down. Xander put his own bag down
and leaned over to Will. 

"Since when?"

"Last night."

"Oz?"

"I told him. We're not together anymore. Obviously, since I'm with
Buffy."

"So, gay now?"

"Yes."

"Happy?"

"Very."

"Buffy, too?"

"I hope so, but it seems like it."

"SILENCE," Filbs yelled and both stopped talking and concentrated on the
board before them. After a couple of minutes a crumpled piece of paper
landed on Willow's desk. On it stood one sentence: Give me a week to get
used to it. Xander had drawn a big smiley next to his words.

Willow smiled and carefully folded it and put it at the back of her
spiral notebook.

~*~

She couldn't believe how much she'd missed Willow in the last 90 minutes
as she almost ran to the library only to find that Willow wasn't there
yet.

"Hi Giles," she said distractedly. 

"Good morning Buffy. You did not come in this morning. I was worried."

"Overslept." Her eyes were locked on the library entrance.

"Well, if you're alright. I would like to talk again about what happened
yesterday while you were in here with Willow. I could not find any
traces of possession and I am not quite clear on how you exorcised
James. Buffy? Are you listening to me?" His question wasn't answered,
because at that moment the library doors flew open to reveal Willow and
Xander. Both girls closed the distance between them in a flash and their
lips found each others' instinctively. 

Giles nearly lost an eye as he pulled off his glasses to furiously clean
them for almost five minutes. Xander's jaw hit the floor but Buffy and
Willow were lost in each other.

Their lips separated just as Giles put his glasses back on. The older
man coughed with embarrassment. "That is, uhh, a new development, I take
it?"

"Yep. Mighty new. Yesterday night new. James had us acting and made us
realize a few things. He's happy, we're happy. All is well."

"Why did you not say so yesterday," Giles asked, trying not to think
about this latest development too much. He had nothing against same-sex
relationships; still he'd been raised by very conservative English
parents and public displays of affection didn't sit all that well with
him.

"Well there was a lot of confusion at our end. We had to work out the
kinks first."

"VERY bad choice of words," Xander mumbled loud enough for all to hear.
Buffy threw him a dark look and he just grinned back. Grinning turned
into a genuine smile when he saw Buffy take Willow's hand carefully. He
would need some time get used to the changes in the group dynamic, but
faced with his best buds' apparent happiness he realized that this was
the right thing for them.

"So it's true then." All eyes turned to the door where Cordelia stood
with her arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

"Ah, not the part with the hallway and Snyder. But Buffy and me are
together, yeah," Willow answered happily.

"Okay." Cordelia walked in and sat down in one of the chairs. "Any news
from Casper?"

"That's all?" Xander nearly yelled. "You say 'okay' and nothing more? No
nasty comment, no questions, nothing?"

"What else is there to say? Two people have found each other and they're
clearly happy. Stranger couples exist." She threw him a pointed look.
"Besides, Buffy seems to give Willow a sense of fashion."

Buffy giggled while Willow tried to hide her face in her girlfriend's
neck.

"I'm working on it," Buffy replied and kissed Willow's neck.

"As for your inquiry, Cordelia. It seems that Buffy and Willow did break
James hold on this school last night."

"Great, so we can have lunch without fear of serpent spaghetti today,
right?" 

"With as little fear as on a usual day living on the hellmouth."

"Okay. Xander I have another class, I'll see you guys at lunch. Xander?"
Xander looked up from Willow's legs and gave Cordelia a confused look.
Cordelia rolled her eyes and took his arms to drag him out of the room.

"I've gotta go, too. I'm teaching next lesson and I have to prepare some
stuff." Willow didn't want to but had to detangle herself from Buffy.
"I'll see you at lunch?"

"Yep, I've got a free period, so I'm gonna train with Giles." Undoing
all of Willow's detangling, Buffy wrapped her arms around her favorite
redhead to give her another kiss that left them both dazed and scared
Giles into his office.

Buffy giggled as she heard the office door fall shut and their kiss was
broken. They smiled at each other, before Buffy reluctantly released
Willow.

"See you soon, babe," Willow said with a smile as she walked backwards
to the library doors. The slayer didn't turn around before the doors had
closed behind her lover again.

"Giles! You can come out now, she's gone!"

~*~

tbc in part two