FIC: Tonight and the Rest of My Life 2/?

[jeepy91@xxxxxxx]

Sorry for such a short part this go around. I'm trying to find appropriate 
places to break this one up and its proving a bit difficult.

If the formatting comes out all wonky again, you can find it at 
IKOLY(http://www.ikoly.com/fanfic/story.php?no=277)

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Author: Casandra
Email: rozwellrulz@xxxxxxx Since my Fanforum account isn't working at the 
moment.
Disclaimer: Well even though the show isn't still in its first run, 
syndication will probably go on for eons, so I guess all this is still necessary. I of 
course don't own them, because if I did, things would have been a lot more on 
the slashy side of things. Alas, Mutant Enemy, Fox and Joss don't seem to 
think the way I do. Oh well.
Rating: PG-13 for now, just for the slash content. Minor swearing might be in 
here too, so be forewarned. I've been considering giving something a bit 
more naughty a try again, and if I do I'll give sufficient warning.
Warning: If the thought of woman in love and having a relationship bothers 
you, you better tear your eyes away quickly, because that's all you'll find in 
my fanfics.
Distribution: You can find my work at Realm of The Shadow 
(www.realmoftheshadow.com), Near Her Always (www.nearheralways.com) and I Kind of Love You as 
well. Anybody else, you're welcome to it, just please let me know where it's 
going.
Feedback: I, like every other author, adores it. So if you like my work, 
please drop me a line and let me know. It'd be much appreciated.
Spoilers: I have this tendency to reference just about anything. So if you 
haven't seen all 7 seasons and all 144 episodes, you might use caution in 
reading this. Not saying I WILL reference something, but I just might, so be 
aware.
Pairing: Buffy/Willow. But also probably a smidge of Willow/Kennedy too. 
Actually, I might have some Dawn/Faith in here as well, maybe as a backdrop 
couple. Who knows, I think I'm just making it up as I go along.. I'm such a UC 
ship ho! Might as well go for the gusto LOL
Summary: Post series finale. At least 6 months down the road, where the 
remaining Scooby gang is, where they're headed, are they together? Willow has to 
make another life changing decision, very reminiscent of her decision to stay 
in SunnyD back in 'Choices'.
Author's Note: Ok, I haven't written anything significant since Summer 
Confessions, and that one I started during the Summer of 2002. It's now June 2003 
as I start this. So I am probably very rusty when it comes to fiction. All 
I've been writing is term papers for the last nine months. But I'm going to try 
my best here and see what I can come up with. It's also going to be mostly 
in Buffy's POV. I might switch over to Willow at some point, not sure yet. 
We'll see what happens I guess.
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I pull up in front of the valet service at Club Olympus, Faith really did 
find a top notch club to work for, I gotta admit that. I gesture for Willow to 
get out and I can't help but smile at the confused expression crossing her 
face. "Um Buff, did you need to talk to Faith or something?" She stays buckled in 
until I get out of the drivers side, hand the valet man my keys, a five 
dollar bill, and swiftly move over to the passenger door to coax her out.

"Willow, this is where we're going. I figured since we can't go Bronzing 
anymore, this was the next best thing." I manage to get her unbuckled, standing 
and heading into the club, waving to Brian the doorman as he lets us pass. 
He's a great guy. Big old teddy bear really. Unless you piss him off. Watch 
out then. Of course Willow doesn't know I come here every once in a while. 
Nope, because then she'd know I'm toeing the straight line far off into lesbian 
land. I guess I wouldn't really be toeing the line now that I think about it. 
But in any case, she comes here with Kennedy, and I come here only when I 
know I won't see her and Kennedy getting it down on the dance floor. Not 
something I'd be able to stand, even with a couple of stiff drinks from the bar. 
She hasn't said a word to me yet, just let herself be pulled along until we find 
my favorite table. It's in the back of the club, but it has a panoramic view 
of the entire place. Plus it's up on the second floor. Nice and private to 
boot. "So, whatcha want to drink?" Maybe some alcohol will bring her out of 
her daze.

"Buffy, this is a gay bar. This is Faith's gay bar!" She whispers it to me, 
almost conspiratorially, it's rather amusing really.

"Yeah Will, I'm pretty aware of that. So what? Don't you like you're 
surprise? I thought you liked it here?" Gotta add in the Slayer style pout or it 
will never work.

"No Buffy, I love this place, really, it's just well, I mean......." She 
trails off and I know exactly what she's thinking. "Buffy, you're not gay, so why 
did we come to a gay nightclub?"

"You're gay, so we fit in just fine. Ok, now what do you want to drink?" 
Lets get her off the non-gayness of me for just one moment, thank you. I'm 
still standing as I look down at her upturned face, the lights from the dance 
floor reflecting off her bright emerald eyes. It's entrancing to say the least, 
and I almost miss her drink request.

"Alright, if your sure you're comfortable with this" I roll my eyes a bit at 
that, assuring her that I'm not being put out in the least bit. "I guess 
I'll have an Orgasm." Um, huh? I mean, WHAT?!

"A whatgasm?" I mean my gosh, here I thought I was playing it completely 
subtle, when she comes out with THAT! Something's up though, because she's 
almost falling out of her chair laughing.

"Oh my god Buffy, that was priceless!" What? What did I do? I'm not the 
one who said orgasm!

"What?"

"Buffy, an Orgasm is a mixed drink. Actually, it's a shot, vodka, amaretto 
and cream, I think. Hence the name Orgasm."

"Oh." I knew that. Really.

"I was just kidding though, they're not that great, too strong for me. I 
think I'll just have a Blowjob instead." If I could physically swallow my tongue 
I think I would have done just that. When did Willow get so bold? Again 
she's laughing at my predicament, or at least the incredibly red shade my face 
must have taken on. Apparently you can see it, even in this dim lighting. "Ok 
fine Buffy, you're no fun, how bout just a boring ole Witch of Salem, that 
sounds appropriate, don't you think?" I can't help but smile a bit at her 
unending cuteness, even when she's teasing me. And of course wondering if there 
really are mixed drinks by those names. And just how Willow became so aware of 
the various forms of consuming alcohol. I might just have to talk to Kennedy 
about that. Or beat her to a pulp for turning my best friend into a cocktail 
conessuir.

"Ok, haha, laugh at stone cold sober girl. But don't we remember the last 
time I had anything significant to drink? Or spent any time at a bar? Cave 
Buffy ringing any bells here Will?" Yes, Cave Buffy was sure not the most 
pleasant experience. I'm so glad that I had enough of my subconscious not exactly 
subbed to rescue Willow from that fire at the Grotto. I can't imagine what 
would have happened if I had been any more out of it than I already was. 

"Ok, spoil my fun. Just get me a Hurricane."

"That I can do." Because surprisingly, that is something I've heard of. I go 
to head back down the stairs to the bar, but Willow grabs onto the sleeve of 
my leather jacket, halting me before I can even take two steps.

"You're sure you're ok being here? You're not worried some hot girl might 
come and hit on you?" She teased me a bit, but I could see the seriousness in 
her eyes. She was genuinely worried that a nightspot that catered to the 
alternative was going to freak me out. Of course she has always been super 
sensitive about what my feelings were regarding her sexuality. Did she honestly think 
I was homophobic? I never could figure that one out, but she's always been 
more tip-toe'y with me about it than anyone else.

I leaned down close enough so that my breath was tickling her earlobe. "The 
only thing I'm worried about is some hot girl hitting on YOU. This is *our* 
night." And with that I left down the steps to retrieve our drinks, leaving my 
best friend sitting at our table with a stupefied expression on her face. Lets 
just see what she makes of that little confession. Not an outright admission 
of jealousy, but hey, close enough. Baby steps.

TBC.......
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["Willow's] bond with Buffy is something I find kind of transcendent. Even 
when they're not getting along at all." - Joss Whedon, 'Innocence' commentary