Fluffy-fic: Willow the Cheerleader

["S.M. Cilia" <cilia@xxxxx>]

Hi :) 

I said I would be back, so here is a little piece of fluff.

Story premise: Set in during the high school days area, totally off 
kilter story about Willow becoming a cheerleader and Buffy becoming 
the quarterback for the football team, due to of course 
the "mysterious" death rate in Sunnydale. Complete lack of vampires 
for the most part, a spin on the classic football romance. This will 
be completely open ended story as most fluff is so updates will be 
infrequent.

Willow the Cheerleader
Cilia

Prologue: The Cheerleader and the Quarterback

It will be fun they said, it couldn't hurt they said, it will look 
good on you collage application they said, but they never said it 
would be this short. Willow Rosenberg thought as she studied herself 
in a full length mirror, no way in hell she was going out in public 
wearing this skimpy thing. Still Sunnydale High's resident brainiac 
and proud card-carrying member of the Scooby Gang was officially a 
cheerleader. Pouting at her reflection she reached for her pom-poms 
she did a little number.
	"Give me a B, gimme an U, gimme a F, gimme a F, gimme an  Y, 
what does that spell?" she sang and cheered before breaking down into 
a fit of giggles. Willow did look good in the outfit though; with her 
pale but shapely legs, honed from much running from baddies or 
cashing Buffy, going up forever before reaching the short yellow 
skirt. Her exposed midriff was nothing to be ashamed of either and 
her long red hair once braided and done up was a marvel to behold. 
Willow the Cheerleader was in all honesty extremely easy on the eyes.

Meanwhile there was much pondering going on with the coaches of the 
Sunnydale High's Sunbeams. There was a lack of suitable quarterbacks 
for the team, given they had runners, a must in Sunnydale, defenders 
and the hottest cheerleaders in the state, but there was not one 
student in the school who could throw the pigskin around. The ball 
hit the head coach.
	"Sorry," the would be jock shouted.
	"God damn it," Coach Jared Jameson cursed as he kicked the 
ball and sent it flying. A tall man in his late forties, with graying 
hair and sharp features. Usually the most stoic of coaches, but the 
lack of team leader was getting to the usually stoic man.
	"Guess we can write the try outs of the list?" Assistant 
Coach Julia Landis said, a dark haired woman in her late thirties and 
a result of mismatch in hiring that had turned into a PR coup for the 
school. 
"God?" Coach Jared asked and raised his hands to the skies. "Give me 
just this one break and I will not ask for anything else ever again." 
Julia sighed at the attics of the head-coach, but then the football 
came flying back in a graceful arch and landed in the waiting hands 
of Coach Jared. A pair of heads turned and four eyes landed on a 
petit second year blond who waved at them.
"Nice kick," she said with a smile before being pounced upon by two 
very happy football coaches. They had The Sunnydale Sunbeam's new 
quarterback, one Elisabeth "Buffy" Summers. 

Chapter One: Come again!

Buffy wondered how she'd gotten herself into this mess as she put on 
her pads and slipped her jersey over her head with the number nine 
and E.A. Summers spelled out on the back. There were no rules against 
girls playing high school football this being California the state of 
free range liberals. She dressed in a separate dressing room from the 
all boy team. Not that she couldn't dress with them without a 
problem, guys didn't really do it for her anymore, but she wasn't 
quite ready to go public with her sapphic longings just yet. Tugging 
her helmet under her arm she jogged out of the locker room and onto 
the training pitch and then her eyes met sparkling green ones and a 
silence fell over the green grass of the football field. 
	"No way!" Cordelia head-cheerleader as per the universal 
order shouted as she saw the new quarterback coach had been talking 
about. 
	"Buffy," Coach Jared said as he walked over carrying a 
clipboard and the smile of a man at peace with the universe. 
	"Coach," she said and stood up straight. 
	"Ready to throw some balls?" he asked.
	"Just point me in the right direction," she replied with a 
lopsided grin and walked past the gaping cheerleaders that had been 
practicing on the sidelines, but not with out waving to Willow who 
just smiled her big smile and waved back.
	"This is wrong!" on cheerleader protested as she pouted and 
huffed.
	"The rules do state that she can play," Willow said in 
defense of her friend.
	"I think it's cool a girl is playing," Lily, one of the 
junior cheerleaders as the groups watched Buffy warming up her 
throwing arm. 
	"What about you Cordy?" Willow asked and turned to face the 
still flabbergasted head cheerleader.
	"Her name has a double consonant , we have to do something 
about that, otherwise hell if she wins us games it will be cool," she 
said and Willow breathed a sigh of relief because since Cordy was 
cool with it the discussion was over. 

Buffy could sense the strange mix of doubt, interest and male 
hormones when the coach introduced her to her teammates. Her blockers 
were two tall boys in the final year, twins by the looks of them, 
both with blond surfer hair and blue eyes that shone with honesty. 
	"These are Jon and Tuck, their going to make sure that nobody 
gets near you," Coach Jared introduced that pair. 
	"Hi," Buffy said and stuck out her hand and the twins smiled 
politely in turn and took it. "Strong silent types?" she asked and 
both boys smiled a small smile.
Then Coach Jared introduced two lean looking boys, the oddest running 
pair she'd seen, but both looking like they could go from zero to 
fifty in under a millisecond. 
	"This is Harry," he said and introduced a Asian youth who 
stuck out his hand and Buffy smiled and took it.
	"Welcome on board Cap," he said with cheerful voice.
	"Happy to be here Harry," Buffy replied.
	"And this is Williams, or Wild Bill as we call him," coach 
said and introduced a young black man who likewise very politely over 
his hand.
	"A pleasure ma'am," he said in a cultivated voice. "Coach 
tells my can throw pigskin?" he asked.
	"That's what he thinks," Buffy said with a shy smile.
	"Lets try it then shall we?" he asked and flipped a ball to 
her. Buffy looked down at the ball and then back up at the runner. 
	"Okay," she said with a grin. "Go," she shouted after the 
field cleared and Wild Bill was off like a rocket. When he was long 
enough away Buffy draw back her arm and let the ball fly and Wild 
Bill never knew what hit him as he caught the ball and was knocked 
back flat on his back.
	"Wow!" Coach Jared stated and Julia was kind enough to close 
his gapping mouth. And from the sidelines the chanting of gimme a B 
was heard from the now mostly convinced cheerleaders, but there was 
the lingering doubt about the social order of things. How could a 
cheerleader date the quarterback when said quarterback was also a 
girl. Interesting times were ahead at Sunnydale High.

Buffy walked out of the dressing room with a sly grin on her face, 
quarterback for the football team, figures that even her normal life 
should be a bit abnormal. Then she thought about Willow in her 
cheerleader uniform and her smile grew into a smile followed by a 
blush.
	Well I am the quarterback she thought to herself with a laugh 
as she opened her locker and started gathering her books. 
	"Hi!" a perky voice said behind her causing her to jump 
slightly before turning around to face a grinning Willow, now dressed 
in her normal clothes, that now seemed somehow more alluring then 
even before because she had seen hints of the body beneath. 
	"Willow," she said with a mock scowl. "Never sneak up on&"
	"Quarterback," Willow said with a impish smile.
	"That too," Buffy answered with as the scowl eased into a 
gentle smile. 
	"We on for coffee and history later?" Willow asked as she 
studied her friend and noticed some new things, a small smudge of 
dirt on her cheek and the rumbled hair in a loose braid. Licking her 
fingers she reached out and took care of the smudge and the smiled 
before turning away and heading for class. Leaving a pleasantly 
surprised quarterback/Slayer behind her.
	I think I like cheerleaders Buffy thought with a smile as she 
closed her locker and headed for class.

When heading out for her study-date with Willow, Buffy was 
intercepted by a hyped up Xander and a grinning Cordy behind him.
	"Tell me it isn't true?" Xander asked. "Have you any idea 
what this does to the shreds of masculinity I have left, best friend 
cheerleader, other best friend quarterback, me team mascot?" he asked 
with rapid questions before Buffy got a chance to answer.
	"You're the team mascot?" Buffy asked after a moment of 
stunned silent and that sent Cordy into a fit of giggles as Xander 
threw up his hands and asked God, who was getting tired of all these 
questions, what he'd done to deserve this cruel joke of a life.
	"Xander relax, your masculinity is still in working order," 
Buffy said as she stopped her friend from going down on his knees and 
praying in the corridors. "Just ask Cordy," she said with a smirk 
which caused the head cheerleader to blush. "See," she said pointed 
at Cordelia and then executed a strategic retreat. 

Walking down the sunlit street towards the coffee shop where Willow 
waited Buffy thought about possibilities, the effects of her 
decisions to help the team and how cute Willow looked in the 
cheerleader outfit, a image that was stuck in her mind and would be 
transferred to the fantasy memory of her mind at the first 
opportunity and marked for later use, later that day. When she 
reached the shop she stopped and watched Willow through the windows, 
her friend was sipping on a cup of cappuccino, decaf, with extra foam 
and four sugars. The place was a nice little place facing the street 
with flowers growing in boxes under the windows. She smiled to 
herself and steeled herself so she wouldn't do anything stupid like 
throwing Willow over her shoulder and running off with her. Then she 
entered the shop and pulled her history book from her pack and graced 
her cheerleader with a loving smile and the happy hacker looked up 
and Buffy felt like she was staring into the sun and got dizzy. Yep 
strange times ahead at Sunnydale High.






	

	






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Willow: "It's a good fight, Buffy, and I want in."
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