The song is "With Or Without You" by Dope.
The characters are totally Joss Whedons, and all places and celebrity mentions are in every way coincidental.
This is a song fic, BS/FL, so if you don't like gay people, piss off. Please.R&R is very much appreciated, even if it is flames (means I get to diss YOUR story, fool!)
Here tis lovers;
With or Without You
I'll do my time and I won't argue
A broken glass a portrait of you
I play on keys of barely in tune
Forget the reasons I won't resume
It's not me who wanted fame
I just needed to
I've been looking out the cell window for a long time now. How I wish I were out there, but I can't be, I have to repent for all I've done. Murder, torture, general acts of evil. My past isn't a pretty one. And until I had thrown it all away for a purebred demon, I never realized how lucky I'd become during my stay in Sunnydale. Sunnyhell. Hahaha, I crack myself up, in that bitter fucking sweet way. I should be out there, killing vampires, averting the apocalypses (all eight to what? Fifteen, twenty of them?) And most importantly, I should be with her.
I cash my life and lost my ID
Apathy is all I see
Leave the numbers all behind me
You are all I've got inside me
I don't need to be encaged
I just need to rearrange
It's a funny world, not working out when it should. I'm the only Slayer again, since Faith is in prison. Even though she's in L.A., I can still feel her emotions through our Slayer connection. It's...so sad, so frayed and torn...I wish that there was something I could do to repair it and heal her. I can tell she wasn't really evil. It's just that she made some wrong choices, got manipulated, and went down the wrong path. And now she's repenting. I just wish I could forgive her, but I feel like there's nothing that needs forgiving. I should see her soon and ask her.
I can't see you anymore
I can't leave right out the door
After all that we've been through
I can't be with or without you
The weight room's okay. I just spend all my time pounding a punching bag. I always split a seam, I wish that it was because I was angry at someone, but I'm just pissed at me. I should've been smarter, I could've seen I was being used, I could've stayed out of trouble and then I'd be near her. But it hurts, and the worst part is I can feel her through this Slayer connection shit that Giles once told us about. She's worried, but about what I don't know. I can also feel a spark of...something there, but I don't know what it is. Might just be for her Beefstick. Riley, whatever. I just wish she'd visit me. I need her to forgive me for what I've done.
You finally made it on TV
It's not the way you hoped it'd be
and all the pain of the insanity
was this ever meant to be
And I don't think that I am thee
one that you keep telling me
I'm in the jail, near the little phones and booths. A guard just went to get Faith. I don't know why I came anyways. It felt like I was being pulled here...and I can feel her through the Connection much more clearly. She's hurting and wanting, but there's a spark of something that I can't quite identify, but it's a nice spark, like happiness or love or something. The guard comes in, and Faith comes in with him. She looks so wretched in her orange suit and her hair not straightened or dyed. It's a really beautiful shade of brown, and the way it curls around the ends...why doesn't she keep it like this more often? She picks up the phone.
It's tearing us up
And it's breaking me down
All I'll be, I'll be
With or without you
"Hey B." it's a croak. My goddamn fucking voice comes out as a godfucking CROAK."Hi." she says. It sounds a little rough, maybe she croaked too. Huh.
"So...to what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?" I say, meaning every word of it."I don't know...I felt pulled here by something." she's very confused. So am I.
"Pulled? How? Is there something I can..." I trail off. Bad Faith, BAD! That is off-limits.
"...Faith, are you okay? I can feel you through the connection, and it's not pleasant." oh, she's worried about me...that's bad...so why do I feel so good? Obviously she can feel my shift in mood.
"Faith? Wanna explain this to me?" she's genuinely confused, starting to freak out?
"I don't know. I guess I want someone other than Angels gang to visit, and since Red, Xander and Giles have less than welcoming feelings toward me, I figured you'd at least care enough to come visit a fuck-up." oh shit, why am I tearing up? I'm Faith, bad-ass, I'm Faith, bad- ass...damn not working. No doubt she can feel the big and subtle shifts in my mood...Damn. I let my hair fall a little into my face so I don't have to look her in the eyes.
"Faith...?" she reaches up, no doubt to try to move my hair. Tries to because she's stopped by the glass. I smirk and she laughs.
I can't see you anymore
I can't leave right out the door
After all that we've been through
I can't be with or without you
I've been visiting Faith for about four months now, and for some reason I've not told anyone except Giles. He's good at handling these things. The last time I visited Faith, she held her hand up, and put it near mine on the glass, so if there was no glass our hands would be touching at the palms through fingers. And I'm getting more warm-and-fuzzy feelings, and the spark has intensified to a freaking inferno of intense good-feeling type of emotion. As a result, I've become more intent on visiting her, and we'll just talk for hours. I've ended up spending a week there just to talk to her. And help Angels crew avert another apocalypse (again). But we're talking a lot, and I know so much more. About her, about me, about life and love and all that. The connection's grown so much more, I just can't believe it. It's like we're lovers, like Willow and Tara. Whoa, did I just say 'lovers'? We're just getting more intimate, that's all...
No, wait. Riley's been giving me all this "it's military stuff, butt out" shit, and Faith has let me in. I've got a connection with Faith, and Riley barely calls me anymore. And his hair is just ugly.
I throw on a jacket and grab a cab to L.A. Time to tell her how I feel, how I've felt. And damn, it feels so good!
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May be edited later. Might evolve into a chapter story. I love Faith/Buffy pairings. I'm a dork. But enjoy the fic, give me reviews and read it, cuz I worked pretty hard on getting the stuff. Well, not really, but I like to think that. ;
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