A/N: This is just really random, the idea just came to me so I thought i'd write it. This is Buffy/Faith. I am going to write more one-shots and every week or few days i will post them, this is my first one-shot to start off with, PLEASE review!!! As I seriously want to know what you think. Keep in mind I was tired, mix that with a huge amount of sugar and this is what you get...

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It's silent

Silent…and dark

But you can see her, see how her eyes haven't left yours since you opened that front door, how she has managed to render you speechless without so much as a whisper, a word…sentence.

She's said nothing yet your mind has stopped

Heart following suit and with that making you feel dizzy

You try to utter something, anything!

To ask her what she is doing here, ask her why, though you barely get your mouth open before she speaks.

And her voice is broken, soft, said hushed as though she's afraid to talk with force.

"Promise me you'll be truthful."

You try to shake your head, tell her you don't understand but she keeps talking.

"Promise me B."

It's louder and you find yourself hit from your brain overload as you mutter in reply.

"Why?" So it's not a perfect reply, but you've stated to her that you are confused.

She steps forward and it's only then do you see the tears, the salty marks strewn wildly down her crimson touched cheeks, your heart pounds a fraction faster.

Faith…Crying?

Has the world ended?

You doubt you have seen her cry before, maybe once though from memory this is a first.

She notices you staring at her tears though what surprises you more is she doesn't seem to care.

"Just promise 'kay…" And now you find yourself nodding, it's not controlled and you realize you don't stop till she speaks again. "Can I ask you a question?"

You try to smile, ease whatever emotions she is feeling. "Of course."

"You'll be truthful right? No muckin' me around and shit…"

"Faith, what's going-"

"-Just listen B, listen 'cause I'm just 'bout losing my nerve here and I really need to say this, so listen yeah."

She's nervous; you've rarely seen that side of her. So you nod. "Okay, I'm listening."

Her smile is quick, a flash then it's gone. "Good, okay…good, that's…"

She stops

Stops everything, her words, her breathing…the slight rocking back and forth she had been keen on upholding as she addressed you.

You frown but don't say anything

A moment later she looks to the ground, her eyes no longer meeting yours. "This is big B, what I'm 'bout to say."

"I'll be truthful." You say and she looks back up. "Promise."

"I know…" She seems to pause. "Thanks."

You nod, something you think you are becoming very good at, she smiles faintly and you find yourself stepping closer.

"Tell me Faith, ask me."

She falters, you don't miss it.

"I don't know if-"

"Faith…" You whisper and she stares even deeper into your eyes, you keep her gaze. "You're crying."

She is, has been crying as you've establish before, only now it's not merely a few tears

No

It's many, all rolling quickly down her soft cheeks as she nods, the drops falling on her shirt and leaving wet marks.

"Caught me B." She says and you suddenly want to pull her into a tight embrace and never let her go.

You frown in concern. "Why?" That one worded question again.

She seems to revert into herself slightly and you see a wall starting to appear.

"Why what?"

Yep she's gone on the defensive.

"Why are you crying?"

"Why's the sky blue?"

"I don't know…"

She bows her head. "There's your answer."

"Faith, you have to know why you're crying."

She snaps her head back up and you see a flash of hurt go across her features, though it's gone to quickly for you to say anything. "I don't B…I can't even explain why I'm here."

"You wanted to ask me a question." You say and she smiles though it's empty and lacking her usual spark.

"Right…"

"You gonna ask me?"

You see her start to rock back and forth again, a nervous habit maybe?

"I'm…scared." Said with hesitance and you note this, you take another step towards her trying to understand, to alleviate some of your confusion.

"Scared of what?"

"The answer…"

You smile. "I'll be truthful Faith, you have my word."

"That's the part I'm 'fraid of B."

You don't miss the look she gives you, one that is so fearful, so anxious and yet so hopeful. Again you smile though this time with heart.

"You have nothing to be afraid of."

"Doesn't explain my wicked heart rate…"

"Mines the same, feels like a heart attack." You whisper this and Faith seems to relax slightly.

"Here goes, yeah?"

You nod. "I'm all ears."

"Don't lie to me, I don't want to be fucked around or 'nothin-"

"-Faith…"

"…Look B, here's me with words, it's a wicked sad picture so just bare with me and-"

"Faith…"

"What?" She asks and it almost sounds like her pissed off, full of confidants self.

You again smile and can't hide the slight laughter that reaches your eyes. "Just ask me already."

A nod, a breath, a slight pause. "Do you…"

"Do I what?"

"Never mind, it's stupid."

Defensive walls coming up.

"Faith, what?"

"Forget it B."

"No, you come by my house at god knows what hour acting all un Faith like, wanting to ask me something and now you're just going-"

She scoffs. "Look you listen here."

"I'm done listening Faith…" Okay so you're mad, it's late. Justified right?

You get your answer when Faith breaths out, a slight waver in her voice.

No, no it's not justified.

"Fine." She says and you are hit with a rush of emotions.

Thoughts that stream within a second.

Hug her…Go inside…Say something…Do something…Yell at her…No! Just stop her from leaving.

"Faith, I'm…I'm sorry, tiredness makes me a monster."

She surprises you with her reply. "You're no monster B, take it from someone with experience."

"What?"

She avoids this. "I should go, let ya get some sleep."

You shake your head, she couldn't just leave, not when you have so many questions.

"No, Faith."

"It's cool B, forget I came, see ya some other time."

"You can't just leave; you haven't asked me your question."

"Ya don't wanna hear it…"

"I think you're too afraid to say it."

She looks at you like you've spouted two heads. "Duh B, told ya that already."

"Stop running Faith." You all but sneer and this captures her full attention, you hadn't meant for it to come out like that, so uncaring and cold.

"I'm not."

"Yeah, you kinda are Faith." Again with the coldness…What's that all about?

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

"You're wrong!"

"Then ask me the damn question!"

She grimaces. "Look here-"

"Ask me!" You yell, yell?! What is wrong with you? It's not meant to come out mean, but somehow it does, makes you sound like you don't care if she's crying, standing on your doorstep in the cold and has shown more of herself the past few minutes then the whole time you've known her…you seem heartless.

Though again words spill from you. "Ask me Faith!"

"Buffy…"

"Please, just…"

"Do you love me?"

A pause, a breath, a moment of silence.

You're speechless a second time, only this round it's her words that take the ability to form a sentence from you, her words that make your heart beat fast within your chest, pounding against your rib cage.

Her words that invoke a reaction in you that until you've captured her lips with your own do you realize what you are doing, it feels right and when you pull away it's her words that make you smile so brightly it could just be morning.

"I'm gunna go 'head and take that as a yes?"

Still speechless…you nod.

Oh, yeah…That's a yes.

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