Author's Notes: Okeydokey, so about Angel, I mean no bad feelings to Angel fans. I'm kind of using Angel as an embodiement of Faith and Buffy's fears. You should always read into everything that I write. Usually there are hints to things that will grow into more in the future. Also, I usually put one up everyday, but I've got a lot to sift through, so it may be a bit spazzy for now. I'll try to get one every two days at the most. Here it goes:
- One Year Ago -
Buffy left Faith's apartment rejuvenated and on an energy high she got every time she spent the night with Faith. Faith was like an addicting drug that put her on a jolt. She kinda skimmed her school work so she could spend time day dreaming in class, but completely kicked ass in Gym Class. She climbed the rope to the ceiling twice, and ran a mile in record time. She was insanely energized. She felt as though her body were light and could just fly. The entire day, Xander was sure that she was on some sort drug.
Unfortunately, every high has it's end, leaving her feeling really low. When she saw Faith that night for patrol, she was overly happy. Buffy nearly tackled Faith trying to hug her.
"You're happy to see me?" Faith said, regaining her balance and hugging Buffy back.
"Yeah. I missed you, Faith. I always miss you." Buffy said. She gave her an almost friendly quick-kiss, and started walking towards the graveyard.
They took out a few vamps, but that wasn't the higlight of the night. When they had finished their route around the graveyard twice and stopped at the bench.
XOXOXOX
Cordelia walked out of her house and across the heated driveway. She got in her car and cursed her dad for forgeting to get her dress for tomorrow. She drove out, staring at the past midnight time on her car clock. Cordelia would on any other night have just drove straight past the graveyard under any other circumstances, but tonight, something very interesting was happening in the graveyard. For some reason, Buffy Summers was kissing Faith Lehane. Being the procuring of gossip that she was, Cordilia parked somewhere close enough by so that she could hear what they said, but not get seen. She rolled down the window, shut off the car a eavesdropped. She saw Faith glance at her, but she must have been looking at something else, because she turned back and whispered to Buffy.
"Strangely, graveyards really turn me on." Buffy's fingers with laced together behind Faith's neck.
"Being with you turns me on." Faith said, intentionally making her voice huskier.
"I think I'm addicted to you, Fay. Everytime we have sex, I feel this energy buzz the next day. It's amazing." Buffy said.
"Really? I have to go do something else or I keep thinking about it." Faith tilted her head a few degrees.
"We could do it now. Here." Buffy suggested.
"Not a great idea, B. What if a vamp jumps us?" Faith chuckled.
"Good point. Well, my mom's home so, we can't do it at my place." Bufy took her hands away from Faith's neck and ran them over her stomach.
"Guess that means my place, tonight." Faith kissed Buffy again, fire exploded from their lips and tongues like always. They started moving for some reason. They just aimlessly staggered. They wandered closer to Cordelia's car and never seperated for a second. They got closer and suddenly, in a flash, Faith had the keys to the car that were in the transmission, and Buffy was leaning against the window, smiling at Cordelia. Cordelia looked at her transmission and realized she was up against two Slayers.
"Busted." Buffy grinned.
"You Slayers are fast." Cordelia said, partial stunned that it took mere seconds for them to get to this point.
"We're a team." Buffy nodded towards Faith.
"In more than one thing." Cordelia mumbled, "If the school hears about Buffy Summers kissing another girl..."
"Lucky us, nobody's gonna find out. Or you're walking home tonight." Faith said casually, "Look, I know you're more aquainted with Buffy here, but I can tell you're more afraid of me."
Faith leaned in through the window, the hand clutching the keys still outside of the car, until she was in Cordelia's comfort zone.
"Are you?" Faith whispered, "Do I scare you?"
Cordelia nodded.
"Don't sound too sure. You know, I could kill you and make it look like an accident if I wanted. You had a speed accident late at night, sound good? Maybe drinking?" Faith smirked staring at the fear blossoming in Cordelia's eyes, "I could make sure nobody even knew it was your body. I know where you live too, and that your gate is always unlocked. I also know you're on the second floor and exactly how to get there. So, you're going straight home and going to sleep. In the morning, you'll tell yourself that all this was just a dream."
Faith leaned in farther.
"Are we clear?"
Cordelia nodded frenziedly, "Yes, Ma'am."
"Good." Faith dropped the keys into her hand and pulled out of the car. Cordelia revved the engine, the took off the way she came. Strangely, the dress slipped her mind.
"How you do that amazes me." Buffy said after Cordelia was long gone.
"I practice on you a lot." Faith joked.
"Maybe the manipulation part, but how did you know all that?" Buffy asked.
"Cordelia, definitely from money. Smelled it on her clothes. Most wealthy people have grand estates with gates they don't usually lock thanks to their fancy security systems." Faith said with an air of confidence.
"And her room on the second floor?"
"That... Was a guess."
Faith and Buffy both laughed for a moment, leaning against the fence. Buffy was about to speak after the laughing had subsided, but Faith pulled her close
"Why don't you ever call me ma'am?" Faith asked.
"Maybe you could manipulate me to say it?" Buffy laughed.
"You knew I was joking about that, right?" Faith raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, ma'am." Buffy leered at Faith deviously.
- Present -
"Whatever hapened to being vanilla, B?" the words echoed in her head. Sheets of warm water poured out of the shower head and seeped into Buffy's skin. Her tense muscles released under the warm water. The steam drifted around her, sticking to the beige tiles on the floor and wall and also fogging up the glazed glass of the stalls.
Buffy was always vanilla, with anyone. Riley, Parker, Angel, all vanilla. Of course, it was different with Faith. Not just because Faith was a girl, and it was not like with a guy, but how they did it. It just was more intense, rough, exhilirating. Maybe the passion made it more animalistic, or maybe the slight amount of pain made it all that more dangerous, that thrill every Slayer was looking for. It could be that she knew Faith could never actually hurt her badly. Whatever it was, it was that much better than anything else.
Buffy stepped out of the shower and threw a towel on.
"Hey, babe, your phone's ringing." Faith said, taking an extra moment to look at Buffy's legs.
"Who would call me?" Buffy said, drying off her hair as she walked over.
"Can I borrow your lipstick, B?" Faith looked through the make-up in Buffy's bag.
"Sure." She replied and picked up the phone, "Buffy Summers."
"Buffy, hey." The voice said.
"Cordelia! Hi." Buffy looked at Faith, who returned her stunned look. Faith mouthed the name and Buffy shrugged her shoulders.
"Haven't talked to you in a while, Cordelia. How's L.A.?" Buffy spoke into the phone as she got her clothes on.
"Interesting, but Angel is kinda stuck on something. Wondered if Giles could help." Cordelia said. The name Angel sent shivers down her spine.
"I'm not exactly in contact with Giles right now." Buffy said.
The line was silent for a moment.
"I figured. How's Faith?" Cordelia asked.
"Faith? So you've heard?" Buffy said trying to sound cool and collected. Faith looked over
"Yeah. Angel was wondering if you guys could take time out of your run-away road trip to stop in L.A." Cordelia admitted.
"Uh, L.A. Isn't on our triptick." Buffy said, "Does that mean everyone knows?"
"Pretty much. Kinda irresponsible, Buffy. Thought you were a goody two shoes. How you and Faith get a long is beyond me. Isn't she some bad-ass chick?" Cordelia was truly a bitch sometimes.
"We do more than just get along." Buffy let anger creep into her voice. There were serious wounds between her and Cordelia, so they never had a good conversation anymore.
"So you two are still sleeping together?" Cordelia sniped.
"It's more than just that." Buffy looked down to see her fist was red and white clenched together. Faith sat down next to Buffy and took her hand. Buffy eased up and looked at Faith. Faith was serious as always, not looking upset. As usual, though, her eyes bled with care.
"Defensive, Buffy. Still doesn't changed that Angel requests you guys stop by." Cordelia said.
"What are you, his assistant?" Buffy said.
"Better than being a run-away Slayer." Cordelia was really getting to Buffy.
"Look, I don't need this. We aren't going to L.A." Buffy was very sure of that, though.
"Well, I just thought you guys had some stuff to work out with Angel. If you two can go on with settling this, then avoid us." Cordelia said, pausing for a moment, "Have fun with your girlfriend."
With a click, the line went dead.
"Damn it." Buffy growled.
"What's up, girlfriend?" Faith said.
"Girlfriend... You're my girlfriend." Buffy mumbled
"Yeah, B. Thought we were." Faith put her arm around Buffy and pulled her close.
"I'm fed up with all the jokes and the remarks." Buffy tried to ball her hand into fist, but Faith's hand was in the way.
"About what?" Faith was legitimately confused at this point.
"Being gay... Or bi... Or whatever I am!" Buffy looked at Faith, who raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I'm a girl... And you're a girl... And I love you, and you love me. What more is there?" Faith hugged Buffy close.
"Acceptance. I wish people just understood." Buffy rambled.
"This never upset you before. Who made you upset? Who do I need to hurt, Buff?" Faith squeezed Buffy even closer.
"Cordelia was just messing with me, like always." Buffy said.
"Do I need to punch her again?"
"No. Angel did request we go to L.A., though." Mocking Cordelia with the word "Requested:.
"Let's make that our next stop." Faith kissed Buffy's head.
"How could we possibly get there?"
"You know my car? The one that I lent to my 'friend'?"
"Yeah."
Faith stood up and led Buffy to the door and opened it up. She walked outo of the hotel to the parking lot and leaned on the back of her 1997 Red Camaro.
"Wow. We're definitely going places." Buffy said with a grin.
"No blood in the car." Faith said as she turned to get into the car, "And get my bag."