Okay so I just could not wait another second to post this :) I did just finish writing chapter 5 last night and I'm working on chapter six as we speak :) so feedback holds the key (as always) to how soon the next chapter appears here
MVMP the short slayer will become more involved as the story goes on and she will even have a name later :-D lol Fritolays yeah some fights will break out with the little slayers later but probably not over Buffy!
Thanks Howard Russell and Shadowcub for your reviews and as always keep 'em coming :-D
Rated T/PG-13 It's more violent in this chapter
We had been living together for nearly a month and I was enjoying every last moment of it. I woke up every morning with the most beautiful woman in my arms and I fell asleep with that same woman every night. It was nice to have the woman of my dreams in my arms at night instead of dreaming about how I couldn't have her.
A knock at the door startled us both early this Saturday morning, but I went to answer it. The person that greeted me when I opened the door was not one that I wanted to see. Kennedy had a lot of nerve coming here especially after what she had done to Willow just five weeks ago. I resisted the urge to punch her in the face as Willow walked out of our bedroom in a pair of my pajamas. Their eyes met and Willow's filled quickly with anger and Kennedy's were full of hope. There was no way I was going to let her touch Willow, she was my girl now and nothing was going to change that. Willow started screaming and I winced, before slipping out of the flat.
I had been in a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt when I slipped out. I had also managed to grab a pair of sneakers before walking out. I slowly walked toward the Council's headquarters, allowing the last few minutes of my life to sink in. I couldn't bear to think of what may be happening and so I took off in a sprint, arriving at the building in record time. I quickly ran up the stairs to the training room. I beat at the punching bag throwing violent punches and kicks until it fell from its place and I realized that my hands were knuckles had become raw.
I dropped to the floor next to the fallen bag and let the tears fall. I didn't want Kennedy here, especially if she was about to make an attempt at getting into my girlfriend's pants. I held onto the bag as I let the uncontrollable sobs overwhelm my being.
I didn't know how long I'd been lying there, but it must have been at least an hour because when I finally looked up I saw Giles standing in the doorway. I quickly began to rub my red eyes with the palm of my hands and I rubbed my tear stained cheeks as well. Giles gave me a questioning look before he spoke.
"Is everything all right Buffy?" He spoke softly to me and I shook my head quite violently. He paused for a brief moment before daring to ask what had happened. I spilled about Kennedy's arrival and my fears of what was going on. Willow and I had only been together for a few weeks and she and Kennedy had been together for two and a half years. I was absolutely terrified that Willow was going to be on the next flight to Brazil, but Giles assured me that that was not going to happen. He led me outside of the Council building fifteen minutes later and down to a coffee shop that we had often frequented. The sight that caught my eyes as I opened the door to the small yet inviting space caused me to become speechless and turn around and break into a quick run.
Kennedy's tongue had been shoved down my girlfriend's throat and that had not only hurt but it made me extremely angry at the same time. Tears threatened to pour down my cheeks but I wasn't going to let them. I ran until I didn't know where I was. I was lost in the city and the tears I had tried so hard to force away had fallen. My eyes were puffy and red and my cheeks were stained from the warm salty tears. I rubbed at my eyes violently and continued running, until the Council building was in sight. I paused for a moment across the street from the large almost endless building, to catch my breath. I'd been running for so long I had not even noticed the sky's darkening color or the gentle rain that had soaked my clothes. The street was empty and I sprinted across it and into the Council.
The lobby was empty of the usual lingering slayers and watchers. I slowly stepped toward the elevator and slipped inside pressing the button for the third floor. The bell dinged signaling that I had reached my floor and I stepped out. I made my way slowly toward the comfort of my office. I reached the door and turned the knob quickly, an empty office greeted me and it was a welcome greeting. I walked over to the closet that was housed in the corner closet to my couch and grabbed a few articles of clothing from it. I had a fresh pair of sweatpants and a new Tee in my hand and two fluffy white towels. I held the warm articles in my hands for a few short moments before turning to exit my office closing the door softly behind me. The fifth floor held large locker rooms and I headed there for a much needed shower. I unlocked a locker in the corner that housed my toiletries, while violently stripping of my wet clothing. The clean articles I placed gently into the locker, before locking it again. I left the dirty ones on the floor planning to pick them up after my shower.
I stepped into the shower stall and turned on the warm water, and within moments a strong steam of hot water was pouring down my back. It felt so amazing. I allowed the beads of hot water to burn the skin on my back, feeling as though the water was cleansing me. For the next fifteen minutes the emotional weight of the day felt as though it had left me, but as I rubbed shampoo into my hair I thought of Willow and tears escaped my eyes and mixed with the now warm water spinning down the drain. My back slid against the wall of the shower and I sat there for what seemed like forever. The water poured over my now clean body until warm turned into lukewarm, which became ice cold. I eventually stood up, and wiped at my red eyes. Then I turned the water off and climbed out of the shower.
I grabbed my bag and wrapped a towel around my wet hair and the other around my body. I stepped out of the stall and the cool air of the outside overwhelmed me. I made my way across the room toward my locker and I once again unlocked it, only now I was retrieving my warm clean clothes and placing the toiletries back and then I slammed the locker shut. I slid my dark gray sweatpants over my legs and slid my white Tee over my head and down over my breasts and the shirt fell the rest of the way down. I lifted my dirty clothes off the floor and made my way towards a room at the end of the hallway and quickly typed a password into the pad next to the door. It opened and I walked in and threw my dirty garments into a washing machine then continued to pour detergent in and turning the machine on.
I turned and left the room closing the door gently behind me, waiting to hear the click of the lock, when I heard it, I made my way towards the elevator and then back into the serenity of my office. A towel was still wrapped around my slightly damp hair and I pulled it off and hung it from a hook in the corner. I pulled a set of speakers and a thick blanket out of my closet. I plugged in the speakers and threw the blanket on my couch. My iPod was already connected to my speakers and music flowed out when they were plugged in. I set a nice low volume and then walked over to my couch and realized that my pillow was still in the closet. I reached in and grabbed the white fluffy object, closed the door and continued back to my couch. I was exhausted both mentally and physically and by the moment my head hit the soft pillow I was sound asleep not to be awoken until morning.
"Baby," That was the first thing I heard when I opened my eyes. The voice belonged to Willow and I looked up at her and I tried to force the tears down when I saw her beautiful face. I quickly shook it off and became angry instead to fight off the weak emotion.
"Don't you dare "Baby" me," I said anger slipped into my voice like poison and I watched Willow flinch. I felt a tinge of guilt, but when I remembered seeing Kennedy with her tongue down Willow's throat yesterday it washed away.
"Buffy," She attempted again using my given name instead of a pet name. I found myself looking deep into her beautiful green eyes as she continued. "I love you," She started to speak those three words that I enjoyed hearing her say every other time they had escaped her lips, but now the words made me sick.
"How can you stand here and lie to me like that?" I was so fucking angry with her and here she was trying to say that she loved me. "I saw you kissing her yesterday so don't even bother saying "I love you," because I don't wanna hear it Wil! Go FUCK your fucking Girlfriend!" My voice had risen dramatically and I was sure anyone that was in the building heard my shouts.
"Yeah, well maybe if she wasn't being such a pain in the ass right now I could!" Willow's tone showed just as much anger as mine at that moment. "I'm sorry about that thing with Kennedy yesterday," Her voice had become calmer in those words and even a little bit softer. "I wasn't expecting her to shove her tongue down my throat when I suggested we talk over a cup of coffee." I almost wanted to believe Willow's words, but a part of me couldn't shake off the image I had received yesterday. "I love you Baby, only you," She said softly. My eyes began to fill with tears and she reached out and hugged me. I sobbed into her shoulder for the next quarter of an hour. I knew Willow wouldn't lie to me and I accepted her words to be truth.
"So why don't we go home Baby?" Willow asked softly and I nodded before going to pick up the few things I had around the room and placing them back into the closet.
"I have to make a stop first," I whispered into her ear softly. She nodded and followed me to the elevator. I had to go and put my clothes in the dryer and then we could leave. I quickly took care of that and we walked back to the elevator and down towards the lobby we went. When we arrived home we curled back up into bed and were not to be disturbed until the following day.
I awoke particularly early that Monday morning. I kissed Willow's forehead before leaving the flat that morning. The sight that greeted me when I arrived in my office that morning was not one that I wanted. Kennedy stood there gazing out my window at the sunrise. She turned when she heard me walk in, and I tensed immediately.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked calmly.
"Getting my girlfriend back," She answered just as calmly. "And if that means kicking your skinny blonde ass then that's just an added bonus." I glared in response.
"She's my girlfriend," I said confidently.
"Is that why you ran away crying like a baby yesterday after I kissed her?"
"Can we skip the annoying chit chat already and get to the part where I kick your ass?" I responded coolly. She came up on me with what appeared to be a knife that had been hidden under her coat and I snatched it out of her hand before she could take aim. "Did Faith tell you what I did to her with this?" I asked as I realized that this was the same weapon I had used to cut into Faith. She stayed silent and I continued, "I slid it into her gut, it went into her like she was butter." The tone of my voice was startling me, I was so angry and my tone was making Kennedy nervous I could tell. I had used those words on the Mayor six years ago. I grew closer to her with the weapon in my hand, I wasn't going to kill her, but she was going to leave my office and leave this country. I kept moving forward and with each step I took she backed up until she was against the wall next to my closet. I open the door and grabbed a sword and put it to her throat, dropping the weapon previously held in my hand. She had left the wall by now but she was still in my office. I continued to back her up until the door and I opened it and shoved her into the hallway.
"Don't you EVER come back to England and don't ever try that shit with my girlfriend again!" I screamed violently as she tried to pick herself up. She nodded shakily and I lifted the weapon from its spot against her throat. She stood once again and turned away, only to turn back and attack me taking me by surprise.
"You can't have Willow!" Kennedy shouted back at me. Her hands were grabbing at my throat and I gasped for air. Then I realized that I still had this nice pointy sword in my hand and I slashed her arm with it. Blood pored onto the carpet in the hall and Kennedy just held her arm tightly to stop the flowing of the red river. I smirked and slashed her leg, taking what could only be considered a perverse pleasure in the gentle action. Blood leaked onto the floor and I smiled, because it wasn't my blood. Kennedy seemed to realize now that I had won as she attempted to get up. She mumbled something under her breath as she finally stood.
"What was that?" I asked innocently and her face turned red with rage.
"Willow will never love you like she loved me," She said angrily and I smiled, begging her to continue and she did. "I know what Willow likes." I gave her a look and she continued. "Not that you would know how Willow likes it, you've only been together for a month." She was taunting me and I was about to reach out and take the bait.
"What makes you think that I don't know how my girl likes it after only a month?" I was upset that she could possibly think that I didn't know how to please my girl. I knew exactly what Willow liked.
"It does take longer than one month to get to know a woman like that." Kennedy started. "Those things take time you know." I waited for her to continue and she soon did. "She really likes when you strap it on," Kennedy said with a smirk and my facial expression didn't change.
"Was that supposed to shock me or something Ken 'cause if so you should have put more time into that," I quickly retorted. I knew what my girlfriend liked and the strap on thing was not it, but no need to tell Kennedy that Willow was over that strap on thing it was nicer to see her look ashen as more blood dripped from both the wounds she had recently acquired. I smiled before returning to my doorway, "You might wanna get those cuts checked out," and with that I slammed my office door shut and turned the lock when I was inside. Hopefully that would be the last time I ever laid eyes on that fucking cunt! I stayed in my office until I knew Kennedy was long gone, only making a call downstairs to get her wounds taken care of.
Willow appeared in my office around noon with some lunch and coffee. She was staring at the red spots on the carpet outside of my office when she walked in. Willow came and placed our lunch on my desk before turning back to stare into the hall.
"What happened out there?" Willow asked softly.
"Kennedy and I had a little fight," I said feeling a little embarrassed. Willow ran over to me checking for wounds. It was cute to see how much she cared. "Are you alright?" She asked.
"I'm fine it was Kennedy that got hurt not me," I mumbled and she pulled away from me.
"What the hell did you do to her?" Willow sounded angry when she realized that all that blood had come from her and none from me. I was slightly taken aback by Willow's tone. Then her eyes caught the sword that was still glistening with blood, and she came and slapped me hard across the face. I reached out and touched the raw spot on my cheek and then I looked back at Willow. "I can't believe you sometimes Buffy," She shouted and I flinched at the angry tone. "It was one kiss and you had to kill her over that." It wasn't a question, but a statement and it really stung.
"I didn't kill her," I said softly as Willow's angry gaze met my eyes again. "If I had known you wanted her so badly I would have asked her to stay!" My soft tone was thrown violently out the window. "I don't appreciate her sitting in my office while I'm not here and coming at me with a knife," I added angrily. "She's lucky I didn't detach and of her limbs." Willow no longer cared about me, but only Kennedy. As the moment grew tenser Giles stepped in. He looked at us calmly before speaking.
"I'll have the carpet out there replaced tomorrow afternoon Buffy," He said softly. "Kennedy's fine by the way, I just spoke with one of the doctors downstairs. It was a good thing you called them to tell them she was hurt she lost a lot of blood," Giles finished. "One of the doctors said she was about to leave the building like that," He added in an attempt to break the awkward silence.
"She's downstairs," Willow questioned softly and Giles nodded. "Can I go down there and see her?" Giles nodded before turning on his heel to leave and once again Willow and I were alone. "Are you going to come with me and apologize or not?" Willow asked venomously. I shook my head.
"There is no way I'm going to go down there and tell her I'm sorry for what I did! She had it coming to her," Willow was really pressing me here and it was making me angry. "I NEVER want to see that bitch on this continent again!" I yelled angrily. "Make sure you tell your girlfriend that," I added before making to storm off. Willow stopped me by grabbing my arm and I turned and glared at her. "What the hell do you want now?" I growled, anger rising in my voice.
"How many times am I going to have to tell you she's not my girlfriend?" Willow asked softly. I looked deep into her eyes when she said that and I realized that she really did love me. "What did she do to get you so pissed off?" Willow added after a few moments of comfortable silence.
"You mean besides coming at me with a knife," I began. "Trying to say I can't please my girlfriend wasn't really helping her bleeding problem you know," I added softly. Willow smirked after that.
"Yeah then you two would have something in common that way," Willow said with a laugh. "Kennedy definitely can't please a woman, so she's not one to be talking," Willow said teasingly. "She's just jealous that I got a beautiful woman that knows what she's doing," Willow said before grabbing my lips in a mind blowing kiss. I smiled against her lips and continued kissing her until breathing took priority.
"Do you really mean that?" I asked still feeling slightly unsure of myself. Willow nodded assuring me that she was happy with our relationship and I smiled and grabbed her lips to mine. We backed up towards the desk and I felt my ass hit the hard surface. I slid the lone laptop off to the side and it conveniently landed on my desk chair. "You gonna have your way with me on the desk," I whispered seductively in her ear after our lips parted.
"Unless you have a better idea," She replied, lying me down. I smiled up at her as she lent down to kiss me, but I quickly pulled away.
"I do have a better idea," I whispered as I flipped our positions. "I'm going to have my way with you on the desk," I added with a smirk before lowering my lips to hers and kissing her roughly, quickly allowing our tongues to meet in a gentle dance. I had forgotten about the coffee and bag of lunch that Willow had placed on my desk until I felt a searing hot pain on my hand as some of the coffee spilled from the opening in the cup. I began to scream in pain and run around the room in circles with the feeling that my hand was on fire and Willow somehow managed to grab me.
"Baby it'll be okay come on," She said softly and I followed her out of my office and to the small bathroom that was on the other side of the corridor. She ran my hand under some cool water which helped in relieving the burning pain. "You are such a baby sometimes," She whispered as she grabbed my hand and held it in hers and led me back into my office where our lunch had been left waiting. I smiled as she made an attempt to feed me my lunch and pour a little bit of coffee down my throat which created a feeling of complete warmth that overwhelmed my being. She was treating me like a baby since I had been behaving like one, but rather than be insulted I chose to take advantage of the affection I was receiving.
She felt so good just holding my hand in hers and I felt loved as she just held me tight in her arms and rubbed my hand softly. I laid my head on her shoulder and dozed off there. When I awoke her arms were wrapped around me and we were on the couch with the blanket from my closet wrapped around us. Willow felt me stir and wrapped her arms a little tighter around me.
"How does your hand feel Sweetie?" She asked and I realized that I no longer felt that burning pain; I took a chance to look at it and saw that it was a little pink but otherwise okay.
"It feels much better," I responded. Willow began leaving a trail of gentle kisses along my throat and I let out a soft sigh. "That feels so good Baby," I mumbled in my content. Her tongue felt incredibly good as it left a wet trail along my collarbone. I smiled as she continued to kiss and lick me. I eventually dozed off into a blissful sleep.