Faith had always been different right from the start. With her "five by
fives" and calling her B, no one got away with calling Buffy that besides
Faith. Buffy hated nicknames ever since Angel turned into Angelus and
called her Buff. She cringed at the thought. No one would even think to
say a nickname. No one but Faith, she had no idea of Buffy's past. And at
first Buffy didn't want to share it with her. Faith had launched into the
group like she belonged with them. Which in a way she did. She was so
enthusiastic about everything. Faith wanted to impress them all with her
stories. She started right off with the stories that would catch the most
interest.
The Bronze. The camera follows a waitress holding a tray of six muffins past the pastry counter and into an alcove where Faith has joined the gang and is relating one of her stories to them.
Faith: The whole summer it was, like, the worst heat wave. So it's about a hundred and eighteen degrees and I'm sleeping without a stitch on.
The waitress sets the tray on a table and leaves.
Faith: And all of a sudden, I hear this screaming from outside. So I go tearing out, stark nude, (Xander looks down at her body, licking his lips) and this church bus has broke down, and there's these three vamps feasting (Buffy listens calmly) on half the Baptists in South Boston. (Willow listens intently) So I waste the vamps, and the preacher comes up, and he's hugging me like there's no tomorrow, when all of a sudden, the cops pull up and they arrested us both.
She reaches for a muffin. Xander stares blankly ahead of himself, trying to picture the scene.
Xander: Wow. They should film that story and show it every Christmas.
Cordelia, sitting next to him with her arms and legs crossed, turns her head to him and gives him a look. Faith tears into the muffin.
Faith: God, I could eat a horse. Isn't it crazy how slayin' just always makes you hungry and horny? (gobbles a piece)
The others all turn their heads to look at Buffy. She stares back wide- eyed and suddenly uncomfortable.
Buffy: Well... Sometimes I-I crave a nonfat yogurt afterwards
But that wasn't true. Buffy had known exactly how Faith felt. Faith knew it, she flashed Buffy a knowing look that went past Willow, Xander and Cordy. Faith and Buffy were two of a kind no matter how much neither of them wanted to admit it. The rush of adrenaline through her body after a good kill. The power coursing through her veins, wanting to do it again and again. Wanting something more. That's how she had ended up with Angel, how he had lost his soul. Also it was how they realized they could never be together that way again. One moment of true happiness would release the evil and rid him of his soul. Buffy had to find her own release elsewhere. Someplace new and different. Someplace she never would have dreamed of.
Buffy backhands the demon Kakistos, landing a hard punch. He swings at her, but she ducks. She stands up and tries to stake him again, but even though the stake goes in deeper this time, it still has no effect on him. Again he grabs her by the head and shoves her back into the wall. Faith recovers from her daze, and sees him looming before her, but looking at Buffy instead of at her.
Kakistos: I guess you need a bigger stake, Slayer! (laughs maniacally)
Faith sees that one of the fallen beams has a broken end. She lifts it up over her shoulder, and before Kakistos can turn his attention back onto her she thrusts the beam through his chest and out his back. He looks down at it and back up at Faith, and then explodes into ashes. Buffy stares in amazement. Faith heaves a few heavy breaths. Buffy pulls the hair back from her face and steps over to Faith, who looks around to make sure nothing else is about to attack. They both look down at the pile of ash left by Kakistos.
Buffy: You hungry?
Faith: Starved.
They both head out of the building.
That was how it started. That simple seemingly innocent question. Faith knew what she really meant. They had went back to Faith's tiny hotel room. For the first time in months she didn't think about Angel once. Faith's touch sent jolts of electricity down her neck. She knew Faith felt the same way just looking at her. From the start Faith had looked at Buffy with lust and was full of sexual innuendos. She constantly asked questions about Buffy's sex life. Buffy didn't like to think about the past, or the future when she was with Faith. With Faith she lived in the now.
Sex with Faith was powerful, filled with lust and want. With Angel it had been soft and tender and romantic. The perfect first time, except for the morning after. With Faith it was completely different. Faith didn't act at all feminine in bed. She took complete control and Buffy was fine with that. She just wanted a good time and a way to release all the entry she had pent up inside of her. Faith was perfect for that.
They were Slayers, filled with repressed energy. Flowing through the bodies. They didn't stop until the first light lit the night sky. Buffy looked at Faith and knew this wasn't going to be a one time thing. It was too good not to do again. Buffy dressed quickly as Faith watched, leering the whole time. Faith rose from the bed without a thing on her and pressed her body hard against Buffy's pushing her up against the door.
"See ya later B." Faith said. Then Buffy was outside under the rising sun. She slowly walked home, her time with Faith racing through her mind. The memories of Faith's body pressed against her still sent tingles up her spine. Buffy sighed heavily still looking at the picture of Faith. She put it next to her and went looking through the photo album for more pictures. She pulled out another one, Faith was leaning over Buffy's shoulder openly leering at Buffy.
Buffy still couldn't believe that no one had any idea about them. After that first time Buffy had snuck through her window as she had done so many times. She took a quick shower and changed into clean clothes. She went to school and Xander, Willow and Cordelia talked to her as if nothing had happen. Xander kept asking questions about Faith. Cordelia voiced her jealous about Xander and Faith, inwardly Buffy shared those feelings. Buffy had found a special relationship with the new Slayer in town. She didn't want to share it. Buffy looked back down at the photo in her hand and her eyes couldn't help but wander down to the vast amount of cleavage Faith liked to show off. Buffy bit her lip trying not to remember anymore. But once she started she couldn't stop.
The Bronze. The camera follows a waitress holding a tray of six muffins past the pastry counter and into an alcove where Faith has joined the gang and is relating one of her stories to them.
Faith: The whole summer it was, like, the worst heat wave. So it's about a hundred and eighteen degrees and I'm sleeping without a stitch on.
The waitress sets the tray on a table and leaves.
Faith: And all of a sudden, I hear this screaming from outside. So I go tearing out, stark nude, (Xander looks down at her body, licking his lips) and this church bus has broke down, and there's these three vamps feasting (Buffy listens calmly) on half the Baptists in South Boston. (Willow listens intently) So I waste the vamps, and the preacher comes up, and he's hugging me like there's no tomorrow, when all of a sudden, the cops pull up and they arrested us both.
She reaches for a muffin. Xander stares blankly ahead of himself, trying to picture the scene.
Xander: Wow. They should film that story and show it every Christmas.
Cordelia, sitting next to him with her arms and legs crossed, turns her head to him and gives him a look. Faith tears into the muffin.
Faith: God, I could eat a horse. Isn't it crazy how slayin' just always makes you hungry and horny? (gobbles a piece)
The others all turn their heads to look at Buffy. She stares back wide- eyed and suddenly uncomfortable.
Buffy: Well... Sometimes I-I crave a nonfat yogurt afterwards
But that wasn't true. Buffy had known exactly how Faith felt. Faith knew it, she flashed Buffy a knowing look that went past Willow, Xander and Cordy. Faith and Buffy were two of a kind no matter how much neither of them wanted to admit it. The rush of adrenaline through her body after a good kill. The power coursing through her veins, wanting to do it again and again. Wanting something more. That's how she had ended up with Angel, how he had lost his soul. Also it was how they realized they could never be together that way again. One moment of true happiness would release the evil and rid him of his soul. Buffy had to find her own release elsewhere. Someplace new and different. Someplace she never would have dreamed of.
Buffy backhands the demon Kakistos, landing a hard punch. He swings at her, but she ducks. She stands up and tries to stake him again, but even though the stake goes in deeper this time, it still has no effect on him. Again he grabs her by the head and shoves her back into the wall. Faith recovers from her daze, and sees him looming before her, but looking at Buffy instead of at her.
Kakistos: I guess you need a bigger stake, Slayer! (laughs maniacally)
Faith sees that one of the fallen beams has a broken end. She lifts it up over her shoulder, and before Kakistos can turn his attention back onto her she thrusts the beam through his chest and out his back. He looks down at it and back up at Faith, and then explodes into ashes. Buffy stares in amazement. Faith heaves a few heavy breaths. Buffy pulls the hair back from her face and steps over to Faith, who looks around to make sure nothing else is about to attack. They both look down at the pile of ash left by Kakistos.
Buffy: You hungry?
Faith: Starved.
They both head out of the building.
That was how it started. That simple seemingly innocent question. Faith knew what she really meant. They had went back to Faith's tiny hotel room. For the first time in months she didn't think about Angel once. Faith's touch sent jolts of electricity down her neck. She knew Faith felt the same way just looking at her. From the start Faith had looked at Buffy with lust and was full of sexual innuendos. She constantly asked questions about Buffy's sex life. Buffy didn't like to think about the past, or the future when she was with Faith. With Faith she lived in the now.
Sex with Faith was powerful, filled with lust and want. With Angel it had been soft and tender and romantic. The perfect first time, except for the morning after. With Faith it was completely different. Faith didn't act at all feminine in bed. She took complete control and Buffy was fine with that. She just wanted a good time and a way to release all the entry she had pent up inside of her. Faith was perfect for that.
They were Slayers, filled with repressed energy. Flowing through the bodies. They didn't stop until the first light lit the night sky. Buffy looked at Faith and knew this wasn't going to be a one time thing. It was too good not to do again. Buffy dressed quickly as Faith watched, leering the whole time. Faith rose from the bed without a thing on her and pressed her body hard against Buffy's pushing her up against the door.
"See ya later B." Faith said. Then Buffy was outside under the rising sun. She slowly walked home, her time with Faith racing through her mind. The memories of Faith's body pressed against her still sent tingles up her spine. Buffy sighed heavily still looking at the picture of Faith. She put it next to her and went looking through the photo album for more pictures. She pulled out another one, Faith was leaning over Buffy's shoulder openly leering at Buffy.
Buffy still couldn't believe that no one had any idea about them. After that first time Buffy had snuck through her window as she had done so many times. She took a quick shower and changed into clean clothes. She went to school and Xander, Willow and Cordelia talked to her as if nothing had happen. Xander kept asking questions about Faith. Cordelia voiced her jealous about Xander and Faith, inwardly Buffy shared those feelings. Buffy had found a special relationship with the new Slayer in town. She didn't want to share it. Buffy looked back down at the photo in her hand and her eyes couldn't help but wander down to the vast amount of cleavage Faith liked to show off. Buffy bit her lip trying not to remember anymore. But once she started she couldn't stop.