Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns and operates all things Buffy, this is just my
nonchalant attempt to write something Buffy-like.
Summary: Willow and Tara are fighting again, but this time Tara is doing the begging.
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Spoilers: Just pretend Tara never died, and this takes place right after Willow and Tara get back together.
Willow sits on her bed reading a book, while Tara fumbles around in her closet looking for a pair of shoes.
Willow: Whatcha doin?
Tara trips headfirst into her closet, thankfully landing on top of several layers of clothes lying on the floor.
Tara: Um, clothes diving?
Willow: 'looking up from her book' What?
Tara: Nothing, I'm just looking for my sandals. I really need to clean my closet; I think I have things living in here, yea my blouse just moved.
Willow: Well that's not normal. Hold on I think I have something that will help.
Tara: A dust buster and mousetrap?
Willow: Not quite. 'Willow whispers a short spell and all of Tara's clothes are suddenly neat and tidy, and Tara is sitting on the empty floor where all her clothes used to be'
Willow: That is much better!
Tara: Will, I could have just put them away, I thought you weren't going to do magick anymore.
Willow: I thought I'd save you the time, now you can help me, help Buffy with this new super creepy demon we have on the loose.
Tara sighing walks across the room and puts on her coat, then begins walking towards the door.
Willow: Wait, where are you going?
Tara: I can't Willow, I just can't.
Willow: You can't what?!
Tara: I can't stay here, and tempt you. You were doing fine until I came back. You obviously need more time.
Willow: All this over a dirty closet!
Tara: It's not just the closet Willow. You know since I've been back you've been doing spells again.
Willow: Tara, baby, I've been doing the tiniest of tiny spells. I cleaned your closet; yesterday I was bored so I alphabetized your books with a small enchantment, I promise you nothing major!
Tara: 'looking puzzled' I knew my books looked different.
Willow: Come on, you know you don't really want to leave again.
Tara: Of course I don't want to leave, but I can't stay and have you get addicted again.
Willow: I don't think you fully understand the situation, I don't think you want to understand.
Tara: What are you talking about?
Willow: Tara, I can't stop. I did for a while, but now if I don't do small spells every once in awhile I go crazy! I am trying to slowly wean myself off of magick; I just can't do it all at once. I'm sorry, but I can't.
Tara: Well, until you've gotten over it all together, I can't be around you.
Willow: You are such a tease! You come and you go. You think you know what's good for me, but you don't! I know what's good for me. If you can't handle that then maybe we weren't meant to be together.
Tara: We are supposed to be together, I just think some time apart will do us good.
Willow: Tara, we just got done spending time apart! If you expect me to watch you leave and then wait for you to come back when you've decided everything is better, then you're crazy! I won't do it again. It killed me the first time. You know what I went through when Oz left me. 'Tara flinched when she said his name' You're doing the same thing, only multiple times!
Tara: Sweety, calm down. It's really for the best. Magick is addictive, and I don't want anything bad to happen to you.
Willow: The only bad thing that's happened to me lately is having to sit in my room, alone, waiting for you to decide when it was safe to come back.
Tara: It was never a question of safety, but trust. You screwed with my brain Will, you know you did. How could I stick around?!?
Willow: And I got better, but you're still torturing me.
Tara: I don't want to hurt you.
Willow: Then don't leave.
Tara: Are you going to do any more spells?
Willow: Only enough to keep me from going completely insane.
Tara: Then I can't stay.
Willow: God, I don't understand how you can just come and go. If you loved me you wouldn't do this. That's it, you don't love me. Ha, you're like a female player. Heart breaker, happiness taker.
Tara: Ok, now you just sound like Xander.
Willow: Don't bring Xander into this. Besides, Xander is a very intuitive guy.
Tara: Are we talking about the same Xander?
Willow: Listen, Tara if you leave me again, I'm not going to be waiting for you when you decide to come back.
Tara: You're serious?
Willow: Yea, completely.
Tara: Like if I leave the room, I can't come back in?
Willow: I'm not kidding, if you leave this relationship I won't be around when you come back.
Tara: Will, please don't do this.
Willow: You haven't given me any other choice Tara. ..
Summary: Willow and Tara are fighting again, but this time Tara is doing the begging.
Feedback: Love it? Hate it? Think it could be better? Think I should stop while I'm behind? Email me: teasingvixen16@yahoo.com, or write me a review!
Spoilers: Just pretend Tara never died, and this takes place right after Willow and Tara get back together.
Willow sits on her bed reading a book, while Tara fumbles around in her closet looking for a pair of shoes.
Willow: Whatcha doin?
Tara trips headfirst into her closet, thankfully landing on top of several layers of clothes lying on the floor.
Tara: Um, clothes diving?
Willow: 'looking up from her book' What?
Tara: Nothing, I'm just looking for my sandals. I really need to clean my closet; I think I have things living in here, yea my blouse just moved.
Willow: Well that's not normal. Hold on I think I have something that will help.
Tara: A dust buster and mousetrap?
Willow: Not quite. 'Willow whispers a short spell and all of Tara's clothes are suddenly neat and tidy, and Tara is sitting on the empty floor where all her clothes used to be'
Willow: That is much better!
Tara: Will, I could have just put them away, I thought you weren't going to do magick anymore.
Willow: I thought I'd save you the time, now you can help me, help Buffy with this new super creepy demon we have on the loose.
Tara sighing walks across the room and puts on her coat, then begins walking towards the door.
Willow: Wait, where are you going?
Tara: I can't Willow, I just can't.
Willow: You can't what?!
Tara: I can't stay here, and tempt you. You were doing fine until I came back. You obviously need more time.
Willow: All this over a dirty closet!
Tara: It's not just the closet Willow. You know since I've been back you've been doing spells again.
Willow: Tara, baby, I've been doing the tiniest of tiny spells. I cleaned your closet; yesterday I was bored so I alphabetized your books with a small enchantment, I promise you nothing major!
Tara: 'looking puzzled' I knew my books looked different.
Willow: Come on, you know you don't really want to leave again.
Tara: Of course I don't want to leave, but I can't stay and have you get addicted again.
Willow: I don't think you fully understand the situation, I don't think you want to understand.
Tara: What are you talking about?
Willow: Tara, I can't stop. I did for a while, but now if I don't do small spells every once in awhile I go crazy! I am trying to slowly wean myself off of magick; I just can't do it all at once. I'm sorry, but I can't.
Tara: Well, until you've gotten over it all together, I can't be around you.
Willow: You are such a tease! You come and you go. You think you know what's good for me, but you don't! I know what's good for me. If you can't handle that then maybe we weren't meant to be together.
Tara: We are supposed to be together, I just think some time apart will do us good.
Willow: Tara, we just got done spending time apart! If you expect me to watch you leave and then wait for you to come back when you've decided everything is better, then you're crazy! I won't do it again. It killed me the first time. You know what I went through when Oz left me. 'Tara flinched when she said his name' You're doing the same thing, only multiple times!
Tara: Sweety, calm down. It's really for the best. Magick is addictive, and I don't want anything bad to happen to you.
Willow: The only bad thing that's happened to me lately is having to sit in my room, alone, waiting for you to decide when it was safe to come back.
Tara: It was never a question of safety, but trust. You screwed with my brain Will, you know you did. How could I stick around?!?
Willow: And I got better, but you're still torturing me.
Tara: I don't want to hurt you.
Willow: Then don't leave.
Tara: Are you going to do any more spells?
Willow: Only enough to keep me from going completely insane.
Tara: Then I can't stay.
Willow: God, I don't understand how you can just come and go. If you loved me you wouldn't do this. That's it, you don't love me. Ha, you're like a female player. Heart breaker, happiness taker.
Tara: Ok, now you just sound like Xander.
Willow: Don't bring Xander into this. Besides, Xander is a very intuitive guy.
Tara: Are we talking about the same Xander?
Willow: Listen, Tara if you leave me again, I'm not going to be waiting for you when you decide to come back.
Tara: You're serious?
Willow: Yea, completely.
Tara: Like if I leave the room, I can't come back in?
Willow: I'm not kidding, if you leave this relationship I won't be around when you come back.
Tara: Will, please don't do this.
Willow: You haven't given me any other choice Tara. ..