A/N: Hey. Here is Chapter two. Again, I don't care about reviews. I'll continue writing this story as long as I have ideas, or it is unfinished, which means it could be a little while longer. I know, even if you don't review, some of you are reading this story. Thanks to you, as even if I never know, your reading makes writing this even that much more satisfying.

Note for this chapter: I've decided to change the OMWF songs. Various professional recording artists now make them all. I recommend listening to them while reading it, as it gives it more feeling, I find. Just before the beginning of the songs, I will put a note with the performer(s) name(s) and the title. This chapter doesn't have any actual lyrics written, but I gaurentee next chapter will. Just as in the 'real thing', the Buffy characters will sing different parts in songs, though some will have their own songs, too.


Spoilers: Read chapter 1's spoiler alert. Beyond a couple minor spoilers for "Once More With Feeling", there's nothing more spoiled.

Disclaimer: I don't think Joss et al. is dumb enough to waste his time on some lowly creature having fun with his world that he so obviously messed up, so I'm not going to say anything to save me from that. However, because I respect the owners of the site, I'd just like to mention that I got some of my information for this story, and in the first chapter, from www.buffyworld.com/. Thank you guys for your wonderful transcripts, even if the fight descriptions suck! :) Also, none of the songs here belong to me. All belong to their designated owners.

Quick legend: this means thoughts (all Tara's)





I'm The Teacher, You're The Student

Chapter 2: Never Again, With Feeling - Part 1

By: David Armstrong AKA Leafsdude






The oddest thing happened that night.

Tara woke herself up by singing. How weird is that? Quickly noticing that Willow was singing in her sleep, Tara quickly woke her up, as she willed herself to stop singing.

A frown quickly replaced Willow's sleepy smile and filled her face. Now just humming the ending of her song, Willow opened her mouth, half expecting another screech that was suppose to pass for singing, to flow out. Relieved when she talked normally, she wondered out loud; "What was that?"

Trying to figure out a cause for this that was at least relatively normal for a Hellmouth, she was finding it hard to find something that was at least passable. Maybe we were dreaming that we were singing. But then again, I never forget dreams, and I don't talk in my sleep, let alone sing.

Deciding that it might be best to just head back to sleep, Willow and Tara quickly drifted back to a dreamless snooze.





In the morning, Willow and Tara got right to work, forgetting all about the early morning wakeup call. Tara decided to start by calling into the Magic Shop to see if she and Willow could get a day off. Deciding that it would be best to start with a simple lesson, on which Willow readily agreed to, and seemed almost excited about, Tara believed it would be best to stay away from the others.

We're enough of a distraction to each other. Don't need Xander and Anya adding to it. If there's anything I know about that pair, it's that they sure like to talk.

Willow, wanting an authentic schoolroom feel to the first lesson, was enthusiastically looking for a couple of small, 4-legged chairs to sit on. Entering the room with her new prize, Willow quickly sat down and waited for Tara to settle her nerves.

For the first time in a while, Tara was not on edge because of Willow, but rather because of herself. She had never taught anyone anything, and though she had her own lessons way back when, she still didn't know exactly how to approach it. Willow's so much different then me. I can't use the same lessons. Gonna have to improvise, oh bright one, she tried to encourage herself.

Deciding using history to start her lesson, Tara started slowly.

"I'm sure Giles already has mentioned this somewhere, seeing as both Wicca's and Watchers believe history is the most important lesson to learn, but I figure it doesn't hurt to re-iterate it. This world was first inhabited by demons, believed to be pure and complete. It was never a molten rock of lav-What?"

Once Tara had said the word 'rock', Willow started chuckling, and was now in a full out fit of laughter. Unsure of what had gotten into her, Tara was suddenly feeling self-conscious.

"What?" she questioned again. "Did I say something wrong?"

Quickly stifling her laughter, Willow replied through her stubborn chuckles. "No. It's not you." She paused as she couldn't help but start laughing again. Wondering how long she could go without having her sides burst, Tara was also starting to get concerned for Willow's sanity.

"It just," Willow managed through a couple more giggles, "when Giles explained it, he called it a 'paradise'," she explained before finally calming herself. "Funny how the two different groups describe it so differently."

"Mind if I continue," Tara said, thinking Willow might want a couple more seconds to recompose herself. Besides, it was fun acting impatient, even if she would have waited forever with Willow to complete this lesson. I can't believe she's changed so much in the past few hours, Tara mused. I hope she will accept and obey what I have to tell her after this.

"By all means," Willow said, seeing right through Tara's impatience. "I surely won't stop you."

Putting what Willow had previously termed as Tara's 'Teacher face' while they practiced magicks back in their dorms, Tara continued. "Well, I know he'd told you about how vampires were created and how they have walked the Earth since, unless you burst out in laughter then, too." After pausing for effect, and to give Willow a look, she continued again. "But, I'm sure he didn't tell you anything more beyond what Wicca's term 'the bite'."

Now extremely interested, Willow couldn't help but repeat Tara's words. "The bite? Yes, I guess he mentioned that. There's more than just a simple bite?"

Giving a slight nod, Tara continued. "Yes. The bite was a small part in a bigger story. It-" The phone ringing broke off the sentence, and despite her thirst for knowledge, Willow jumped up to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Willow, come to the Magic Box. Bring Tara and hurry!"

Surprised at Buffy's urgency and the sudden dial tone that rang in her ear, Willow took a while before realizing that something was up. Going to grab her coat, she shouted back to Tara.

"That was Buffy, Tara. Something's up, so she wants us to go to the magic shop." Willow spoke the last words with a bit of a downcast tone. "Damn, now I have to wait longer to hear this story. I love Story Time with Tara." Tara saw Willow's wide grin as she rounded the corner.

Giving a short chuckle and quick kiss, Tara headed to pick up a sweater to keep herself warm in the early morning breeze.

As they headed out the door, Tara realized that she would have to give her order before she finished her story. Stopping Willow, she spoke up. "Willow, I have to tell you something first. Well, a couple things. First off, I'm so proud of you. Thank you for letting me do this. I don't know what I would have done if you didn't."

Beaming, Willow just nodded. Suddenly getting her curious, knowledge-needing expression, she spoke up. "And the second thing?"

"I know you might object, but I need you to do this. I need you to hold off the magic for a little while. Of course, if it's desperate, you can go ahead, but please, unless it's completely necessary, and I mean life-or-death necessary, I don't want you doing anything."

Despite a slight pout on her face, Willow slowly nodded.

As they walked towards the Magic Box, Willow suddenly got a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Nothing?" She said, oh so innocently.

Realizing the hidden meaning behind the phrase, Tara blushed. Ah, where's the hurt in that?. "I did say 'life-or-death', didn't I?"





As they entered the Magic Box, the scowl on Xander's face made it pretty obvious that something was going on.

"I sure as hell don't wanna do that again!" He exclaimed, nearly knocking Willow and Tara right back out the front door.

After recomposing herself, Tara asked, "Do what?"

"You don't-" Xander began.

"There's been a recent 'singing bug' going around recently," Giles jumped in to explain, almost to hastily.

Looking at each other, Willow and Tara spoke in unison; "Last night!"

Giles looked curiously at the pair, taking off his glasses to clean them. "Care to explain?"

"Well, last night, I woke myself up singing," Tara replied, blushing.

"It was beautiful, if I don't say so myself. Lucky, all I did was screech a couple words and then hum a little." Willow added with a little bit of a scowl.

"What was the song about?" Giles inquired.

"Umm, laundry, was it?" Blushing as she recalled what they actually had sung about, Tara looked at her girlfriend pleadingly.

"Yeah, laundry," Willow quickly replied.

"Odd." Came Giles' response.

Realizing that it may be important, Tara spoke up quietly, as she turned beat-red. "Umm, and also, umm…" As she looked away from Giles' stare, hoping he would get it.

"We sung about having sex." Despite the embarrassment that Willow and herself were now feeling, Tara was glad that she just came right out with it…Uh, not literally.

"Well, umm," Giles started out slowly, seemingly choosing his words carefully. "Well, that would, err, make some sense."

Suddenly feeling a little vengeful, Tara spoke up again, feeling rather bold despite everything that had just transpired. "I'm guessing you guys sung about things, too, huh?"

As both Xander and Giles nodded, Tara got a small smile. "And?"

As both of them sighed, Tara knew they had some good blackmail material to share, and she had the perfect reason to get it out of them. "Well, tell, then. If you'll call us both out here away from our important task, you can at least fill us in. How can we help otherwise?"

As they looked at each other, Xander sighed again, and began to fumble to explain. "Well, umm, me and, uh, Anya, sung about pretty much the same thing, and, uh, Anya also sung about vengeance, and I sung about construction, and it was rather horrible-sounding." Xander somehow rambled lowly, but Tara still heard it all. Knowing Giles still had to explain himself, she kept a straight face throughout it. Willow, on the other hand, was really struggling to keep from having a 'Molten Rock' attack hit her again.

As Giles looked up, he took off his glasses, and hastily wiped them. "Well, umm, I was at the Espresso Pump with my acoustic when it happened. Well, I guess it did, anyway. Otherwise, the invisible orchestra and synchronized dancers might pose more of a threat at the moment…" Giles trailed off.

"What exactly did you sing about?" Tara encouraged.

"Umm, well, it wasn't really what I sung about, but what I actually sung. It was, err, an odd rendition of 'Roll Over Beethoven'" (*1)

Despite not knowing the words, Willow and Tara both knew that this was way beyond typical Giles music, and burst out laughing. The visual of synchronized dancers along side him made it even that much funnier.

As they slowly calmed down, Willow and Tara moved towards the books, still chuckling here and there, and sat down to start researching. As Buffy entered, Tara realized that they didn't ask what she sung about.

"What did you sing about, Buff?" Hearing Willow's voice speak what she was thinking spooked Tara slightly, despite the fact that it was becoming a regular occurrence recently.

"She can't remember," Xander mused aloud, obviously a little unbelieving of his own words, and a little unnerved.

"Well, it appears that it's all around town. Remind me to stay away from the dry-cleaners from now on." Buffy said to Giles.

"Check on the drycleaners, Buffster," Xander replied.

"Maybe with all this happening, Dawn might for once be enjoying school." Willow remarked, giving a pointed stare to Buffy. Oblivious, Buffy only looked back for a second before turning to Giles.

"So, anything new?" Buffy asked.

"Well, we know that Xander and Anya aren't the only ones," Giles couldn't help but snicker.

Wow, very good on you, Giles. Got 4 of us in one sentence, Tara thought with half-hearted anger. Giles rarely insulted anyone, but when he did, he usually did a good job at it. Tara knew that none of them could help but be impressed at it, despite normally being the insultees.

It took Buffy a second to realize what Giles was referring to and quickly turned away, looking like she had just run a marathon. Well, maybe 50 marathons without so much as a drop of water.

"Well, any common denominators yet?" Willow asked.

"None really, no." Giles replied. "Though it appears that everyone is singing about whatever they're, ahem, doing or just done, or what they want to do."

"So, we're singing about things we want in the 3 tenses?" Tara thought aloud.

"Wonder what might cause that. It's rather embarrassing. Are there any demons that feed off embarrassment?" Willow rambled.

"Well, the Host, but they don't cast spells to get it." Giles mumbled.

"Hey. You forgot me." Came a new, but familiar voice.





End Of Chapter 2





List of songs used - *1 – Giles sung 'Roll Over Beethoven'. Although I don't know off hand who originally wrote it, I do know the Beatles preformed it. Go here for lyrics to their version:


A/N. Well, I surprised myself. I figured at least a few days, maybe even a week, before I'd finish this chapter, but I once I got to it, I had ideas galore. I already know, obviously, who the familiar voice is, and he's going to become a big part in chapter 3.

Don't think there's much more to explain. Might see another chapter out tomorrow, as my mind is still running wild with ideas at the moment. Wish me luck!