Chapter Two - I Think I've Got A Problem
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"Ooh, this could be messy
But you don't seem to mind…"
Alanis Morissette, Hands Clean
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Faith awoke to feeling her hair being gently combed through by someone's fingers, massaging her head softly. Her body was so satisfied and she'd had the best night's sleep of her life, no doubt due to Buffy's presence. It was so different to anything else she had experienced; she would sleep with random men, not remembering or even caring about their names. The closest she'd ever come to spending a pleasurable night with someone was Wood, but she knew in her heart that she was using him as a replacement for something else. And now she had what she wanted. And nothing could feel better.
Faith turned in her bed to face Buffy who was looking as happy as she felt. "Morning…" She said slowly. She'd assumed by the action of stroking her hair, Buffy wasn't ashamed at what they had done, but she wasn't sure how to approach the situation having never spent a night like that before.
"Morning." Buffy replied with a grin the size that Faith had never seen before.
Faith cleared her throat as Buffy moved closer, resting her head on her shoulder. "You and me…" She began and Buffy's head snapped back with a worried face. "No, I don't mean-" Faith said not wanting Buffy to think that she wanted to call the whole thing off. "Last night was the best time of my life." She said honestly and Buffy's face light up, almost like a child. She leant forward, within inches of Faith's face,
"Me too." She whispered kissing Faith gently, her simple actions more than words could ever say. As much as she was loathed to pull away, Faith felt that she should. She wanted an answer to a question, but she wasn't sure whether Buffy could give it. "What?"
"Buffy…" She looked at her lover, she thought giddily, "I don't want this to be a one night thing." She paused wondering if Buffy understood, "Do you get me?"
Buffy leaned back, falling into the pillow. She didn't know what to say. It would be a dramatic change for her. For both of them. They'd only become friends again in the past seven months, and now they were committing themselves to a relationship? But, Buffy thought rationally, wasn't that was she was hoping when she kissed Faith last night? She wanted it to be a relationship, not a quick fumble under the covers to be forgotten about.
Buffy sat up in bed, bringing Faith up with her. She reached for Faith's hands in a move to reassure her. "I get you." She said simply, "And I don't want this…" She gripped Faith's hand tighter, "To be anything less than a relationship. It's too important to me. *You're* too important to me to do anything else."
Faith laughed, the happiness in her heart couldn't be disguised. She pushed her hair back behind her shoulders and leaned forward into Buffy's embrace. Yes, this was going to be a very good day.
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Breakfast had been an amusement. Dawn sat reading the local newspaper, chattering away about some "heinous" fashion mistake her teacher wore the day before, not noticing that Faith and Buffy hadn't broken their eye to eye gaze for fifteen minutes. If Faith wasn't so goddamn pleased, she would've worried that she was going soft. They were both leaning on the table, mirroring each others positions, their morning coffee untouched. Faith was too excited to do anything but gaze into Buffy's eyes.
Buffy had called in sick to work, and they were going to spend the day together in town. They weren't sure what they were going to do; maybe some shopping, catch a film or eat some food, but what was important to them was that they were together.
Faith stood at the edge of the shop, waiting for Buffy to emerge from the changing rooms where she was trying on a variety of new clothes that "she needed for work" although Faith wasn't wholly convinced but who was she to tell?
The curtain opened and Faith walked over, making a whistling sound to which Buffy bowed and blushed at the same time. She was wearing a tight pair jeans and a scarlet coloured sweater. "You like?" She asked with a grin, the simple ability to go shopping with her *girlfriend*, she thought with glee, making her happy inside.
"I like," Faith replied, nearing the cubicle and kissed her lightly on the nose. Buffy pretended to be less than happy with her actions, but it wasn't working and she practically giggled. It was a long time since she remembered being so happy that she giggled for no reason at all.
After another ten minutes of Buffy deliberating over which shoes to buy, they left the shop weighed down with a few extra bags and they walked along the mall past various shops. They passed by the coffee shop where Kennedy worked part time; they would have gone inside to see her in any other circumstances but they didn't want their time together to be cut short, having to revert back to being friends and roommates. They walked past, arm in arm unaware that Willow was sitting in the window and frowned at their behaviour and that they didn't stop by.
Nodding to Kennedy to alert her that she'd be back in a minute, she exited the small coffee shop and just saw Faith drag a laughing Buffy down a concealed alleyway. Moving to a better vantage point due to her insatiable curiosity, she almost fainted when she saw Faith pressed against the wall and Buffy with her hands on either side of Faith's face and making out with her like crazy.
Willow moved instantly, just in case they spotted her. Walking back to the coffee shop, she knew that she'd seen something between the pair increasing in depth since they started living together but Willow never thought they'd act on it. Par t of her was angry at Buffy for getting involved with such a destructive character but she could never remember when Buffy looked so happy as when Faith was in her company. And she looked pretty darn happy as they exited the alleyway a few seconds later; she recognised that expression that Buffy wore…it was the familiar "I've fallen in love" face.
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Three weeks passed since Buffy and Faith spent the night together, finally revealing their true feelings for each other. And she'd spent the night in Faith's bed every day since. Her ceiling couldn't be fixed for another few weeks, something that she was rather grateful for giving her an extra reason to sleep in Faith's room. Their relationship progressed in leaps and bounds, already knowing that they had something important together that they were going to treasure.
They'd avoided telling their friends, especially Dawn for fear of their reactions. Buffy had wanted to tell the world about what she'd found with Faith, a new lease of life and love, but Faith had calmed her down, worrying that she could lose all her friends. She wanted Buffy to be sure of what she was committing herself to, caring more about Buffy than she had for anyone and she'd rather sacrificed her need to be with Buffy than she lose all her friends and her sister.
"Whatcha thinking about?" Buffy asked rousing Faith out of her daydream. They were laying in bed together in the early hours of Saturday morning, one of the few occasions when Buffy didn't have to work and when Dawn was watching cartoons and wouldn't bother them.
"Anya and Xander's wedding." She replied. The pair had finally set a date for the coming Thursday. The short notice was due to the fact that they wanted to hold the ceremony in a building that was due to be demolished in two weeks and it was either then or nothing. So they'd gone with then and Anya was running around like a headless chicken trying to sort out the arrangements.
"What about it?" Buffy looked up from her resting place on Faith's stomach.
Faith took a deep breath, "I want to go as your guest."
Buffy smiled with intrigue, lifting her head off her girlfriend's stomach and sitting up in bed. "Really?"
Faith nodded slowly, "I know I said that we shouldn't tell anyone…but it's killing me. I just want them to know and I think sooner the better." She smiled at the end, knowing it opposed everything she'd been saying for the last three weeks.
"Changed your mind pretty quick." Buffy commented, turning round in bed and leaning her head on Faith's.
"Yeah, well I don't want any of Xander's builder friends hitting on you." Faith grimaced just thinking about it. "I want everyone to know you're mine."
Buffy wiggled down, taking her face level with Faith's, "You got that right…." She smiled impishly and kissed Faith passionately, bringing the covers over their writhing, giggling bodies.
*
Six friends sat at the bar, each sipping their own drinks with multi-coloured straws poking out and suspicious looking umbrellas with fruit on the end. The building in which they sat was beautiful and Buffy understood why Xander and Anya didn't want to wait and lose this place. The happy couple swirled around the dance floor, with admiring glances from their friends. Instead of the enormous wedding before, they chose guests selectively with most of Xander and Anya's relatives being "accidentally forgotten in the rush".
The married couple's first song ended, and Xander looked like the cat that had got the cream, keeping his arm firmly around Anya's waist not wanting to let her go, proud of himself for having the guts to marry the woman he loved and proud of *her* for letting him have another chance.
Giles offered a hand to Dawn to dance, which she accepted, putting down her soda on the bar and walking into the middle of the dancefloor along with others who were braving the embarrassment of public dancing. Willow and Kennedy paired off a few seconds later, giving Buffy and Faith an apologetic look but Faith was sure she saw something in Willow's eyes that revealed she knew more than she was letting on.
"Finally…" Buffy breathed after the last two had left the bar to dance and Faith smiled leaning closer to her girlfriend, her lips meeting Buffy's ear dangerously.
"Dance with me?" She said, her voice travelling all the way down Buffy's spine, tingling her all the way. She was about to answer when she saw a man standing in front of the pair; she recognised him, probably from when she visited Xander occasionally at work. He wore an expectant smile and held out a hand towards Buffy. Faith sat back in her chair with an almost inaudible sigh.
"Buffy right?" The man asked, "The name's Martin. Do a guy a favour and come up and there and dance?" He said putting on a lost puppy dog face. Buffy swallowed looking at Faith who was sipping her drink with a less than favourable glare at Martin. *If looks could kill…* She thought. "Faith, is that OK?" Buffy asked hoping that she would have some kind of excuse. Instead she just shrugged, momentarily pulling her glass way from her lips.
"Do whatever you want, B." She said non-commitally. Buffy turned to Martin and smiled uneasily.
"Sure, why not?" She said, promptly being dragged towards the dance floor. She could feel the heat in Faith's eyes as Martin placed his arm intimately round Buffy's waist.
After a minute of dancing, Buffy had decided Martin was an alright kinda guy. He certainly didn't deserve the venom that Faith was visually sending their way, but he wasn't anywhere near Buffy's tastes; her tastes had recently changed to a gorgeous, brown haired, brown eyed Slayer with a kick-ass attitude. And frankly, Martin wasn't in the same sport let alone the same league.
As the next song started, significantly slower than the previous one, Martin decided to pull Buffy closer to him, their bodies practically bonded together. Faith, it seemed, was not a happy bunny. With a last look over towards her *girlfriend*, she thought with a sad mental sigh, she knew she should leave.
Her happiness had lasted long enough; she didn't deserve someone as amazing as Buffy and she never would. She'd seen the other available opportunities and decided that maybe Faith was nice enough, but wasn't what she wanted.
*I can deal with that, right?* Faith thought and then groaned almost instantly; of course she couldn't. Maybe she needed to move out, shack up with Red and Kennedy for a few days before she found her own place. Sure, she'd miss Peanut and she'd think about Buffy 24/7 but she couldn't live there…not now.
Sipping the last of her drink, she got up from her stall, nodded to the bartender and walked to the edge of the dancefloor. Buffy, noticing Faith's unease, broke away from Martin and walked over to her fellow Slayer. "What's wrong?" Buffy asked, reaching to touch Faith's arm but Faith pulled away.
"I think I should leave." She said simply. She couldn't stay and watch…
"What? Why?" Buffy said, bemused.
"You and builder man over there…" She gestured towards Martin who was looking impatient. "…I should leave you to it…" She turned away but Buffy pulled on her arm turning her back round, their actions gradually gaining attention from the other wedding guests.
"I'm not interested in him…" Buffy said quietly, frowning at the eyes that were staring her way.
"B, don't lie to yourself, OK?" Faith said, looking down at the ground in a moment of vulnerability and then looking up again with more confidence, "You don't have to pretend that what we had is what you want anymore." Faith sighed, "It was fun for a few weeks, I know. Obviously I thought this was going further than you."
Buffy's mouth gaped open, "I just danced with the guy!" She practically shouted, the movements of the guests ceasing to look at the pair, now only the slow music and muttered whispers about what was going on between the two women filled the hall, "Can't you see that you're being totally irrational?"
Faith swallowed deeply, "B, I'm gonna go to a motel or something…find another place ASAP." Buffy rubbed her head in frustration.
"Faith, don't do this….you're taking this way out of proportion…" Buffy replied, trying to convince her lover to stay.
Faith gripped Buffy's hand momentarily, her heart breaking silently, still with the attentions of everyone on them, "I'll see you around B."
She turned, walking towards the door. Buffy could see her hand raise to her face, an action which she presumed was Faith wiping her eyes. *Maybe she still felt something…* Buffy thought hopefully. "Where are you going to go?" She shouted out and Faith carried on walking.
"Why do you care?" She shouted almost venomously without looking back. For once in her life, she'd let herself love someone. And this was what happened. She was never making the same mistake again, that was for sure.
"Because I love you!" Buffy shouted out, gaining the quiet yet audible gasps of the guests. Her words stopped Faith in her tracks, and she slowly turned around.
"Well I love you too!" She shouted in the same desperate tone as Buffy. Both of them walked slowly to each other, meeting in the mass of tables and chairs that adorned the full room. Buffy didn't care whether Willow thought she was doing the right thing, or whether Giles thought she was foolish…all she knew was that Faith loved her. That's all she needed.
Buffy reached for Faith's hands, gripping them tightly in her own. "I love you…" She whispered again and Faith instinctively leant her forehead against Buffy's on the sound of the revelation, their breath merging together.
"I love you B." Faith mirrored Buffy's words softly. And oh, how she meant them…. Their lips met gently, still unaware or just not caring about the eyes that were watching them. Pulling apart reluctantly, partly from the need to breathe and partly through wanting to tell each other what they felt, their emotions flooding their bodies. Leaning her forehead against Buffy's again, she whispered quietly, "I think I've got a problem…"
"What's that?" Buffy whispered, panting slightly.
"I'm madly, insanely, crazily in love with this ex-Slayer I know."
Buffy smiled, "Then I think we've both got a problem."
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*All the dreams I held in my heart
Had suddenly come true…
Cause baby when I'm walking with you now
My eyes are so wide
Like you reached right into my head
And turned on the light inside*
David Gray, Be Mine
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Comments welcome! I hope you liked!
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"Ooh, this could be messy
But you don't seem to mind…"
Alanis Morissette, Hands Clean
*
Faith awoke to feeling her hair being gently combed through by someone's fingers, massaging her head softly. Her body was so satisfied and she'd had the best night's sleep of her life, no doubt due to Buffy's presence. It was so different to anything else she had experienced; she would sleep with random men, not remembering or even caring about their names. The closest she'd ever come to spending a pleasurable night with someone was Wood, but she knew in her heart that she was using him as a replacement for something else. And now she had what she wanted. And nothing could feel better.
Faith turned in her bed to face Buffy who was looking as happy as she felt. "Morning…" She said slowly. She'd assumed by the action of stroking her hair, Buffy wasn't ashamed at what they had done, but she wasn't sure how to approach the situation having never spent a night like that before.
"Morning." Buffy replied with a grin the size that Faith had never seen before.
Faith cleared her throat as Buffy moved closer, resting her head on her shoulder. "You and me…" She began and Buffy's head snapped back with a worried face. "No, I don't mean-" Faith said not wanting Buffy to think that she wanted to call the whole thing off. "Last night was the best time of my life." She said honestly and Buffy's face light up, almost like a child. She leant forward, within inches of Faith's face,
"Me too." She whispered kissing Faith gently, her simple actions more than words could ever say. As much as she was loathed to pull away, Faith felt that she should. She wanted an answer to a question, but she wasn't sure whether Buffy could give it. "What?"
"Buffy…" She looked at her lover, she thought giddily, "I don't want this to be a one night thing." She paused wondering if Buffy understood, "Do you get me?"
Buffy leaned back, falling into the pillow. She didn't know what to say. It would be a dramatic change for her. For both of them. They'd only become friends again in the past seven months, and now they were committing themselves to a relationship? But, Buffy thought rationally, wasn't that was she was hoping when she kissed Faith last night? She wanted it to be a relationship, not a quick fumble under the covers to be forgotten about.
Buffy sat up in bed, bringing Faith up with her. She reached for Faith's hands in a move to reassure her. "I get you." She said simply, "And I don't want this…" She gripped Faith's hand tighter, "To be anything less than a relationship. It's too important to me. *You're* too important to me to do anything else."
Faith laughed, the happiness in her heart couldn't be disguised. She pushed her hair back behind her shoulders and leaned forward into Buffy's embrace. Yes, this was going to be a very good day.
*
Breakfast had been an amusement. Dawn sat reading the local newspaper, chattering away about some "heinous" fashion mistake her teacher wore the day before, not noticing that Faith and Buffy hadn't broken their eye to eye gaze for fifteen minutes. If Faith wasn't so goddamn pleased, she would've worried that she was going soft. They were both leaning on the table, mirroring each others positions, their morning coffee untouched. Faith was too excited to do anything but gaze into Buffy's eyes.
Buffy had called in sick to work, and they were going to spend the day together in town. They weren't sure what they were going to do; maybe some shopping, catch a film or eat some food, but what was important to them was that they were together.
Faith stood at the edge of the shop, waiting for Buffy to emerge from the changing rooms where she was trying on a variety of new clothes that "she needed for work" although Faith wasn't wholly convinced but who was she to tell?
The curtain opened and Faith walked over, making a whistling sound to which Buffy bowed and blushed at the same time. She was wearing a tight pair jeans and a scarlet coloured sweater. "You like?" She asked with a grin, the simple ability to go shopping with her *girlfriend*, she thought with glee, making her happy inside.
"I like," Faith replied, nearing the cubicle and kissed her lightly on the nose. Buffy pretended to be less than happy with her actions, but it wasn't working and she practically giggled. It was a long time since she remembered being so happy that she giggled for no reason at all.
After another ten minutes of Buffy deliberating over which shoes to buy, they left the shop weighed down with a few extra bags and they walked along the mall past various shops. They passed by the coffee shop where Kennedy worked part time; they would have gone inside to see her in any other circumstances but they didn't want their time together to be cut short, having to revert back to being friends and roommates. They walked past, arm in arm unaware that Willow was sitting in the window and frowned at their behaviour and that they didn't stop by.
Nodding to Kennedy to alert her that she'd be back in a minute, she exited the small coffee shop and just saw Faith drag a laughing Buffy down a concealed alleyway. Moving to a better vantage point due to her insatiable curiosity, she almost fainted when she saw Faith pressed against the wall and Buffy with her hands on either side of Faith's face and making out with her like crazy.
Willow moved instantly, just in case they spotted her. Walking back to the coffee shop, she knew that she'd seen something between the pair increasing in depth since they started living together but Willow never thought they'd act on it. Par t of her was angry at Buffy for getting involved with such a destructive character but she could never remember when Buffy looked so happy as when Faith was in her company. And she looked pretty darn happy as they exited the alleyway a few seconds later; she recognised that expression that Buffy wore…it was the familiar "I've fallen in love" face.
*
Three weeks passed since Buffy and Faith spent the night together, finally revealing their true feelings for each other. And she'd spent the night in Faith's bed every day since. Her ceiling couldn't be fixed for another few weeks, something that she was rather grateful for giving her an extra reason to sleep in Faith's room. Their relationship progressed in leaps and bounds, already knowing that they had something important together that they were going to treasure.
They'd avoided telling their friends, especially Dawn for fear of their reactions. Buffy had wanted to tell the world about what she'd found with Faith, a new lease of life and love, but Faith had calmed her down, worrying that she could lose all her friends. She wanted Buffy to be sure of what she was committing herself to, caring more about Buffy than she had for anyone and she'd rather sacrificed her need to be with Buffy than she lose all her friends and her sister.
"Whatcha thinking about?" Buffy asked rousing Faith out of her daydream. They were laying in bed together in the early hours of Saturday morning, one of the few occasions when Buffy didn't have to work and when Dawn was watching cartoons and wouldn't bother them.
"Anya and Xander's wedding." She replied. The pair had finally set a date for the coming Thursday. The short notice was due to the fact that they wanted to hold the ceremony in a building that was due to be demolished in two weeks and it was either then or nothing. So they'd gone with then and Anya was running around like a headless chicken trying to sort out the arrangements.
"What about it?" Buffy looked up from her resting place on Faith's stomach.
Faith took a deep breath, "I want to go as your guest."
Buffy smiled with intrigue, lifting her head off her girlfriend's stomach and sitting up in bed. "Really?"
Faith nodded slowly, "I know I said that we shouldn't tell anyone…but it's killing me. I just want them to know and I think sooner the better." She smiled at the end, knowing it opposed everything she'd been saying for the last three weeks.
"Changed your mind pretty quick." Buffy commented, turning round in bed and leaning her head on Faith's.
"Yeah, well I don't want any of Xander's builder friends hitting on you." Faith grimaced just thinking about it. "I want everyone to know you're mine."
Buffy wiggled down, taking her face level with Faith's, "You got that right…." She smiled impishly and kissed Faith passionately, bringing the covers over their writhing, giggling bodies.
*
Six friends sat at the bar, each sipping their own drinks with multi-coloured straws poking out and suspicious looking umbrellas with fruit on the end. The building in which they sat was beautiful and Buffy understood why Xander and Anya didn't want to wait and lose this place. The happy couple swirled around the dance floor, with admiring glances from their friends. Instead of the enormous wedding before, they chose guests selectively with most of Xander and Anya's relatives being "accidentally forgotten in the rush".
The married couple's first song ended, and Xander looked like the cat that had got the cream, keeping his arm firmly around Anya's waist not wanting to let her go, proud of himself for having the guts to marry the woman he loved and proud of *her* for letting him have another chance.
Giles offered a hand to Dawn to dance, which she accepted, putting down her soda on the bar and walking into the middle of the dancefloor along with others who were braving the embarrassment of public dancing. Willow and Kennedy paired off a few seconds later, giving Buffy and Faith an apologetic look but Faith was sure she saw something in Willow's eyes that revealed she knew more than she was letting on.
"Finally…" Buffy breathed after the last two had left the bar to dance and Faith smiled leaning closer to her girlfriend, her lips meeting Buffy's ear dangerously.
"Dance with me?" She said, her voice travelling all the way down Buffy's spine, tingling her all the way. She was about to answer when she saw a man standing in front of the pair; she recognised him, probably from when she visited Xander occasionally at work. He wore an expectant smile and held out a hand towards Buffy. Faith sat back in her chair with an almost inaudible sigh.
"Buffy right?" The man asked, "The name's Martin. Do a guy a favour and come up and there and dance?" He said putting on a lost puppy dog face. Buffy swallowed looking at Faith who was sipping her drink with a less than favourable glare at Martin. *If looks could kill…* She thought. "Faith, is that OK?" Buffy asked hoping that she would have some kind of excuse. Instead she just shrugged, momentarily pulling her glass way from her lips.
"Do whatever you want, B." She said non-commitally. Buffy turned to Martin and smiled uneasily.
"Sure, why not?" She said, promptly being dragged towards the dance floor. She could feel the heat in Faith's eyes as Martin placed his arm intimately round Buffy's waist.
After a minute of dancing, Buffy had decided Martin was an alright kinda guy. He certainly didn't deserve the venom that Faith was visually sending their way, but he wasn't anywhere near Buffy's tastes; her tastes had recently changed to a gorgeous, brown haired, brown eyed Slayer with a kick-ass attitude. And frankly, Martin wasn't in the same sport let alone the same league.
As the next song started, significantly slower than the previous one, Martin decided to pull Buffy closer to him, their bodies practically bonded together. Faith, it seemed, was not a happy bunny. With a last look over towards her *girlfriend*, she thought with a sad mental sigh, she knew she should leave.
Her happiness had lasted long enough; she didn't deserve someone as amazing as Buffy and she never would. She'd seen the other available opportunities and decided that maybe Faith was nice enough, but wasn't what she wanted.
*I can deal with that, right?* Faith thought and then groaned almost instantly; of course she couldn't. Maybe she needed to move out, shack up with Red and Kennedy for a few days before she found her own place. Sure, she'd miss Peanut and she'd think about Buffy 24/7 but she couldn't live there…not now.
Sipping the last of her drink, she got up from her stall, nodded to the bartender and walked to the edge of the dancefloor. Buffy, noticing Faith's unease, broke away from Martin and walked over to her fellow Slayer. "What's wrong?" Buffy asked, reaching to touch Faith's arm but Faith pulled away.
"I think I should leave." She said simply. She couldn't stay and watch…
"What? Why?" Buffy said, bemused.
"You and builder man over there…" She gestured towards Martin who was looking impatient. "…I should leave you to it…" She turned away but Buffy pulled on her arm turning her back round, their actions gradually gaining attention from the other wedding guests.
"I'm not interested in him…" Buffy said quietly, frowning at the eyes that were staring her way.
"B, don't lie to yourself, OK?" Faith said, looking down at the ground in a moment of vulnerability and then looking up again with more confidence, "You don't have to pretend that what we had is what you want anymore." Faith sighed, "It was fun for a few weeks, I know. Obviously I thought this was going further than you."
Buffy's mouth gaped open, "I just danced with the guy!" She practically shouted, the movements of the guests ceasing to look at the pair, now only the slow music and muttered whispers about what was going on between the two women filled the hall, "Can't you see that you're being totally irrational?"
Faith swallowed deeply, "B, I'm gonna go to a motel or something…find another place ASAP." Buffy rubbed her head in frustration.
"Faith, don't do this….you're taking this way out of proportion…" Buffy replied, trying to convince her lover to stay.
Faith gripped Buffy's hand momentarily, her heart breaking silently, still with the attentions of everyone on them, "I'll see you around B."
She turned, walking towards the door. Buffy could see her hand raise to her face, an action which she presumed was Faith wiping her eyes. *Maybe she still felt something…* Buffy thought hopefully. "Where are you going to go?" She shouted out and Faith carried on walking.
"Why do you care?" She shouted almost venomously without looking back. For once in her life, she'd let herself love someone. And this was what happened. She was never making the same mistake again, that was for sure.
"Because I love you!" Buffy shouted out, gaining the quiet yet audible gasps of the guests. Her words stopped Faith in her tracks, and she slowly turned around.
"Well I love you too!" She shouted in the same desperate tone as Buffy. Both of them walked slowly to each other, meeting in the mass of tables and chairs that adorned the full room. Buffy didn't care whether Willow thought she was doing the right thing, or whether Giles thought she was foolish…all she knew was that Faith loved her. That's all she needed.
Buffy reached for Faith's hands, gripping them tightly in her own. "I love you…" She whispered again and Faith instinctively leant her forehead against Buffy's on the sound of the revelation, their breath merging together.
"I love you B." Faith mirrored Buffy's words softly. And oh, how she meant them…. Their lips met gently, still unaware or just not caring about the eyes that were watching them. Pulling apart reluctantly, partly from the need to breathe and partly through wanting to tell each other what they felt, their emotions flooding their bodies. Leaning her forehead against Buffy's again, she whispered quietly, "I think I've got a problem…"
"What's that?" Buffy whispered, panting slightly.
"I'm madly, insanely, crazily in love with this ex-Slayer I know."
Buffy smiled, "Then I think we've both got a problem."
*
*All the dreams I held in my heart
Had suddenly come true…
Cause baby when I'm walking with you now
My eyes are so wide
Like you reached right into my head
And turned on the light inside*
David Gray, Be Mine
*
Comments welcome! I hope you liked!