AN Not many have reviewed this story, but I still want to continue it. I
don't think it will be too much longer. And on a personal note I want to
invite people to check out my friend's story. His author name is foxgate.
The title is The Pull. It's under Buffy because it is set in the Buffy
world. Just no Buffy characters. All his own and original ones. There is a
story that preceded it based on a series of stories I wrote that I have yet
to post. Also, I've posted an original story on fictionpress.com under my
strange1 name. It is in my own vampire world. Warning though, lesbians are
involved. No pressure to check any of these out, just if you want to read
good stuff, especially my friends, I'd go for it. Well, now with the story.
Weeks had gone by and Willow could not seem to get her mind of from a certain blond. It had to be just the fact that she was a powerful witch and that they shared a connection because of the magicks, right?
She sighed heavily as she made her way to Tara's dorm room yet again. Not from being sad to be there. No, it was because of the confusion. In fact, she was feeling happier when she was around the blond than when she was around Oz. And hence with the big time sighing.
The redhead was on her way there to let Tara in on the whole slayer thing. They had become such close friends that she knew that someday the other would be put in danger over the whole fighting evil thing. And she did not like the thought of her getting hurt. Not one bit.
She slowly knocked on the door. It didn't take long for the blond to answer. She noticed that the girl was wearing a nice pink dress that made her look beautiful beyond words. Her face reddened a little at the thought.
"Hey!" Willow quickly recovered herself. Tara made her way to the bed and sat down. "I know I was kinda cryptic on the phone about what this is about. But we've become such good friends and there is something that you should know about me."
Tara smiled. Her thoughts went to the possibility that Willow was about to confess that she too was gay. "What is it?"
Willow took a deep breath. She remained standing before the blond. "Well, you've met Buffy and the others." Tara nodded. "Well, let's just say that Buffy is different." Now Tara looked confused at her friend. "I know you know that there are strange things out there. After all, magick is real."
"Yeah, things are different than most people realize." Tara still looked a little confused.
"Well, there is one girl in all the world that has the power to fight all those bad things." Willow finally made her way to sit next to the blond. "And that's Buffy. She's what you call a vampire slayer."
"Oh." Tara got really quiet all of a sudden. "She fights demons and other bad stuff?"
"Yeah." Willow nodded. "We've already faced a couple of apocalypses together. And we won, hence the us still being here and all."
Tara smiled at what Willow just said. "Is that all that you wanted to tell me?" The redhead nodded shyly. "Well, that's no big. And to tell you the truth, I thought that there was something different about her. She has the most amazing aura that I've ever seen." Tara quickly began looking at the floor. "Well, besides yours."
Willow could not help but smile at the very nice compliment she had just received. "Again, I'm nothing special. You can say it all you want, but I'm not. I'm just plain ole Willow."
"And that's what makes you very special." Tara's faced again reddened nicely.
"You sound a little like Oz." Willow didn't even mean to say that out loud. She had meant just to think it to herself. Well, now what. This is interesting. "He's always telling me how special I am and stuff."
"You should listen to him. He's very wise." Tara eyed her friend for a moment. "And I know about him."
"What?" Willow looked into those blued eyes of the blond's. "What are you talking about?"
Tara smiled. "I know that he's a werewolf. And that's a-all right with me."
Willow stared at her for a moment. She had never met anyone that was any sweeter or kinder or gentler than this girl that sat before her. The girl was simply amazing.
The blond swallowed hard before she spoke. "Since you're sharing things about yourself, there's something I want to tell you."
"Oh?" Willow got a little excited at the thought. Tara had not really shared too much about her past with her. Maybe she was going to open up. And that would be so very nice.
"This is hard t-to say." Tara made herself look into those green eyes of her friend. "I'm a lesbian."
"What?" Willow was definitely surprised. This was the last thing that she had thought that the woman sitting across from her would say. Not that it was a bad thing. Being gay was all right, wasn't it? "That's, um..." She trailed off. She was not sure what to say. She didn't want to hurt the girl. And this was getting more and more confusing.
"Y-you're freaked." Tara quickly got up and moved to the center of the room, her arms wrapped around herself.
"What?" Willow reacted out of instinct and made her way to stand in front of the blond. "Not freaked." She smiled, but the blond still stared at the floor. "I'm not freaked. A little surprised, that's all. Just not expecting that."
Tara finally turned back to look her friend in the eyes. "So, you a-all right with still being friends with me?"
"All right?" Willow laughed. "I'm more than all right. Good friends are hard to come by. And just because you're gay doesn't mean you're a bad person." Tara smiled gratefully. Willow tossed in turned in bed that night. The words that Tara had said to her replayed over and over in her mind. 'I'm a lesbian.' And she would add herself, 'want to join me in a nice wholesome gay relationship'. After the millionth time, she sat straight up in bed. What was going on with her. She had Oz. She loved Oz. Why was she even thinking about Tara? And why was the fact that Tara being gay so appealing?
She looked over at Buffy who still slept soundly. This was all too much for her. She decided that she needed to go for a walk. Maybe that would clear her head.
Quickly, she got dressed and made her way out the door. She wandered around the campus, not paying attention to where she was going. Suddenly she looked up to realize that she was standing outside of Tara's door.
Weeks had gone by and Willow could not seem to get her mind of from a certain blond. It had to be just the fact that she was a powerful witch and that they shared a connection because of the magicks, right?
She sighed heavily as she made her way to Tara's dorm room yet again. Not from being sad to be there. No, it was because of the confusion. In fact, she was feeling happier when she was around the blond than when she was around Oz. And hence with the big time sighing.
The redhead was on her way there to let Tara in on the whole slayer thing. They had become such close friends that she knew that someday the other would be put in danger over the whole fighting evil thing. And she did not like the thought of her getting hurt. Not one bit.
She slowly knocked on the door. It didn't take long for the blond to answer. She noticed that the girl was wearing a nice pink dress that made her look beautiful beyond words. Her face reddened a little at the thought.
"Hey!" Willow quickly recovered herself. Tara made her way to the bed and sat down. "I know I was kinda cryptic on the phone about what this is about. But we've become such good friends and there is something that you should know about me."
Tara smiled. Her thoughts went to the possibility that Willow was about to confess that she too was gay. "What is it?"
Willow took a deep breath. She remained standing before the blond. "Well, you've met Buffy and the others." Tara nodded. "Well, let's just say that Buffy is different." Now Tara looked confused at her friend. "I know you know that there are strange things out there. After all, magick is real."
"Yeah, things are different than most people realize." Tara still looked a little confused.
"Well, there is one girl in all the world that has the power to fight all those bad things." Willow finally made her way to sit next to the blond. "And that's Buffy. She's what you call a vampire slayer."
"Oh." Tara got really quiet all of a sudden. "She fights demons and other bad stuff?"
"Yeah." Willow nodded. "We've already faced a couple of apocalypses together. And we won, hence the us still being here and all."
Tara smiled at what Willow just said. "Is that all that you wanted to tell me?" The redhead nodded shyly. "Well, that's no big. And to tell you the truth, I thought that there was something different about her. She has the most amazing aura that I've ever seen." Tara quickly began looking at the floor. "Well, besides yours."
Willow could not help but smile at the very nice compliment she had just received. "Again, I'm nothing special. You can say it all you want, but I'm not. I'm just plain ole Willow."
"And that's what makes you very special." Tara's faced again reddened nicely.
"You sound a little like Oz." Willow didn't even mean to say that out loud. She had meant just to think it to herself. Well, now what. This is interesting. "He's always telling me how special I am and stuff."
"You should listen to him. He's very wise." Tara eyed her friend for a moment. "And I know about him."
"What?" Willow looked into those blued eyes of the blond's. "What are you talking about?"
Tara smiled. "I know that he's a werewolf. And that's a-all right with me."
Willow stared at her for a moment. She had never met anyone that was any sweeter or kinder or gentler than this girl that sat before her. The girl was simply amazing.
The blond swallowed hard before she spoke. "Since you're sharing things about yourself, there's something I want to tell you."
"Oh?" Willow got a little excited at the thought. Tara had not really shared too much about her past with her. Maybe she was going to open up. And that would be so very nice.
"This is hard t-to say." Tara made herself look into those green eyes of her friend. "I'm a lesbian."
"What?" Willow was definitely surprised. This was the last thing that she had thought that the woman sitting across from her would say. Not that it was a bad thing. Being gay was all right, wasn't it? "That's, um..." She trailed off. She was not sure what to say. She didn't want to hurt the girl. And this was getting more and more confusing.
"Y-you're freaked." Tara quickly got up and moved to the center of the room, her arms wrapped around herself.
"What?" Willow reacted out of instinct and made her way to stand in front of the blond. "Not freaked." She smiled, but the blond still stared at the floor. "I'm not freaked. A little surprised, that's all. Just not expecting that."
Tara finally turned back to look her friend in the eyes. "So, you a-all right with still being friends with me?"
"All right?" Willow laughed. "I'm more than all right. Good friends are hard to come by. And just because you're gay doesn't mean you're a bad person." Tara smiled gratefully. Willow tossed in turned in bed that night. The words that Tara had said to her replayed over and over in her mind. 'I'm a lesbian.' And she would add herself, 'want to join me in a nice wholesome gay relationship'. After the millionth time, she sat straight up in bed. What was going on with her. She had Oz. She loved Oz. Why was she even thinking about Tara? And why was the fact that Tara being gay so appealing?
She looked over at Buffy who still slept soundly. This was all too much for her. She decided that she needed to go for a walk. Maybe that would clear her head.
Quickly, she got dressed and made her way out the door. She wandered around the campus, not paying attention to where she was going. Suddenly she looked up to realize that she was standing outside of Tara's door.