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TtH Prompt: #096, UST (We all know what that is? Right?)
Word count: 200 (A double drabble)
Note: Set some time after "Gone", but before "It's Alive"
Drabble Title: Not A Book
They seldom share rooms, and never beds. She wonders what it would be like, to wrap her arms around Amanda, to run her fingers through her short, bleached hair. To kiss those cheekbones and drink from such soft lips. To wake up with her hands in places she aches to touch.
It isn't fading memories of a certain vampire, also with bleached hair and hints of gentleness and ageless danger, that haunt her dreams. That make her long for more than smiles, for more than the adrenaline that sings through her veins as they swing deadly steel in preparation for the deadly Immortal dance.
Their relationship seems much closer than the few she's witnessed between other immortals, and she wonders. But Amanda has never crossed that invisible line between teacher and pupil. Their hugs never last long enough. She never receives one of those heated looks. The ones she remembers watching bounce back and forth between redhead and blonde that summer her sister lay dead.
She regrets not learning the art of innuendo from Faith when she had a chance. And she watches Amanda curled up on a chilly evening with another romance novel. And she wishes it were her.
Author's note: This series IS Dawn/Amanda (Not sure if I made that clear anywhere) but I don't write femslash. Sorry.