Willow came out in the Summers garden, where Joyce had said Buffy was. "Hey, Buffy," Willow greeted and then suddenly stopped looking at what Buffy was doing. There was a pile of wood, some paper, and Buffy was holding match sticks. "What are you doing?" she asked confused.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Buffy asked lighting the paper, and a few moments later there was a nice fire.
"Building a fire?" Willow wondered dumbfounded.
"No, I'm roasting chestnuts," Buffy said, opening the plastic bag leaning against the tree that Willow only now noticed. Willow watched with wide eyes as Buffy dumped the chestnuts in the fire. "On an open fire, to be precise," Buffy said and grabbed for the chestnuts with all the speed she got.
"Butbutbutbutbut . . .!" Willow yelled, waving her hands helplessly.
"OW, AAH!" Buffy yelled out, dropping the chestnuts, then blowing on her burned hands. "Damn, that hurts!"
"Well, duh! Are you crazy, Buffy!? Does this mean I have to bandage your hands too!?" Willow screamed almost hysterically.
"Well, thank you for the concern, Willow, I'll try not to impose on your time by forcing you to make bandages," Buffy told her, holding up her burned hands, ready to try again. "Besides, not to worry, Slayer healing here, I'll be fine after at most a night of sleep."
"You know what I mean!" Willow screeched in horror as Buffy yelled out in pain again.
Buffy blew on her hands again, and said, "Willow, if Xander can do this, so can I. Super battle Slayer instincts here, remember?"
"But, but, couldn't you at least let Xander train you!?" Willow asked in fear and horror. "Remember his whole 'eureka' moment in class. There's some trick to it. At least let him tell you what the trick is!"
"And let him know I'll soon be kicking his ass? I want him to be surprised in that sparring match, Willow, gives me another edge," Buffy told her and went again, yelling in pain as the fire licked and blistered the skin of her hands.
"But, eh, ah," Willow gave up and let herself slump to her ass, and then fall back arms wide outstretched. "Just great, really just great. I'm friends with exactly two girls, one is a guy transformed by an ancient curse, and the other is a mystical warrior with enough added testosterone she might as well be a guy. Can't I have just one /girl/ friend?"
"OUCH!" Buffy yelled out putting the chestnuts away.
"Uhm, Buffy?" Willow asked her friend, sitting back up. "Have you thought up what you're going to tell your mom about having burned and/or bandaged hands?"
Buffy looked at Willow, blinked, and then muttered, "I knew I forgot something."
Willow threw up her hands in helplessness and said, "You and Xander are equally stupid! If I wasn't interested in him myself, I'd set you two up on a date!" Buffy looked perturbed at the insult, and looked at her hands; they hurt and had even more blisters.
"I'm going to figure it out, you just wait and see," Buffy said with determination. She was the one supposed to be protecting them, not the other way around after all. Then Buffy tried again, crying out in pain.
"Ugh, hello, Buffy? Best friend here wanting girl talk? You got time for me?" Willow asked, fed up with all the testosterone around her.
"Huh? Oh, you could have said something," Buffy accused perkily.
Willow's eyelids came down, and said, "Oh, yeah, I came over to stare at you burning your hands, that's so much fun."
"Sorry," Buffy said and looked at the fire and the chestnuts inside.
"Buffy!" her mother's voice called from inside the house, "Did you get hurt? Did I hear you yell?"
"Nothing, mom! Just bumped my toe!" Buffy yelled into the house. She grabbed the bucket of water she had prepared earlier, wincing at the pain in her hands and poured the water until the fire was fully out.
"Oh, okay!" Joyce Summers called from inside.
"Ow, burned hands really hurt," Buffy pouted, looking at her hands. Willow sighed and opened her bag, bringing out the cream she had made in large quantities enough for Xander until his hands finished healing. Sighing she started applying it to Buffy's hands, who winced at her first, and then relaxed. "Hey, this feels good," Buffy said with grateful eyes. Willow sighed again. "Thank you, and sorry for not noticing you needing girl talk," Buffy said guiltily.
"Yes, well, let's just get to your room without your mother noticing," Willow said half-defeated.
"I'll jump, you hurry through the house," Buffy said as Willow finished applying the cream.
A few minutes later Buffy was sitting on her bed, and Willow was fidgeting on her chair: the big moment of truth. "I-I've got a confession to make," Willow said feeling ready to start hyperventilating. "A big one. Please don't end our friendship."
"Huh?" Buffy asked experimenting with her burned hands. "What kind of confession could make you think I'll stop being your friend?"
Willow looked at Buffy then got up out of the chair and started to nervously pace around. Buffy followed her with her head. Finally Willow stopped, took another deep breath, and said, "I think Lexa is hot."
Buffy blinked in confusion, and then said, "And? I think she's hot too. Hell, we both kind of agreed to that the moment we saw her."
Willow looked at Buffy, at first she was shocked at Buffy's casual admission, and then realized that Buffy didn't get it. "No, no, no!" Willow told her friend. "Not 'hot' as in I'd-like-to-have-even-half-her-looks hot, but 'hot' as in I'd-like-to-make-her-mine,-I-want-to-ravage-those-breasts-I've-got-a-crush hot, as in 'Xander' hot, or 'Angel' hot." Willow then shut up, realizing she was babbling again, and slumped, looking at Buffy. She felt ashamed, and hoped Buffy didn't kick her out. The Slayer on her part just start at Willow in disbelief.
Finally the blonde managed a response, "Oh." She looked at herself, and then she said, "Oh, my . . . you didn't . . . you're not . . . you're not getting turned on every time we touch, or sit next to each other, do you? 'Cause that's just, eeew."
"Oh . . ." Willow said her eyes glazing over, looking down at her feet, ". . . no . . ."
"Oh, Willow, no!" Buffy said feeling guilty, and horrible at Willow's plainly hurt feelings. She hesitated a moment and then grabbed her friend - hurting her hands, but not caring - and pulled her down upon her lap. She hugged Willow close, and she said, "Don't worry, Will. Still your best friend, you're not ew, nor are your feelings, I just . . . well, don't swing that way, okay? I was a bit . . . you know . . . taken aback at a girl possibly for me, but not girl-girl in general, okay? Get it? Please, don't be sad."
"Really?" Willow asked. "You're not disgusted with me?"
"Nah, you're my, Will. So you don't think I'm . . ." Buffy seemed a bit sad.
"Oh, no, Buffy, I just haven't thought of you like that, I'm sure if I . . ." Willow protested and took Buffy in, letting her eyes glide over her face and down her body, feeling the Slayer's thighs against her buttocks. "Now that you mention it, you look good, sexy even, I can definitely see what Xander sees in you . . ." Buffy perked up at Willow's compliments. The witch went on, "In fact perhaps tonight I should . . ."
"Okay, okay, okay!" Buffy interrupted suddenly. "Information overload. Just keep your naughtier thoughts to yourself, okay, Will?" Willow nodded, and smiled embarrassed. "Wow, I've got a lesbian for a best friend, that's actually pretty cool now that I think about it," Buffy said, allowing her hopes for Xander rise just a bit, immediately followed by crushing guilt over Angel. Where was the souled vampire anyway? Perhaps she should look /him/ up instead of waiting for him. Willow looked down suddenly, pained even. "What?" Buffy asked confused.
"You don't get it, you haven't heard the real freaky part," Willow said, the pain radiating from her.
"Huh?" Buffy prompted.
Willow looked up and in Buffy's eyes, and said, "I don't think I'm lesbian, or perhaps I am. It isn't like - who cares about guys, now, you know? I did say 'Xander' hot, and 'Angel' hot, didn't I? Cause Xander? Yummy. Still is, in fact, I've noticed a few other guys since my revelation - and I was watching Baywatch the other night too - and they're still hotter than hot, although none can compare with Xander. God, I got it bad. Anyway, I've seen the girls on Baywatch too, and damn it's really distracting watching that when you notice both the guys and girls, and . . ."
"Hold the babble, Will, I think I get the idea," Buffy said raising a hand, thinking deeply. Willow looked down ashamed.
"Am I a freak?" Willow asked her best friend, her eyes filled with uncertainty.
Buffy hugged the redhead closer, and after a moment asked, "Why do you think that?"
"You can't like both, can I? Shouldn't I be making a choice? I don't want to eat from both sides, and such, and helping the repression of gays, and . . ." Willow ran out of steam, slumping against her friend.
"Will," Buffy said, feeling for her friend, and realizing she didn't mind one bit. She hugged the newly bi-sexual girl closer, and once again finding she didn't mind if Willow enjoyed a hug from her friend a little too much. Willow looked back into Buffy's eyes again. "It's obvious to me you don't repress gay people, and you don't /want/ to appear like that, so you're not working to appear straight for the whole 'how it is now', so . . . you just like both genders, I guess."
Willow stayed silent for a few seconds, and then tested out, "I'm bisexual, and being bi is not evil people playing both gays and straight to harm either or both?"
Buffy nodded, and said, "Exactly. You know, 'I am woman hear me . . .' Now you," Buffy gestured to Willow.
"I am bi, hear me roar?" Willow asked with a grin, Buffy grinned back. "I'm bi, hear me roar!" Willow said again with more certainty. "That feels good," Willow said and then slumped gratefully against her friend. Buffy hugged her back, realizing just how lucky she really had gotten with such friends, Xander included, even though he wasn't here to join the friend hug. Willow's eyes suddenly widened when she realized something. "I'm Xander's perfect woman!" Willow exclaimed and then got up. Buffy looked at her in confusion. "Think about it, Buffy, I'm in love with and lust after both his male and female side! He and I can do /everything/ together," Willow said, nodding with bigger in confidence. "That's right, Xander's already mine! The other bitches have already lost, they just don't know it yet!" Willow said, eyes sparkling in triumph, right hand in a triumphant fist above her head.
"Uhm, 'other bitches', doesn't that make you . . ." Buffy asked somewhat in wonder.
"Buffy, I'm basking in triumph here," Willow said, looking at Buffy with a little annoyance.
"Oh, sorry," Buffy said and then gestured for Willow to go on, "bask away!"
Willow nodded in triumph again, and said, "Now all I have to do, is tell Xander I like both his sides, and he's mine, now I only have to do it tactfully enough he won't run away screaming . . . that's going to be the hard part . . ." Buffy grinned encouragingly.
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Xander walked into the library. It had been a week now since he'd said he'd get Buffy to train with him. And he was ready. Suddenly his eyes widened when he saw Cordelia in a skimpy workout outfit training in the middle of the library.
"Oh, hi, Xan," Cordelia said innocently.
"What are you doing?" Xander asked dumbfounded walking slowly over to her.
"Training martial arts, can't you see?" Cordelia asked innocently.
"That's nice, but why?" Xander asked.
Cordelia looked at him oddly, sighed and said, "Sometimes . . . Xander - dweeb - there are vampires about, and all manner of other nasties."
Xander shook his head. How the hell Cordelia managed to call him 'dweeb' so seductively was beyond him. "Yes," he said exasperated, "but that didn't make you train before."
Cordelia smiled at him, saying, "Can't a girl wizen up?"
"I believe," Giles stated imperiously, "Cordelia's words were, 'I cannot get Xander if I can't defeat my competition in combat', or something along those lines, and she's here to demonstrate."
Cordelia twisted her head to Giles, as Xander grabbed his forehead in disbelief. "Why did you have to say that, you old goat!?" Cordelia exclaimed extremely piqued.
Jenny who stood next to Giles said, "I believe because you said you were going to train at a dojo, not hog the library where he has to train his charge, and he wants you out."
"I beg your pardon?" Giles said calmly, as Xander continued shaking his head in disbelief.
"Don't worry, sweetheart, the direct route is the most effective with Americans, I'll translate for you," Jenny said sweetly, tapping his upper arm affectionately.
"Why I outta . . .?" Cordelia said extremely insulted, then almost stomped out of the library.
Willow and Buffy entered the library at that time, and looked surprised as Cordelia stalked out of the library. "Okay, what are we going to do today, Giles?" Buffy asked as she came down the steps.
Willow, holding a glass of water, followed Buffy, and once the Slayer veered off toward the counter and her watcher, the redhead stumbled and 'accidentally' let the water fly, splashing directly onto Xander. "Oops! I'm sorry, Xan, uh, Lexa," Willow managed, quite a good bit of acting.
"Oh, brother," Xander muttered as he took in his female form.
Everyone looked at the spectacle, and Willow walked over to the tall girl. She looked up at Xander / Lexa and said softly, "You look really good, Lexa, /really/ good, get it?"
Willow then walked over to the office, ready to change clothes. Lexa remained behind confused. "Ah, well, yes," Giles started, confused at Willow's display, "today Xander has something planned, and, uh, no buts, today you do as he says." Buffy glared at him, but then stalked into his office to change in her workout outfit as well.
A few moments later Buffy and Willow returned back to the library in their tight and becoming workout clothes. "Okay, oh, grate martial arts mistress, this is one time only, what is it?" Buffy asked Lexa with some annoyance, what did this non mystical chosen think he could teach her? Willow nodded, agreeing with the question if not the sentiment. Willow knew Xander had told he'd get Buffy to let him train her, and wondered how he was going to pull it off. Willow looked at Buffy's hands folded across her chest, and back at Lexa's's still lightly bandaged hands. One night had past, and Buffy's hands were already fine, she wished for Xander . . . Lexa . . . having equally mystically healing capacity.
"Okay, as you know, I've taught Willow Hapkido every day in the past week," Lexa stated with a smile, looking at the two girls. "Today we're going to test it by having you two spar."
"WHAT!?" Giles, Buffy, and Willow exclaimed. Jenny just looked stricken.
Lexa nodded, and hopped onto the table. She looked at the two girls, and said, "Go on! Oh, and one more thing, Buff, Willow is going to kick your ass if you hold back."
Everyone looked at Lexa like she was insane, then Buffy got determined, which is something Willow noticed and she swallowed nervously. "Are you crazy, Xander Harris?" Giles asked in shock.
Lexa shook her head and gestured at the two girls. "Willow, don't be nervous, just do as I told you, don't think about it, just do it," Lexa said with a smile. Willow swallowed and went into a battle stance. Then Lexa gestured for Buffy to begin the attack.
Buffy threw a devastating punch, and Willow's flat palm hit the Slayer's wrist while she quickly backed away, to Buffy's surprise parrying the blow. Buffy followed up with a kick that Willow dodged rapidly and backed away to her right. Buffy turned around, and threw another punch. Willow's eyes widened in surprise when she saw the huge opening, and her hands and legs moved almost of their own accord. She grabbed Buffy's wrist with her left hand, and Buffy's elbow with the other while suddenly moving forward and twisting underneath the arm. To both Buffy's and Willow's shock, the Slayer's momentum kept going and a moment later Willow was to Buffy's side. The Slayer's arm was bent back, all straight line, and Willow quickly grabbed Buffy's hand and twisted it up and backward. "Aah!" Buffy exclaimed and tried to yank her hand free. Instead Willow twisted around her own axis, forcing Buffy to move along, especially since it threatened to move arm and wrist to the breaking point. Willow grinned, and yanked Buffy's arm forward twisting it some. "Ah, ouch! Aargh, Willow stop!" Buffy exclaimed, trying with her left arm to dislodge Willow's grip, but every time she came close Willow twisted away, forcing Buffy along and cause her more pain.
Giles looked in surprise at the spectacle, as the diminutive redhead had the mystical Slayer perfectly under control. "Aargh! Aah! Damn it, Willow let me go!" Buffy exclaimed in quite some pain.
Willow bent Buffy's pinky back eliciting more yells of pain, and Willow said, "Sorry, Buffy, but I haven't heard the magic word."
"Please! Uncle! Let me go, please, auntie Willow, mistress Willow, just let me go!" Buffy yelled.
"Ok," Willow said, and casually let go mid another spin.
Buffy was flung away from Willow. The Slayer didn't fly, but she did stumble helplessly backward until she crashed against the stairs to the second level of the library and dropped painfully to her butt. "OUCH!" Buffy exclaimed, quickly got up, and while jumping a bit, started to rub her ass. "Tail bone, tail bone!" she said painfully.
Lexa laughed, and Jenny and Willow joined in. Buffy got herself someone under control and glared at them. Giles blurted out, "But that's not possible, you can't train someone for a weak and have them beat someone far stronger who has been training for a few years!"
Lexa grinned, and answered, "Oh, you can. You can train someone for a week to fight one specific person. Repeat the counters to that person's moves so much they become ingrained, and voila. Especially if that person isn't particular skilled, and doesn't know many different styles of fighting. Buffy is mostly a brawler, raw strength and speed is what she relies on. I've fought along side Buffy for months now, and sparred with her last time, I know what she does, how she fights, so I prepared Willow specifically for Buffy. Now if she fights someone else, like say a vampire, Willow is going to get her ass kicked, but Buffy she can defeat."
"Oh," Willow said a little less triumphant now, and Lexa grinned at her. They watched a very deflated Buffy still rub her ass gingerly.
"I'm going to have to detrain some of the stuff I trained you, Willow, then do a proper rounded Hapkido training," Lexa said with a grin, and Willow grinned back sexily, making Lexa look surprised. She quickly turned to Buffy, and asked, "So, Buffy, about me /not/ training you?"
Buffy looked at Lexa bungling her legs, and then at the redhead, still shocked at the easy defeat. She looked back at Lexa determined and said, "Okay, I can admit when I'm wrong; I'd be stupid with such overwhelming proof. Will you still train me, Xander?"
Lexa grinned, and nodded. She jumped off the table, and said, "Let's start with the basics of chi. I'm going to teach you a few motions that I'd like you to repeat often, while you do that, I'll start on giving Willow proper training. Sorry, if I have to divide my attentions between you, ok?" The girls nodded demurely, then at Lexa's sadistic grin they realized they were in for one hell of a ride.
Half an hour later getting a little uncomfortable under Willow's seemingly innocent innuendos and stares at her female body, Lexa decided to go back to Buffy and put some more pointers in with her. After putting Buffy through to a few exercises she had mustered up the courage to ask, "Do you know what's going on with, Willow?"
"Oh," Buffy answered softly. Damn Willow was smart, and she deserved Xander, Willow was right, she was perfect for Xander. "She figured out she was bi-sexual. She didn't really know it before, but since she had a crush on you, and you became a girl, she could look at you the same she looked at your male form you know? Instead of going with the expectation she had to be with a guy. So there were some tiny signs, but when you came out of the water after you beat Deo with the whole wet look, shirt clinging to your breasts, it was one big bang into full realization of her interest in girls, but since her interest in boys didn't go away . .." Buffy shrugged, and finished still softly, ". . . bi, had ourselves a big girl confession about it, so don't tell her I told you, let her confess to you on your own okay?"
"Uh?" Lexa said dumbfounded. Willow? /His/ Willow? Bi?
"Xander, now that you mention it," Buffy said, feeling her heart beat in her throat. Damn how a being sold into slavery couldn't change a guy from great, and nice, and backup-material to the hunk-a-hunk of man flesh in front of her now. "That makes Willow kinda perfect for you doesn't she? I mean with the whole fully liking both your sides bit?"
Ah! God damn! No Buffy was trying to set /him/ up with /Willow/, while he wanted /her/. This was just his worst nightmare come to life, his heart ached with it. "I suppose," Lexa started dejectedly, "if I ask you out on a date you're going to tell me 'no' again, right?"
"I'm sorry, Xander," Buffy said in pain, /really/ in pain. She hoped Xander could get over his crush and see Willow for the hot and perfect girl for him she was.
Damn! Xander was planning on asking her out the next day. This required a change of tactics.
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The next day Xander met up with Buffy and Willow on the school lawn. "Hey, guys," he greeted with a smile. He considered himself and Buffy lucky at least that he had gotten the Slayer to stop her attempts at the Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire technique that Willow told him she was trying. He said she wasn't quite ready yet and that he would teach her once she was. Thankfully the Slayer had accepted that, for now at least.
"Hi, Xan," the girls greeted him, both pairs of eyes glittering with the sight of him.
"Hello, Xander, how are you today?" Cordelia asked as she came at him from his right. Xander's eyes widened and then looked around at a sexily-attired, friendly-looking Cordelia Chase.
"Uh, hi," Xander said, somewhat surprised. Apart from standard sexy clothes, she didn't seemed to be particularly interested in showing off, or going off on hysterics, or practically molesting him. Holy, moly, Cordelia Chase was trying to be nice and intelligent and basically a desired, /mature/ girl to get him interested? Perhaps he had dismissed her a little too quickly?
"Nihau! Xander!"
Xander moved as if he got a baseball bat on his head, and squinted his eyes shut in frustration. His two friends, and one pure suitor, gained dark looks at the girl coming up at his behind. Slowly and resentfully he turned around, coming face to face with the Amazonian attired girl which showed off her curves quite nicely. "Why aren't you and your mother back to China?" Xander asked with an almost defeated tone.
"Must wed future husband, keep hands of stick figures and uncaring bitch off of you," Lotion answered him with a bright smile, giving him a small respectful bow. Xander groaned as he heard the two Sunnydale natives and one LA born girl growl. Lotion either didn't care, or was completely oblivious, seeing the way she defeated Buffy, it was probably the first. "Also, prove to you I not stupid, so learn better English here at school, and other classes," Lotion added. Xander looked up at heaven and mumbled something in frustration. "Also, as you demanded, Lotion take future husband out on date, yes?" Lotion finished with a smile. The stares from the three other girls now became positively murderous, and seeing as they went straight through Xander's back targeted at Lotion, he was very much aware of them.
What in blazes was he going to do about this? He had worked on an all new seduce-Buffy strategy, now . . . Wait! Jealousy /could/ be added as one of the tools of the trade, and he had to admit: Lotion was hot! "Okay, I'll date you," Xander said, making Lotion smile brightly, and Willow, Buffy and Cordelia's jaws drop. Then their shoulders slumped seeing their chances dry up fast. "On several conditions," Xander added with authority in his tone.
"Conditions?" Lotion asked as the other three girls looked with curiosity.
"Conditions," Xander confirmed, nodding his head. "One: the way you feel about me, I do not yet feel about you, but I do feel like that about another girl." Lotion seemed sad, and Willow and Cordelia looked hatefully at Buffy who shrank in on herself. Xander simply continued, "There are more girls who feel like that about me, but I don't feel about them, so I might be going out on dates with them. You will not complain about this, you will not demand you should be the only one, I might even kiss them and you will not do anything to harm them, no 'Kisses of Death', no kicking their asses to get them away from them, not even idle threats to intimidate them. You will simply suck up your emotions and accept it, got that?" The other girls looked with renewed hope, and realized that the rule probably applied to them as well.
Lotion looked sadly at Xander, painfully even, it got to Xander; big, painful eye orbs of girls in distress always got to him, but forced his emotions down with all his might; he was not going to give up on his own happiness just because some Chinese Amazon had some traditions that were outdated and in the wrong country. Finally Lotion nodded, and said, "Condition accepted."
"Good, now the second one," Xander said sternly, and then smiled, he had been looking to a solution to training two women at different levels at the same time; this was the perfect opportunity to not only get that out of the way, but immediately force these damn girls to show each other some respect. "You will train Cordelia, and Buffy," he stated, making all the girls gasp.
Lotion said resolutely, "No, no will training my rivals."
"You heard me. You will, or you don't get a date," Xander stated with a grin. "There's no negotiating." Lotion lowered her head in defeat. Xander then continued, "I have to give Willow a proper rounded training, and first I have to remove a few thinks I ingrained in her, that only I know of. Once that's done, I can devote my time training Buffy and /with/ Buffy, and which time you will continue Willow's training that I started. Since she's also with Jenny . . ." Xander checked if no one could overhear, ". . . doing the whole magic thing, the first priority should be teaching her how to used her opponents' strengths and speeds against her, understand what I mean? Hapkido is what I started teaching her." Lotion nodded. Xander then finished, "In return you get the added bonus that once I'm done teaching Willow some basics, and start training Buffy, you can train with us on regular occasions if you want to; I for example could teach you the Chestnuts technique, which you don't seem to be able to do."
Lotion nodded, smiling at that last opportunity, "Condition two accepted."
"Now the final one," Xander said with a grin, once again checking around. "You know about Jusenkyo, you must now about the nasty things that go bump in the night. Well, this place is nasty central, the mouth of hell opens up in the library here. Whenever we need help, you and you're mom help. I'm expecting regular patrols of the cemeteries for the blood sucking kind."
Lotion's eyes widened, as did the others, and then Buffy's face went a little dark. "Final condition accepted," Lotion stated with a big grin. No vampire dared to come anywhere near the Amazon village, the few who knew about them were /far/ too scared, the few who didn't were dust in the wind.
"Great," Xander said with a smile, "We'll decide about day and time of the date later, okay? We have to get to class." Lotion nodded and then the whole group turned to the school.
Buffy went close to Xander, and she growled low, "Do you think I can't cut it, or something?"
Xander looked down at his love, wondering for a moment, and then answered softly, "You died a few months ago, and a vamp is probably not the nastiest thing on the planet; we need all the help we can get." Buffy looked up at him, and hated that he was probably right; the whole 'given the power to fight the forces of darkness' stuff was seriously overrated.
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Later that afternoon
The Californian sun burned on the beach. The ocean's quite warm water lazily washed on shore and flowed back. The young man climbed on shore quite exhausted. He stood up, completely naked. He turned around, and looked at the water, then up at the sun and smiled with relief. He looked at his massive back pack and umbrella strapped to it, which he had been pulling along.
He looked back around, far in the distance to judge where he was, completely missing surprised male faces and lots of drooling, and otherwise very excited faces of female beach goers. "Where am I now?" he asked in Japanese to no one in particular.
One Asian girl that had apparently also been taught Japanese, said, "Sunnydale, California, and you can join me right here, big boy." The boy looked down at her, licking her lips vicariously, and then he looked down at himself.
"EEK!" he exclaimed and covered himself up, then he quickly opened his back pack and put on his clothes, relieved a shelled out the extra money for the water proof model. Once in clothes he turned back to the now disappointed girl, and asked, "California?"
"Uh, United States of America?" she returned a little confused.
"AMERICA!?!?" the boy exclaimed in shock.
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Even later that day . . . okay night
The black car with blacked out windows crashed without regard through the 'Welcome to Sunnydale, Enjoy your stay', sign. The car came to a standstill, half on the grass of the middle part of the roundabout, half on the road. The door opened, and a guy in heavy boots, and long black duster got out. Correction, vampire, got out. He was vamped out, and his hair was bleached blonde, and with an impossible amount of gel, stiffly swept back. He took out a cigarette, brought it to his mouth, and lit it. He took a deep drag, let out the air, and then took a deep sniff of the air through his nose. "Ah, home sweet home," he said, and grinned.