Title – Fia'in Summer
Summary –Two lives being led by one person. Buffy Summers is the newly famous punk singer Fia'in Slayer, what happens when her friends find out.
Disclaimer – Not mine! All characters belong to Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon
Rating – Pg-13, I suppose.
A/N – Sorry about some of the mistakes, it is my first fic, and I am a pretty shitty writer to begin with. A/N – Lovin' the reviews. Keep them coming.
Chapter 4
It would be a long day tomorrow. The concert had come quickly once we begun practicing. It was exhausting, having to practice for so many hours a day, but we hope that the concert will be a blast for us along with the fans. I was able to acquirer the passes I had asked for the first day I returned to LA. In his ever so stiff British lip, Giles informed me that it was very difficult to come by. I hugged him and told him I had, had faith in him.
"See you at the pool Slayer," Gunn said through my door as he passed.
"K," I answered, even though I knew he had already passed.
Slipping into my black bikini and crimson red pool shorts I head for the bathroom. Entering the bathroom I pull my hair into a clip as I head for the towel rack. Quickly I snatch the dark blue towel, and dash out the door through the room and out into the hall. I slow my pace as I come to the stairs.
Stepping into the kitchen I feel a breeze flow passed me from the open pool deck. I open the fridge and grab a water bottle before leaving the house. Smiling as a greeting to Gunn and Fred I throw down my towel, pull off my shorts and dive headlong into the pool. Coming up for air I watch as Gunn throws Fred in and then jumps in himself.
The sensation of cool water cascading across my overworked body was wonderful. I could feel some of the tension leave, as I continued to swim. After I have just swam for awhile, I make my way to Gunn, planning to attack. His attention is captured by Fred, making it a lot easier to sneak up on him.
Halting my progress only few feet away, I pull my arms back and shove a wave of water towards him. Deciding to get as far from him as quickly as possible I turn and make my way to the other side of the pool.
I heard his muffled 'Ahh' as I make my escape. I can here him come back up from the water, behind me. The splashing of his arms tells me he has started his chase. As I near the edge of the pool I can hear his arm splashes more distinctly. Hoping to get away I push forward. Upon reaching the deck I began to pull myself up. Just as I was planting my foot on the deck, I hear the splashes stop and feel a hand grab my ankle. The grip is tight not allowing me to move, with a slight tug my arms lose the grip they had on the deck and I am back in the water.
"Slayer, that wasn't very nice, now was it." He asked playfully.
"Never said I was nice," I toss back, as I pull him under.
His grip loosens slightly, allowing me to tug my ankle away. Not even heading up for air I turn around and begin to swim away. Ascending as I swim I turn my head to gulp air. Risking a glance behind me I see Gunn has began to gain on me. Surging forward I make it to the pools edge again, only Fred is there to help me out.
Grabbing her hand I pull myself out of the water. Thankful for her help I decide to save her from another toss in the pool, so I grab her wrist and drag her into the house. Soaking wet we head out of the kitchen and into the foyer. Taking the stairs two at a time we have pull ahead of Gunn slightly. Entering the room I move towards the bathroom, too grab two towels. Coming out I quickly toss one to Fred.
"Well that was fun," I say as I wrap the towel around my waist.
Fred lightly laughs, "did you see his face afterwards."
"Nope, I was busy trying to make my getaway. You could have helped you know," I say playfully annoyed.
"Now what fun would that have been."
"I would have given me more time to escape," I say as the door swings open.
Gunn is standing in the doorway drenched. The look on his face is that of disbelieve. I tried to hold in my laughs like Fred was. However when she burst it was too hard to hold and I laughed at him as well.
"You know it isn't nice to laugh at people." He says still dripping over my floor.
Fred gets a towel for him before slipping into his arms, "Hunny, we weren't laughing at we were laughing with you.
"I wasn't laughing," he replies
Having brushed my hair I move towards the door, before actually leaving I slap upside the head. "Sure you were Gunn, it was just on the inside."
Laughing we headed back outside to dry off in the sun. Rest of the day was spent lounging in the sun and chatting among us. It wasn't until night that the real relaxation came. We picked a movie, and sat in front of the television with munchies to chill.
We made sure to head to bed early enough for an excellent night's sleep. Tomorrow was going to be tiring for us. Not just the concert, but trying to avoid my friends as much as possible backstage. What a life I lead.
Ann – Buffy's father left before Buffy became big. When her mom died the year before this story takes place she gave guardianship of her daughter over to Giles. During the summer Buffy tells her Sunnydale friends that she has to spend time with her father, where in actuality she is living with her band at her LA estate. So her father is not in the picture, he is just used a prop for the act she puts up for her Sunnydale friends.
Summary –Two lives being led by one person. Buffy Summers is the newly famous punk singer Fia'in Slayer, what happens when her friends find out.
Disclaimer – Not mine! All characters belong to Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon
Rating – Pg-13, I suppose.
A/N – Sorry about some of the mistakes, it is my first fic, and I am a pretty shitty writer to begin with. A/N – Lovin' the reviews. Keep them coming.
Chapter 4
It would be a long day tomorrow. The concert had come quickly once we begun practicing. It was exhausting, having to practice for so many hours a day, but we hope that the concert will be a blast for us along with the fans. I was able to acquirer the passes I had asked for the first day I returned to LA. In his ever so stiff British lip, Giles informed me that it was very difficult to come by. I hugged him and told him I had, had faith in him.
"See you at the pool Slayer," Gunn said through my door as he passed.
"K," I answered, even though I knew he had already passed.
Slipping into my black bikini and crimson red pool shorts I head for the bathroom. Entering the bathroom I pull my hair into a clip as I head for the towel rack. Quickly I snatch the dark blue towel, and dash out the door through the room and out into the hall. I slow my pace as I come to the stairs.
Stepping into the kitchen I feel a breeze flow passed me from the open pool deck. I open the fridge and grab a water bottle before leaving the house. Smiling as a greeting to Gunn and Fred I throw down my towel, pull off my shorts and dive headlong into the pool. Coming up for air I watch as Gunn throws Fred in and then jumps in himself.
The sensation of cool water cascading across my overworked body was wonderful. I could feel some of the tension leave, as I continued to swim. After I have just swam for awhile, I make my way to Gunn, planning to attack. His attention is captured by Fred, making it a lot easier to sneak up on him.
Halting my progress only few feet away, I pull my arms back and shove a wave of water towards him. Deciding to get as far from him as quickly as possible I turn and make my way to the other side of the pool.
I heard his muffled 'Ahh' as I make my escape. I can here him come back up from the water, behind me. The splashing of his arms tells me he has started his chase. As I near the edge of the pool I can hear his arm splashes more distinctly. Hoping to get away I push forward. Upon reaching the deck I began to pull myself up. Just as I was planting my foot on the deck, I hear the splashes stop and feel a hand grab my ankle. The grip is tight not allowing me to move, with a slight tug my arms lose the grip they had on the deck and I am back in the water.
"Slayer, that wasn't very nice, now was it." He asked playfully.
"Never said I was nice," I toss back, as I pull him under.
His grip loosens slightly, allowing me to tug my ankle away. Not even heading up for air I turn around and begin to swim away. Ascending as I swim I turn my head to gulp air. Risking a glance behind me I see Gunn has began to gain on me. Surging forward I make it to the pools edge again, only Fred is there to help me out.
Grabbing her hand I pull myself out of the water. Thankful for her help I decide to save her from another toss in the pool, so I grab her wrist and drag her into the house. Soaking wet we head out of the kitchen and into the foyer. Taking the stairs two at a time we have pull ahead of Gunn slightly. Entering the room I move towards the bathroom, too grab two towels. Coming out I quickly toss one to Fred.
"Well that was fun," I say as I wrap the towel around my waist.
Fred lightly laughs, "did you see his face afterwards."
"Nope, I was busy trying to make my getaway. You could have helped you know," I say playfully annoyed.
"Now what fun would that have been."
"I would have given me more time to escape," I say as the door swings open.
Gunn is standing in the doorway drenched. The look on his face is that of disbelieve. I tried to hold in my laughs like Fred was. However when she burst it was too hard to hold and I laughed at him as well.
"You know it isn't nice to laugh at people." He says still dripping over my floor.
Fred gets a towel for him before slipping into his arms, "Hunny, we weren't laughing at we were laughing with you.
"I wasn't laughing," he replies
Having brushed my hair I move towards the door, before actually leaving I slap upside the head. "Sure you were Gunn, it was just on the inside."
Laughing we headed back outside to dry off in the sun. Rest of the day was spent lounging in the sun and chatting among us. It wasn't until night that the real relaxation came. We picked a movie, and sat in front of the television with munchies to chill.
We made sure to head to bed early enough for an excellent night's sleep. Tomorrow was going to be tiring for us. Not just the concert, but trying to avoid my friends as much as possible backstage. What a life I lead.
Ann – Buffy's father left before Buffy became big. When her mom died the year before this story takes place she gave guardianship of her daughter over to Giles. During the summer Buffy tells her Sunnydale friends that she has to spend time with her father, where in actuality she is living with her band at her LA estate. So her father is not in the picture, he is just used a prop for the act she puts up for her Sunnydale friends.