Fic:" More Than Words", sequel to "A Little Birdie..."

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"More Than Words"

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Disclaimer: All the characters, Buffy, Willow, Giles, Xander, etc. belong to
Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy Inc., and Warner Bros. I'm just borrowing their
brilliant creations. I intend no copyright infringement from my use of their
characters, and will receive no monetary or any other compensation for their
use, in any form, of the story that succeeds.

Synopsis: The rumors Buffy and Willow heard have led them to admit the
feeling they have for each other…at least to themselves. Now with the loss
of their voice and the fate of a town at stake will they be able to keep
their feeling hidden? Let's find out…

Note: This story contains spoilers for the episode "Hush", so if you haven't
"Hush" yet and don't want to spoiled, you might want to skip this. If
however, you don't care…please enjoy:)
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Part One
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They were sitting in class, Buffy had just borrowed-all right stolen-a pen
from Willow's back pack and was turning to pay attention to professor Walsh
who was in the middle of a sentence.

"…it's about inspiration. Not the idea but the moment before the idea when
it's total, when it blossoms in your mind and connects to everything. It's
about the thoughts and experiences that we don't have a word for," Walsh was
saying as Buffy clued in. "A demonstration," she said as she looked around
the room.

"Buffy…Summers, come on down to the front here," Walsh said smiling in a
manner that wasn't completely reassuring.

Buffy glanced over at Willow as if there was something the hacker could do
about it. Willow gave her a look that said 'you're on your own sister'.
Buffy slowly rose to her feet and walked down the flat area of the classroom
where professor Walsh was standing.

"A normal girl," Walsh said indicating Buffy. "…one assumes. Lay down on
my desk," she continued. Buffy looked up at her questioningly.

"What?" Buffy asked uncertainly.

"Go ahead you're perfectly safe," Walsh responded to the look.

Buffy gave her one last look of uncertainty then walked the few steps over
to the desk hoping onto it, then carefully lifting her legs up onto it and
laying down. Once Buffy was settled Walsh looked around the room once more
her eyes settling on Willow.

"Ms. Rosenberg, would you be so kind as to oblige," Walsh said after a
moment. Buffy turned her head to the side watching Willow's uncertain
approach. Walsh crooked a finger calling Willow over to the side where she
was standing. Once Willow reached her, Walsh leaned over and whispered
something into her ear.

Buffy scrunched her face up in confusion. She didn't understand what was
going on. Did she seriously miss that much when she was digging around
Willow's bag?

Before she had much time to give the situation much more thought Willow
walked away from Walsh and approached her. The hacker walked slower as she
approached the desk until finally she stopped and leaned over the desk and
Buffy along with it. She placed her hand on the other side of Buffy's body
and just stared down at her for a moment.

"This feels very strange," Buffy said shifting her gaze between Willow and
the class. She was enjoying the closeness, she just felt odd enjoying it in
front of the class.

"Don't worry," Willow said with a gentle smile. "Everything will be fine,"
she continued.

With that she bent further over the desk until she and Buffy were nose to
nose. Then she closed what little distance was left between them and
brought their lips together. The first touch was brief, their lips barely
brushing each other, but it soon deepened.

"Will," Buffy said softly when the hacker pulled away.

"Kiss me and I'll make the sun go down," Willow said leaning back down to
capture the Slayers lips.

This time there was no hesitation and Buffy leaned up to meet Willow's lips.
Bringing her hand up to the back of Willow's neck Buffy drew them closer
together deepening the kiss. Professor Walsh, the entire class, they all
faded away leaving them alone in the darkened classroom, aware of no one or
anything but the feel of each other and the sensations coursing between
them. The feel of Willow's lips against hers, the warmth of her body, the
feel of it pressing against hers. Buffy was in heaven, they both were.
Heaven on earth.

"See," Willow said inching back and letting Buffy up.

"Fortune favors the brave," Buffy said a smile working it's way across her
face.

She was about to say more, but then she heard a flute playing softly in the
distance. It was a sad song and she looked towards the door.

"Do you hear that?" Buffy asked walking out into the hallway.

There was singing. "Can't even shout, can't even cry, the gentlemen are
coming tonight. Looking in windows, knocking on doors, they need to take
seven and they might take yours." The singing was coming from a small girl
with long blond hair who was standing at the end of the hallway with a small
wooden box in her arms. "Can't call to mom, can't say a word, you're gonna
die screaming but you won't be heard," she continued.

Buffy stared at her as she sang, trying to figure out what the lyrics to the
song meant. Soon after the girl stopped singing she felt a hand on her
shoulder. It was Willow, she was standing behind her.

She turned around to see if perhaps the hacker could shed any light on what
was happening, but when she turned it wasn't Willow's face she saw, but the
that of a skeleton like man.

Buffy sat up suddenly, eyes blinking rapidly as she tried to get her
breathing under control. It felt like the rays of light were shining
directly into her retina's. Her back was too the window so she knew this to
be an impossibility, but that was still what it felt like. Rubbing her eyes
she threw her legs over the edge of the bed and hoped down.

She shook her head. That dream had been pretty intense. After casting a
brief glance at Willow, she grabbed her bathroom kit and headed out the
door, all the while wondering if the dream had some sort of important
meaning. If it was…what had Giles called it? Prophetic. She was wondering
if the dream was prophetic.

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Once in the bathroom Buffy glanced into the mirror briefly before starting
to brush her teeth. Before the dream had gotten all weird she had been
enjoying it immensely. If it was prophetic she wondered if the first part
would come true too. She knew that if she had choose between which half to
go with, it would definitely be part A.

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Willow was just waking up as Buffy re-entered their room. She still had
that sleep haze about her like she wasn't quite awake, and she was rubbing
her eyes. Buffy knew with absolute certainty that she had never seen a more
beautiful sight in all her years of life. Buffy smiled as Willow tossed her
blanket off of her revealing her pink cow pajamas. Buffy had been with her
the day she had bought those. She thought they were cute then, and she
still did now. She also knew that the only person who could wear them and
still look sexy was the red-headed hacker lying five-feet in front of her.

"Good morning," Buffy said smiling.

"Hey," Willow said throwing her legs off the side of the bed.

They both paused. That wasn't quite right, no sound had come out. Buffy
rubbed her throat and tried again.

"Good morning," she said again. Still nothing. She frowned. "Do you…can
you…" she was getting increasing nervous. No sound was coming out of her
mouth.

Willow stood up. She quite clearly was alarmed.

"Willow, can you hear me?" Buffy asked. There was still no sound.

"No," Willow answered shaking her head. "I've gone deaf," she continued
bringing her hand up to her ears.

"No, I don't think so," Buffy said quickly walking over to her friend. "We
can't speak," she continued to mouth while her hands flailed about. She was
now officially in a highly agitated state.

"Ahhhh," Willow mouthed trying to scream.

"Ahhhh," Buffy mouthed copying Willow.

Still nothing. Buffy paused for a moment touching Willow's arm before
heading for the door. Opening it up she looked out in to the hallway. All
the way down there were people trying to talk, scream, anything, and all the
way down they were failing.

Buffy turned around when she felt Willow approaching her. Willow looked at
her questioningly.

"The same," Buffy mouthed to her. Willow's face became clouded with
concern. Buffy immediately reached out taking Willow's hand in hers. She
wanted to bring it up to her lips and kiss away her friends concern, what
she did was simply squeeze her hand reassuringly.

"It'll be alright," Buffy mouthed to her. "I promise."

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End of Part One

More to come later,
Janine