FIC: Many Facets - Part III (final)

[Kimber <kacoe@xxxxxxxx>]

Title: Many Facets (3/3)
Author: Kimber (kacoe@xxxxxxx)
Disclaimer: I am a gnat in the world that is the Joss (Hey! Watch it
with that fly swatter). All characters belong to him and Mutant
Enemy. I'm only borrowing the characters. I promise to put them back
when I'm done, a little more angsty perhaps, but none worse for wear. 
This is for fun and non-profit.
Summary: Rumors abound on the USC campus. How will Buffy and Willow
handle their peers thoughts on just what kind of relationship they have
behind closed doors.
Spoilers: Anything up to and including 'Wild at Heart' is fair game.
Distribution: Just drop me a line and it's yours to archive *eg* 
Author's Notes: Feedback = Food. Story probably still has to be
beta'd, any volunteers would be appreciated. Thoughts are enclosed in <
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When she woke, she was acutely aware of three things. One: This was
definitely not her bed. Two: There was a breathing mass of someone
next to her. And three: Her shoulder was protesting even the slightest
bit of movement. 

Buffy looked up at the redhead next to her. She could see the outline
of Willow's face in the moonlight pouring in through the window. 
<Slumbering peacefully. What a day we had my friend. What a day.> 
Buffy tried to move her arm that was quite effectively pinned under
Willow's head, and the redhead began to stir. <Damn, I didn't want to
wake her.>

"Mrumph?."

"Well, Will?that sounded almost human?" Buffy whispered.

"Buffy? What are you?where??.Ugh, I'm so confused?..where are we?"

"In your bed?which, by the way wasn't quite built for two. Think the
housing department is trying to tell us something?" Buffy dead-panned. 
Willow gave her a very confused, sleepy look "I think we both fell
asleep here last night after sobfest '99?"

"Oh, right?Right! Are you OK?I mean?.you were crying and?I felt so
bad?it was so?..it was very intense." Back to babble mode, even half
asleep.

"I'm OK, Will. Just need to move before I loose all permanent feeling
in my shoulder."

"I'm sorry?.did I hurt you?I must have fallen asleep. How's your
shoulder? You want me to look at it again?" Willow shot from babble
mode into concerned mode in record time.

"It's fine, really. I must have slept on it the wrong way. We both fell
asleep, you're not the only one?and no?you didn't hurt me. You could
never do that." The last remark was thrown in there for some reason. 
Barely audible, barely a whisper. It was like her brain misfired or
something. It wasn't meant to be actual words, just a really comforting
thought.

Willow looked at her and smiled. They both just looked at each other. 
They lay there in compatible silence, Buffy's head was on Willow's
shoulder and her hand was draped over her stomach under the covers. 
<Covers? Where did they come from?>

"Buffy. About Jeff, "Willow began. She wasn't sure what to say or how
to articulate her feelings. It was as if she couldn't think being this
close to her.

"Uh, huh?" Buffy turned her head in Willow's direction and found
herself almost nose to nose with the redhead. They both gasped a
little, unsure of what was happening, yet not wanting it to stop.

"I'm sorry?.I mean?the things he said were because I turned him down?he
never should have dragged you into it?I didn't want you to know?" 

"I know Will, and it's not for you to be sorry about. He's just a big
mean jerk. And if he ever comes near you again I'll have to show him a
thing or two." Buffy responded.

More silence.

"Buffy," she began, "About what you said last night?.about Angel?..how
you feel is?." She floundered. She just couldn't find the words to
convey how she was feeling.

"It's alright, Will. You don't have to say anything about it?..it was
pretty intense?.I didn't mean for it to come out that way?.I'm sorry if
I scared you."

"No, Buffy?..it was?.it was beautiful. It was probably, the most
beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me?..I don't know how??how to
tell you how much you mean to me too?..I can't find the words?.it's too
hard." 

The tears in both girls eyes began to resurface. The feelings that had
shown themselves last night didn't want to quit just yet. Buffy looked
at her. Tears shining in her eyes, she couldn't thing of one thing that
was more beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time. Slowly, she
reached her hand up to wipe them away. She never meant to make her
cry?.

Willow closed her eyes to the feathery touch of her friend wiping away
the tears. This was all happening so fast and so slow at the same
time. They both felt it, felt like they were sitting on the edge of
something, both afraid to take a step closer to see what the other side
of the door held for them. Just then, she felt a soft, loving kiss on
her cheek and a hand smoothing down her hair.

Buffy wasn't sure what made her do it. It seemed harmless at the time. 
Kissing her friend on the cheek, comfort for them both. They'd done it
a million different times on a million different occasions, and
sometimes for no occasion at all. It felt good to be this close to
her?..closer than they'd been in a long time, or maybe ever before. She
reached out her hand and brushed the hair away from her face. She felt
Willow relax and smile under her kiss?her cheeks gently changing shape. 
She'd done that?made Willow smile. And there wasn't anywhere Buffy
belonged right then, other than next to her.

"I love you, ya know?..I said so many things last night, but not that. 
I need you to know how much?"

"I know Buffy??"Willow whispered.

Buffy laid her hand on Willow's shoulder. With her thumb, she made
light, tiny circles on her neck. So many thoughts raced through her
mind. <What exactly am I doing here? Why am I touching Willow?> She
was afraid of the answers, afraid of the truth in them, the truth she
knew had surfaced sometime last night in her declaration of love for her
best friend.

Willow sighed. She wasn't sure of what was happening. Her breathing
became a bit labored under the slayers touch. Sensations ran a rampage
through her body. Sensations she never felt before with anyone.

Buffy stopped. She took Willow's sigh as a sign of being uncomfortable. 
"Will, I'm sorry?I shouldn't have?." She began to withdraw her hand. 
She didn't get very far because another hand shot up in the darkness and
stopped her.

"No, Buffy?it's OK..I mean?it's nice being here with you?.."She turned
to look at the slayer. "Please," she breathed, "Don't??don't stop."

It was all the encouragement Buffy needed. She reached up and in a bold
move, touched Willows cheek with her hand. Willow blinked at her touch,
lowering her eyes to the blond before her?inches away. <Close enough
to?>

Looking into her best friends eyes, Buffy didn't find discomfort, or
fear, or trepidation?what she found was love. All consuming,
unconditional love. She moved her hand slowly to Willow's lips and
outlined them with her thumb. They were as soft as she'd always
suspected. Soft, warm and very inviting.

Willow gazed at the girl next to her, inches away. Everything they'd
gone through, every tear, every doubt, every hesitation had all led up
to this point. Buffy moved her thumb over Willow's mouth, outlining it
gently. Without thinking, as if it were as natural response as any, she
kissed the slayer's thumb lightly, sending tingles to every nerve she
knew existed, and some she didn't. All the while, her eyes were focused
on the beautiful woman next to her.

"No words." Buffy quietly offered, "No words for how I feel?..how much
you mean in my life. I want to show you, Willow?..will you let
me??..Can you?"

Buffy felt the answer. It was the slightest nod, the smallest movement,
but she knew. Willow's reached over and cupped her face in her hand. 
She brushed a stray piece of hair from her face and smiled her best
Willow smile. Buffy always felt a warm, inviting welcome in the girls
smile. She always felt that things would be alright, every thing dark
and morose in the world would fade away as long as Willow simply smiled.

Slowly, Buffy leaned up a bit and was face to face with her friend. 
They both wanted this moment to last, there would never be another one
like it. Looking at her, seeing the love and trust in her eyes?that's
all Buffy needed. Gently, she leaned down and lightly brushed her lips
against Willow's cheek, and her forehead, her eyes, her nose. It was
slow, soft, sensual.

The redhead gave in to her friends touch, her kisses. She couldn't
believe this was happening. Couldn't believe that Buffy was here,
kissing her. The kisses were feather light and sweet, but Willow wanted
more??<What was it that Faith used to say? Oh
yeah?..want?..take?..have.> She reached up and stopped Buffy's
teasings, if things were going to advance, the redhead felt like she'd
have to take things into her own hands.

"Will??I'm sorry?I thought you wanted??"Buffy was confused and froze
under the hacker's gaze.

"No?it's alright?I mean?.I?.Buffy, you're driving me nuts!?I want?..I
want more?..contact" She blushed at the force of the statement.

Buffy looked at Willow, saw the truth of it in her eyes. Slowly she
bent down and touched her lips to Willows. It was slow at first, both
needing to get used to the feeling, the texture and softness of it all. 
Buffy's hand trailed down to Willow's side, rubbing her hip and feeling
her bend and move through the sweatpants she wore. Willow gave a little
moan under the contact and brought her hand up to the nape of the
slayer's neck. She deepened the kiss, invaded the blondes mouth with
her own. Buffy complied, parting her lips slightly to this something
new and wonderful. The kisses deepened with each passing moment, both
hesitating, yet wanting more and more.

It was Buffy who broke the kiss first. "Will. Oh, Willow" She smiled
down at her friend, her eyes glistening with a new borne desire. "Looks
like we've gotten ourselves into a little?thing here."

"Buffy, I?I don't know how to?do this. I mean. It scares me. This is
what scared me before. The feelings I have?..for you." 

No more words were said. They told each other how they felt with their
eyes, with their kisses that were sometimes passionate, sometimes
sweet. Willow leaned up to meet her friends welcoming kisses every
time, with more and more desire. Buffy sat up and began to unbutton
her blouse, it didn't take long for Willow to take over. Soon, her own
shirt joined Buffy's on the floor, a testament to their own layers being
peeled away slowly, both discovering the new facets of their
relationship. As each piece of clothing was removed and cast aside,
they both knew that the point of turning back was further and further
behind them.

As they rounded the last corner of the obstacles that kept them apart,
the last article of clothing that kept flesh from flesh, they both knew
that this was where they belonged. Each exploring the other's body
tentatively, charting new territory. The desire for each other that
neither of them had experienced with anyone before culminated in a rush
of moans, sweat and tears. Both experienced the other in bold,
beautiful and blinding living color, neither wanting the sensations to
ebb or fade away. And when they pulled away from each other it was not
for lack of desire?..but lack of oxygen.

"Wow." They both said in unison. Each realizing the echo of their
sentiments, they giggled, not knowing what was to come next, but not
really caring either. Things had changed that night. And it was all of
the good.

The moments where darkness and dawn meet for a final dance were edging
up through the little town of Sunnydale, and a wicked little grin began
to play across the face of the slayer.

"Hey, Will?.get dressed. I have an idea." Willow gave her a look of
confusion, but complied, eager to see what the slayer had in store for
her next. 

They both dresses quickly and Buffy grabbed the comforter off the bed. 
Taking Willow's hand they walked out of the room and towards the exit.

"Buffy, as much as I can appreciate your need for fresh air, don't you
think we're a little underdressed?"

"Shh, no talking. I want to show you something. Come on, no one will
see us."

With that Buffy led them up the stairs to the fourth floor and through a
maintenance door. At the far end of the room was a window, large enough
for someone to fit through. Willow followed the slayer up the fire
escape and they both ascended to the roof.

Buffy led her friend to the far corner and sat down. Willow followed
suite and they both snuggled into the blanket. 

"I started coming up here when things got really nasty with Kathy,
the-demon-roommate-from-hell. I'd finish patrol, take a shower then
come up here to think. I was up here so long one night I fell asleep. 
But I woke up just in time to see the sunrise. I've never told anyone
about this place. I mean, I'm sure the maintenance guys know about it
and all, but?.I could never quite bring myself to bring someone here. 
Until now. I wanted to share it with you, Will. I don't know what's
going to happen next, neither of us do, but I just felt like I had to
give you something for everything you've ever given me. I wanted to
give you a sunrise."

Willow smiled. "That was?.."

"Cheesy?I know Will."

"No not cheesy, sweet?a little cheesy, but hey, I like cheese." Both
girls giggled. Willow put her head on Buffy's shoulder and together
they watched as a new day began. Neither knew what the new day had in
store for them. Demons, vampires, rumors, tests, prophesies?.but none
of it mattered now. Nothing mattered but the newly discovered many
facets of their friendship and the sunrise that was about to begin.

FINIS


//K guys. That's it. Sequal? Perhaps....lets see what the theme is
for next week *EG* I really don't like that Jeff person....he needs to
be hit. Hard.//
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Willow: It's horrible! That's me as a vampire? 
I'm so evil and... skanky. (aside to Buffy, worried) 
And I think I'm kinda gay.

Buffy: Willow, just remember, a vampire's personality 
has nothing to do with the person it was.

Angel: Well, actually... (gets a look from Buffy) 
uh, That's a good point.
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