Insomnia
by HDGenscher
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TITLE: Insomnia
AUTHOR: HD_Genscher
RATING: PG-13
PAIRING: B/W
DISCLAIMER: All characters and places belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, et al.
ARCHIVE: HD's Fan Fiction Archive (http://www.wiffy.de/hdffa/). If you want it too: take it!
FEEDBACK: Please.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fic is based on the idea of using as many episode titles as possible in a consistent story. I don't know if that has been done before, but I kinda liked the idea.
How many episode titles can you find, and which isn't from BtVS?
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I can't sleep. Outside, the not so New Moon Rising above the horizon, and shining into our dorm room, is just bright enough to make me toss and turn Restless-ly in my bed. You, on the other hand, are sound asleep in the bed next to mine. In a couple of hours, The Harsh Light Of Day will put an end to the night (and I hope some incautious vamp will be Killed By Death due to exposition to it), but I'll probably still be contemplating the same question over and over: Who Are You in love with?
Now that you're sleeping, there's a couple of Revelations I can make to you safely.
I must have been Out Of My Mind to sleep with Parker, really. I never thought he would Lie To Me about his feelings, but he did.
I've learned my lesson: there won't be A New Man in my life, ever again. I finally found the 'Real Me,' my true self. I'm not interested in boys anymore. They're all Out Of Mind, Out Of Sight now.
Of course, there was Angel. He'll always be my first, the one I lost my Innocence to, but our love was Doomed. I still have Nightmares when thinking about the time When (S)he Was Bad. I felt that we were Becoming strangers to one another after he returned from hell, and finally I just said, "I Will Remember You" to him on our Graduation Day, after the mayor was defeated. Without any word, he turned around and was Gone.
Looking back, my love life so far is best described as 'Beauty And The Beasts,' don't you think?
It might be a Surprise for you, but I'm Helpless-ly in love with you. Yes, it's true, I'm gay. Considering in retrospect, it didn't take a Prophecy Girl to realize that, to know that I Was Made To Love You. With you by my side, The Weight Of The World -- being the Slayer and all -- is that much easier to endure. Plus, you're a really powerful Witch, helping me to defeat all the Dead Things, demoniacal Enemies and Big Villains from the Hellmouth.
This isn't just one of my Phases. You aren't just a boyfriend Replacement - never will be. I may have made stupid Choices in the past, but I'm certain this isn't one of them.
I know that it's more than just a Crush. I felt it All The Way, but it wasn't until now that I admitted to myself that I Only Have Eyes For You, since quite some time.
In fact, it happened As You Were sitting on that bench at the fountain quad, and I was Seeing 'Red' (as Faith would say) for the first time. Only after making friends with you did I really feel Welcome To The Hellmouth.
Subconsciously, I always hoped you would take The Initiative, ever since we met Vampire Willow, your gay alter ego from Doppelg‰ngland.
We might be facing a Tough Love, with the coming-out and all, but together we'll go All The Way. People might say we're Bad Girls, or other nasty things. Our Living Conditions might seem as if Hell's Bells are ringing sometimes, but I'm willing to bear the Consequences of being in love with a girl.
When we're Older And Far Away, when all of our lives' Shadows have been replaced by bright sunlight, I can see me whispering into your ear -- in Hush-ed tones -- how sexy your Body is.
We'll go Into The Woods hand in hand, you'll be wearing Something Blue underneath, and we will show the world Where The Wild Things Are, playing 'I Robot, You Jane.' Afterwards, we'll do it Once More, With Feeling, if more Passion is possible at all. Or you'll tie me up like an Inca Mummy Girl, and we'll try out that new vibrator (the one whose instructions say 'Some Assembly Required').
You know, I really Wish we'd become a little Family, and every time I'd be Homecoming, I'll think to myself: 'there's No Place Like Home.'
Please don't think I'm a Fool For Love now. And don't say 'Go Fish,' either. I would love to go for a (Lover's?) Walk with you tomorrow, and the greatest Gift would be the fact that you love me too.
"Forever," I suddenly hear you say. 'Oh my God! How much have you heard?' I wonder. Somehow I must've thought aloud...
You get up - and I'm afraid you're going to leave. Believing I've Wrecked our friendship, the only thing I manage to get out is "Willow, I'm sorry."
"Shh...don't be," you whisper. Instead of leaving, I feel you slipping into my bed and snuggling up to me, making sure I'll never be sleepless again.
THE END