Of Human Bonding
by HDGenscher
The Tree And The River
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TITLE: Of Human Bonding [2/5] - The Tree And The River
AUTHOR: HD_Genscher
RATING: PG-13
PAIRING: B/W
SPOILERS: none
DISCLAIMER: All characters and places belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, et al.
ARCHIVE: HD's Fan Fiction Archive, http://www.wiffy.de/hdffa/
FEEDBACK: If you liked it, I'll appreciate your feedback. And if you didn't like it, it'll help me a lot if you point out what I did wrong.
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OF HUMAN BONDING
Part 2. THE TREE AND THE RIVER
Sometimes, I'm so glad I'm allowed to be with you, to be a part of your life, that I could cry--and somehow, this sentence seems a little awkward...oh well!
You're such a remarkable person: you're strong and beautiful, you're reliable, you're courageous.
You're like a river, meandering through the countryside from the mountains to the sea. You flow slowly sometimes, and sometimes quickly. In one moment you're a thundering waterfall (I can almost feel the spray). In another, you're a country's lifeline, irrigating a desert full of thirsting roses.
You know, being with you (or should I say standing beside you?) has brought out the best in me. I've grown so much since I've known you. I'm not the shy, geeky girl anymore that I once was (a thirsting tree?). Because I now know who I am, through you, and where I am: beside you.
Sometimes, I wish I knew of a way to thank you for what I have become, because of you.
Being with you is like shelter from the storm. You're there when I need someone to protect me from the hazards of a life on the Hellmouth. You're there when I need someone to talk to. You're there if I need someone to cheer me up.
It's you. It's always been you. My river.
When we're together, and others are there as well, it's like swimming with the current. They all get a part of you: your smile, your advice, your helping hand.
But I know, deep inside, that I want more. That's a part of me I don't allow to come to the surface. Certainly not when others are near, and not even when we're alone. That's the part of me that is longing to drown in the beauty that is you. Longing to drown in your eyes, those green orbs of a depth that I can't even imagine. Longing to drown in the shampoo scent of your golden hair. Longing to drown in an endless moment kissing your luscious lips. Longing, sometimes, to drown in your sex, your waters engulfing me.
They still may have your smile, your advice, your helping hand. But I--
I would like to have your heart.
The heart of a river.
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Buffy put down the sheet that Willow had given her. Now she knew why the witch had kissed her in the desert. 'It's from my diary. I wrote it some years ago,' Willow had said. The blonde looked out on the river, trying to find her composure again, then at her friend who was eagerly awaiting her reaction. Buffy pulled the redhead into her arms and kissed her tenderly.
A sudden gust of wind snatched the piece of paper from her hand and carried it far out onto the water. Buffy didn't mind--the words her friend had written had made an indelible impression on her.
Another gust hit them, causing Willow to reluctantly break the kiss. She quickly grabbed the Slayer by her hand and pulled her towards the jeep that was parked some yards away.
Once they were inside, they continued where they had left off a moment ago.
"You have it, you know," Buffy quietely said when they broke the kiss an endless moment later.
"What?"
"My heart..."
The first raindrop hit the windshield.
To be continued in:
Part 3, "Through The Darkest Night"