One Belief Away
by sailor80
Two
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Buffy reached out and turned off the alarm just as it started. Willow didn't move or acknowledge the noise, and Buffy smiled. She played with Willow's hair and thought about what had happened the night before. It was just a night like any other and then it was the best night ever. Buffy lowered her face and kissed the top of Willow's head. She rested her lips there, inhaling Willow's scent.
Willow mumbled something, then sat up suddenly. She looked sleepily at Buffy before shifting her eyes to the clock. When the time registered, she lay down just as suddenly and rearranged herself alongside and on Buffy. Then she sat up again, her eyes wide.
Buffy stifled a giggle. "Good morning."
Willow relaxed and smiled down at Buffy. "Best morning." She leaned down to kiss Buffy. Willow meant it to be chaste and brief, but it quickly turned into something more.
Willow's alarm clock interrupted them. Buffy climbed out of bed and turned it off. When she turned to come back to bed, Willow was watching her with a small smile. "What?"
"Nothing." Willow pushed herself to the edge of the bed and stood.
Buffy was right there and pulled her into a hug. "I love you, Willow."
"I love you, too." Willow returned the embrace. Her pulse and respiration jumped.
Buffy noticed the change and smiled. She was about to say something when Willow kissed her. Full out, I want you now, passionately. Buffy kissed her back and lowered them to the bed.
Just before 11 am, they got up went to shower. The bathroom was empty, and they took the last and largest cubicle to shower together. As much fun as it was to bathe each other, the need for nutrition overrode it. They filed the idea away for later, finished their showers and dressed.
By 11:30, they were in line at the cafeteria. After eating, they headed back to their dorm room to pick up their books for their one afternoon class, and the only class they had together, psychology.
Buffy tried to pay attention to Professor Walsh, but it was difficult. Willow was next to her, gorgeous and sexy and, fortunately, paying enough attention for both of them. Every time Buffy tried to take notes, they came out up as doodles of their names or joined initials. She sighed and stared at the clock, willing it to move faster. It refused, and Buffy turned her gaze back to Willow.
Buffy's relief at the conclusion of the lecture was dampened by Riley's approach. "Oh, crap," she muttered.
"Hi, Buffy, Willow."
"Hi, Riley," Buffy answered. Willow smiled and waved.
"We still on for later?" Riley asked Buffy.
"Uh, actually, I need to talk to you about that," Buffy answered. She turned to Willow. "I just need a minute," Buffy told her softly.
Willow searched Buffy's face. After a few moments, she nodded. "Okay." Willow moved toward the door. From where she stood, she could see both their faces.
Buffy watched Willow's retreat for a few second before turning back to Riley. "Um, there's a lot of stuff going on right now."
"Huh?" Riley looked confused.
"You're a nice guy and everything, Riley, but,"
Riley interrupted her. "Oh, man, 'you're a nice guy' is the kiss of death. You're dumping me."
"Well, yeah," Buffy answered. She looked up at him. "There's somebody that I have
feelings for and I just found out they feel the same way."
"Great." Riley forced himself to smile.
"I know this is really awkward and this is the classic bad line, but I hope we can still be friends," Buffy said.
"Comrades," he answered. "See you in the field." Riley turned and walked away.
Buffy watched him for a second, then turned to Willow, watching from beside the upper exit. She climbed the shallow stairs quickly.
"Everything okay?" Willow asked.
"I think so," Buffy answered. She reached for Willow's hand and smiled. "We are officially school free until Monday. Whatcha wanna do?"
Willow looked sideways at her as they left the lecture hall. "I'm sure we can think of something," she said. "Ooo, I know, Mom and Dad are gone. We can spend the weekend there. Bigger bed, bigger TV, bigger refrigerator."
"I'm sold. Let's dump the books and go." She squeezed Willow's hand and said in a lower tone. "Not like we'll need clothes or anything."
Willow immediately flushed bright red. "Buffy!"
"What?" Buffy feigned innocence.
"You know what."
Willow saw Tara walking toward them and tried to drop Buffy's hand. Buffy refused to let go. "Hi, Tara."
"Hi, W-willow," Tara answered. She looked at Buffy curiously, wondering whether this was the person about whom Willow spoke so often.
"Tara, this is my best friend, Buffy Summers. Buffy, this is Tara Maclay. From the Wicca group."
"N-nice to m-m-meet you," Tara said.
"Nice to meet you, too," Buffy answered. She turned to Willow. "I'll get started without you." Buffy pecked her cheek before releasing Willow's hand and resuming her walk to their room.
Willow nodded and watched her disappear into the crowd before turning her attention back to Tara. "How're you?"
"I'm g-good. How are you?"
"Fine, thanks." Willow looked at her feet.
"You t-t-two l-look re-really cute together," Tara said.
Willow looked up. "It just happened, Tara. I'm really, really sorry. I wouldn't hurt you for anything."
"I know," Tara answered quietly. "I h-ho-hope you're h-h-h-happy together."
"We are."
"See you l-l-la-lat-later."
"Call me next week, okay?" Willow asked.
Tara nodded.
"I have to go. She's waiting."
Tara nodded again.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah." Tara nodded again.
Willow wanted to get back to Buffy, but her conscience poked her. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm f-fine, Willow. Go."
"You're sure?"
"I'm s-sure," Tara confirmed.
"Okay," Willow said. "See you later."
Tara nodded one last time and Willow walked away.