Nothing But You
by Whedonist
Chapter 11
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A/N: Adjusted the dialouge in Chapter 9...sorry about that you guys. Ah that's it. Thanks
Disclaimer: See priors.
Chapter 11
The following day things were hectic. Tara and Fred came up around 3 to help Willow and Buffy get ready for the dance. Xander and Angel went to the airport to pick Faith and Kate up. By the time everything was said and done 7pm got there before anyone could blink. Meeting up at the Espresso Pump, the gang trekked over to the Bronze.
"B, tell me again why I had to be Scooby?" Faith whined.
"Lack of options. Wills's clearly the brains, I'm the well, I'm more take charge, Cordy, was there ever a question and Xand fits the requirement for Shaggy."
"Uhn" was the only response Faith gave.
"Scoob, aren't you my bestest pal in the whole world?" Xander asked in a high pitched Shaggy like voice. "Who runs away screaming with you when we get chased by monsters? Who helps you make those peanut butter and banana sandwiches you like so much? Me, you're old pal Shaggy."
Faith hit "Shaggy" upside the head and ran for the door. Tara and Fred looked on in amazement. They had been up on a consistent basis to hang out with Willow and the group and were consistently impressed with how well everyone seemed to function with each other. The gang walked in to the Bronze and were greeted with a few flashing bulbs. Angel had hired a professional photographer for the party and had planned on making a collage for the bar. Everyone got seated and placed drink orders with a waitress
Faith rubbed her hands together and smiled. "So who's up for some dancing?" She received a few smiles and some non-committal shrugs. "B you wannna dance? Kate's running late and I need to boogie. Come on. Red you don't mind if I borrow your girl?"
"Nah just bring her back in one piece."
"Sure thing boss."
Scooby and Fred left to join the mass of people on the dance floor. Dawn was currently tugging at her collar.
"What's wrong Dawnie?"
"This stupid thing. Remind me Willow bondage no fun."
"What what about bondage fun?" Xander let out.
"It's only fun with the fuzzy hand cuffs oh and a blindfold Dawnie." Willow supplied.
Tara and Fred's mouths dropped open.
"Willow," was all Tara could get out.
"What it's not like Buffy and I play Mistress of Pain every night, I'm just saying..." She trailed off as she realized the words that were coming out of her mouth. She blushed and tried to cover it up, "What I mean is that you can't be net girl without seeing a sexy site or two."
"Did anyone else just go to a scary visual place?" Xander asked raising his hand. Angel, Dawn, and Cordy all raised their hands in agreement.
Tara just cocked an eyebrow and smirked.
"Ok now that Velma here as supplied us with enough mental scarring to last us the rest of our lives, I say I need to dance. Angel?"
"Cordy you know me and dancing are like vampires and sunlight. They don't go well together."
"You're not that bad. Xander's way worse than you, but he still goes out there and makes a fool of himself for Dawn. Please?"
"Hey, I resent that. I'm not nearly as bad as your boy toy Cordy."
"And that thing you do on the dance floor resembles dancing how?"
"I'll have you know that my skills on the dance floor are renowned the world over."
"Yeah in like the Amazon where walking in a fast circle is still considered the best move on the floor. Get over it Xand, you couldn't dance if Patrick Swayze taught you."
Angel pulled Cordy to the dance floor before the younger man had a chance to respond.
Tara looked from Dawn to Willow to Xander and wondered, "I still can't believe you guys are friends."
"Please, that was mild; it's some weird form of bonding between the two." Dawn shrugged and sipped at her drink.
"I'm not that bad am I Dawnie?"
"Xander honey, just let it go. You try and that's what matters to me."
Trying to change the subject, Willow looked over at Tare, "So are you guys gonna spend the night or drive back?"
"Sorry Wills I have to be in the lab tomorrow by 9."
"Poop." Willow looked over as Faith had left Buffy on the dance floor in favor of greeting her girlfriend. Willow excused herself and went to get the blonde. She moved behind her and wrapped her arms around the ascot wearing girl. "Hey there sexy, you come here often?"
Buffy turned around and smiled. "Sometimes, but I should warn you, I have a girlfriend."
"Hmm, ah well thought I'd give it a shot." Willow made to leave and was stopped by a pair of lips. They began moving to the music and were lost in each other for the next five songs.
Faith led Kate over to the table and pulled her into her lap. "So we have a costume contest going on. Did you guys cast your vote?"
"The girl just came by." Tara said.
"It should be kinda cool. Angel didn't tell me what the winner would get, but he's usually good about those types of things."
"He does it at the office every now and again. Like the last guy that brought in a big client got a new TV."
Fred piped up, "So Kate you do what exactly, you're always off workin' when Tara and I come up and I'll be honest it's kinda intriguing."
"Well, it depends on the person that hires us. When I first started I expect a lot of cloak and dagger and mystery. I went so far as to buy a trench coat, but it's not really. Our biggest clients are law firms and we occasionally are pulled in by the SDPD for help on major cases. Angel seems to have access to all of the bigger processing labs in California."
"Nice, so you all don't have to ya know shoot people down?"
"Nope, that's reserved for the police."
"Never wanted to be a cop?"
"I was in L.A. Came from a long line of them actually, but it gets, it wears you down after a time and I took an early retirement."
Tara looked at the blonde, "Ah how old are you?"
"28."
"Retirement?" Fred asked.
"Long story," was all Kate offered.
Not wanting to pry the two let it go. Tara grabbed Fred's hand and made their way to the dance floor passing Buffy and Willow on their way to sit down. The night remained light and fun. With the dancing and the laughing and Faith having to go and break out a reserve bottle of champaign, the gang had a fantastic evening.
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October ended on a high note what with the end of the month Halloween costume party and even though they didn't win the contest the night turned out to be one for the record books. For all of the excitement in October, November turned out to be relatively quiet. December was winding down with the holiday break beginning next week. Willow had been asked to stay with the Summers-Giles clan over the break and had readily agreed.
The only thing of notable interest was that Riley had once again taken to leering at Buffy. Willow found herself in the last class of the term red faced and jealous midway through the lecture. So much so that she was unable to take her famous color coordinated notes. As the class was dismissed she threw her notebook in her bag and grabbed Buffy's hand.
They were halfway down the hall when Buffy started in, "Wills, honey, my arm is attached. Please, what's up?"
Finally slowing down Willow looked back at the blonde, "Sorry," she frowned, "it's just that he's made with the ogling of you all through this class and it's been pissing me off. I mean you told him you're involved and he's sitting there acting like you two are the two that are the two and not US two. And it's a you and a me thing not a you and a he thing and if he doesn't stop I swear I'm gonna turn him into a rat."
Buffy wrapped her girlfriend in a hug and kissed the top of her head. She couldn't suppress the chuckle that came forth and felt Willow tense up from underneath her embrace.
"I'm gonna go." Willow turned to leave and was stopped by Buffy.
"No you're not. I wasn't laughing at your anger 'cuz your right it's creepy that he's made with the ogling. I've just been ignoring and didn't really think that it would upset you this much. Come on." Buffy pulled Willow in the direction of their class.
"Buff?" Willow asked.
"Trust me."
They went back to the lecture hall and waited on Riley to come out. As the straggling students and professor departed, Riley began gathering his notes and the class papers.
"Riley," Buffy started, "I just needed to clear some things up. First let me start by saying that it didn't go unnoticed the looks you've been giving me in class and they were not appreciated. I told you I'm not only involved, but I'm seriously off the market. Second, you upset my girlfriend. That I don't like so let me make this perfectly clear. Back off. And to finish this oh so wonderful conversation: even if I were straight, you and I would never have a shot. I have the perfect girlfriend: Smart, Gorgeous, Sexy, Funny and definitely FEMALE. If you and I were the last people on the planet with the only shot at saving the human race, I'd rather go extinct than touch you."
Willow gaped at her girlfriend. She couldn't believe that Buffy would say the things she was saying. She was also just the slightest bit alarmed that as Buffy gripped her hand and laid in to the TA that Willow was seriously turned on. She didn't think about her actions, but as Buffy finished shutting the man down, Willow spun Buffy to her and attacked the shorter girl's lips. Kissing her hard, Willow's hand trailed down to grab Buffy's backside. She heard her girl moan and smiled internally. Finishing the embrace she turned her attention to Riley.
"Mine." She growled out and drug Buffy out of the door.
Riley could only stand and watch the two leave as quickly as they had entered.
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The girls practically ran to the dorms. Willow was currently feeling faint and on fire, she knew that getting Buffy alone was pretty much a necessity. Willow fumbled with the lock but managed to open the door. Buffy stood and watched the heated redhead and felt a warmth wash through her. Willow grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. She barley managed to close the door before Willow had her in her arms. The redhead walked them backwards to the bed and pulled Buffy on top of her. They had never managed to get past making out with light petting in their previous sessions, but Buffy knew that today would be different.
They had stayed on the bed attached for the next twenty minutes. Willow was definitely bolder than previous alone time and had managed to not worry about having her hand under the blonde's shirt to caress a bra clad breast. Buffy was more reserved; she wasn't sure how far Willow had intended to go, but she didn't want to go too far. Being as conservative as possible, Buffy was content with over the clothes fondling. Willow moved away from Buffy's mouth to trail kisses to her ear. She wasn't getting the attention she needed and knew why.
Whispering she said, "Buffy you can touch me I won't break. I'll let you know when it's too much."
She felt the older girl swallow hard and then felt Buffy's hands urge Willow's shirt off.
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"Ri man I can't believe you stood there and took that." Parker Abrams and his other frat house brother Forrest were standing around the commons listening to Riley recount the confrontation with the two girls earlier today.
"Finn who were these girls again?" Forrest asked.
"Buffy Summers and Willow Rosenberg."
Xander looked up from the book he was reading at the mention of his two bestest buds names and walked over to the three guys.
"Hi guys."
"Harris right?" Parker asked.
"That'd be me."
"Yeah aren't you friends with Buffy and Willow? You've probably seem them in action Harris." Forrest said.
Riley broke out in to a leer, "Seeing those two go at it today was great. How often do you get to watch?"
Xander just sputtered, "How? What? How?"
"C'mon Xander, you've had to get a piece of that. Especially Buffy. I've heard she's pretty giving if you know what I mean."
"Park if she is girl on girl only I defiantly have a way to bring her around to the right side of the fence." Forrest joked.
Xander finally found his voice, "Hey all of you stop. Those are my friends you're talking about. I can guarantee that they wouldn't touch any of you."
"What the hell's your problem Harris?" Riley asked stepping into his space.
"I said," Xander moved closer to Riley and jabbed a finger in his chest, "the girls are my friends and if you don't cut out the talk I'm going to have to do something damn manly about it soon."
The other guys crowded around Xander.
Riley poked back and said, "I think the dykes' lap dog need to be taught a lesson. What do you think boys?"
Xander's vision exploded in red at the dyke comment and he did the only thing a friend would do when someone was talking in such away about the people they cared for. He landed a clean right hook to the side of Riley's face, spun around, took a swing at the other two boys. Parker managed to avoid the punch, but Xander got a solid hit in on Forrest. Riley and Forrest both folded which left Xander and Parker squaring off with each other. The other boy lunged for Xander and managed to tackle him. They went stumbling backwards into a coffee table that shattered under their combined weight and force. Xand tried to push Abrams away, but was stopped by a solid punch in the stomach knocking the wind out of him. Parker let another punch fly and hit him in the left temple.
Security came in just then and tried to break the boys up. Xander didn't stop and lunged for Parker throwing him into the side of a coke machine and kneed him in the groin before the mace came.
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The girls were lying there half naked breathing hard. No sex, not yet, but Willow had definitely gotten into the swing of touching Buffy. She looked to the night stand when her cell phone started ringing.
"Hello." She answered.
"Wills It's Xand. Is Buffy there?"
Her face scrunched up in concern. He sounded tired and just a little bit scared. "Xand, what's wrong?"
"Can you come and pick me up at the campus police station?"
"What?"
"I'll explain when you see me and can you bring me some aspirin and a shirt please."
"Yeah sure. We're on our way." Willow hung up and turned to her girlfriend. "Come on we need to go get Xander at the police station."
"What" Buffy asked sitting up and grabbing her bra and top. "and again what?"
"I don't know. Let's go we need to stop at your room and get him a shirt."
Buffy followed her frowning girlfriend out of the room and to the campus police station.