"Want to rent some movies and have a girl fest
tonight? We could have ice
cream, and chocolate, and...Brad Pitt."
"Uhh, sorry, not tonight, Buffy." Willow was going
through her closet,
trying to decide what to wear.
"Oh..ok...what do you want to do then?" Willow
pulled out a pink silk top
and layed it down on her bed, next to a long pink
skirt she had picked out
earlier. "and are you planning on getting rid
of some of your clothes?"
Willow looked over at Buffy's confused face. "No..actually..im
going out
tonight."
Buffy's eyes widened slightly and she smiled brightly.
"Out? With a guy?"
after a second, Buffy caught herself and added,
"Or girl?"
Willow grinned. "yeah, one of those."
"And that one would be...."
"You wouldnt believe me if i told you." Willow
walked over to her dresser
and started to pick out lipsticks...then decided
against it, and just
grabbed her shiney gloss.
"Try me. I'll bet i wouldnt be surprised one bit.
Who could resist your
Willow-y charms?" Buffy smiled.
"You will be surprised. *I* was surprised."
A thousand thoughts ran through Buffy's mind at
once. Visions of hundreds of
people, she shook every one of them off. Then
snapped out of her thoughts
when Giles entered in. "Will?"
Willow was searching for her brush, mumbling something under her breath.
"Ok, super-dopper hearing is *not* one of my special skills."
"I said...im hanging out with Percy tonight."
Buffy's jaw dropped, and nothing more was said
as Buffy watched Willow get
ready in a state of shock.
~~~~~~~~~~~
"I havent been here much since High School."
"Yeah...me neither..." Percy and Willow sat on
a couch in the Bronze, trying
to make safe conversation. And failing miserably.
"Ok..." Percy suddenly stood up and offered his
hand to Willow. Willow
smiled and took it, and Percy led her to the dance
floor. It was a slow
number, and Percy held Willow close.
From the shadows, Spike sighed, and took a long
drink of his beer. He
watched as Percy and Willow glided on the dance
floor. Ever since that
morning, when Willow was in his bed...he couldnt
stop thinking about her. He
had always liked the little chit. He found himself
watching her constantly.
Following her. It was sweet torture. He glared
at the young man holding
Willow. What does he have that i dont?
A pulse. A reflection. A suntan.
Shut up.
Spike looked past Willow and caught the eye of
another. The moron was here.
He was watching her too. Looks like we finally
found a common interest,
Xander boy.
Spike made his way over to the other side of the
room without being noticed
by the red head. Xander looked less than thrilled
to see him.
"What are you doing here, Fang?"
"I reckon the same thing you are." he replied,
motioning to Willow. Xander
fell silent as he glared at Percy.
"I think we have some things to discuss, mate."
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