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The Rogue Slayer	By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 12311 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Kevin stares in surprise at the pretty blonde walking up the sidewalk. Turning a raised eyebrow towards the brunette. �She�s the butch?�

�Like I said, she can be.� Faith grins at the guy before walking down to meet Tara. �Hey.� Faith whispers, grasping Tara�s hand gently before kissing her quickly.

�Hi, sweetie.� Tara smiles lovingly at Faith as the woman practically hums with happiness. �Happy to see me, or happy with the apartment you found?�

�Both.� Faith grins as she urges Tara up to the building, laughing. �Tare, this is Kevin. Kevin, this is Tara.�

�Nice to meet you.� Tara smiles, shaking the man�s hand.

�Nice to meet you, too.� Kevin shakes his head, pointing his finger at Faith. �I think you�re pulling my leg, miss.�

�Am not. She�s wicked mean when she gets going. Tell him, Tare. Let him know that you definitely are butch.� Faith wiggles her eyebrows at the blushing witch.

�What have you been discussing?� Tara squeaks, her eyes wide on her lover.

�He didn�t think I looked the butch type, so�� Faith chuckles as Tara groans quietly. �Tell me you ain�t butch when the mood strikes you.� Faith leans in whispering in her ear. �Who was all take charge this mornin�, huh? And who ordered Red and B around? You gotta admit it.�

�Fine, you pain in the ass. Just remember this at a later date.� Tara offers, growling quietly. �So, what are we here to see?�

Kevin laughs quietly at the two women. �You want to check out the two bedroom or the one bedroom?�

�Faith?� Tara questions, her eyebrow lifted.

�I�m kinda partial to the one bedroom.� Faith admits, smiling hopefully.

�Other than the obvious reason, why?� Tara laughs as Faith�s eyes light up.

�Jacuzzi tub and bigger bedroom.� Faith explains quickly.

�Let�s check it out.� Tara follows the other two up the five flights of stairs. Leaning in, Tara whispers softly in Faith�s ear. �Is the whole apartment building this clean?�

�Yep. Kevin owns, runs and fixes the place.� Faith explains softly. �He even lives here.�

Tara looks in surprise at her lover. �He does?�

�Yes, he does.� Faith admits, grinning hugely. �Check it out, babe. See if you like it. It�s way above the rest clean wise, let alone the condition the furniture�s in.� Faith follows Tara into the apartment, letting her check it out as she walks through from the living room to the kitchen, laughing quietly at the bathroom before she walks into the bedroom, a hand trailing over the bed, unconsciously pressing down firmly, nodding at the firmness of the mattress.

�How much, sweetie?� Tara questions opening a closet door, checking out the size before closing it back, turning her gaze on Faith.

�It�s $600 a month, and includes cable.� Faith looks eagerly at the witch.

�I�ll let you two talk it over, if you want. Come up to the 8D and get me when you�re done.� Kevin hands the keys to Faith as he smiles and walks out of the apartment, letting the two women discuss things in private.

Faith watches as he shuts the door behind him, before turning her gaze back on Tara. �What�cha think?�

�I think it�s a damn good price for what we�ve got here.� Tara admits, following Faith as she walks back out of the bedroom.

�He even supplies basic kitchen ware with the apartment.� Faith explains as she opens cabinets and drawers showing Tara the functional dishes. �Like he said, nothing fancy, but it�ll get the job done.�

Tara walks into the living room, sitting down on the couch. �Not bad, should be relatively comfortable to sit on for a period of time.�

Faith plops down beside Tara before turning to lay her head on the witch�s lap while propping her feet up on the end of the couch. Wiggling her body, Faith looks up, grinning at the witch. �I can deal.�

Tara laughs as she reaches down, stroking a hand through the slayer�s dark hair. �Do you like it?�

�Yeah, I do. It�s clean, he obviously takes care of the place, it has the codes to get into the apartment building. He�s on the premises and from the sounds of it, is available pretty much 24/7 for any problems we have.� Faith ticks off the pluses.

�And it has a big Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom, to help soothe achy slayer muscles after you come in from a hard night slaying.� Tara softly whispers, smiling gently into Faith�s eyes.

�I was thinkin� more along the lines of a tub big enough for both of us to get into some serious mischief in. But your idea has some merit.� Faith wiggles her eyebrows, smirking before she lifts her body and shifts to face Tara. �You ready to take a big step and move into an apartment with me?�

�I could ask you the same thing.� Tara softly admits running her thumb over Faith�s cheekbone.

�I want to. It feels right.� Faith smiles at Tara before leaning in to kiss her softly. �Being with you feels right.�

�Then, let�s do it.� Tara smiles softly as Faith starts to grin. Tara squeals Faith�s name as the slayer pounces on her, kissing her hungrily.

�You said let�s do it.� Faith�s eyes twinkle merrily. �He said the apartments got thick walls, just thought maybe we should check them out, see how thick they are.�

�Evil slayer.� Tara leans in kissing Faith before laughing. �After we get the apartment, let�s not push it, just yet!�

�Spoil sport.� Faith grumbles, before chuckling at her lover.

Tara becomes serious for a moment, stroking her hands down Faith�s cheeks, looking into the gorgeous brown eyes that showed more than the slayer probably realized they did. Seeing the caring, and yes, the obvious desire, but also seeing the love slowly growing within the slayer. �You realize I haven�t lived with anyone for three years, right?� Tara softly explains, a small smile working across her face. �I might be the problem child in this relationship.�

�Nah. You�ll be great. You�ll probably want to take care of me and everythin�.� Faith has a small smile on her face, but a serious look in her eyes as she says the words.

�As much as you�ll let me.� Tara agrees softly, pulling Faith to her and kissing her lovingly.

�Plus, you said you can cook. I can fix a minimum of things, but Mrs. S. usually does the majority of cooking at the house. I can fix things like burgers and throwing shit in the oven to cook.� Faith grins hugely. �I can chop, dice and slice also. So prepping things I�ve gotten real good at.�

�I guess we can figure out the particulars later. Let�s see what we need to fill out to rent this place.� Tara smiles as Faith helps her up, the two women leaving the apartment to go upstairs to Kevin�s place.

Tara leans against the wall by the door as Faith knocks smartly on the door, laughing quietly at the slayer�s never ending energy as she rocks back and forth on her feet.

�You�re laughin� at me, ain�t ya�?� Faith�s smiles at Tara�s laughter, enjoying the musical sound.

�Sort of.� Tara admits, chuckling. �Your energy is probably going to be the end of me.�

�I don�t know �bout that. You�re pretty strong, which was sort of surprising. You like to run?� Faith questions, eyeing the witch. �Oops.� Faith murmurs as Kevin opens the door.

�Sorry about the delay.� Kevin steps back, letting the two women in his apartment. �Was running the vacuum cleaner and thought I heard something.�

�That�s okay.� Tara smiles as she walks into the apartment, smiling at the huge open space. �What did you do, combine two apartments into one?�

�Yeah. I like the open space.� Kevin admits, grinning. �Don�t like feeling closed in. I forgot to tell you, but there�s washers and dryers down in the basement for use. They�re pay ones, but it saves you from having to go out and do the laundry elsewhere.�

�Thanks, that might come in handy.� Faith admits smiling. �So, if you want us, we�d like to rent the place.�

�Sure, come on over here and sit down.� Kevin motions to the desk set up in the corner, handing the papers to the two women. �Standard rental agreement. I have it set up for a month by month basis since you weren�t too terribly sure how long you wanted to rent the place. Which is kind of the usual around here, for some reason.�

�A lot of people do seem to come and go in this town.� Tara murmurs softly as she reads the papers that Faith just handed over to her.

�Don�t worry about filling out the reference section. I got a pretty good feel for people, and I don�t think I need to worry about you two trashing the place.� Kevin watch�s Tara as she quickly flips the page of the agreement.

�If you�re sure. I don�t mind filling it out.� Tara glances up, smiling quickly before looking back down, finishing the rental agreement. �Pretty cut and dried. Did you want to read it, sweetie?� Tara glances towards Faith.

�Nah. You�re the brains of this outfit.� Faith taps her fingers lightly on her leg. �When can we move in?�

�As soon as you want. As you could tell, they�re ready for someone to come at a moments notice.� Kevin explains, smiling.

�Do you want to work on moving in now, or wait �til the end of the week?� Faith questions looking at Tara. �I know you got school �til Friday. But we can move the majority of your stuff in here, if you want.�

�I really don�t have that much to move.� Tara admits quietly as she looks back at Faith, smiling at the slayer.

�So a trip with the Jeep will get it done?� Faith smiles as Tara nods. �Pretty much the same with me. Though I think I got more clothes than you do.�

�You�re rougher on your clothes than I am.� Tara smirks at the slayer.

�Can�t help it.� Faith shrugs, smiling. �I guess we can go ahead and take it now. I�ll work on slowly bringing my stuff over, I�m sure Mrs. S. wouldn�t mind me borrowing the Jeep to move. Gotta help move B and Red anyway this weekend.�

�We�ll go ahead and take it now.� Tara smiles at Kevin as she pulls out her checkbook. �Maybe we can borrow Mrs. Summers� vehicle before this weekend and get the majority of it moved, that way we can help Willow and Buffy this weekend.�

�I can do that during the day while you�re in school.� Faith offers softly watching as Tara makes out the check for the full amount of the last and first months deposit along with the security deposit. �Hey, I need to pay part of that.� Faith growls quietly.

�I kind of figured you�d want to stop at the store and stock up on groceries. That�s going to be expensive.� Tara allows a small smile to cross her face.

�Was planning on paying for groceries anyways. You don�t eat next to nothin�, especially compared to me.� Faith allows a quick smile to cross her face. �I�ll pay the next two months rent, so you ain�t gotta worry about it.�

�We�ll discuss it later.� Tara murmurs softly as she signs the rental agreement before handing it to Faith.

�Already discussed and decided.� Faith growls quietly as she signs below Tara�s name.

Kevin bites his lip to keep from laughing at the two women as they argue over paying the rent. Pulling out the drawer, he pulls out two sets of keys, setting them on the desk for the women. �If you two have any questions, concerns or just want to talk, I�m pretty much here all the time. Those keys also have the keys to your mailbox on them.�

Tara accepts their copy of the rental agreement, tucking it away in her purse while Faith grabs the keys.

�There�s parking around back, it�s marked for each apartment, so if anyone�s in your spot, let me know.� Kevin explains as he hands a map to the two women showing the parking spots and where their spots were for the apartment.

�We don�t have a vehicle, so it doesn�t much matter.� Faith shrugs looking at the map.

�But if you have friends over, they can use those spots to park in, along with the parking along the side of the road.� Kevin smiles. �It isn�t that much of a problem normally, but occasionally one of the crew here will have a party and the open spots get filled by other people.�

�What about the code to get in?� Tara questions as they stand.

�I�ll go out with you and set up your own code.� Kevin grabs a piece of paper and pen. �Give me five digits that you can remember for your password.�

Tara and Faith look at each other questioningly. �My birthday�s in October.� Tara admits shrugging.

Faith grins. �Mine�s in August. We met in April, how about 40810?� Faith offers, smiling as Tara nods her head in agreement. �There it is.� Faith watch�s as Kevin nods his head writing down the numbers.

Tara laughs quietly as Faith literally wraps her arms around her and spins her around. �Put me down, you beast!�

�Don�t wanna.� Faith chuckles as she eases Tara down her body. �We need to pick up some packing boxes to put our stuff in. Mrs. S. probably has some extra boxes floating around at the gallery, we can stop there on the way back to the dorm.�

The two women follow Kevin down the stairs, waiting for him to program their code in, then trying it out to make sure it works. �Well, ladies. You have a wonderful night, and I�ll look forward to seeing you here. If you end up needing any help, let me know.� Kevin smiles and waves as the two women walk down the steps. Chuckling at the two women.

�Thanks, Kev.� Faith smirks as she walks backwards, her hand playing over Tara�s stomach, teasingly.

�Thank you.� Tara grasps Faith�s hand as she turns back and smiles at Kevin before the two women turn, walking down the sidewalk towards town.

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�Stop that!� Tara smacks Faith�s hand as it slides over her ass again as they walk towards the gallery Joyce owns. Tara tries to keep from laughing at the slayer�s playfulness.

�Why?� Faith tries not to laugh as Tara starts grumbling and trying to swerve out of reach of the slayer. �You got a great looking ass, can�t help that my hands have a mind of their own.� Faith slides behind the witch, grabbing her butt with both hands, making her squeal.

Tara jumps ahead and turns, walking backwards as she stares at Faith. �What has gotten into you?� Tara�s twinkling eyes widen as Faith grins wickedly as her eyes drop to a new area, raising her hands teasingly. �FAITH!�

Faith laughs before wrapping her arms around Tara, hugging her tightly. �I like teasin� ya�.� Faith admits burying her face in Tara�s neck, inhaling deeply of the witch�s scent.

�You are rotten.� Tara whispers, hugging Faith strongly, closing her eyes at the strong arms holding her like they never want to let her go. �Come on, sweetie. Let�s go by Mrs. Summers� gallery and see if she has any boxes for me to start packing my stuff up before you have to head out on patrol.�

Faith sighs quietly. �Only a couple more days, right?� Faith pulls back, smiling at the witch.

�Then I�ll be working full days at the vet�s office.� Tara admits, smiling at Faith.

�What days and hours?� Faith finally releases Tara as they continue on their way to the art gallery.

�Mondays through Fridays and most of the time I�ll be working 8:00 �til 5:00 with an hour for lunch as I can sneak away.� Tara smiles softly. �There will be times where I�ll be stuck there later.�

�Can I sneak by to take you out to lunch occasionally?� Faith asks curiously. �Or would you rather they not know about us?�

�Why would I want to keep us a secret?� Tara looks seriously at Faith.

�Didn�t know if it might cause you problems at work. A lot of people are still very much against same-sex couples.� Faith softly admits, looking at Tara. �I don�t wanna cause you any troubles.�

�They don�t like it, I�ll find somewhere else to work.� Tara blinks, not really thinking the people she works with would have a problem with it, but not really knowing. �We�ll cross that bridge when we come to it, Faith.�

��Kay. But I don�t wanna cause any waves, and if it would be easier for me just not to come and take you to lunch, I won�t.� Faith opens the door to the gallery, watching as Tara stops in front of her.

�I�m not going to hide our relationship, Faith. If I want to kiss you in front of all of them, I will.� Tara brushes a hand gently over the slayer�s cheek before kissing her softly on the lips. �But it doesn�t mean we�re going to tongue wrestle and grab each other�s butt�s in front of them either!� Tara smiles at the pout crossing Faith�s lips.

�Why not? I kinda like when you grab my ass.� Faith wiggles her eyebrows, laughing as she follows Tara in the store quickly smacking her on the butt before looking innocently around as Tara turns and glares at her.

�The innocent look doesn�t work for you, Faith. Just to let you know.� Tara murmurs softly as she smiles at the receptionist.

�Hi, Faith. We didn�t get in any shipments today.� Becky smiles at the two women.

�I know, I was wondering if Mrs. S. was available. I�m needing some empty boxes to move stuff and was wantin� to ask her for some.� Faith smiles at Becky, while wrapping her arm gently around Tara�s waist, squeezing gently.

�I�m sure there�s some boxes back there. You know how much of a pack rat she is.� Becky eyes the arm Faith wraps around the blonde, raising an eyebrow in surprise. Picking up the phone, she dials Joyce�s extension. �Joyce, Faith�s here.�

�Send her back.� Joyce grins as she hangs up the phone.

�Go on back, Faith. She�s in her office.� Becky smiles as Faith grins and urges the blonde back towards Joyce�s office.

Tara slowly follows Faith in Joyce�s office, allowing a quick smile to cross her face as Joyce tosses Faith a water as soon as she walks in.

�Hi, Tara! Do you want something to drink?� Joyce looks in surprise at the blonde as she reaches back into the refrigerator, grabbing one out for Tara as the blonde nods. �So, what brings you two by here?�

�Kinda found a place today, Mrs. S.� Faith gets straight to the point.

�I�m losing my roomie?� Joyce sighs quietly, sitting down in her chair. �So, I couldn�t talk you into moving into the house?� Joyce eyes light on Tara, grinning as the blonde blushes.

�It�s probably for the best that I not move in.� Tara murmurs, blushing a little redder.

Faith sits down on the chair, propping her feet up on the edge of Joyce�s desk while she balances on the back two legs of the chair, her eyes caressing over the blonde. �She gets a little loud, Mrs. S. Wouldn�t want to keep you from your beauty sleep.�

�FAITH!� Tara turns surprised eyes on the dark-haired slayer.

Faith chuckles wickedly as Joyce laughs in appreciation. Joyce turns twinkling eyes on the blonde. �That�s okay, Tara. I�m sure you aren�t the only one that gets loud, Faith�s just conveniently forgetting that.�

�Did not. Just wasn�t bringin� it up.� Faith admits, smirking at Joyce. �I was wonderin� if we could steal some of your boxes to pack up our stuff with. Then maybe borrow the Jeep to move stuff in the next couple days.�

�Of course. Did you want to borrow the Jeep now?� Joyce questions looking seriously at Faith.

�If you don�t mind my using it to take the boxes to Tara�s dorm room, then I�ll bring it back and load up more for me to use, you can bring those home with you tonight.� Faith rattles off what she�s thinking looking from Joyce to Tara and back.

�What do you two ladies need for the apartment?� Joyce questions softly smiling as Tara looks questioningly at Faith.

�We need sheets and stuff for the bed, towels and wash clothes for the bathroom along with dishtowels and dishcloths for the kitchen.� Faith looks at Tara, wondering if there was anything else she could think of.

�That�s pretty much the majority of it. I have some towels and washcloths, along with dishtowels and dishcloths. But not many, not enough for Faith and I both.� Tara explains smiling briefly.

�If you don�t mind mixing and matching, I have some extra towels and stuff put up, that aren�t matching at the house in the basement.� Joyce offers looking at the two women. �I think there�s some dish towels and the like down there also.�

�You don�t mind?� Tara questions softly, smiling as the older woman shakes her head. �Thank you, very much.�

�No problem. They�re not being used for anything and I have a tendency to replace the towels every couple years whether they need it or not!� Joyce admits, grinning. �Faith, you know where I keep the boxes. Grab a couple rolls of packing tape while you�re back there, you�ll need it.� Joyce opens her desk drawer, pulling out the extra set of keys she keeps there. Tossing them to Faith, she chuckles quietly. �Need anything else?�

�Not that I can think of right now.� Faith turns her gaze on Tara. �What about you, babe?�

�No, thank you, Mrs. Summers. We�ll need to go to the store and get bedding is about it, I guess.� Tara watches Faith, smiling softly at the slayer. �And groceries.�

Joyce groans quietly. �She�ll eat you guys out of house and home. Got any room in that apartment for a small chest freezer? You might want to pick one up, if you do.� Joyce jokes looking at the young woman. �And just to let you two know, I expect you at the house on Sunday nights for dinner. You�re welcome anytime, but there will be no excuses not to show up for Sunday Dinner.�

�Yes, mom.� Faith grins at Joyce.

�Might as well be.� Joyce chuckles quietly. �Go get what you need, Faith. I�ll see you later. You coming back to the house tonight?�

Faith glances at Tara, smiling briefly. �Yeah, I guess I better. Don�t want to keep Tara up to all hours of the night. I�ll be back in plenty of time for you to have the Jeep to drive home.� Faith looks up at the clock. �Still working till 8:00 tonight?�

�Yes, I am. If you need longer, just call and I�ll order a cab.� Joyce smiles knowingly at the slayer.

�You�re pretty cool, Mrs. S.� Faith drops the chair back down on all four feet, grinning at Joyce. �I�ll let you know.�

�See you two later.� Joyce smiles as the two women quickly leave the room, chuckling quietly.
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