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I Love How I Hate You	By : potmunkey Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Buffy/Faith Views: 4976 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Here's the actual story...

Title:
I Love How I Hate You

Rating: R for language

Pairing: none really

Disclaimer: Don�t sue me, I have no money

Spoilers: none

Feedback: A little goes a long way to boost my ego

Summary: This is totally AU,
there are no slayers, no demons, no vampires, etc. Faith and Buffy are friends,
just high school kids having a little fun during the summer

Author�s
note: So this is kinda the sequel to my first fic �The Clearing.� Since
the girl that I actually pranked
in that story never really got me back I�m just stringing together some
anecdotes that we had during the summer, but I�ve decided that Buffy should
have some form of revenge

A/N2:
Just so you know, in case any of you get confused, Joyce in my story doesn�t
necessarily look like Joyce (Kristine Sutherland) from BtVS. In my story Joyce looks like an older
version of Buffy and a little taller, so naturally she will still be pretty
hot. Okay, on with the show�

Faith
POV

�When
are you going to notice I�m not talking to you?�

I
tilt my head to side a little and pretend to think about it, �Gee, I dunno, maybe when you stop
talking to me.� I shake my head silently, chicks.

�Well,
I�m not talking to you.�

��Kay,
whatever you say, B,� I say cheerfully and smile. There�s silence for a
few seconds.

�I
hate you.�

�Mm-hmm,�
I know I�m totally pissing her off, I love this. She�s pouting, which I
think is really cute. She�s so easy to piss off too, but she has the
attention span of a gnat, so she almost always forgives me by the time we get
to where we�re going.

Buffy
POV

Ugh,
dammit, Faith is so
evil! I can't believe she was actually capable of being so
conniving. What a bitch! I should've known something was up when
she wore that canary-getting� grin all the way back from the movie theatre.
I swore I'd never talk to her again after that little �prank� she pulled
last week, but here I am. I'm sitting in her car and we're going to the
pool hall. Shit, I hate not having a car.

�Dammit, Faith, you�re such a
bitch!� I snap. I'm still pretty angry about the incident.

�Y'know, you called me... If
you're still angry, why'd you ask me to take you out tonight?� She's mocking
me, I know she is.

�You
know why,� I say, trying not to let my anger get the best of me.

�If
I knew, would I be asking?� she replies flatly. Great, now she's playing
dumb. She's staring at me with her eyebrow raised, waiting for an answer,
so I relent. �I was bored to tears, okay? There's nothing to do, I
can�t drive and my mom's too cheap to shell out for cable.� She pauses
for a moment and I can almost hear the gears turning in her head.

�You're
mom is hot.�

�What?!?�

�You
heard me, your mom's a total
MILF.�

�Eww, gross,� I am seriously
disgusted. Then she has the audacity to stick her tongue out at me,
wiggling it back and forth � very suggestively. Icky! �Faith! Stop it! She's
my mom!�

�God,
B, you�re so easy,� she laughs. I smack her on the arm, hard.
�Not while I�m driving, B, you know better.�

I
just roll my eyes, �Whatever.�

Faith
POV

Fuck, that was way too easy.
I know she hates it when I talk about her mom, but usually she puts up with it
till I start getting explicit � really explicit. I mean, her mom
is really hot too, I know that�s kinda gross, but
she�s still looks pretty young for her age. Joyce is one of those older
women you can totally tell was a hottie
in her day. Actually, from her early pictures, she looked a lot like
Buffy. To top it off, she was in Playboy when she was in her
twenties. Playboy! How fucking awesome is that? I know this
because B showed me the issue she was in, Joyce may not have been playmate of
the month or anything, but she definitely had it goin� on! Why B ever even mentioned something
like that to me I�ll never know. She should�ve known that I would never, ever,
let something like that just drop.

I
reach over and gently tip her chin up with my index finger, she tries to bite me � which I pretty much
expected. That�s my B, the little biter. She�s like a freakin� puppy sometimes, I
swear. Except, I�m pretty sure she bites harder, she�s especially frisky
when she�s been drinking.

Fuck,
this one time, we at a party and I�m sittin�
on the porch smokin� a
cigarette. I�m not being mean to her or anything, just minding my own and
talking to Xander. She comes over, stands between my legs and looks up at
me expectantly, I figure she
just wanted a drag off my cigarette. So she takes my smoke, takes a drag,
blows it out, then without warning she
just fuckin� clamps down on my thigh. Really. Fucking. Hard. She bit me for no damn reason at
all! She leaves this big purple bruise just above my knee � which looks
like I got hit with a bat or somethin�
� and gets mad at me because I smacked her on the head to get her to let
go. Yeah, we�re fucked up, I know. But I love her� or hate her, depends on what day of the week it
is.

�I
hate you,� she states coldly, venom dripping from her tone.

�You
love me,� I counter with my usual cocky charm.

She
looks out the window, sighs and quietly replies, �I know.� But before I
get to say anything else, we arrive at the pool hall.
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