New Paths | By : Kinetickid Category: BtVS AU/AR > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 9889 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Buffy sighs as she looks at Riley. Things have been tense between them since the night of the Howell House incident. She had come to the realization that all it was between them was sex. Good sex, but sex just the same. Silently wondering to herself if all the men just liked the missionary position, or if she just happened to hook up with those guys. Remembering the argument after the incident where he had bitched that he preferred to be in charge, she had went off on him that she would like some variation in their sex lives. Since that comment they had barely spoken, let alone done anything else.
Letting her eyes drift around the Bronze, they light on the back of a familiar looking blonde woman. Watching Tara intently, she notices when a tall dark-haired woman sits down across from her, placing a drink in front of Tara. Stiffening slightly at the sight, Buffy realizes that Tara is obviously out on a date. Dragging her eyes back to Riley, Buffy growls under her breath.
Riley watches Buffy for a few minutes, wondering how to bring up to her that they just weren’t working. He had finally come to the realization that he didn’t like a real strong woman, and she would always want to be the one in charge. She would never let him be the ‘man’ in the relationship, and that was something that he needed.
Buffy picks up her drink and takes a sip of the soda, her eyes drawn back over to the table Tara’s sitting at, watching as the two women stand up, walking out onto the dance floor. Seeing Tara blushing lightly, Buffy can’t help but smile at the obvious embarrassment of the Wiccan. When she notices Tara stiffen as the other woman drags her against her body, Buffy goes on alert, watching intently as Tara tries to put some space between them while they dance to the slow song.
Riley frowns heavily as he notices Buffy looking at something behind him. “Buffy, we need to talk.” He finally tries to get her attention. When she grunts at him, her eyes sliding to him briefly before looking back towards the dance floor, Riley slams his hand down lightly on the table, smirking as Buffy’s eyes narrow and turn towards him. “We need to talk. I don’t think we’re working.”
Buffy leans towards him and growls quietly. “No, we’re not working. You’re a corn-fed Iowa boy that doesn’t have a lick of imagination. You’re a ‘yes’ man, Riley. You do whatever the government tells you, and I want someone that will compliment me. Not someone that will try and smother me. Goodbye.” Buffy stands and quickly strides out to the dance floor where Tara is starting to struggle more firmly as she tries to get out of the strong arms of her date.
Tara tries to get away from Jessie, the woman’s arms like a steel band around her waist, keeping her lodged tightly against the taller woman. “Please, J-Jessie.” Tara begs quietly, waiting and hoping that the woman will release her, without having to do magic to get away from her.
“I like dancing like this.” Jessie grins wickedly as she forces her thigh tighter against the blonde’s apex, forcing herself against the woman.
“She asked you nicely to let her go. Now I suggest you do as she asked.” Buffy growls angrily as she comes up to the two women.
Tara looks surprised at the blonde slayer, feeling a surge of relief working through her body at the sight of the petite woman.
“I don’t know who you think you are, but we’re out on a date, and I’ll say when it’s over.” Jessie growls down at the small blonde, smirking at her audacity. “What are you going to do? Kick my shins?” Jessie chuckles at the thought of the small woman hurting her.
“Tara, do you want to stay here with her?” Buffy questions softly, looking into scared blue eyes.
“N-no.” Tara shakes her head, begging Buffy to help her out of this situation that she had gotten herself into by allowing one of her friends to set her up with this blind date from hell.
Buffy nods her head, reaching up and pinches the nerve in the taller woman’s neck, making her right side go numb. “I suggest you get away from Tara, and not even think about talking to her again. If you see her coming towards you, you better cross the street and walk the other way, understand?”
Jessie hisses at the lack of feeling in her right arm. “You can’t tell me what to do!” Grunting loudly as the small blonde forces her down onto her knees, Jessie looks up in surprise at the violent hazel eyes looking down into hers.
“You don’t know me. And unless you want me to beat you to within an inch of your life, you’ll fucking listen to me.” Buffy growls as she stops her face just inches from the other woman’s face, ignoring the crowd that was gathering around them. “You stay away from Tara. If a woman wants to dance close, that’s fine. If she doesn’t, you damn well better respect her wishes. If I see you acting this way to anyone again, I’ll break your fucking arm. Do it a third time, I’ll break your neck, understood?” Buffy snarls in her face, her nose flaring with her anger.
Jessie swallows hard and whimpers in pain as the small fingers dig strongly into her shoulder, causing her an unimaginable amount of pain. “Understood.”
“Good.” Buffy releases the woman, and turns to urge Tara towards the exit. “Did you leave anything at the table?”
“N-no.” Tara shakes her head as her whole body starts to shake as what happened starts to seep into her conscious mind. “Th-thank you.” Tara finally murmurs as Buffy urges them out of the Bronze.
“You’re welcome. What were you doing there with that Neanderthal, anyway?” Buffy questions as she keeps her hand proprietarily at the middle of Tara’s back as they walk towards the campus.
“B-blind date.” Tara admits quietly after a few minutes, realizing there was no sense in denying the fact that she was on a date, the way her and Jessie had been dancing, it was obvious they were there together.
“I would say whoever set you up on that blind date needs their ass kicked.” Buffy conversationally states, letting her hand slide to clasp Tara’s elbow gently. “Hold up for a second.” Buffy murmurs quietly as she quickly turns down the alleyway that they were passing.
Tara watches confused for a second, before she notices the vampire getting ready to feed on a struggling young man. Sharpening her senses, Tara keeps an eye out, to make sure no vampires sneak up on her while Buffy goes to take care of the vampire.
“That really isn’t a smart thing to do in this town.” Buffy conversationally explains as she walks up to the vampire, watching his yellow eyes turn towards her. “Maybe you should let the guy go, and take on something more… appetizing?” Buffy raises an eyebrow as she runs her hand down her side, smirking as the vampire drops his meal and heads towards her, growling. “I suggest you get home, guy. Stay to well lighted, and preferably well populated areas.” Buffy points towards the end of the alley from where she’d come.
“Don’t bother going anywhere, boy. When I’m done with this slip of a girl, I plan on eating you.” The vampire smirks as he goes to pounce on Buffy.
“GET OUT OF HERE!” Buffy yells as she ducks the wild swing from the vampire, nailing him in the ribs with a hard right as he goes by, spinning around and kicking him hard in the back, dropping him down to the ground.
Tara keeps an eye open as she turns back from the man running away to watch as Buffy fights the vampire quickly and violently. Noticing the anger that seems to seep from Buffy’s pores as she literally pounds on the vampire before staking him.
Buffy snarls her nose as she brushes the dust off her clothes, striding out of the alleyway, silently urging Tara to continue their walk towards campus.
“Are you o-okay?” Tara finally questions after ten minutes as they draw nearer the campus.
“I’m fine.” Buffy turns questioning eyes on Tara. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
Tara shakes her head and looks down at the ground as they walk across the campus grounds towards her dorm. “You seemed a-angry.” Tara finally admits quietly.
“Maybe because I am.” Buffy mutters as she opens the door to the Wiccan’s dorm, silently following her up the stairs towards her room, curious about the Wiccan’s room, having never been there before.
“W-why?” Tara questions softly as she unlocks the door and switches on the overhead light, stepping aside to allow Buffy into her room. “Would you l-like some j-juice or water?” Tara nervously wrings her hands looking at the slayer.
“Water, if you don’t mind.” Buffy looks around, noticing the twinkling white Christmas lights around the room, the candles spread out around the surfaces, and the tasteful pictures hanging on the wall. “How did you get lucky enough to have a single?” Buffy finally questions, relaxing slightly.
“I don’t know.” Tara looks towards Buffy, grinning briefly before opening the small refrigerator and pulling out a water and juice. Handing the water to Buffy, Tara leans down to untie her shoes. “You c-can have a seat, Buffy.” Tara looks up glancing towards the bed.
Buffy nods her head and moves the short distance to the double bed, sitting down on the edge as she unscrewed her water, taking a sip as she watches Tara slide her boots off before sitting in the chair. “How have you been doing?” Buffy questions quietly, watching the blonde intently.
“Okay.” Tara looks up, a small smile crossing her face. “Better now.” Tara chuckles, blushing lightly. “Thanks for s-saving me.” Tara whispers.
“I believe you already thanked me once.” Buffy allows a smile to cross her face. “But you’re welcome. Maybe you should look for your own dates, though.”
Tara shrugs looking down. “I don’t have much b-better luck picking someone out myself.” Tara sighs quietly.
“What’s your luck been like?” Buffy questions raising an eyebrow, wondering if the blonde feels like talking.
Tara looks up in surprise at Buffy questioning her about her love life. Blinking a couple times in surprise, she blushes lightly. “Well, I guess my first g-girlfriend I did okay with.” Tara shrugs watching as Buffy gets this inquiring look on her face. “Do y-you really w-want to hear this?” Tara looks at the slayer with surprise obvious on her face.
“Yes, I do.” Buffy nods her head, smiling encouragingly at the Wiccan. “I want to see which one of us has the shittier luck with our love lives.” Buffy jokes, her eyes twinkling.
Tara stares in surprise at the slayer, before laughing quietly. “And what does the w-winner… or maybe I should say l-loser, get?”
“Ohh, we’re going to make a bet on this, huh?” Buffy relaxes even more. Toeing off her shoes, she pulls her feet up on the bed to sit cross-legged across from the Wiccan. “By being the winner/loser as the case may be, I’m assuming whoever has the shittier love-life wins, correct?” Buffy raises an eyebrow questioningly at the Wiccan.
“Correct.” Tara grins crookedly at the slayer, relaxing the more Buffy relaxes.
“First off, did Willow tell you anything about my assorted love-life?” Buffy raises an eyebrow in question at Tara.
Tara’s smile backs off somewhat, but doesn’t disappear completely. “No. She d-didn’t t-talk a lot about your g-guys’ personal life.” Tara admits, shaking her head.
“Sorry.” Buffy frowns when she notices Tara smile dim at her comment.
“That’s okay.” Tara shakes her head, trying to relax again. “One of m-my specialties.” Tara admits quietly, watching as Buffy looks questioningly at her again. “Liking s-straight women.”
Buffy slowly nods her head in understanding. “Have you talked to her since…” Buffy trails off not knowing what to say.
Tara nods her head slowly. “I r-ran into her a couple weeks ago.” Tara admits softly. “She s-seems happy.”
“Yeah, she does.” Buffy admits nodding her head in agreement. “Come on, now. Let’s hear about your love life so we can compare notes.”
Tara chuckles quietly. “We still h-haven’t decided on what the winner gets.” Tara laughs as Buffy starts to think about it.
“What would you like if you win?” Buffy questions, tilting her head at the woman.
Tara purses her lips in consideration, trying to think of something. “That’s a hard decision.” Tara finally whispers, a crooked grin crossing her face. “How a-about a normal d-date with a b-beautiful w-woman?”
Buffy chuckles and shakes her head, her heart picking up speed at the thought, wondering if Tara would consider her beautiful. “Going back to blind dates already?” Buffy raises an eyebrow at Tara, laughing quietly.
“W-well, maybe y-you could be nearby, just in case?” Tara suggests, grinning.
Buffy nods her head silently in agreement, while thinking to herself that maybe she would be closer than the Wicca would realize. “Deal. If you win, I’ll find you a ‘normal’ date with a beautiful woman. No psycho’s allowed.”
“Thank you.” Tara laughs, figuring the slayer is joking. “What about you?”
Buffy just grins wickedly and shakes her head. “I’ll tell you what I want, afterwards.” Buffy waves towards the Wicca. “Come on, spill!”
Tara raises an eyebrow in question at the slayer before finally shrugging and starting to talk about her love-life. “Well, m-my senior year of high school Kristine and I dated for roughly six months secretly, b-before her p-parents shipped her off to a private school.”
Buffy looks at Tara in surprise. “They shipped her off because you two were dating?”
“Partly.” Tara blushes darkly. “They kind of c-caught us in the m-middle of…” Tara looks down, embarrassed.
“Oh.” Buffy breathes out the word, giggling. When Tara looks up in surprise, Buffy shrugs. “I know it had to be embarrassing as hell at the time, but isn’t it sort of funny now?” Buffy waves her hand around, a big grin crossing her face. “Thank God that didn’t happen to me, but just thinking about it…”
Tara blushes even darker, shaking her head as a quiet laugh escapes. “I guess its s-sort of funny now.” Tara admits, looking back up. “Goddess knows it wasn’t at the time.” Tara shakes her head quickly. “Especially when my f-father found out. I w-wasn’t allowed to g-go anywhere again after that.” Tara admits softly.
Buffy frowns at the woman, noticing the slight paling of her features when she mentioned her father. Watching as Tara seems to shake off whatever it was that was bringing her down, Buffy sighs quietly in relief.
“Next one was pretty much a one m-month deal with another girl here in college. I believe she was just experimenting. Wanting t-to know what it was l-like with another girl. I dated a few other women for a while, but nothing serious.” Tara shrugs before taking a sip of her apple juice. “Next was W-willow. Which obviously, was all one-sided and tonight’s date with Jessie.” Tara sighs as she finishes her re-counting of her dating/love life.
Buffy nods silently. “I’m sorry about Willow. She honestly didn’t have a clue that you liked her.” Buffy admits softly.
“I f-figured that out.” Tara shrugs, relaxing a little more. “I th-thought there may be s-something there, but I was wrong. How about you?”
Buffy groans and falls over on her side on the bed after replacing the lid on the empty bottle. “I’m going to start with the most recent and work my way backwards.” Buffy explains before turning on her back to look up at the ceiling, crossing her legs and holding her empty bottle on her stomach. “Riley. Government soldier, and Mr. I Have To Be In Charge. Very sexually active, but very unimaginative. He liked one position, and that was it.” Buffy explains quietly as she lifts a hand up to brush a loose hair from her forehead. “We broke up tonight at the Bronze.” Buffy turns to look at Tara as she hears the Wiccan inhale.
“I’m sorry, Buffy.” Tara frowns heavily at the slayer.
“It wasn’t your fault, Tara.” Buffy smiles at her for a few moments before continuing. “Then we have Parker Abrams, the one night wonder that was a complete loser. All he wanted to do was add a notch to his bed post. I tried to date a ‘normal‘ guy in high school, Scott Hope, but I think I kind of scared him off.” Buffy growls quietly as she thinks about Parker, before relaxing as she considers how to bring up Angel. “And the last person for me to talk about. Angel.” Buffy shakes her head as she shifts to look at Tara. “Just to let you know, he was… is a vampire.” Seeing the shock cross Tara’s face, Buffy blushes lightly. “Yeah, yeah, I know. But he has a soul. Seems when he was all evil, he took the life of a gypsy clan’s favorite daughter. Needless to say they cursed him with a soul.” Buffy sighs heavily as she plays a finger over the cover on the Wiccan’s bed. “Well, as it would happen, the curse had a clause on it.”
Tara tilts her head watching Buffy. “Unfortunately, most curses do. That’s why they’re curses.” Tara explains quietly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t m-mean to interrupt.” Tara looks apologetically at the slayer.
“That’s okay, Tara.” Buffy smiles at the woman for a moment, before slowly continuing. “Anyway, Angel and I had been seeing each other for a while. On my seventeenth birthday, I went to his place. Needless to say he lost his soul after we made love.” Buffy whispers, her eyes distant as she remembers that time. “The clause was that if he had one moment of complete happiness, he lost his soul. So, my birthday, my first time, and he lost his soul.” Buffy shakes off the remembrance of that time. “He killed quite a few people, including our computer teacher, Jenny Calendar, who happened to be a member of the Kalderash Gypsy clan that originally cursed Angel with a soul. She was going to try and restore his soul, but he killed her. Eventually after fighting against him and the rest of the Aureales clan that was left, Willow was able to restore his soul, but not before he had started what would be the end of earth as we know it. I had to stab him and send him to hell.”
“Oh, my Goddess.” Tara murmurs, staring at Buffy in shock. Not being able to imagine having to kill someone you loved.
Buffy sighs quietly and nods her head. “Yeah, it was shit. I ran away from home and everyone after that. Willow assumed that the spell didn’t work, and I didn’t have the heart to tell her that it did, just that it was too late. He came back from Hell. Something about the PTB needed him here on earth, about five or six months later. Which was like centuries in hell.” Buffy runs a hand through her hair as she shifts to sit on the bed again. “I was stupid and hid his being back from everyone for a while. Needless to say, I wasn’t the most popular person at that time. He eventually helped us to defeat the Mayor, then went to LA, where he’s working now still on the path to redemption.” Buffy shakes off the sadness that had settled on her, smiling sadly at Tara. “So, I won, right?”
“Hands down.” Tara agrees quietly, feeling sad for the slayer. “I’m sorry, Buffy. That’s a hell of a thing to happen.”
Buffy sighs quietly, nodding her head in agreement. “Yeah, it was. But that’s my life.” Buffy slowly smiles. “Well, I should do another patrol before heading back to the room. Are you doing anything this weekend?” Buffy questions after she pulls on her shoes, tossing her empty water bottle in the trash as she makes her way to the door.
“No.” Tara blinks in confusion at the slayer. “Why?”
“I’m going to see about getting you a normal date for tomorrow. I’ll call you with the details.” Buffy grins as she opens the door and slips out, chuckling as she hears Tara sputtering behind her.
“B-b-but I d-d-didn’t win.” Tara mutters finally hopping up off the chair and walking to the closed door, opening it to stick her head out, watching as the slayer trots down the stairs. “Who are you planning on hooking me up with, Buffy?” Tara whispers as she shuts the door, the surprise and shock obvious on her face. Sighing quietly, Tara gathers her toiletries kit to get ready for bed.
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