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My Willow	By : Eagleblaze Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Tara/Willow Views: 3399 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or the characters from the show. I'm writing this strictly for entertainment purposes, I make no profit.

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Tara sat on the bed next to her new pet, dipping a clean rag into the water and ringing it out before dabbing it against the girls dirt coated face. Tara started to search her mind for the girls name, sure she had heard it before. What was it the slayer had called her? ‘Willow’.. Tara sounded it out slowly, letting it roll off her tongue,
“Willow..” A smile growing on her face, she continued cleaning her Willow up, then paused. She’d never done this for any other captive she had had. Nor had they gotten a fully furnished bedroom in the actual mansion, not in the basement. She hadn’t been so protective over them either, not like she had been when she found out Willow had been harmed in her capture. Tara shook her head a bit, continuing to clean her up. {Its just because this one is /Mine/ and mine only. Shes my /pet/, not captive. She isn’t some other worthless human kept around for food. She’s here for my pleasure and entertainment.} Tara nodded to herself again, finishing up with her gentle cleaning of Willows face. As she went to put the bowl and rag away, she noticed a groan from her.

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Willow woke up with a horrible headache, her shoulder worse. She groaned, shifting her head to the side. Fluttering her eyes open, she immediately noticed this wasn't her room. {A vampire was suffocating me.. And then everything went dark..} Willow started to panic, {Oh god, I'm dead!!} Then she paused. If she were dead, she wouldn't feel pain, and the pain in her head and shoulder was definitely real.
“You’re awake.” Willow jumped in fear and shock at the sudden voice, squealing as she rolled right off the bed, landing on the floor with a thud. She whimpered quietly, putting a hand to her shoulder. Her fear grew when she placed where she had heard that voice before. {Oh god, Oh god, Oh god..} Willow pushed herself up despite the ache in her shoulder, peering over the bed at the vampire staring at her. The vampire glanced at her hold on her shoulder, frowning, “Its probably only a sprain or a bruise. If it was broken, you wouldn't have been able to push yourself up with it just then.” Willow tried to calm her breathing, climbing onto the bed warily to have a better look at her. {Maybe if i keep her talking, she wont kill me..}
“Wh-Whats your name..?” The vampire smiled at that,
“Tara.” She paused for a second, as if thinking, “Whats yours?” Willow was kind of surprised she asked, but guessed it was a good sign. {Maybe she /doesnt/ want to kill me!.. Wishful thinking. Hello? Vampire!} Gathering her courage so she didn’t stutter again, she answered,
“Willow.” Tara seemed a bit surprised at the sudden confidence, but pleased.
“Very nice name.” Willow shifted backwards on the bed when she came closer, watching her closely. “You should take a bath and change.” Tara stated, rounding the bed to get closer to her. Willow tried to keep her fear hidden, but shifted away,
“Why should you care if i'm clean? Aren’t you just going to kill me anyway? Just another unoriginal plan for a vampire to get to Buffy..” She faded off on the name, alarm suddenly turning her blood cold. “Oh god.. Buffy and Xander..” Her eyes shot back to Tara, unable to hide her concern for her friends, “What did you do to them?! Where are they?! Did you.. Did you k-kill them?!” Tara blinked at her for a little bit, making her fear grow, tears stinging her eyes. When a tear slipped out, Tara moved forward, wiping it away with a gentle finger. Willow still flinched, a second away from absolute panic when she answered, looking into her eyes,
“Your friends are fine. Or i would suppose so. They were fine when I left with you, and none of my minions returned.” Willow calmed a bit, not knowing why she would trust the vampires word, but trusting it anyway. She knew she shouldnt, but she had to say it,
“T-Thank you..” Tara pulled her hand away, backing up a little, looking and waving to a door,
“The bathroom is in there. It should have everything you need. I’ll be back in a little while.” Then the blonde vampire swept out of the room, and Willow could hear a lock click when the door closed.

A little while after Willow had taken a bath and changed into the clothes that surprisingly, and creepily, fit just right, the door unlocked and opened. Willow watched warily as Tara came in, carrying a tray of food. After knowing her friends were okay, Willow was getting more and more annoyed with her captivity. She wanted to be out there helping them, not trapped in this weird vampires room, even if she was being nice. It had to be a trick.
“Oh, so you arent going to starve me? Probably poison, thats it, right?” Tara set the food on the foot of the bed, staring at her.
“Yes, because i’d want you to be cleaned up and rested in a nice room just to kill you.” Willow didnt know any way to continue that topic in a snappy way to fit her mood, so she changed it,
“Aren’t vampires supposed to be blood thirsty and scary?” Willow snapped, her mind telling her to shut up, but her stubbornness getting to her, “I’m not impressed. Frankly, you seem more like a big kitten.” With the control the vampire had shown previously, for some reason, Willow didn’t think she could be angry. The expression on Taras face showed her wrong, but when Tara stormed out, slamming the door behind her, Willow thought she was just going to leave her alone. She jumped in shock when the door slammed back open and Tara stomped in, dragging a struggling man in front of her. Her heart sank, “Wait, Dont!” Willow yelped, trying to scramble up to help the man. But she was too late. Tara sank her fangs into the mans throat, gulping down his blood in a matter of seconds before tearing his throat right from his body. Willow stopped short as the body was shoved at her, scrambling out of the way with a small sob. Looking up, she saw Tara was glaring at her, vampire face still in place, her mouth covered in blood,
“I can be a scary vampire, Willow. I promise you wont like it.” Willow stumbled back as blood got on her shoes. “You're getting a lot more than the others get.” Willow gulped, trembling,
“O-Others..? Y-You.. You have o-other p-p-prisoners here..?” Tara stalked towards her, causing her to back up at the same time until her knees hit the bed.
“What do you expect? Blood tastes better fresh. While you're getting food, a bed, a bathroom and heat, they’re living in one small, cold and empty cell, not being fed other than to keep them alive. If you don’t want to join them, I recommend you watch your attitude.” Willow spoke fearfully between her tears,
“Why should i care? You’re going to kill me anyway, arent you?!” She squeaked when Tara grabbed her arms tightly, pain jolting her shoulder as she pulled her towards her face,
“Why would i do all this if i wanted to kill you, you idiotic mortal?!” Willow trembled with sobs, her head turned to the side in fear, wanting to be as far away from Tara as she could. Suddenly Tara let go of her, backing away and staring at her. After a couple seconds, Tara left the room, leaving Willow to slump to the floor crying.

((So it's quite a bumpy road to start and for some parts further on, but I promise there will be sweet moments between these two.))
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