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From: owner-buffyfic@lists.xmission.com (Buffyfic-digest)
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Subject: Buffyfic-digest V2 #30
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Buffyfic-digest Sunday, February 8 1998 Volume 02 : Number 030
In this issue:
BUFFYFIC: HMTTN (3/4): Is Your Love Strong Enough? (1/1)
BUFFYFIC: HMTTN (4/4):Epilogue: Don't Leave Me Now (1/1)
BUFFYFIC: HMTTN (2/4): Bad Moon Rising (1/1)
BUFFYFIC: Archive idea....
Re: BUFFYFIC: Archive idea....
BUFFYFIC: Valentine's Day fanfic challenge
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or buffyfic-digest mailing lists and on how to retrieve back issues.
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Date: Sun, 8 Feb 1998 19:47:57 EST
From: TreyCash@aol.com
Subject: BUFFYFIC: HMTTN (3/4): Is Your Love Strong Enough? (1/1)
Title: Help Me Through The Night (3/4):Is Your Love Strong Enough (1/1)
By: Alex Queirolo
EMAIL ADDRESS: Treycash@Aol.com
DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: Anya's and my site eventually..
http://members.aol.com/treycash/ff3.html
SPOILER WARNING: Suprise/Innocence and pre-uninformed spoilers for BBB
RATING: A PG-13. Violence. A bit of language.
FEEDBACK: Yes..yes..YES!!! Please! And beware of the yellow haired rats.
********
HELP ME THROUGH THE NIGHT
________________________________________
CHAPTER THREE: IS YOUR LOVE STRONG ENOUGH
********
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This takes place during BBB. That would be the upcoming episode
due to air on February 10, 1998. That said, I haven't seen the ep but I'm
creating theories and making guesses and taking all that from just the thirty
second preview. I want to emphasize that I am pulling Buffy out of character
to fit how I see this scene occuring.
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters of this fic belong to me. They belong to
Joss "Da Man" Whedon. Any dialogue that appears on the show also belongs to
Joss while any that doesn't belongs to me. No toe-stepping is intended. The
title is taken from a Bryan Ferry song from the THREESOME soundtrack. The
quote is taken from the Eagles song "Take It Easy."
STORY NOTES: This is the third of three plus an epilogue. This one deals with
Xander and Angel at Buffy's place. At this point, all of these stories step
out of the time-stream and exist within mine.
********
"Well I'm running down the road
Trying to loosen my load
I got seven women on my mind
Four that want to own me
Two that want to stone me
One says she's a friend of mine
Take it easy."
It looked like rain. It might not actually happen but it sure looked like it
could. Dark clouds swirled angrily in the sky and the wind slapped teh
branches of the large oak trees lining Revello drive around like they were
pieces of paper.
He walked slowly, not completely convinced that he was making an intelligent
decision. What if she was still not right in the head? What if Giles hadn't
managed to find Amy yet? So many what ifs and only Giles and Amy could fix
things. He hoped they would do it fast before things got any worse. As if they
could.
Things were out of control. It'd started with him being dumped the night
before Valentine's Day by his steady Cordelia Chase. Things had pretty much
spun out since then.
Admittedly, it hadn't been one of the more intelligence inspired moves of his
short existance to request help from Amy but in his defense, it had made some
type of sense at the time. Ever since Buffy had saved Amy from her psychotic
body-stealing mother, they'd been something of friends and so it'd seemed
somewhat logical to go to her to help him where Buffy and Willow could not.
And it wasn't their fault. Buffy had her own romantic problems; to say that
she was merely heartbroken would be a devasting understatement. She'd lost the
man she loved, perhaps even more than herself, to a curse none of them really
understood. He wanted to talk to her but he knew that the reality of it was
that he could offer her very little comfort. He knew that she'd be willing to
listen and be there for him just the same but he also knew that he couldn't
ask that from her. It wasn't fair.
And Willow. His best buddy, his oldest friend. She'd finally found happiness
and he'd be damned if he'd infringe upon that.
And yet, on both counts, he had. Somehow his plan to win Cordelia back has
misfired..horribly. Cordy hadn't been swayed but every girl in Sunnydale,
including Willow and Buffy, had very suddenly fallen madly and obcessively in
love with him. And not in a good way either.
Buffy had attempted to seduce him in the library and she'd been pretty damn
persuasive. That was bad enough but the walls of hell had pretty much fallen
down around his shoulders when Cordelia had appeared from within the stacks to
witness Buffy atop of him with her shirt unbuttoned and her hands roaming
about wildly. Suffice it to say, he'd been unable to convince her that it was
all just a big misunderstanding and that it was she he wanted on top of him.
Since the confrontation in the hallway, he'd managed to figure outexactly what
had gone wrong with Amy's spell. A few mispronounced words had changed it
drastically and now Giles was trying to make things right while Xander went
off in search of the Slayer.
"Watch her," Giles had warned, "She could get herself hurt if she's not
thinking like her self. Keep her inside until the spell is broken."
Easier said than done. Xander sighed and looked up at her house. Her mother
was in Los Angeles again...art buying or something equally tedious. In any
case, he knew that he needn't worry about knocking. When Joyce Summers was out
of town, the house pretty much became Slayer central until she returned.
"Buffy?" Xander called out as he stepped into the entry-hall. When all he
heard was silence, he started up the stairs. "Buffster?"
Oh God, this was crazy. How the hell was he supposed to stop her from going
out if that was what she had her mind set on doing. Logic and reason? Yeah,
that'd work.
He opened the door to her room and stepped in. He sighed tiredly when one look
in confirmed that she was missing in action. Not a terribly good thing.
He moved over to her bed and shuffled a few of her stuffed animals out of the
way. Leaning back on it, he placed his hands beneath his head and closed his
eyes. With any luck, by the time the Slayer returned to find him lying on her
bed, she'd be wanting to order him off instead of trying to jump him.
"Buffy?" a voice called out from the window. Xander blinked and looked up. Now
that was curious."Buffy?" the voice called out again, this time lower and
menacing.
Xander slid off of the bed and sank to his knees. Crawling, he moved towards
the window. The voice called out again and Xander saw a foot come through the
window. Angel. Angelus. Whatever.
He swallowed hard and begged his mind to come up with a plan that wouldn't end
up with him sucked dry and dead on the floor of Buffy's bedroom. It wasn't
something she'd deal with in a positive way.
"Come out, come out wherever you are, my sexy little Slayer," Angel cackled.
"There are things I want to do to you."
Xander felt anger rising up in his chest as he listened to Angel's taunting.
By design they were meant to hurt Buffy; to break her down and destroy her
heart and soul piece by piece.
"Come on, Buffy...I know you want me. How about this...I'll make love to
you...if you want to call it that..one last time before I kill you.'
"No!" Xander screamed, rushing to his feet. He slammed against Angel and sent
them both hurling out onto the roof. He rolled a few feet and then managed to
catch his foot in the drainage gutter. He looked up and saw that Angel was
already on his feet and decked out in his game face. With a feral growl, Angel
reached down and pulled Xander up and into the air by his throat. "Where is
she?"
"Go to hell," Xander replied, eyes steady and angry. There wasn't a force in
existance that could possibly convince him to betray Buffy.
"Gladly," Angel laughed just before he threw Xander over the side of the roof.
Xander cried out in shock but quickly discovered that he didn't have much time
to flash through his life's events before he collided with a fern bush planted
at the base of the side of the house. He lay there stunned and sore and
knowing without a doubt that the bush had saved his life.
Again, he hadn't much time to contemplate it before he heard a low savage
growl and felt Angel wrap a hand of steel around his throat. He gagged and
tried to breathe but Angel had little intention of allowing it. "Where's
Buffy?" He growled again as he launched Xander into a flip in the air.
Xander landed hard on his back and lay there, painfully disorientated and
unable to answer the question even if he'd wanted to. "Where's Buffy?" Angel
screamed at him, fangs out and ready to strike.
"Right here,Angelus. Right here," Buffy said from behind them and over by the
patio door. "And I'm going to kill you."
Angel turned and smiled, "Buffy! Babe! What a suprise...oh but it's so good to
see you."
"It won't be for much longer," Buffy replied coldly, her blue eyes locked into
a Slayers' deadly stare. She meant business.
Angel glanced down at Xander who was just now attempting to regain his fragile
equillibrium. "Oh and what are you gonna do? Kick me again? Ooh..ouch...metal
cup, love."
"I'm not going to casterate you, I'm gonna kill you," Buffy responded calmly
as she flicked her wrist sharply to produce a rather nasty looking stake.
"You can't kill me, Buffy." Angel said with a smirk. He leaned half a step
forward and whispered mockingly, "You love me."
"No," she smiled, "I don't. That was then. This is now. I love the man you
hurt and that means that your Get Out Of Being Slayed card has expired."
"You love Xander," Angel hissed in disbelief. "That's insane."
"No, screwing you was insane," Buffy shot back. On the grass and inching away
from Angel, Xander winced at the abnormal crudity of her words. She was very
obviously still not herself.
Angel growled, "Alright, Slayer..you wanna play games..we can play."
"No more games, Angelus. Not now..not ever again. Tonight we end it, one way
or another."
"Fine," Angel replied, opening his mouth to show off his razor-sharp teeth.
"Let's dance, little girl."
"My thoughts exactly, "Buffy murmured, her eyes blazing fire. Just as he was
not the man she'd fallen in love with, she was also not the girl who's heart
he owned. He knew that something weird was going on with her but as she jumped
into the air ready to bring the stake down into his heart, he also realized
that now was not the time to figure out what it was.
She slammed him roughly to the ground and then hit him across the face. She
pulled back her fist to strike again but this time he caught her hand. "Didn't
know you still wanted to get hot and heavy, Buffy," Angel taunted as he
twisted her wrist hard and then whacked his head full-on against hers.
She staggered back a few steps and placed a hand on above her eye. A tiny
stream of blood seeped from a cut that had formed there. "I must have thought
you were somebody else," Buffy replied, charging.
They scuffled for a few minutes, each connecting and drawing blood. They threw
angry taunts at each other; Angel trying to remind her of her undying love for
him and Buffy repeatedly countering with declarations of love for Xander.
Just when it seemed like neither could possibly best the other, Buffy reached
forward and using her nails, raked a set of bloody lines down his face. He
howled in pain and fury and fell to the ground. Almost immediately she was
upon him; holding the point of the stake against the fabric and skin that
housed his heart. "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, asshole."
"Buffy, no!" Xander screamed from across the yard.
Buffy shifted her gaze only slightly and moved her knee against Angel's crotch
to compensate. Not suprisingly, there was no metal cup protecting him.
"Xander, get the hell inside. It'll be over in a minute and then we can be
together."
"Buffy, it's not supposed to be like this. You've got to believe me," Xander
pleaded. "You can't kill him."
"Sure, I ca...oh my God!" Buffy squeaked as a little yellow-haired rat
scurried across her boot. She stared at in horror.
"Kinda looks like you, Buffy." Angel hissed. Buffy reeled back and hit him
across the face.
"Shut up, Angelus," Buffy growled, "Or I'll make you eat the rat before I kill
you."
"Been there, done that," Angel taunted. Then he narrowed his eyes, "Come on,
Slayer..kick my ass."
"Buffy, please! You love him. You can't do this," Xander begged.
"I love you! I want you, Xander." Buffy responded, pulling back to prepare the
final blow. "And I won't let him hurt you ever again.'
Xander appeared from behind her,"And I won't let you kill him." And with that
he produced a length of the metal drainage canal that had come loose from the
roof. "Forgive me." He pulled it back and then slammed it hard against Buffy's
head. Almost instantly, she grunted and collapsed, a small spot of blood
appearing on the back of her blonde head. Well, he'd known that he'd have to
hit her hard to knock her out.
Angel leapt to his feet, blood pouring down his face and looking himself like
he'd been through a war. Which in a way he had. "You've doomed yourself,
Xander..the both of you for a love she doesn't remember. You're a fool."
Xander lifted the metal rail and then bent to pick up the stake that had
fallen from Buffy's hand. "If you're gonna try to kill me, can you do it fast?
I've had a really bad day and one way or another, I'd like to end it."
Angel narrowed his eyes. He knew that he wasn't fit to go another round.
Especially with this boy. Xander stopped Buffy from killing him but there was
no guilty feelings stopping Xander from doing it himself and the boy was just
strung out enough to put up a good fight. "Another day. I know my game. I know
my time but don't think it's over. It's just begun." And with that, he turned
and fled.
Xander sighed tiredly and then dropped to his knees to check Buffy. He felt
around the back of her head and felt a rather large bump but very little
blood. She would have a helluva headache but would be just fine. Pulling her
head into his lap, he whispered, "Oh man, Buff, I really let this get out of
hand and then I had to hurt you to fix it. I'm sorry.."
"Xander? Buffy?" A shrill voice called out as two forms came racing out
through the patio door and into the yard. Looking up, he saw Willow and Oz and
they both appeared rather agitated. "We saw vampires and with everyone all
doped up..oh God...Buffy!" Willow fell to the ground, "Is she?"
"Unconsious," Xander murmured. "She was gonna kill Angel so I knocked her out.
She never would have forgiven herself. I couldn't allow that..I started it
all."
"It's over, man. Giles and Amy fixed it. Everyone's normal..for Sunnydale
anyways," Oz informed him with a smile. "Everyone is back with their correct
partner, you psycho Romeo, you."
"Everyone but Cordelia," Xander murmured. "I mean, that's good to hear."
"Xander.."
"I know, Will, I know." He sighed. "Come on, we should get her inside and
mayve put an ice-pack on her. She's already got a helluva welt and I have a
bad feeling that she's gonna go whup-ass on her Xander shaped friend come the
morning."
Oz laughed and then looked up at them, "It's funny." Willow grinned and
laughed.
Xander lifted Buffy into his arms and carried her into the living room of her
house. He set her down on the couch and then headed off towards the kitchen in
search of a First Aide kit.
When he returned, he saw Willow pulling a blanket up over Buffy. Xander sat
down on the couch next to the Slayer and brought her towards him so that her
head was rested in his lap. He lifted it ever-so-gently and placed a towel and
an ice-pack there so it was resting against the bump.
"Hey," Oz chirped as he flipped through the channels on the television,
"Demons Who See Who We Really Are From Jupiter part nine. Right on."
"Cool, movie night. I'll uh..find some popcorn," Willow replied, standing up.
She smiled at the boys' questioning looks and then disappeared into the
kitchen. She glanced behind her once and then picked up the phone and punched
in seven numbers. "Hello? Cordelia? It's Willow..we need to talk. There are
some things you need to know about."
- -FIN
- -
------------------------------
Date: Sun, 8 Feb 1998 19:48:02 EST
From: TreyCash@aol.com
Subject: BUFFYFIC: HMTTN (4/4):Epilogue: Don't Leave Me Now (1/1)
Title: Help Me Through The Night (4/4): Epilogue: Don't Leave Me Now (1/1)
By: Alex Queirolo
EMAIL ADDRESS: Treycash@Aol.com
DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: Anya's and my site eventually..
http://members.aol.com/treycash/ff3.html
SPOILER WARNING: Suprise/Innocence and pre-uninformed spoilers for BBB
RATING: A PG. Smoochies.
FEEDBACK: Yes..yes..YES!!! Please! And beware of the yellow haired rats.
**********
HELP ME THROUGH THE NIGHT
________________________________________
EPILOGUE: DON'T LEAVE ME NOW
********
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This takes place during BBB. That would be the upcoming episode
due to air on February 10, 1998. That said, I haven't seen the ep but I'm
creating theories and making guesses and taking all that from just the thirty
second preview.
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters of this fic belong to me. They belong to
Joss "Da Man" Whedon. Any dialogue that appears on the show also belongs to
Joss while any that doesn't belongs to me. No toe-stepping is intended. The
title is taken from a Pink Floyd song. The quote is taken from the Verve Pipe
song "The Freshmen". The ultimate title of this piece is from an Eagles song.
STORY NOTES: This is the epilogue. This one deals with the after-effects of
the other three pieces. At this point, all of these stories step out of the
time-stream and exist within mine.
*********
We've tried to wash our hands of all of this
We never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our
Heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to
Slip, we'd say
"I can't be held responsible
Cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place"
"Xander, your elbow," she growled as she gave him a less than delicate shove
that pushed him into the still sleeping Slayer.
"Hey! Will..be nice. She's already gonna hurt me for taking her out..I don't
want to deal with a cranky Slayer who's pissed because I woke her up, too."
Xander protested as he moved over-so-slightly to allow Buffy's head to fall
back against his chest.
"Too late, "Buffy moaned. "I'm awake and you are so going to pay.." she
lurched forward and then stopped abruptly and put a hand to the back of her
head, "Ow, it wasn't a dream."
"Um, nope." Xander said with a shy smile. "Um, this is kinda my fault. It's a
long story."
"Ugh, I imagine. All I remember is you, me, the library, a black robe, Angel,
blonde rats and then getting hit over the head. You hit me?"
"Yeah," Xander nodded.
She looked down at her hands and then whispered, "Thank you." Reaching
forward, she gave him a hug and then she placed a hand on the arm of the couch
and tried to push herself up. "Ow..I'm gonna get some Tylenol."
"No, hey, sit down. I'll do that," Xander said quickly as he pulled her back
down into the sitting position. Then he stood, "It's the least I can do."
"Yeah," Willow chimed in, "And Oz and I can fill you in on what happened."
"Okay," Buffy replied. "Besides, my head really doesn't want me to get up. I
think for once I'll listen. Ow. Ow. Cripes, Xand, what did you hit me with? A
lead pipe?"
"Something like that," he muttered before beating a hasty retreat to the
kitchen. Maybe it would have been easier if she had been pissed and wanted to
kick his ass. Then at least he wouldn't have to think about what it was that
had started the whole mess.
"Xander?"
He looked up at the open kitchen door, "Cordelia?"
"Hi," she said softly, walking a few steps into the kitchen. "I thought maybe
we could talk."
"Thinking? You? Wow..." Xander said. Almost immediately he slapped himself
mentally. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
"You know what? Never.."
"No, hey, wait..I'm sorry. It was instinct. I'm sorry..about everything..."
"I know," Cordelia said softly.
He didn't seem to hear her,"I tried to get you back but I guess I had no
right.."
"Xander.."
"I mean, everything I did and the stupid spell. I tried to take a short-cut
and I'm sorry. I wouldn't blame.."
"Xander, shut up!" Cordelia hissed, leaning forward and kissing him hard.
After a long moment, he broke away reluctantly, "So...you're not mad?"
"Wrong, Romeo..I'm furious." Pulling back, she slapped him sharply across the
face and then she leaned forward again and kissed his reddened cheek. "But I
think it's cute, too."
"You..you do?" Xander asked in astonishment.
"God help me but yeah," Cordelia grinned, kissing him again. He wrapped his
arms around her and their passionate embrace deepened.
"So," he asked between breath consuming kisses, "Does this mean that we're
back together?"
"Well, yes. As long as you promise no more weird spells. They're just icky."
"What made you change your mind?"
She chuckled, "I realized that none of the people I tried to please by dumping
you would have ever gone as far as you did to keep us together. Even if it was
way weird." Then she grinned, "That and I really like the necklace you got
me."
"Oh..right." Xander said shyly. He reached into his pocket and pulled it out.
"It's yours." Reaching around her, he slipped it around her neck and clasped
it, kissing her neck as he passed over it. "You're beautiful."
"I know," she replied with a large grin. Her eyes twinkled devilishly. With a
small laugh, she reached up, grabbed him by the collar and then pushed him
against the wet-bar.
"Hey, xand, what happened to the Tylen..oh. Oh." Buffy murmured. "Hi guys,"
she chirped. "Um, not on the counter, okay? I have to eat on that."
"Sure, Buffy." They both laughed.
She sighed and shook her head, "I am so going back to bed."
- -FIN
FEEEEEEEDBACK PLEASE
- -
------------------------------
Date: Sun, 8 Feb 1998 19:47:46 EST
From: TreyCash@aol.com
Subject: BUFFYFIC: HMTTN (2/4): Bad Moon Rising (1/1)
Title: Help Me Through The Night (2/4):Bad Moon Rising (1/1)
By: Alex Queirolo
EMAIL ADDRESS: Treycash@Aol.com
DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT: Anya's and my site eventually..
http://members.aol.com/treycash/ff3.html
SPOILER WARNING: Suprise/Innocence and pre-uninformed spoilers for BBB
RATING: A PG-13. Extreme sexual situations but nothing terribly graphic.
FEEDBACK: Yes..yes..YES!!! Please! And beware of the yellow haired rats.
**********
HELP ME THROUGH THE NIGHT
________________________________________
CHAPTER TWO: BAD MOON RISING
********
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This takes place during BBB. That would be the upcoming episode
due to air on February 10, 1998. That said, I haven't seen the ep but I'm
creating theories and making guesses and taking all that from just the thirty
second preview. I want to emphasize that I'm pulling Buffy waaaaaaay outta
character to fit these theories.
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters of this fic belong to me. They belong to
Joss "Da Man" Whedon. Any dialogue that appears on the show also belongs to
Joss while any that doesn't belongs to me. No toe-stepping is intended. The
title is taken from a Creedence Clearwater Revival song. The quote is taken
from the Eagles song "The New Kid In Town."
STORY NOTES: This is the second of three plus an epilogue. This one deals with
Buffy and Xander in the library. At this point, all of these stories step out
of the time-stream and exist within mine.
********
"He's holding her
while you're still around"
He placed his hands over his face and leaned back against the check-out
counter in the library. Giles was off at some boring teachers' meeting so the
place was deserted. With a tired sigh, he closed his eyes tight and tried to
block out the events of the last several hours. Easier said than done.
For as long as he could remember, he'd dreamed of being the center of
attention; the object of every girls' fantasy. Now Xander Harris knew what the
old saying "watch what you wish for, it just might come true" meant. In easy
case, this wasn't what he'd had in mind.
It'd been less than twenty-four hours since his ex-girlfriend Cordelia Chase
had rather brutally dumped him. That had been bad enough but this was much
worse. Since he'd got to school eight hours earlier, every girl at Sunnydale
High had tried to make him feel better. Only they didn't want to just give him
a friendly hug and a shoulder to cry on...they wanted to give him lips to kiss
and body parts to touch and that was just weird. Even for an overly-hormonal
seventeen year old boy.
And it wasn't just every girl in school...it was also his two best gal pals,
Willow Rosenberg and Buffy Summers and oh boy, that sure did complicate things
more than he'd like to imagine.
There was something weird going on. Even he knew that much. For as long as
he'd had thoughts about Buffy that had ranged from standard male images to
downright racy visions, he'd never really expected her to reply in kind. But
she was. And then some.
He wondered idly if he was somewhat behind the weird behavior that had been
following him around all day but then he quickly shook it off. The spell was
for Cordelia and it hadn't worked. He'd come to school with the hope that when
he walked up to her, she would wrap her arms around him and kiss him full and
hard. Well, strike three..she hadn't even looked at him.
So what the hell was going on? Cordy still wanted nothing to do with him and
every other girl suddenly wanted a piece of him. Was this part of Murphy's
Law? And could this day get any worse?
"Xander?" a low breathy voice called out from over by the doors.
He looked up, almost afraid to see who it was and then he nearly fell over,
eyes wide open in shock and jaw dropped down like he was a cartoon character,
"Buffy?" he gasped.
Well, that answered that question.
"Uh huh," she replied, only she didn't really use words to say it. She smiled
at him and he felt his knees turn to jello as his eyes locked on her and oh
God...what she was wearing.
"Cordelia.." he muttered, taking a step backwards, "That is.."
"She dumped you..it's okay...I always knew she was tasteless." Buffy replied,
her smile becoming larger and sexier.
"She..oh God...Buffy..." Xander found that he couldn't stop his eyes from
roaming. She was dressed in a tiny black silk robe that flowed over her and
left only the most creative parts to the imagination. He couldn't help but
wonder how she'd managed to make it through school in that outfit without
being stopped. True, it was the end of the day and the only students still
lingering about were the jocks and the clubbers but damn, that was a short
robe and damn was it hot.
"You have no idea," she all but purred."I got you a present, Xander."
"A present?" he stammered. Then he tried to smile, "That's nice...it is...it's
just that I'm boycotting Valentine's Day this year.."
"You don't have to do that," Buffy whispered, her hands trailing down to the
bottom of her robe and rubbing on her thighs. Any doubt in his mind as to her
intentions immediately disappeared.
"Oh, it's okay..really.."
"Shush," she replied, her eyelids drooping to half-mast, "Don't you want to
open your present?" And then to his suprise, her hands fell down to the
buttons of her robe and began to gently pull them loose.
"What are you doing?" he whispered as she began to slowly walk towards him.
This was a dream..it had to be. Only there did Buffy pull this sex on wheels
routine. In reality, he doubted if she'd do it even for Angel. She was the
Slayer..very true and she wasn't timid but he knew that she was shy when it
came to this kind of thing.
"I'm unwrapping it for you," she said with a throaty laugh. He watched, eyes
wide as she pulled the top button loose to reveal smooth tanned flesh. Oh
boy..
"That's okay..really, you shouldn't have.." he whispered as he took another
step backwards and fell into the stairs leading up to the stacks. Almost
instantly,she was upon him.
"God...I can't believe I ever thought you and I were wrong," she whispered
just before she pressed her lips against his and kissed him with all of her
Slayer strength.
He gasped and for a minute he forgot what he was supposed to be doing;
breathing or kissing her. It wasn't long before the latter won out and he
kissed her back.
He felt her hands move roughly over his body. This was so not her that it was
amazing. She was forward, completely wild..not at all tentative. He wanted to
say that he liked it and that it was his dream come true but even in his
dreams she was a little more reserved.
"Buffy.."
"Don't talk, rip."Buffy whispered, her mouth again descending upon his as if
it and only it provided her salvation. He felt the strength of her arms around
his chest, crushing him to her small body.
"What?" Xander managed to gasp out between savage kisses.
She pushed him away with her arm and stared down at herself, "My clothes,
Xander..rip them off."
"Buffy, this isn't you," Xander protested. "What about Cordelia..."
"Oh, get over her..it's just you and me." She pressed forward again and kissed
him, her tongue darting out to do a seductive dance with his. He shook his
head, moaned and managed to back away enough so that he could speak.
"Angel..Buffy...you love Angel."
"No," she hissed, her voice deep and sexy, "I love you. I want you. Oh God...I
need you." She reached out and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and
slammed him back onto the platform at the top of the stairs and then she moved
her body so that she was straddling him. As she bent forward to kiss him
again, he turned his face.
"I know better..you love Angel. You've always loved Angel. What's gotten into
you?"
"Hopefully you," Buffy growled, shoving him back down and pressing herself on
top of him. She reached out and grabbed one of his hands and brought it to the
opening of her robe. "Go ahead..open your present."
Xander looked up desperately. He glanced about the library looking for an
escape, knowing that the girl that was atop him was not in her right mind and
knowing that if he took advantage of her it would have brutal reprecussions.
And then his eyes fell on his last hope and he felt the air deflate from his
chest; she'd blocked the door. He realized that he'd been too distracted by
her presense to notice that she'd placed the card catalogue across the library
doors to keep anyone from interrupting them. Oh God...
"Buffy...you don't want to do this," Xander pleaded as her hands began to
probe him in dangerous places.
"No..that's where your wrong. For the first time in my life, I do know what I
want and dammit, Xander..I want you..right here..right now and I know you want
me too. You've always wanted me..now I'm yours. No one to stand in our way..no
one. Just you and me and unbelievable sex."
"Oh God..no.." he pushed up and managed to get enough strength behind it to
push her off of him. He jumped to his feet and stumbled backwards and down the
stairs, falling flat on his butt on the ground at the foot of the steps.
Immediately he knew that he was a goner because she pounced again and this
time she allowed no breathing room as she crushed herself to him.
Take or be taken, he thought to himself with a sardonic chuckle. He had the
girl of his fantasies atop him, ripping at his clothes and begging him to do
the same and he was resisting..why?
Why? Because this wasn't right. As she all but inhaled his oxygen for him, he
finally realized what was going on. This wasn't Buffy. Even if he were Angel,
he doubted that Buffy would act this..loose. That was the only way to put it.
He knew his friend and he knew that she'd never act this way so there was only
one explanation; the spell had gone horribly wrong.
He closed his eyes as he felt her lips leave his and began to kiss a trail of
fire down his neck and throat. Whether or not he actually wanted her was
irrelevant; she was stimulating him and it was becoming harder and harder to
push her away. That and she honest-to-God had him pinned.
She leaned upwards away from him and unbuttoned two more of the little black
buttons on the robe causing it to fall open and reveal far more than he knew
he had the right to see.
"God, I dunno what it is about you but you drive me wild," Buffy whispered as
her hands found their way underneath his shirt.
"I don't know..either." Xander squeaked loudly as she begun to tug his shirt
upwards. He reached out and tried to pull it back down. "That's really
not..neccesary..."
"Yes, it is. I wanna feel you on me. I need to feel you on me." Buffy said
with a laugh as she grabbed his shirt and with one hard pull ripped it into
two halves.
At that point he knew he'd lost. Even drugged or whatever the hell Amy's spell
had done to her, she was still ten times stronger than he was. And for some
backwards reason, she had her mind set on making love to him. In the library
of all places. Oh God...and he'd thought the day couldn't get any worse.
What killed him the most was the fact that he'd wanted this since he'd first
seen her walking up the steps to the school. He'd wanted her to kiss him like
there was no tommorow and he'd desired nothing more than for her to beg him to
take her. Only now, this wasn't what he wanted.
"I see you move fast," a voice said from above him. He blinked and looked up.
Past Buffy and up to the landing above the stairs.
"Cordelia," he whispered as his heart slammed to his knees. He felt his body
go weak in Buffy's powerful grasp.
"Suprise, suprise." She shook her head in disgust. "And so here I am...coming
to the library and walking around with all these gross musty book thingies and
I'm thinking about you and wondering if maybe I didn't make a mistake." She
narrowed her eyes at him, "Now I know I didn't."
"No, it's not like that. No..it's really..really not." He pushed Buffy away
and off of him and managed by luck alone to suceed because the girl was too
stunned by the arrival of Cordelia to put up a fight. Xander jumped to his
feet and put out his arms. "Something weird is going on."
"No...something weird was going on." Cordelia replied. "I mean come on,
Xander..we don't even make sense...I'm me and you're well..you're you."
"Right, I got it..." Xander replied, glancing over at Buffy who was quickly
rebuttoning herself. Unfortunately it also looked like the Slayer was very
hurriedly getting pissed. Oh..this could get ugly. "Look..can we talk about
this some place..else? Buffy's not exactly herself."
Cordelia cast a look at Buffy and what she was wearing and even through her
anger at Xander, she could tell that he spoke the truth. But it didn't really
matter. "We have nothing to talk about. You move fast."
"You know, Cordelia..you're kind of a bitch," Buffy drawled, acting almost as
if she were drunk.
"So I've been told..what's your point?" Cordelia countered, knowing better
than to get offended by what the Slayer was saying. Something was very
definately amiss here.
"My point is, I want you to keep your hands off of him. He's mine. You touch
him and I'll rip your throat.."
"Okay..enough!" Xander cried out, placing a hand over Buffy's mouth. "Enough."
He took a deep breath and then reached out and touched her shoulders. "Do me a
favor."
"Anything," she chirped as she leaned up and kissed him. Cordelia found that
she couldn't help but look away and that further angered her. Why should she
care..afterall, it wasn't like she really did have a thing for Xander. Right?
"Go sit in Giles' office, okay? Don't move...I'll be right in. You promise?"
She considered it for a moment and then nodded. "As long as we can pick up
where we were before Ms. Bitch interrupted us."
Xander was about to reply when he saw Cordelia roll her eyes and move away
towards the door. He wanted to reach out and stop her but he knew that he had
to take care of Buffy first. He looked over at Cordy shoving the card
catalogue out of the way and then he grabbed Buffy by the arm and pulled her
into Giles' office. He sat her down in the chair. "Remember, you promised."
"Uh huh," she breathed as she grabbed his shirt and kissed him hard. "I'll be
waiting."
He broke away and replied, "Right." And then he turned and fled, moving
quickly towards the opened doors and out into the hallway. "Cordelia!"
She kept walking, her stride getting longer and angrier. He called out for her
again but she kept moving. "Dammit, Cordy..come on."
And then she stopped and turned. Almost as if she had all of hell behind her,
she strode towards him and then reached up,grabbed him by his shirt and
slammed him against a locker. "You want to know what the worst part is?"
"Um, will it hurt?" he gasped as he placed a hand over hers.
She ignored him and plowed ahead, "I spent all last night up thinking about
you...us..whatever. I mean...I actually felt bad for dumping you." She snorted
derisively. "God..what I wouldn't do for that time back." And with that she
pushed him against the locker and walked away.
"You know what? I don't know why I resisted Buffy? It's not like I ever wanted
you!"," he called out after her, his anger sparking to dangerous levels. A few
athletes stragling in the hallway turned to look at him with confused gazes.
And then for the briefest of moments, she stopped. She stood in the middle of
the hallway, body rigid, jaw clenched and she considered responding. And then
she started to walk again.
He watched her disappear through the doors out to the parking lot and then he
dipped his head and murmured, "Except I do."
- -fin
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Date: Sun, 08 Feb 98 20:36:28 PST
From: "Sapphire" <sapphire@chaos.taylored.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Archive idea....
We are tossing around ideas for a fanfic challenges and possibly a websit=
e, and I am working on
doing one. Does sound like something that you guys would like? Fanfic cha=
llenges
can be very fun, and a specialty website could be a fun project...what =
do you all
think?
Sapphire
sapphire@chaos.taylored.com
X-Over Crossover list admin
X-Over: XF Crossover archive
http://www.busprod.com/aclaybor/xover/
Gossamer Specialty Archive
http://www.busprod.com/aclaybor
SPCDD; LOMIG founder; G-Woman #3
Keeper of Willow's mometary obsession with sore thumbs
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Date: Sun, 08 Feb 1998 21:02:26 -0500
From: Sali <salii@bestweb.net>
Subject: Re: BUFFYFIC: Archive idea....
Hi..
I think this sounds like a great idea!! The challanges, and the web page!! If you need any help
with the page, i'd be glad to volenteer in any way possible..
Great idea!!
Sali..
Sapphire wrote:
> We are tossing around ideas for a fanfic challenges and possibly a website, and I am working on
> doing one. Does sound like something that you guys would like? Fanfic challenges
> can be very fun, and a specialty website could be a fun project...what do you all
> think?
>
> Sapphire
> sapphire@chaos.taylored.com
> X-Over Crossover list admin
> X-Over: XF Crossover archive
> http://www.busprod.com/aclaybor/xover/
> Gossamer Specialty Archive
> http://www.busprod.com/aclaybor
> SPCDD; LOMIG founder; G-Woman #3
> Keeper of Willow's mometary obsession with sore thumbs
>
> -
- --
"A moment of joy, in a life ||"You are *so* weird!"
time of sorrow. Take it, while||"This can *not* be news to you can it?"
you can."`- Londo, Babylon 5 ||"Um... no."-- Mai to me on #Willow chat.
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e-mail: salii@bestweb.net
Homepage: http://www.bestweb.net/~salii
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Date: Sun, 08 Feb 98 23:09:00 PST
From: "Sapphire" <sapphire@chaos.taylored.com>
Subject: BUFFYFIC: Valentine's Day fanfic challenge
This idea just popped into my head...
Valentine's Day challenge:
Since Valentine's Day is almost upon us, I issue this challenge to all =
you
Buffy and Angel fans. Write a Valentine's Day story that involves Angel =
visiting Buffy in her dreams. The rest is up to you! ;) It would be grea=
t if
it could done by the big day, and of course I would like to archive it =
at my brand-new challenge web site ::shameless plug, mainly because
it is one day old and empty:: Let's get some stories rolling!!!
Sapphire
sapphire@chaos.taylored.com
X-Over Crossover list admin
X-Over: XF Crossover archive
http://www.busprod.com/aclaybor/xover/
Gossamer Specialty Archive
http://www.busprod.com/aclaybor
SPCDD; LOMIG founder; G-Woman #3
Keeper of Willow's mometary obsession with sore thumbs
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