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spikeme4now	UPDATED! Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Willow/Tara	Lead	[-]
Posts: 115 (06/26/03 07:38:14) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Tags : None [image]http://www.mysticmuse.net/authors/spikeme4now/fbtw/fluke.jpg[/image] [font face=Bookman Old Style size=3] A FLUKE BETWEEN TWO WICCANS Copyright March 2003 By: Spikeme4now4200 Distribution: Everywhere and anywhere, just let me know where. [link=au.geocities.com/spikeme4now4200/ newwindow]Willow and Tara Closeness[/link] [link=mysticmuse.net/ newwindow]Mystic Muse[/link] Spoilers: It would help if youve seen season 3. Feedback: [email]spikeme4now@optusnet.com.au[/email] Yes Please!!!! I would really appreciate feedback on this story. Ill reply to anyone who emails me. Constructive criticisms are very welcomed. Outright flames will be ignored. Category: Alternate Universe (Willow and Tara met during Willows senior year of high school). Pairing: Willow/Tara Rating: PG-13 (first 5 chapters) R to NC-17 for the rest. Disclaimer: This Story is mine. However, I don't own the Buffyverse or any of the characters created by Joss Whedon et al; you all know who they are. I don't wish to harm them; I simply want to play with them a little :-) Special thanks goes to Chris Cook of [link="http://www.netspace.net.au/~alia/glass.htm newwindow]Through the Looking Glass[/link] and [link=www.netspace.net.au/~alia/index.html newwindow]Artemis[/link] for creating the title graphic at the top of the page. Thanks, Chris! A great big thanks also goes to Susan Carr of [link=mysticmuse.net/ newwindow]Mystic Muse[/link] for beta reading this. Thanks heaps Susan. Your ideas have been great. Author's Notes: We know Tara was born in 1980; and since Willow graduated in the class of 99; that would mean our blonde Wiccan was 18 going on 19 during that year. Theoretically that would make her old enough to be at college. Furthermore, since it was never established exactly when Tara started college, my storyline could technically have taken place . . . in my own mind anyway . . . Summary: Tara started at UC Sunnydale during Willows senior year of high school. This story shows what wouldve happened if the two witches had met then, instead of at the Wicca group the following year.[/font]
spikeme4now	Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#1	[-]
Posts: 115 (06/26/03 07:58:56) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	* CHAPTER 1 * Willow was in a really good mood that hot Sunday morning, as she got dressed, seeing as how summer was almost over and school was starting tomorrow. She hadnt had the best summer; what with her best friends absence and all, and was secretly hoping that the Slayer would return now that school was starting again. Although, she did know that her hopes were highly unlikely, especially since Buffy had been expelled; but a small irrational part of her refused to see reason. Shed gone through a lot of life changes this summer; with the dating; the practicing of magicks; even the cutting of her hair, and wouldve really appreciated having someone to talk with about everything. Shed never had a boyfriend before, and there was a lot she didnt understand; a lot of feelings that confused hernot to mention the whole werewolf thing she had to deal with three days a month. Whats more, shed been honing up on her magick use like crazy, hooking up with her old friend Amy, and the warlock Michael to form a mini Coven. Amy and Michael had taught her a lot these past few months; shed even managed to pull off a few glamours, and was very close to actually levitating a pencil. However, there was still so much she had yet to learn; so much she was scared of, and Amy simply wasnt the right person to talk with about such things. Amy was all about increasing her power, and would most likely scoff at her fears. Sure, Willow also wanted to increase her own power; but she wasnt quite sure how much she was ready for, or even when she should have a crack at new challenges. Like the other week; when shed attempted to communicate with the spirit world; shed felt like shed been pulled apart from the inside, not to mention having blown out the power for the whole block. She still felt a little guilty over the incident. It was times like that when she really missed Buffy; missed going to her for advice. Its not like she could tell Giles about whatd happened; he was already upset enough about her delving into the Dark Arts; and Amy . . . well, she wouldve just laughed at her. It was like the only two people she could talk to about the magicks; were on two opposite ends of the scaleshe couldnt trust the opinion of either of them. Giles wanted to hold her back; whereas Amy wanted to push her forwardregardless of how ready she was. If only she had someone to talk to withsomeone she could trust . . . even Oz was concerned about her using the magicks. Couldnt they understand how important magick was to her, how it made her feel alive? When shed done the ritual to restore Angels soul; shed felt as if a whole new power had surged through her body; like shed unleashed something that had remained dormant inside her for so long . . . and she now needed a way to tap into it. Thats why shed gone to Amyin the hopes of learning something from hergaining an insight into her newfound power. She just wished her friend wasnt always jibing her about her inexperience; her apparent lack of magickal ability. It was like Amy loved showing off how powerful she was, and Willow sometimes felt like she was competing with the girl; like she was inadequate because she couldnt even float a stupid pencil in the air. She didnt wanna compete with anyone; she just wanted a guide; a teacher if you will. Why did Amy have to act so superior? Sure, the girl was her friend; theyd been friends for yearsbut she wasnt a very good teacher. In fact, there was an energy surrounding Amy that scared her sometimes, like she was teetering on the edge of something dangerous. Take for example the way she flaunted her ability for summoning the Goddess Hecate; acting like she was the only one who could do so, as if it made her special . . . That was partly the reason Willow had tried contacting the spirit world by herself; shed wanted to put Amy down a peg or two; show her she wasnt the only one with power. Obviously, that had ended badlyand a part of Willow couldnt help but blame Amy for it; the girl brought out a negative side of her. It was only a part of her though; a deep hidden part that she wouldnt acknowledge. Amy was her friend, and the only one around who was willing to show her anything about the Dark Arts; she wasnt about to end that friendship because of a little competition. Besides, competition was a good way to improve your skills . . . right? Willow had just finished brushing her hair, when the phone rang, bringing her out of her thoughts. She promptly put the brush down, before moving to answer it. "Hello," she spoke softly into the receiver. "Hey Will." "Amy," Willow repliedsurprised to hear from the girl shed just been thinking about. "Whats up?" "Not much," Amy replied tentatively. "You?" "Just got up," Willow began, "its still early . . . think Ill head down for some breakfast, or . . ." "You think Oz is at home?" Amy asked, interrupting the redheads response. Willow frowned in confusion; wondering about her friends question. "He usually sleeps till like 2 or 3 in the afternoon, so I guess hes at home. Why do you ask?" "You think hell be up for giving us a lift to UC Sunnydale?" "Why do you wanna go there?" Willow asked. "I wanna meet someone," Amy began her explanation, "a witch . . . maybe. My mother knew her mother . . . for a while anyway. They were members of a Wiccan group all through high school; and they even went to the same college here in Sunnydale as well . . . although; they kinda lost touch with each other once they got married and stuff. In fact, I dont even think they were really great friends to begin with . . . they were just part of the same group; Wiccans and all . . ." "So how do you know her?" Willow interjected. "I mean, if they lost touch, and . . . and what about your moms friend . . . if shes anything like your mom, well . . ." "Willow," Amy interrupted her friends babbling. "Yeah . . .?" "Its okay," Amy reassured. "The girls mom died about a year ago; when she was like 17." "Oh . . ." "Besides," she continued, "I dont think her mom was anything like mine." "Why do you say that?" "Well," Amy explained, "they were just part of the same Wiccan group, and Im not even sure if she was a real witch or anything . . ." "So how do you know her?" Willow interrupted. "I went through my moms stuff when she, um . . . disappeared . . . and, I kinda came across some of her old witchy things . . ." "Like what?" Willow had to ask. "Oh, you know," Amy began vaguely, "books, and charms, and stuff . . . Anyway, I, uh . . . I also found some of her diaries, and as I was going through em, I . . . I found some entries about her college days, and about the Wiccan group she was a part of, and so I tried to contact some of the Wiccansto you know . . . let em know she wasnt around anymore . . ." "Howd they take it?" Willow asked, frowning at her friends vagueness. Was there something Amy wasnt telling her? She chose to ignore her inner voice though; she was just being paranoid . . . right? "Thats the thing," Amy replied, "I, uh . . . I didnt hear back from any of em . . ." "None of em?" Willow asked in surprise; her inner voice returning. Was that really true . . . shed heard back from no one . . .? It didnt seem possible . . . "Nope," she replied forcefully. "Except for Taras mom that is . . ." "Tara?" "Thats the girl I wanna meet." Amy explained "Oh . . ." "So, yeah," she continued, "thats how I know her. When she wrote back, she mentioned having a daughter around my age, so I, uh . . . I kinda wondered if she was a witch as well . . . so I asked for her name, and weve been pen-pals for almost a year now." "So shes a witch too?" "I dunno . . ." Willow was confused. "I thought . . ." she trailed off, pausing to take a breath. "Didnt you say you wrote to each other for about a year . . .?" "We did," Amy replied, "but we mainly talked about what it was like to, you know . . . lose your mom and stuff, and we didnt really write all that often . . . every few months3 or 4, sometimes more . . . between letters . . ." "Oh," Willow whispered, as a thought hit her. "Wasnt her mom alive when she first wrote to you?" "Yeah," Amy confirmed, "but just after she wrote to me, she uh . . . she kinda died. Shed been sick for a while, and . . . you know . . . I didnt really feel like writing to this girl and asking if her mom was a witch . . . not when she was grieving . . ." "Yeah . . ." "But she couldve been," Amy continued, "a witch I mean . . . and if she was, then Tara might be too, and I kinda wanna find out . . ." "Why now?" "What do you mean?" "I get why you didnt ask her straight away," Willow explained, "but if youve been writing for about a yearyou couldve asked her later . . ." "Oh," Amy began, "I was gonna do that, but I thought it would be easier in person . . ." "Howd you know you were gonna meet?" "When we first started writing, she told me that she wanted to go to the same college her mom went to. I figured; Id get to know her a bit, before telling her I was a witch, and then when we met, I could sense if she had power or not, and if she did . . . then Id know . . . and shed know, and . . . you know what I mean?" "You can sense if someone has power?" Willow asked in surprise. "Cant you?" Amy asked smuglyknowing full well her friend wasnt that attune to the magicks yet. "I, uh," Willow sputtered, suddenly feeling like an idiot, "I . . . oh, yeah . . . sure . . . of course I can . . ." Amy chuckled into the phone. "Anyway, so . . . what do you say?" "What?" "About Oz . . . you think hell give us a lift? We could walk, but who needs a half-hour walk, when we could drive there in a few minutes . . .?" "Oh . . . yeah, Ill give him a call," Willow replied, still feeling a little inadequate. Amy always seemed to do that to her. "Its early," she continued, forcing herself to stop thinking about it, "so hell be a bit cranky . . . but hes Oz . . . so I dont think hell mind . . . too much . . ." "Great . . . call me after youve talked to him," Amy replied as she hung up. With that, Willow clicked down the receiver, before dialing her boyfriends number. She knew he wouldnt be too pleased at having such an early wake-up call on a Sunday morning; but Willow knew hed be okay about itOz was like that. Besides, she was suddenly very interested in meeting this potential witchwho knows what she could learn from the girl? *** Half an hour later, Oz had parked his van outside the UC Sunnydale campus, and the three witches; Amy; Willow; and Michael, were now piling out of it. Xander was also making his way out of the van; having called upon Willow this morning in boredom, and had decided to come along when Oz had arrived. Hed become instantly intrigued when Willow had told him about her conversation with Amy. The idea of meeting a sophisticated college galwho was also a possible bad-ass Wiccan, greatly appealed to him. He was after all a young, hot-blooded all-American, teenage male . . . even if he did sorta have a girlfriend. Besides, hed remained faithful to Cordy all summerand in his mind, there was nothing wrong with a little ogling. He couldnt help but wonder what this Tara-chick would look like . . . "So she knows were coming?" Willow asked Amy, as Oz stepped out of the van, and moved to take her hand. "Yeah," Amy replied, for like the hundredth time, "she knows . . . and were not intruding." "Really?" Willow asked insistently, as they began walking towards Taras dorm. "Cause theres like five of us, and weve never met the girl, and what if she isnt really a witch? What are we gonna say to her? And what did you tell heron the phone, I meanabout us, about why were all coming and stuff? And what if shes a bad witchlike your mom, oror worse . . .? And what if she doesnt like us, and . . . and turns us all into frogs or somethingyou know I hate frogs, and being a frog would be really, really bad, and . . . and what if she does something even worse, and without Buffy around . . .? Or what if shes a good witch, and we say something to upset heror her power isnt that strong, and we dont sense it, and so we dont know if she really is a witch, but she is, and we . . . we . . . or what if she doesnt like us cause were still in high school? Shes like this older college-type person, and if shes a powerful witch as well . . . why would she wanna hang out with us? And what if . . ." Oz smiled, and squeezed his girlfriends hand affectionately, in an attempt to cease her babbling. He found it adorable how worked up she could get about things; shed asked the same questions all through the ride over here, and seemed very excited about meeting this girl. In fact, shed sounded just as excited over the phone; which is why he hadnt minded too much about being woken up at 8am on a Sunday morning, merely to play chauffer to Willow and her Coven. Besides, how could he refuse his girlfriend anything? Willow stopped mid-babble and smiled at her boyfriend. "Im babbling arent I?" "There are definitely babble-like qualities involved in your speech pattern," Oz replied gently. "Yeah," Amy agreed, sharing a smile with Michael, "major babble-fest." "Face it Will," Xander teased. "Youre the Queen of Babble-onia. Maybe we should get you a crownno waita muzzle . . ." Willow lightly punched Xanders shoulder in response. "Owww," Xander replied in mock pain; grinning devilishly at his best friend. Willow chuckled, and then smiled ruefully before replying. "I guess Im just nervous. Its so cool meeting another witch, and I dont wanna do anything to upset her. Besides," she turned her head towards Amy, "you still havent told me exactly what you said to her about us; about who we are." "I didnt really go into much detail," she replied. "I just told her my name, and that Id gotten her letter the other day, so I thought Id drop by with a few friends so that we could finally meet." "So shes not really expecting all five of us . . ." Willow noted, her nervousness returning. "You didnt tell her how many of us were showing up. What if shes shy or something? I know how Id feel if five strangers showed up at my door, and . . ." "Dont worry about it," Amy interrupted with a grin. "Itll be fine. I told her I was bringing friends, and she didnt seem too worried." "Really?" Willow asked. "What did she sayon the phone, I mean?" "Not much actuallyshe was kinda quiet." "So shes shy . . ." Willow interposed. "I knew it. Shes shy, and were gonna scare her off . . . or maybe she didnt say much cause she was thinking of a spell to use on us. Shes an evil college-witch, and were all gonna end up as frogs, and . . ." The gang couldnt help laughing at Willows continued irrationality. "If she tries to turn us into frogs," Amy interrupted; still chuckling, "Ill call up Hecate and turn her into a rat. Hows that?" Willow smiled at her friend. "Im worrying too much, arent I?" "Just a little," Amy replied, returning the smile. "Itll be cool. Ive written to this girl for the past year, and she didnt really sound evil on paper. In fact, she sounded kinda sad, like shes really missing her mom and stuff. They were really close, and she wrote that she doesnt get along with her dad and brother too well, so with her mom gone . . ." "Lonely home-life," Willow finished off. "I know how that goes." "Me too," Amy whispered, sharing a meaningful look with Willow. "At least Ive got my dad now . . ." she trailed off as they reached Taras building. "I think this is it," she pointed to her right. "Its the name she gave me." "Were here already?" Willow asked excitedly. The young witch grinned; she couldnt believe how nervous Willow was. "Just relaxits no big deal," Amy soothed, as she opened the door, and began walking down the corridor. Oz turned towards his girlfriend and squeezed her handnoticing how she was starting to hyperventilate. "Breathe Will," he whispered into her ear. "Dont forget to breathe." "Breathe," Willow whispered to herself, taking a deep breath, "mustnt forget to breathe . . ." "Right," Oz encouraged, as they rounded the student lounge, "breathings good." As she continued to take deep; calming; breaths, Willow wondered why she was so nervous. She knew she was being silly; with the excessive babbling; the constant questions, and the intense worry. Its just that for some strange reason, she felt as if her whole world was about to change, and she couldnt help but think it had something to do with Taraa person she hadnt even met yet. Why was that? Could this girl be the teacher she was looking for, someone who could help her tap into her power? She truly hoped soshe really needed someone like that right now, especially since her best friend was still missing in action. Whats more, it seemed too much of a coincidence, to have been thinking about her need for a guide, right before Amy called and told her about Tara. Willow knew she was grasping at straws, but she so wished that this Tara person was a good and powerful witch; that shed be willing to teach her; to show her what magick was all about; to guide her into the world of power, and be the one person who wasnt trying to either hold her back, or push her into something she wasnt ready for . . . "Willow!!!" Oz, Michael, Xander, and Amy called out her name, for the tenth time. "Huh?" Willow looked up, as she was pulled out of her thoughts; suddenly noticing theyd stopped walking. "Are you okay?" Oz asked in concern. "You kinda spaced out for a minute . . ." "Yeah," Michael agreed. "Are you sure youre all right?" Willow looked at the concerned faces of her friends and boyfriend, and did her best to smile back reassuringly. "Im fine," she insisted, moving her gaze from Oz; to Xander; and then to Michael and Amy. "Really . . ." "You sure?" Xander asked, not quite convinced. He could tell his best friend was nervous, and recognized all too well her look of fear and excitement. Maybe meeting a potentially powerful witch was too much for the little Willster . . .? "Im sure," Willow insisted again, deciding to change the subject. "So, what did you wanna tell me?" "Were here," Oz said softly, giving his girlfriend an affectionate smile. "Here?" Willow asked in confusion, turning to face her boyfriend. "Taras room," Amy explained, pointing to the door in front of them. "Oh," Willow whispered; doing her best to force down the sudden attack of butterflies in her stomach. *** Tara looked up from the book she was reading, as she heard the knock on her door. She knew it was probably Amy and her friends; no one else had knocked on her door since shed gotten here last weekexcept for the RA of course. Not that she minded; she was quite a shy person by naturenot used to large crowds, and was finding the whole college experience a little intimidating. At least it was better than being at home, and having to deal with her dad and Donnie. She shivered at the thought of her family, and instantly forced them out of her head. She hated thinking about them; about what they said to her; about how they treated her . . . they always made her feel like she was worthless. Ever since her mom had died, their treatment of her had gotten worse. This is why shed done everything in her power to excel at school, to earn herself a full scholarship at her moms college. She knew theyd be reluctant to let her go; let alone pay for tuitionso a scholarship had been her only ticket out. Her mother had told her all about Sunnydale; about how her power was more concentrated there, and had told her many good stories about experiences shared with her fellow Wiccans. Ever since shed been a little girl; Tara had longed to someday move to Sunnydale; to find her own group of friends; people who were like hersomething shed never been able to find at home. Sure, she knew the dangers of living in Sunnydale; knew it lay on a Hellmouthbut risking her life living around demons and vamps, would be worth it; as long as she could find some real friendspeople who wouldnt make fun of her; whod understood her, and maybe even find someone special . . . someone she could fall in love with . . . Putting her spell book down, Tara took a deep breath as she stood up; she was suddenly very nervous. Shed written to Amy sporadically this past year, and didnt really know the girl that well; didnt even know if she was a real witch or not. Consequently, she was a little apprehensive to finally meet her. She wasnt really comfortable around new people, and the knowledge that Amy was also bringing along a few of her friends terrified her. Sure, she wanted to make friends, thats why shed come here in the first placebut she just couldnt help her shyness. Social graces had never been her forte. As she finally reached her door, Tara took another deep; calming breathhoping she didnt make too bad an impression on these people. Upon opening the door however, she almost fainted in surprise. She most definitely hadnt expected to come face to face with five strangers. Two or three people, she mightve been able to handlebut five . . . five people were just . . . well, they were like a gang or something, and it took all of Taras willpower not to start hyperventilating. These strangers were just staring at her; looking at her expectantly . . . What was she to say to them? Who the hell were they all . . . and why had they decided to come here . . . to meet her . . .? What had Amy told them . . .? Willow instantly noticed the reaction on Taras face; recognizing it for what it was. She knew that look well, it was one shed worn often enoughone she still wore every time she felt a little intimidated; or frightened, or in shock. Looking at this young blonde stranger, Willow couldnt help but feel an instant kinmanship with her, and suddenly all her fears about Tara being a bad-witch rolled out the window. A bad-witch wouldnt look like a deer caught in headlights, simply because five strangers had just shown up on her doorstep. Letting go of Ozs hand, Willow decided to be the first one to introduce herself, to set this girl at ease. Putting on her most welcoming smile, Willow pushed past Amy, and moved towards Tara. "Hey," she whispered softly, trying to catch Taras eye. The girl was now looking at the floor, and was using her ash-blonde hair to cover the flush in her cheeks as she composed herself. This girl must really be shy, Willow thought to herself. She knew it hadnt been a good idea for all of them to come along . . . "Tara," she continued, doing her best to keep her voice gentle. Tara looked up at the sound of her name, and was startled to find herself looking into the most exquisite emerald-green eyes shed ever seen. Her breath caught in her throat, as she gazed at the enchanting redhead. Who was she? Was this Amy? Willow was pleased to have gotten the girls attention so easily. "Hi," she said cheerfully, extending her hand in greeting. "Im Willow." Willow? Tara thought to herself. What a beautiful name . . . like the tree . . . "W-W-Willow . . .?" she said shyly, as she reached for the girls hand. "Hey," Willow replied with enthusiasm, taking Taras hand into her own.
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Posts: 115 (06/26/03 08:06:08) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The moment their hands made contact however, the two girls were unable to resist gasping in shock. Wow, they both thought, as their eyes locked together, and an amazing rush of energy coursed through their bodies. Neither of them had ever felt anything like it before, and had no idea what to make of it. They instantly let go of each others hands, and were now gazing intently into one anothers eyesas if the whole world had suddenly faded away, and they were the only two souls left on the planet. "Wow," Willow whispered, oblivious to the quizzical looks of her friends and boyfriend. "I guess that means youre a witch . . .?" she ventured. Tara nodded, and unwittingly started to smile. "You too . . .?" Willow grinned backher heart pounding as she unconsciously reacted to Taras smile. Shes got the most gorgeous blue eyes Ive ever seen, Willow thought to herself, as she continued to gaze at the blonde stranger. And her smile . . . oh God . . . She felt like her whole body was tingling. Why did she feel like that? What was going on here . . .? "You guys wanna let us in on the secret?" Amy interjected; feeling disgruntled. Shed thought Willow wasnt advanced enough to sense another witchs power. Whats more, she could tell that something had passed between Willow and Tara when theyd touched hands . . . and she couldnt help feeling a little bit envious. It was obvious to her that the two witches had exchanged their energies, and thats something shed never been able to do, with anyone. She knew how much stronger she could be if she ever managed to unite with another witch. In fact, shed even tried to do just that with Willow a few times, but had unfortunately been unsuccessful. She hadnt given their failure much thought though, and had simply assumed her friends lack of magickal prowess was to blame. Now however, seeing what had just happened between Willow and Tara; Amy couldnt help but wonder if it was her . . . if she was the one whose power was inadequate. Needless to say, that thought did not sit well with Amy. Willow and Tara were too caught up in each others eyes however, to actually hear Amys question. Whats more, they could still feel the sensation of one anothers energy coursing through their bodies, and it took all their self-restraint not to reach out their hands, so as to re-experience the merge. "That was so cool," Willow exclaimed; her eyes locked with Taras. "I mean . . . the energy . . . it was . . . I . . . Ive never felt anything like that . . ." "Me n-neither," Tara confessed shyly. She unconsciously moved to link her hands with Willows, but pulled back at the last minute. What was she doing? Shed only just met this girl; she had no right to touch her at will. Sure, theyd just shared a very intimate moment; merged their energy in a mannerwhich only two witches whove been practicing together for yearscould usually accomplish. But they were still strangers, and as such hand-holding was highly inappropriate . . . "Whatre you guys talking about?" Xander asked. He was totally confused here. What had just happened? Why were Willow and this cute college-gal staring at each other? And shed just said something about energy . . . what energy? He knew he was slow on the uptake sometimes, but even he could tell something significant had just happenedbut what? "Its a witch thing," Michael explained, turning his head towards Xander. "I dont think they can hear us . . ." "What do you mean?" Xander askedstill confused. "Its kinda rare for it to happen between strangers," Michael began, "but I think theyve just exchanged their energies, and . . . well . . . theyve gotta be feeling the rush right about now. Its a really powerful experience." "Powerful?" Oz asked, not sure how he felt about what was happening. It could just be a side-effect of his inner-Wolfie, but for some reason, he felt strangely territorial all of a sudden. Why was that? Willow was just connecting with a fellow-witch . . . What was so wrong with that? However, as he moved his gaze between Willow and the blonde, he couldnt help but feel like an outsider; like the two Wiccans were in their own little world, and this Tara person was sharing something with his girlfriend; something hed never be a part of. He decided to put his annoyance aside however, knowing how The Wolf could sometimes cause him to over-react. He was a human being after allThe Wolf needed to be suppressed . . . "Yeah," Michael continued. "Theyre connected nowits really cool. Not many witches or warlocks actually find someone they can connect to like thatbut when they do . . . it opens them up to all sorts of magicks. Theyre so lucky," he sighed wistfully. "Its not about luck," Amy pointed out. "It takes the right amount of power to manage a successful exchange." "Not exactly," Michael disagreed. "Powers involved, but it has to be compatible. You cant just merge with someone whose energy is different, or isnt channeled or directed like your own . . ." "So, you wouldnt be able to merge with someone whose power was weaker . . .?" Amy pondered aloud, feeling better now about her inability to merge with Willow. Of course she couldnt link herself with a novice witch; she was just too powerful. Tara and Willow were weak, no wonder theyd connected . . . and no wonder she wasnt able to sense the blondes power . . . "Well . . ." Michael let out. "Thats not entirely true . . ." "What do you mean?" Amy demanded. "A connection is formed based on the type of power, and where it comes fromnot how strong it is. Every witch uses their power differently, draws on it differently, and only two witches who are similar in nature can exchange their energies. Thats why it rarely happens between strangersit usually takes years of joint training, and practicing to become the same . . ." "To think the same," Amy interjected. "Exactly," Michael nodded. "I guess your pen-pal here is a lot like Willow . . ." "That makes sense," Amy smiled, her mood improving somewhat. However, her resentment was something that wouldnt go away so easily. Why did Willow get to meet someone she connected to, someone who could make her more powerful? Why couldnt she meet someone like that? It wasnt fair . . . she was the one with whom Tara was meant to connect with. Part of the reason shed been so eager to form a friendship with this girlwas in the hopes of making a magickal connection with her. Now that Willow had done so insteadit irked her to no end; she felt like shed been one-uppedby one of her oldest friends no less. However, she realized it wouldnt do to whine about itthere had to be some other way of increasing her power . . . but what? "You mean theyre just gonna stand there staring at each other all day?" Xander asked. Michael chuckled. "Maybe we should remind them were still here," he suggested, "or you could be right." Oz took that as a signal for him to make his move. Hed had enough of watching his girlfriend share an intimate moment with this stranger. With determination, he took a few steps towards Willow, and wrapped his arms around her waist, as he pressed himself up against her back. He pulled her towards himself, and rested his chin on her left shoulder. "Hi," he greeted, looking directly at Tara over Willows shoulder. Willow was startled, to suddenly find herself in her boyfriends arms. Shed forgotten he was herein fact; shed forgotten everything and everyone, as shed stared into Taras eyes. What was that all about? "This is Oz," she told Tara softly, unwilling to break her stare. "Boyfriend," he explained, reaching out a hand from around Willows waist. It took a moment for the word to sink in, but when it did, Tara couldnt help but feel a little disappointed. She shouldve known a beauty like Willow would have a boyfriend. Just because theyd connected magickally, didnt mean anything romantic . . . Doing her best to hide her disappointment, Tara tentatively reached out for the young mans hand. "Hi," she smiled shyly. If Willow thought enough of this guy to go out with him, then he must definitely be a good person . . . "Nice to meet you," Oz replied, briefly grasping Taras hand. As he released it, he couldnt help but warm to this young blonde; there was a sweet shyness about her that reminded him of Willow. No wonder the two girls had connectedthey were obviously very much alike. He suddenly felt guilty over his earlier reaction; especially since he knew how much Willow missed having a close female friend; someone she could relate to. With Buffy gone all summer, he seen how much shed longed for female companionship. It would do her good to have another girl around besides Amy . . . Not one to be ignored, Xander took a few steps forward. "Im Xander," he stated; taking the girls hand, "Willows oldest, and bestest bud." He shook Taras hand enthusiastically, and gave her a flirtatious grin. "Hi," Tara responded softly, letting her hair cover her eyes. This guy seemed nice enough, but his eagerness was kinda intimidating. "If you ever need a young; virile; hot-blooded teenage male, to use in your rituals . . ." he began. "Xander!!!" Willow interrupted him, noticing the blush in Taras cheek. She could tell the blonde was embarrassed by her best friends flirting, and couldnt help being annoyed with him. "Leave the poor girl alone . . ." Xander turned towards his friend. "I was just being friendly," he defended himself, giving Willow an oh-so-innocent look. "I wonder what Cordy would say to your friendly offer . . ." "Well, shes not here now . . . is she?" Xander pointed out, giving Tara another smile, before letting go of her hand. "And besides," he continued, moving his gaze back to Willow. "Who knows what shes been up to all summer . . . shes probably found some cute cabana boy to hook up with, or . . ." "Shouldnt you wait to find out first," Willow raised an eyebrow, "before you start coming on to every pretty girl you meet?" Willows words did not go unnoticed by Tara, and she could feel the heat coming to her cheeks. Had she heard correctly? Did Willow just say she was pretty? Reminding herself she wasnt alone, Tara took a few deep breaths in order to keep her composure. She wasnt used to being called prettyespecially by a beautiful goddess like Willow. "I resent that," Xander replied with mock offense. "I wasnt coming on to her . . . I was merely extending the offer of my, uh . . . services . . ." "And what services are those Alexander Harris . . .?" Xander put his hands up in defeat; he knew he was beaten when Willow used his full name like that. "Fine, Im backing away here . . ." he trailed off as a thought hit him. "Hey! Since when did you become Cordelias spokesperson?" Since you started hitting on Tara, Willow thought to herself; instantly becoming confused. Why would she think that? "I, uh . . . I just d-dont think its fair, thats all," she stammered, doing her best to cover her thoughts. "I mean, dont get me wrong; Im no Cordelia fanshe did torment me for like the past ten years of my lifebut its, uh . . . its the principle of the matter. Us gals gotta stick together. Yeah . . . if we allow one male to get away with the flirting, and the straying, and . . . and, its all about sticking up for women everywhere, and . . ." "Hey," Xander interrupted; figuring she mustve had another one of those patriarchal talks with her mom. "Do I need to get out the muzzle, Miss Queen of Babble-onia?" he teased. "Huh?" Willow looked at him in confusion. "Oh . . ." she trailed off, and then giggled as she realized shed gone a bit overboard. "Youre meant to stop me when I do that," she craned her neck back to look at her boyfriend. "I would," Oz replied, "but the uh, whole cuteness factor, kinda makes it difficult." Willow smiled, and blushed in response. Even though theyd been together for a while now, Willow still found it hard to get used to the idea of having a boyfriend, of having someone who actually found her adorable. Shed had an unrequited crush on Xander for so long, that shed begun to think that no one would ever find her attractive; so when Oz had come along, shed gladly lapped up the attention. She still wasnt too sure how she felt about him thoughwhich is why she wished Buffy was around to talk to. The closer she and Oz got; the more confused she became about her feelings. She didnt know if she was falling in love with him, or if she was merely in love with the idea of being in love. Whats more, in Willows mind, being with Oz made her seem cooler somehowas if his status as a musician helped expel her from the disease of geekdom. She knew that was the wrong way to look at things; but she couldnt help it, and it made her feel a little guilty sometimes. Although; times like these, when Oz complimented hershe became even more confused than ever. Why would anyone think a geek-girl like her was cute, adorable . . . special? She was very lucky to have someone who cared for hershe just wished she knew how she felt in return. Why did relationshippy things always have to be so complicated? On second thoughts though, wasnt she the one making it complicated? You either loved someone, or you didnt; why couldnt she be sure? Why did she feel like something was missing in their relationship? Oz cared about her; made her feel special, and she cared about him . . . but was that love? And wasnt there supposed to be fireworks when you made out? Sure, she enjoyed making out with himit felt nice; and sweet . . . but according to all those romance novelswhich shed never admit to readingwasnt she supposed to feel electrified every time her boyfriend kissed her? All these were questions shed longed to ask Buffy this summer, and hated the fact she couldnt. Just when she needed a girl-friend the most, shed been deserted. A part of her couldnt help but resent Buffy for it. Realizing shed let her thoughts wander; Willow gave Oz another smile, and then turned her attention back to Tara. "I, uh . . . sorry about that . . . with the babbling, I . . . I never know when to stop, and I . . . well, it usually leads to boredom, and annoyance, and I totally understand when people get up and leave, and . . . and who wants to listen to someone going on, and on about nothing, and I . . . Im doing it again, arent I . . .?" "Th-thats okay," Tara stammered softly; her baby-blue eyes peeking out adorably through a veil of hair. Willow gave Tara a warm smile, as her skin began to tingle again. Why was she feeling like this? What was it about this stranger that affected her so profoundly? And why had they connectedwith the energy? "You get used to it," Amy interjected, deciding to remind everyone of her presence. "Willow-babble is all part of the package." She moved passed Xander, and extended her hand towards Tara. "Im Amy by the way; the one whos been writing to you for the past year. Its good to finally meet you." "Amy," Tara greeted softly, as she took the girls hand. Before letting go of Taras hand, Amy made a point of allowing her energy to flow around her. Unfortunately, she didnt experience anything like what Willow had, and couldnt help feeling a little disappointed. I guess only Willow can connect with Tara . . . Tara was glad when Amy finally let go of her hand; shed sensed the girls energy, and it had chilled her. There was a darkness surrounding her, which she found very unsettling, as if she was struggling with herself, hovering on the edge of something dark and dangerouseven if she wasnt quite there yet. She would definitely have to keep her guard up around this witch. "And thats Michael," Amy introduced, moving aside to let the young warlock through. He responded by shaking Taras hand. "Hey." "Hi," Tara replied. As she took the young mans hand, she could tell that he too had power; but not like Amys. Michaels power didnt seem to be tainted or dangerous, and she instantly knew he was a potential friend. "Its n-nice to m-meet you," she continued, letting go of his hand. "I guess thats all the introductions," Amy stated. Tara smiled and nodded her head in response. "Yeah," she said softly, moving her gaze from Amy to Michael; and then to Xander and Oz, before coming to rest on Willow. Willow smiled as their eyes met, and the two girls unconsciously shared another affectionate look. They werent fully aware of what they were doing, but they were nevertheless drawn to one another. "So," Amy continued, ignoring Willow and Taras preoccupation. "You gonna let us in, or do you want us to stand out here all day?" she chuckled. "Oh," Tara blushed, realizing what shed done. "Im-Im s-s-so s-s-s-sorry," she apologized, directing her words to Willow, and not to Amy. "I, uh . . . Im r-r-really s-s-s-s-sorry," she stammered. "I d-d-didnt r-r-r-realize, I-I-I-I . . . I . . ." "Its okay," Willow soothed, giving Tara her most comforting smile. She found Taras stuttering to be completely adorable, and she couldnt help but relate to her emotions. Tara smiled back, and instantly felt better. She then moved away from the doorway, and motioned for the group to come inside. "P-p-p-please c-c-c-come in . . ." Amy and Michael were the first to step through the door, and were followed closely by Xander. Willow made a move next, as Oz removed his arms from around her waist, and grasped her hand instead. When they were all inside, Tara dutifully closed the door, before turning around to face her guests. Looking around, she once again felt a little intimidated. There were five people in her roomnear strangers, and her lack of social skills, were now causing her to tremble a little. "Um . . . um . . ." she took a deep breath to steady herself, and decided to focus her gaze on Willow. For some reason, looking at the beautiful redhead seemed to calm her down somewhat. "Y-y-you, uh . . . you c-c-ca-can, um . . . t-t-take a-a-a s-s-seat," she offered, pointing to her bed, and then to her armchair. "If you w-w-w-want to . . ." As she finished the sentence, she closed her eyes in embarrassment, cursing her tendency for stuttering. Why did she have to be such a dork? "Thanks," Willow said softly, her heart going out to the stuttering witch. She could see how embarrassed the girl was, and could almost feel Taras pain as if it were her own. In fact, she felt a sudden urge to wrap her arms around Tara; hold her tight, and let her know it was okay; that she had nothing to be embarrassed about. Why was that? Why did she feel so protective about this almost-stranger? "Yeah, thanks," Amy replied, taking a seat on the edge of Taras bed.
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Posts: 115 (06/26/03 08:07:48) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Michael and Xander quickly followed, as did Oz. Willow on the other hand, gave in to her sentiment, and let go of her boyfriends hand. She then took a couple of steps towards Tara, and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. Tara looked up in surprise at the redheads soft touch. "Hey," Willow whispered with a smile. "Are you okay?" "I . . ." she trailed off as she reacted to Willows smile "Yeah . . ." Im fine now, she thought to herself, as a smile reached her lips. "Its a little much, isnt it?" Willow whispered knowinglyher right hand still in place on Taras shoulder. "Much?" "All five of us," she explained, doing her best to keep her voice as soft as possible. "I know how Id feel . . . five strangers . . . intimidating . . . right . . .?" Taras smile widened as she nodded in response. Its like Willow had read her mind. "Yeah . . . I uh, Im . . . Im n-n-not used to, um . . . b-b-being around a-a l-lot of, um . . . p-p-people . . ." "And we kinda surprised you?" Willow finished off. "A little," Tara admitted. "I . . . I w-w-wasnt expecting, um . . . s-s-so m-m-many of you . . ." "I figured as much," Willow continued, locking her eyes with Taras. "I knew we shouldnt ave all come, but . . . but . . . well . . . Amy called me; cause, you knowthe whole witch thing, and . . . and Oz has a van, so he was wheel-man, and . . . and Michael . . . well hes like a warlock, and hes part of our coven, and . . . and we, uh . . . we all wanted to see if you were actually a witch, and . . . and then Xander rocked up, so we couldnt leave him behind, and . . . and . . . and, well . . . so you see . . . thats why we all came, and . . . you know . . .? But . . . but, Im sorry if were, um . . . intruding. We didnt mean to, its just . . ." "Its okay," Tara interrupted; flashing Willow a huge grin. "I, uh . . . I-I dont m-mind . . . really. I . . . I was, um . . . j-just . . . you know . . . a little, um . . . surprised . . . but its okay . . . r-really." Willow grinned back, pleased to note the reduction in Taras stuttering. Shed obviously managed to relax the girl, and was feeling very happy with herself. She then gently squeezed Taras shoulder, before taking a seat. She didnt move to the crowded bed however, but chose to relax in the nearby armchairfacing the bed. Tara moved as well, and grabbed a chair from her desk. She positioned it next to the armchair, instinctively wanting to sit next to Willow. "So; was your mom a witch too?" Amy asked, as Tara got comfortable. "Yeah," Tara replied shyly. "My, uh . . . my grandmother too . . ." "Really?" Amy returned. Tara nodded. "All the w-w-women in my, uh . . . family, have been, um . . . w-w-w-witches . . . as far as I can remember." "Thats pretty cool," Willow interjected. "So that means you know a lot about it, right? The magicks I mean . . ." Tara turned towards Willow. "I . . . I d-d-dont know how much I, uh . . . I know. But my mom has been, um . . . t-teaching me . . . since I was little . . ." "Wow," Willow responded; genuinely impressed. Shed definitely found her teacher; she just hoped the girl would accept the position. Shed ask her later thoughwhen they were alone. Wait! Alone? When would they be alone? Shed just met the girl, and already she was trying to orchestrate some alone-timepresume much? What made her think Tara would agree to teach her about the magicks? Tara smiled back, and was about to say something in response; when Amy asked her what her mom had been like. Reluctantly, she returned her attention back to Amy, as she answered the question. Willow listened in silence as Amy proceeded to grill Tara about her mom; about her knowledge of all things magicky, and about what she knew of the Wiccan group their moms were a part of. She remained silent, mainly because she was trying to come up with a good way of asking Tara to be her teacher. Tara was obviously a very powerful witch, and it would be so great to have her as a guide. As she alternated her gaze between Tara and Amyaccording to who was speaking at the timeWillow found herself becoming kind of entranced by Taras voice. The more she and Amy talked; the less pronounced her stuttering became. It seemed that talking about spells; and magicks, put Tara in her element. In fact, Willow couldnt help but notice how glowy Taras eyes were becoming; how filled with excitement, and warmth, and kindness . . . and how they glistened like the ocean . . . Willow forced herself to end that train of thought. What was with the sudden prose? Why was she so enthralled with Taras eyes; with her voice; her smile . . . with the way she occasionally sucked on her lower lip as she pondered a question . . .? She had to stop these thoughts right now. They were highly inappropriateconfusing too . . . "Enough with the witchy talk," Xander interrupted. "Not all of us are witches you know," he pointed out. Tara looked at Xander; realizing their conversation must be boring him. "Sorry," she said softly, giving him a gentle smile. Xander grinned back; pleased to have gotten the attention of the cute college-witch. "Thats coolI dont mind . . . but Ive got questions of my own." "Oh?" Tara replied. "Yeah," Xander returned. "Like; do you have a boyfriend, and . . .?" Willows ears perked up at Xanders question; she too was interested in the answer, only she didnt know why exactly. "Xander," she interrupted him instead. "Could you be more obvious?" "I was just asking," he replied in defense. "Theres no harm in that . . . right?" He turned to look at Tara then, giving her his most adorable smile. "So do you?" "W-w-what?" Tara asked shyly, feeling nervous again. "Have a boyfriend?" Taras face turned completely red as Xander repeated his question. She wasnt used to guys flirting with her, and to be honestshed always been more interested in girls anyway. Therefore; she found such obvious flirtation a little unnerving; she had no idea how to respond to it. "I, uh . . . I-I-I, d-d-dont have, a, um . . . a b-b-boyfriend . . ." she forced herself to respond; dropping her eyes to the floor, and letting her hair cover her face. "Really?" Xander replied, his grin widening. "So youre not seeing anyone?" Tara smiled nervously and shook her head; feeling more embarrassed by the second. She really hoped this guy wasnt about to ask her out; shed be flattered; but he wasnt exactly her typebeing male and all; and she didnt want to hurt his feelings . . . "Xander," Willow interjected; once again feeling annoyed that he was hitting on Tara. "Does the name Cordelia mean anything to you?" she asked him pointedly. "As in shes your girlfriendwith whom youve spent many a day smooching, and even though you havent seen her all summer; youll see her tomorrow, and she might not be pleased to hear youre flirting with . . ." "Okay, okay," Xander interrupted. "I get it." He grinned at his oldest friend, and gave her his best puppy-dog look. "I was just asking for future reference . . . who knows what . . ." he trailed off as Willow glared at him, and decided that he should keep his mouth shut. Besides; Willow was right; Cordy was still his girlfriend. Whats more, he did kinda miss her, and was looking forward to seeing her again. Its just that his own insecurities had been plaguing him lately, and he couldnt help but question if shed met someone; if he was about to get tossed aside . . . Willow relaxed her frown; realizing she was acting funky. What was it about Xanders flirting that annoyed her so much? Its not like she was still interested in himshed even gotten used to seeing him and Cordelia together. So why didnt she like watching him flirt with Tara. She was about to apologize to Xander, when Amy interrupted. "Oh," she exclaimed, leaping off the bed. "Its 10oclock already. I kinda promised my dad Id go tie-shopping with him. Hes got an important meeting tomorrow and . . . well, I dont wanna bore you with the details, but it kinda means I gotta get going." "You want a lift back?" Oz asked. Amy turned to him and smiled. "If its a problem . . ." "Its fine," he responded graciously. "I dont mind." As everyone stood up, and got off the bed, Willow remained in place. She still hadnt asked Tara if she would be her teacher, and was reluctant to leave until she had. Besides, after the way shed connected with the young witch, she was desperate to get to know her better. "You guys go on ahead," she told them, as they glanced down at her, wondering why she hadnt stood up with the rest of them. "I wanna talk to Tara for a bit," she turned her head to face the blonde, "If its okay with you . . .?" she asked, not wanting to impose. Tara grinned at Willows words; thrilled by her suggestion. Willow wanted to talk to her . . . alone . . . oh wow . . . she was gonna spend some one-on-one time with the most enchanting girl shed ever met . . . How could she refuse? "I . . . Id l-l-like that . . ." Willow was pleased with Taras response, and flashed her huge smile. "Cool . . ." Oz looked down at his girlfriend, and smiled in understanding. Willow had just met a powerful witch she connected withof course shed wanna spend time with her. If he knew his Willow, shed be desperate for some magick pointers. Moving towards her, he placed his right hand against her cheek. "Ill see you at 5 then," he ventured, running his thumb along her cheekbone. Willow smiled. "Right, patrol . . ." Oz interrupted her by pressing a brief kiss to her lips. "Have a good time," he whispered, as he pulled away. "Thanks," Willow replied softly, smiling at her boyfriend. "It was nice meeting you, Tara," Oz said, as he removed his hand from his girlfriends face. "You too," Tara whispered, forcing a smile to her lips. Oz seemed like a nice guy, but watching him kiss Willow had left a queasy feeling in her stomach, and she was doing her best to push it away. Of all the people to develop an instant crush onshe just had to choose a straight girl with a boyfriend. Smart move Tara, she chided herself. "Yeah," Amy interjected from the doorway. "It was nice to finally meet you. We should get together soon," she gestured to Michael and Willow, "we can all do some spells. A covens more powerful with four people." "Okay," Tara agreed. As long as Willow was part of the group, shed gladly join the coveneven if she was kinda wigged about Amys energy. "Cool," Amy replied, as she stepped outside. "Yeah, see ya," Michael said, as he followed Amy out. Xander glanced at Michael and Amy, and then looked down at Tara. "I think Ill stick around as well," he said, moving back towards the bed. Oz looked at Xander, and wondered how anyone could be so clueless. "Um, Xander," he began. "Yeah?" he replied. "I, uh . . . I think Willow and Tara want to talk magick . . ." Xander just looked at Ozwondering what he was getting at. "I dont mind . . ." "Alone." Oz stressed. Willow smiled gratefully at her boyfriend, and then looked pointedly at Xander. Xander still didnt get it, but from the way Willow was looking at him, he figured it would be best not to argue. "Sure, okay . . ." he conceded. "Bye Xander," Tara said softly, giving the young man a shy smile. She couldnt help but like the guyeven if she did find his flirting a little unnerving. "Bye," he grinned back, as he stepped out of the room. Oz moved back towards his girlfriends side, and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. "See ya soon Will," he whispered into her ear. "Bye Oz," she replied, grateful for his understanding. "And thanks . . ." "Have fun," he smiled at his girlfriend, and then at Tara, before heading out the door. END OF CHAPTER 1 Send Feedback by Mail: spikeme4now@optusnet.com.au _____________________________________________________ "I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it." - Spike Willow and Tara Closeness Spikeme4now_Willow_Tara egroup
Arwen276	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#4	[-]
Posts: 46 (06/26/03 12:56:47) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Hey!! I love your fic I've read til the 5th part on Extra Flamey and was wondering when you'll be updating ! Thanks for writing something so good!! ~Arwen Hear That Baby? You're My Always... Willow
EvilsGood	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#5	[-]
Posts: 3189 (06/26/03 13:39:21) Moderator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Woo hoo! I couldn't read this before 'cuz I was banned there (and had no clue it was on Extra Flamey... silly me), so thank you for posting here!!! _______________________________________________ "Fuck me. It's a baby grand piano!" -- Anthony Stewart Head, Moonlight Rising 2003 Plan C \| Blood of the Banned \| Willow-Kennedy Yahoo Group
skeeter451	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#6	[-]
Posts: 349 (06/26/03 13:50:44) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	It's also on Irena's egroup and her site as well as my site. Wake up!!! Susan Skeeter451@mysticmuse.net The Mystic Muse Fan Fiction Site Creative Forum
EvilsGood	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#7	[-]
Posts: 3189 (06/26/03 15:50:23) Moderator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I'm pretty slow sometimes, Skeeter. You should know that about me. _______________________________________________ "Fuck me. It's a baby grand piano!" -- Anthony Stewart Head, Moonlight Rising 2003 Plan C \| Blood of the Banned \| Willow-Kennedy Yahoo Group
spikeme4now	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#8	[-]
Posts: 115 (06/26/03 22:07:13) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Hi Guys Arwen: I'm working on part 6 at the moment...should be finished within a week or so. Paul: Just so you know, this story was actually never posted THERE. It was deemed inappropriate Cheers, Irena :-) _____________________________________________________ "I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it." - Spike Willow and Tara Closeness Spikeme4now_Willow_Tara egroup
EvilsGood	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#9	[-]
Posts: 3189 (06/26/03 23:12:57) Moderator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	OMG. See, now I need to know why. But you don't have to tell me. If you wanted to, you could always click my name on the left and e-mail me. But I won't be sad if I never know. 'Cuz now I can read it... _______________________________________________ "Fuck me. It's a baby grand piano!" -- Anthony Stewart Head, Moonlight Rising 2003 Plan C \| Blood of the Banned \| Willow-Kennedy Yahoo Group
spikeme4now	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#10	[-]
Posts: 115 (06/27/03 01:21:53) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I don't want to give away any plot details, but I will tell you this much... A certain someone who shall remain nameless felt that some parts of chapter 5 were, um...a little too descriptive. Cheers, Irena :-) _____________________________________________________ "I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it." - Spike Willow and Tara Closeness Spikeme4now_Willow_Tara egroup
EvilsGood	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#11	[-]
Posts: 3189 (06/27/03 01:28:00) Moderator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Too descriptive? Is there such a thing? _______________________________________________ "Fuck me. It's a baby grand piano!" -- Anthony Stewart Head, Moonlight Rising 2003 Plan C \| Blood of the Banned \| Willow-Kennedy Yahoo Group
skeeter451	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#12	[-]
Posts: 349 (06/27/03 04:45:27) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	*Quote:* Too descriptive? I think it was the part where Willow was grinding herself against Oz's erection. (Coyness was never my strong suit.) Susan Skeeter451@mysticmuse.net The Mystic Muse Fan Fiction Site Creative Forum
spikeme4now	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#13	[-]
Posts: 115 (06/27/03 04:58:25) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	*Quote:* (Coyness was never my strong suit.) You're right about that Susan... Way to give out plot details. Although, I didn't really think that scene was overly discriptive...You should've seen how I orignally wanted to have it written...I had to restrain myself quite a bit. Anyway, I'm off now with my boy to celebrate the Brisbane Broncos creaming the Sydney Roosters... Cheers, Irena :-) _____________________________________________________ "I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it." - Spike Willow and Tara Closeness Spikeme4now_Willow_Tara egroup
skeeter451	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#14	[-]
Posts: 349 (06/27/03 05:05:14) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	*Quote:* Anyway, I'm off now with my boy to celebrate the Brisbane Broncos creaming the Sydney Roosters... See...I'm not the only one who's not coy. That statement causes images, too you know! Susan Skeeter451@mysticmuse.net The Mystic Muse Fan Fiction Site Creative Forum
EvilsGood	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#15	[-]
Posts: 3189 (06/27/03 05:08:38) Moderator Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Oh I'm ruined now, I tell you. Ruined! Just as I toddle off to sleep, I have images of Roosters creaming things, and Aly grinding against my leg... wait, that last image is a good one. And as for too descriptive, what if was Willow grinding against Tara? I think we'd all like to see that later in yer fic. Just a suggestion... _______________________________________________ "Fuck me. It's a baby grand piano!" -- Anthony Stewart Head, Moonlight Rising 2003 Plan C \| Blood of the Banned \| Willow-Kennedy Yahoo Group
spikeme4now	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#16	[-]
Posts: 115 (06/27/03 22:52:12) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	*Quote:* Willow grinding against Tara? I think we'd all like to see that later in yer fic. Hmmm, well, in chapter 6 there's definitely some sexy grinding going on...Faith...Willow...Tara... I won't say who grinds against who though, but all three are involved in some way... Cheers, Irena :-) _____________________________________________________ "I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it." - Spike Willow and Tara Closeness Spikeme4now_Willow_Tara egroup
skeeter451	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#17	[-]
Posts: 349 (06/28/03 05:05:18) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	*Quote:* I won't say who grinds against who though, but all three are involved in some way... At the same time? Should I prepare for a happy dance?? Susan Skeeter451@mysticmuse.net The Mystic Muse Fan Fiction Site Creative Forum
spikeme4now	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#18	[-]
Posts: 115 (06/28/03 06:15:21) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The grinding happens alternately, but all three (plus another character) are involved all at the same time...grin. You know, upon re-reading the scene, I feel it is safe to say that if part 5 got a shake of dissaproval from the other board, this one, well...it would definitely get a boot up the proverbial ass. Cheers, Irena :-) _____________________________________________________ "I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it." - Spike Willow and Tara Closeness Spikeme4now_Willow_Tara egroup
Nation	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#19	[-]
Posts: 1 (06/28/03 20:09:52) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Hey Irena....I finally dragged my butt over here to this board. I hated to hear of all the problems y'all were having over at the other one. I'll try to check this often. Loved part 5, can't wait for part 6. And there's absolutely nothing wrong with grinding into someone else....unless it's a total stranger, then you might get some funny looks. Looking forward to more my friend!!! Take care... Nation
spikeme4now	Re: Fic: A Fluke Between Two Wiccans - Chapter 1/12	#20	[-]
Posts: 115 (07/01/03 01:22:24) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Hey mate Yeah, you gotta luv the grinding. And, it's great posting on a board where you don't have to limit yourself creatively. Cheers, Irena :-) _____________________________________________________ "I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it." - Spike Willow and Tara Closeness Spikeme4now_Willow_Tara egroup

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