Well i finally had a break to write a little more. Like i said in my first post i WILL finish this fic, no matter how long it takes. But i've been skipping around so i have the main plot already written, just need to write some fillers 
Anyway, here's chapter 9...i hope you guys like it! ***
Title: The Studio
Author: Anna…Piper…whatever
Email: foreverpiper@yahoo.com
Feedback: I love feedback…bring it on!!
Spoilers: None, completely AU
Summary: Tara is looking to take some kickboxing classes, she meets Willow there…and the rest, as they say, is history.
Disclaimer: Don’t own crap…just this story.
Rating: PG-13
Couples: W/T, X/A, B/O
Notes: There is no hellmouth, no vampires, and no horrible nerds in this story…it’s also set in LA…so no Sunnydale.
Chapter: 9
Chapter 9
“BUFFY!!” Anya’s shout was heard from the office.
Buffy rolled her eyes and poked her head around the corner to see Anya’s face poking out of the window to the office. “What?! I’m in the middle of class!”
“Well excuse me for telling you Giles is on the phone…oh,” She added, “And he sounds pissed.” She gave Buffy a sarcastic smirk.
Buffy sighed and turned back to Rich, Willow and Tara, who had all stopped what they were doing, partly because they wanted to hear what Anya was yelling about, and partially because they were all really, really tired.
“I’ll be right back guys,” she said, before rounding the corner to talk to her dad. “Take a break!” She called.
“Oh thank God!” Rich said. He’d been bouncing up and down for the last five minutes. “I’ll be right back.” The words hadn’t finished leaving his mouth before he raced around the corner in the opposite way. The bathroom door slammed closed in a panic.
Willow and Tara looked at each other and laughed.
Willow moaned, “Ugh!” She said once the laughter subsided.
“What’s wrong?” Tara asked, both of them going over to sit on the benches.
“Nothing,” She dismissed, and began cracking her back. Tara saw her cringe as she got to a particularly sore spot.
“Ok missy. I saw that.” She gave Willow a determined look, “Now what wrong?”
Willow rolled her eyes, “Its nothing! Really! Just a little sore, I swear.”
“Just a little sore? Oh, well may discomforting soreness never more be a bother today!” She grinned and wiggled her finger toward the floor, “Lay down.”
Willow giggled, “Trying to seduce me are you?”
Tara laughed as well, “No silly! I’m gonna give you a massage.”
Willow grinned, lying face down on the mats, “Even better.”
Tara straddled Willow’s lower back lightly, not putting her full weight on her and began working her hands over Willow’s back, trying to work out the several large knots strewn across the red-head’s back.
Willow let out a stifled moan as Tara began working, before letting it out fully as she worked over a particularly large knot. “Oh dear God that’s good.”
She let out another moan, but to Tara it sounded as if it was a groan. Thinking she’d hurt her she stopped immediately.
Willow whimpered at the loss of contact, “Don’t stop!” She complained.
Tara began running her hands up and down Willow’s back once more. Letting out another moan Willow decided that this was heaven on earth.
“You two better not be having sex on my mats! Do you have ANY idea how much those things cost!? I’m going to skin you two if you do anything to them!” Anya screamed; appearing through the door.
Walking in she witnessed Tara straddling Willow’s back, hands lying on Willow’s neck.
Anya gave a disapproving look, “You two could at least have the consideration of doing the dirty in the weight room. I mean sure, thin walls but at least there’s a door!”
Tara jumped away from Willow, while Willow simply glared at her from the floor, mortified. “She was giving me a massage Anya.” She said defensively.
Anya rolled her eyes, grabbed a binder that was sitting in the corner of the closet bench and replied disbelievingly, “Uh huh.”
“It was a massage!” Willow insisted.
Anya waved her a free hand behind her back as she turned to leave. “Whatever!”
Willow rolled over and let out a low growl, “I can’t stand that woman sometimes!”
Tara laughed, “She’s just being Anya. Don’t let it get to ya.”
Willow grumbled and turned over, sitting up, “Well I still don’t have to like her when she’s being all…her.”
Tara giggled furiously.
Willow looked at her and raised one of her eyebrows defiantly, “Are you laughing at me Tara McClay?”
Tara attempted to regain her composure but failed miserably and just burst out in more giggles.
“Ok! That’s it!” And with that, Willow launched herself from her position on the floor and knocked Tara back in a full body tackle.
“Oof!” Tara gasped as Willow’s force knocked them both back, rolling around a few times on the mat.
“A hah!” Tara said triumphantly. Once the rolling had stopped Tara had managed to pin Willow under her.
“Hey!” Willow protested, “Not fair! I’m supposed to be tackling you!”
Tara grinned and held her head high in victory. While doing so she missed the mischievous look in Willows eyes. Approximately 0.7 seconds later it was Tara looking up at Willow from the floor.
Tara gaped in surprise, “Hey!”
This time it was Willow’s turn to smirk. “Ha!”
Being on the bottom didn’t bother Tara in the slightest. On the contrary, she found that it was even easier to access Willow’s ticklish spots. At once she began attacking them, fingers jabbing tirelessly.
This just caused Willow to wriggle higher onto Tara. It was then Tara decided to give Willow a break and relinquished her battle with Willow. It was just then that she realized how very close their faces were to each other.
‘I never knew her eyes were so blue.’ Without realizing it, Willow began moving closer until she was but an inch away from Tara’s lips.
Tara did not move. She didn’t dare to breath. ‘This has to be a dream.’
‘Oh my God. Oh my God.’ Willow moved closer.
Tara didn’t want to close her eyes, for fear that if she opened them again it would have all been a dream.
Closer and closer…
But she turned at the last moment and got up silently. She held out her hand to help Tara up.
The mood broken, Tara took her hand. ‘Yeah right Tara. Like she was actually going to kiss you.’
‘Willow you ass! Why didn’t you just do it! She wasn’t pushing you off! You should have don’t it! Why didn’t you do it!?’ Humiliated she yearned for Buffy to come back in and save her from the silence that was now filling the room.
She was saved. A few seconds later Buffy announced herself. She looked rather shaken but Willow waved it off as something Giles had said to her. Right now she was far too busy with her own problems. She made a mental note to ask Buffy what it was about later.
What Willow didn’t know, however, was it wasn’t anything Giles had said to make her a bit shaky, but instead it was what she had just witnessed. She had seen the whole thing and wasn’t completely sure what to write it off as. She’d always thought Anya’s idea of Willow being gay were funny, albeit completely false. Now after what she’d seen though…she wasn’t quite sure anymore.
To be continued...
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well, as for the update...we'll just have to see when that'll be
right after i post i'm going back to write some more
If my computer doenst crash on me for like...the umpteenth time 
Galahad: What a strange person. French Dude: I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elderberries. Galahad: Is there someone else up their we could talk to? French Dude: No, now go away or I shall taunt you a second time. - Monty Python
. They're getting used to each other's presence fairly well though, eventually Willow will show Tara just exactly how much she wants to kiss her, heh.
That was soo amazing..and the tackling scene..heheh..and anya 
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