ok what is up with all these friggin angst ridden 'i love you but i wont tell you so well be friends..but not really because we both really wanna have loads of smutty goodness' stories on the board?! GRR on you all!!



but emms...great update...go kaneeda and tara for protecting willow...and go donny for not being an ass for once! that was a bit of a shock thats for sure.



~mel

'The Cat in the Hat' is fine, just not during sex.--Alyson Hannigan

*grabs a snack*



Been enjoying these last updates muchly! Thanks you ever so much I am expecting a happy ending though!! Or not an ending at all, just happiness for all time

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‘I like being in complete and utter control. I like to dominate!’

Oh, this is a great fic! Exasperating? Yes. Frustrating beyond belief? No doubt. But I'm very much liking the relationship you're working up between Willow and Tara. Both so obviously in love, or at least getting there and both so very oblivious to the other's feelings. It kinda reminded me of that song by Yellowcard, Ocean Avenue, you know? I keep thinking various scenarios for this story, but I'm sure you'll surprise me at the end. I'm thinking here they'll have an angst-y goodbye and then years later Tara will move to Sunnydale, say, for college or maybe senior year High School and it will all come back to them. Oh, well, guess I'll have to wait and see.

Please, don't take long on the update, I'm get anxious here.

Hi everyone. Sorry about the lack of updates... I haven't really had a lot of time to write, my job just changed locations and the commute has been hell, so my schedule's been a bit wonky this last week I hope to get something out in the next couple days though. Thank you all for being so patient.



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charmedwitchtara Hi there! thank you for leaving feedback Im glad you're enjoying... Im sorry you're frustrated though... perhaps I'll redeem myself...





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hermitfish HI again Cyd!! You liked the snacks?! *faints* oh and I assure you...you can have the comfy chair...please feel free to sit where you like though... but you don't have to sit in the comfy chair! I wouldn't want you to think I was forcing you to sit in the comfy chair... I just thought...cause it's comfy...you know...you'd want to...

um...sit....there....or something....but you know...you can sit where ever you want





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Kim aww thank you kim for your kind words. I honestly didn't want to rush this fic, I wanted them to be able to take their time in figuring things out. Thank you for the feedback sweetie.



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reds yes... epiphanies and frustration... that's my motto.. that's what I always say....im not satisfied unless im supplying epiphanies or making someone frustrated



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willohand hehehe I seemed to have gotten you all worked up... you were kinda going emoticon crazy there for a moment... are you alright?



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wimpy mmmm....kinda a smut sandwich.... with the hot in the middle....and the snuggly sweet on the outside... (is there peanut butter anywhere in this little sandwich of yours?) cause that could be tasty...



I know, I know.... the whole darn situation between our girls is frustrating... But things will get better they just need time to process everything that has happened.



thank you for leaving feedback wimpy (you know you're my favorite kitten don't you?)



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The Rose *nodding head in agreement* yes indeed.... yes indeed.. they definitely need to have a heart to heart discussion... I just don't see it happening though



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photographer Don't cry photographer... I can't take it when kittens cry, it breaks my wee little heart. Here...let me distract you with cheesy magic tricks. *holding hands out in front of you* Look...my thumb's removable! feel better now?



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Hannah thank you for leaving feedback... as for your request of snuggles and kisses.... no no no. No snuggles and kisses... at least not yet forgive me?



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Anna get with the happy indeed! but setting things... *clearing throat* "Straight" hehe I don't see that happening. Maybe they'll set things "Gay" instead. (sorry... I'm all hopped up on caffeine)



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Mel hehe Do I sense some hostility sweetie? you "grrr'd" on us all.... I've never been "grrr'd upon" Oh well...there's a first time for everything.



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lil fled Im glad you're enjoying *passing tray* here have a beverage. Much happiness in store, I promise.



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hehe Oh drat! I'll have to come up with another brilliant plan.. I so obviously cant use any of those now that you have let the cat out of the bag. Jeeze I don't know what I'm going to do between you and Mel making all these crazily accurate guesses. You two should start a psychic hotline or something. (just kiddin' darlin' )



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Oh this is so sweet... Tara gave Willow the necklace

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Willow brought her fingers up to touch the stone resting in the hollow of her neck as if she'd been aware of its presence the whole time. It was warm to the touch and Willow could swear that she felt tiny electrical currents running through it and into her fingers.

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I miss this story

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"And they say one person can't make a difference."

Hi Emms..wow this is simply so amazing and so lovely . I love it. Love sam xx

"Sometimes things happen between people that you don't really expect. And sometimes the things that are important are the ones that seem the weirdest or the most wrong. And those are the ones that change your life." - Jessie Sammler (Evan Rachel Wood)

Sorry kittens, no update as of yet, Just some overdue responses. I've been pretty bogged down at work the last couple of weeks, what with all the sitting around I do. anyhoo, Im thinking I'll have time to type out the next part of this tale tomorrow.



Until then, Goodnight.



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Sam Darls hehe There you are! No fic would be complete without feedback from you!



xoxo

Emms

I can wax philisophically on a variety of different subjects...that doesn't,however, mean that I have anything constructive to add to the conversation.

--- Me

oh please, you have to update soon. or im going to use all the emoticons that will fit in a sentence.

Willohand hehe It would be emoticon-a-palooza. That could be interesting... Maybe you should do it just for the sake of science.



Not to worry though, cause Im working on the update right now.



Thanks for being enthusiastic. Luv Ya!





xoxo

Emms

I can wax philisophically on a variety of different subjects...that doesn't,however, mean that I have anything constructive to add to the conversation.

--- Me

well since its for science.I will not be saying and as far as the goes well if you want but you have driven

me mad,mad i say.on the brink of and oh lets not forget . but yet you still dont update.why i could just and oh im my computer as soon as im done. well maybe not but yeah i could . are you really doing this to me?I try to but i cant thanks to u.

oh some days i check and when there is no update i simply

to myself.its here in new york and I need this fic to warm me but .some days i to not . dont bother you silly little author you.some days when no update is posted i just yell out at the top of my lungs to no one in particular you get my drift? ? oops did i say that? one second the next.im getting and you wouldnt like me when im . do u get my drift?

Willohand I your sientific mind. That was by far the most emoticons I've ever seen in one post. and you deserve a And I crown you Queen Animated Smiley (wow....you are talented, cuase that's all the emoticons i could fit into this respone...and believe me i was trying. )



nighty night

xoxo

Emms

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All previous disclaimers apply



here it is Kittens, an update just for you.



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Willow was still in a sitting position when Miss Odessa,satisfied that she was indeed going to live, left the room.



Tara was standing next to the dresser, her back was turned to the red head but she could feel Willow's eyes on her back. She knew her friend expected her to turn around...to say something...anything but instead Tara opted for the much safer, awkward silence.

She opened her pajama drawer in hopes of finding something that would fit the red-head. Tara was feeling nervous. Her hands ran over the cloth of the various articles of clothing folded neatly in the second drawer. She was taking too much time choosing something, and she knew that Willow was probably wondering what she was doing. Tara pretended to be completely engrossed in the task at hand. She shifted the weight of her body from one foot to the other as she bit her lower lip.

She finally settled on her favorite pair of Pajama's. She worried about what it would feel like to See willow dressed in them.



"H-here... you can wear t-these..." Tara said, handing Willow the set of pajamas. They were not the nicest pair, worn from washing and faded from hanging on the line one too many times in the afternoon sun but they had penguins perpetually skating around on the flannel and they were Tara's favorite. She hoped that penguins might cheer Willow up.



"Thank you..."



Tara pulled back subconsciously when her fingertips grazed Willow's palm. Their eyes met, but each girl quickly looked away. They examined, instead, a new and interesting aspect of the ceiling that they'd apparently never had seen before.



There was another moment of awkward silence, before Tara noticed that Willow wasn't moving to put the pajamas on. She was just holding them in her lap "Oh! you probably want to change. I'll go." Tara offered.



"Tara...you don't have to go..." Willow said trying to keep anything but friendship out of her voice.



Tara blushed at the sound of Willow's voice and the thought of being in the room with her while she changed her wet clothes promised to be more than Tara could handle. She didn't turn away as Willow began to unbutton her shirt. Tara couldn't have torn her eyes away if the goddess herself, had floated down on a cloud and instructed her to. She could see the silkiness of Willow's skin through the ever widening gap down the front of the red head's shirt. Tara examined willow's slim fingers, and thought she saw the faintest shaking as they continued their path of contained destruction down Willow's blouse. It wasn't until Willow had unbuttoned it all the way, and was in the process of pulling the offending material off, that Tara came to her senses and turned around to face the other wall. Her cheeks were burning hot.



Tara stood there staring at the wall during the single most tormenting moment of her life. She tried everything in the next few minutes to keep her mind off of Willow undressing behind her. She tried counting the twinkle lights hanging from her wall...she tried thinking of pastrami sandwiches and of lying in big puddles of mud, but nothing was working...it turned out to be the longest single minute of Tara's young life.



"All finished..." Tara heard Willow say. She turned around to face her friend as the red head secured the last button on the pajama top.



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They sat on the bed together, talking quietly. It was midnight. Tara had always liked the hour, it carried so much energy and potential with it.

Neither girl wanted to admit that they were tired, instead they stayed up talking about anything and everything they could think of. Tara had taken down her picture album from the shelf and the girls were currently giggling over pictures of Donny as a small child dressed in one of Tara's dresses. Tara became quiet. The comfortable camaraderie between them, was beginning to spark something inside Tara that she had been thinking about since the first night, when Willow had climbed the lattice and stepped inside her world.

Tara wanted to share her magic with Willow. Her mother had always told her that Magic in the wrong hands could be very dangerous and that Tara should be very careful who she told about it. Up until now, Tara had told no one but she wanted to tell Willow. Tara silently asked the Goddess for a sign. If she was meant to tell Willow then the Goddess would provide a sign.



"What if we can't find each-other Tara...? What if when I leave we never see each-other again? " The question seemed to come out of nowhere. They had moved to their stomaches, lying with their head's on the bed and their faces turned toward each-other.



"That won't happen." Tara was quiet.



"How can you know for sure...?"



"Because you know where I live silly."



"But what if I hit my head on something really hard and get amnesia and cant remember where your live? And what if I spend the rest of my life going from house to house searching for you..And I don't find you and we never see each-other again. Or what if you move..." Willow could feel herself being worked up into a small panic.



"Then I'll find you...." Tara let the words hang there in the air. She held her breath afraid that she might have said something wrong. She waited for Willow's reaction and she was surprised when the red-head silently and softly slipped her hand into Tara's.



Tara recognized willow's question and the subsequent feelings it invoked for what they were. A sign from the Goddess. Tara mustered up her courage. She was surprised to find how calm she felt."Do you want to see something...?" Tara asked tentatively. She still wasn't sure how Willow was going to react.



"Sure" Willow nodded.



"Come on..." Tara said, getting off the bed. She extended her hand, offering it to Willow, Tara helped her to stand.



"Close your eyes..." Tara said



"But Tara...doesn't that defeat the whole purpose of showing me something if I have my eyes closed and cant see it?" Willow asked, a small smile on her lips.



"Trust me..."



Willow nodded, closing her eyes without further hesitation.



Tara closed her own eyes and centered her focus. It was strange But Tara could swear that she felt Willow's heart beating in time with her own. But that was impossible, Willow had no idea what Tara was doing, there was no way they could be that much in-sync. But yet there it was, distinctly different but joined with Tara's at the same time. It was strong and Tara had to fight to keep her eyes closed. She brushed the shared connection out of her mind, she had to focus.

Tara counted backward in her mind from ten to one, centering herself with each dissension, until she was aware of nothing but her own breathing. Something wasn't right though, she had only been trying to conjure a teeny Tinker-bell light, but somehow she managed to astrally project herself out of her body.

Tara opened her eyes, she could see a fine sheen of perspiration on Willow's forehead. Was it possible that Willow had made the journey with her? One test would tell for sure. "Willow..." She said softly. When Willow didn't respond Tara assumed that she had stayed on the physical plane.

This had only ever happened to Tara when she did spells with her mother. Her mother's magical energy was stronger than Tara's and sometimes the power of it would send Tara out of her body. She was able to remain calm because she'd experienced this before. It wasn't unpleasant. Focusing her energy back through the crown of her physical body, Tara reentered herself.



"Okay....you can open them....." She said softly. Tara watched as Willow's eyes fluttered open.



Tara gauged Willow's reaction carefully. As the red head became aware of the tiny white light floating close to her face.



Willow opened her eyes and was stunned to see the little bluish-white light floating languidly in front of her face. "What is that....?" She asked in awe.



"This is how we'll always find each-other...." Tara spoke the words carefully, she didn't want Willow to sense the true depth behind them. Tara moved her fingers and the light caressed Willow's cheek.



Willow followed its path with her eyes until the little light evaporated.



"Where did it... I mean...how did you--"



"Magic...."



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TBC



xoxo

Emms

I can wax philisophically on a variety of different subjects...that doesn't,however, mean that I have anything constructive to add to the conversation.

--- Me

Edited by: MissKittys Ball O Yarn at: 12/25/04 11:28 pm

this was so worth the wait id say.and worth a emoticon or two.this was a good xms present to all the kities. well at least i got one thing i wanted fr this holiday.thank you and i wait for the next update.but listen you know whats to happen if its not soon dont ya? that`s right baby emoticon free for all.

merry x-mas to you and yours misskity.have fun and be safe. talk to ya soon.

Emms



This update is so beautiful it hurt !



Oh my God, how you were able to pack this so full of emotion . The simple act of being in the room whilst Willow put on pajamas, became a test of strength for Tara. Willow reaching for her hand, during the talk, and closing her eyes without question when asked.... the trust was awe inspiring !



You chose your gift to the kittens perfectly... I feel warm, safe, and loved !



To you



Happy Holidays



behindhereyes

Kim

Awww. This is just beautiful. Tara staying in the room while Willow put on the pajamas and the tinkerbell light are just signs of what's to come.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.

I just gotta say, that my cheeks were burning too when Willow told Tara she didn't have to go. But poor Tara, put in such a predicament, torn between the desire of wanting to watch Willow and then finally realizing what she was doing. No wonder she was getting warm.



This whole thing was so sweet, as usual, meeting the usual Emms Sweetness Quota.



Now I'm anxious to see Willow's full reaction to what Tara just revealed to her. I'm sure you won't keep us waiting long.



Hope you had a great holiday!



Wimpy

I will add an awwwww with the rest of the gang...that was very sweet...left me with the warm fuzzies. Building trust and revelations of several sorts - can't wait to see what's next. Kudos.



~Cyd

Okay,



I just found this fic, and I had the chance to read it all in one go...and I have to say, YOU CAN'T STOP NOW!



You've managed to make the Willow and Tara in your fic so believable. I could literally imagine them doing what they do. The shy glances, little touches, and the confusing emotions they're going through. I just...wow...I'm really loving this.



I absolutely adored the story about the squirrel, that was just so Willow of her.



Hoping for an update soonish.

But here, the energy, the collective intelligence. It's like this force, t-this penetrating force, and I can just feel my mind opening up, you know, and letting this place just thrust into and -- and spurt knowledge into -- that sentence ended up in a different place than it started out in - Willow

Yay, that was a sweet update. So happy they're not still in that post-kiss freak out state. The awkwardness is so cute, loved the line;

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Wonderful update Emms!

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Yay! You updated! That was lovely Emms, hope you update soon! Hannah.

It was strange But Tara could swear that she felt Willow's heart beating in time with her own.





Oh! I love this story so much!!



I wonder if Miss Odessa had anything to do with bringing Willow to town, since she doesn't seem to be at all surprised by what's going on. Hmmm..

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willohand hehe only two emoticons? hehe and no need to pull out the emoticon free for all (unless of course you want to...Cause im game for another round if you are ) because Im working on an update this morning....



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Kim Hi sweetie.... hehe you're making me blush. Im just glad you liked the update.



You're the same kind of reader I am, you notice all those little details that make a story cute, funny, hot, sweet or just plain maddening.

The little touches, glances, and moments of implied trust are what keep me coming back to a story, as I hope they are for you. I appreciate your feedback and look forward to reading it. Thanks Kim.



I hope your holidays were extra special, and happy New Year! (they should make a smiley that's wearing a little party hat and blowing a noise maker! )



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The Rose Tinkerbell light and pajamas are definitely signs of what's to come (Yoda impersonation) But come soon they wont. (end of impersonation)



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Wimpy I have a sweetness quota? what happens if I produce more sweetness than my quota demands? Do I get a promotion? Maybe to sweetness director....or supervisor....or office sweetness coordinator?



and no....I won't keep you waiting too long. Im working on the next part today. Im on a real writing spree here, and this story is stuck in my mind insisting I update.



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hermitfish your "Awwww" has left me on the floor, gasping for air. And im giddy that you were fuzzy... wait...no...that didn't come out right (let me try again) Im giddy that I left you feeling fuzzy....cause fuzzy is good... Fuzzy keeps you warm in the winter and if you get hot chocolate on your fuzzies its no big deal, cause fuzzies wipe clean with a damp cloth. (insert panting emoticon here)



By the way, if you haven't heard yet Wimpy has set me in-line for the posh job of Office insert appropriate title here

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willow fan Welcome to the thread...



*holding hands in the air* I wont stop I promise! there's much more willow and Tara goodness in-store...And how sweet are you to mention the squirrel



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anna Yes, no more post-kiss freak out.

I never intended to leave them there long but everyone should be able to have a couple post-kiss freak outs in their lifetime. It means that you have something to loose, and what's love if there's nothing to loose?



I love your feedback anna! Thank you!



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xoxo

Emms

I can wax philisophically on a variety of different subjects...that doesn't,however, mean that I have anything constructive to add to the conversation.

--- Me

Edited by: MissKittys Ball O Yarn at: 12/31/04 9:00 am

Emms,

Great story.I just read the whole thing today.Can't wait for more...you did say that you were updating today...right???

I'll just sit right here and wait.......

OK it's been 42 seconds.......I can't stand this waiting... .....

OK, I'll wait some more...tick-tock....tick-tock....who am I kidding, this waiting is killing me........but wait I will, cause your fics rock. Take all the time you want, I'm just impatient that's all.



Rhiannon

Update soon PLEASE!!



-LR

that doesnt work. no update and here it is already the 3rd day of the new year. before you try to explain this just know im and .why no update yet? oh sure i know you,you are

home .but miss you must know how this is making me, dare i say ? oh sure im probally overreacting but hey i this fic and beg of you please please please update.is it me or are you out to make me ? now your like, oh my willohand is .that is

only going to make me you for being naughty writer by withholding my updates. oh please dont pretend to be in shock.your no missy.i i and still no update. so if i will that help my cause? here`s a and a

. oh are u ? am i making u ? i hope so. have i gone too far? okay im just gonna... yeah okay uh bye.

Okay kittens, here's the update on the update. Now, before you throw things at me ie: rubber balls, rotten vegetables....shoes... let me just say that im almost finished with the next part, it just needs a little "tweaking" And I have a couple hours to devote to it today, so, if everything goes as it should there will be an update today.



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Rhiannon hehe hello my little impatient kitten. Im sorry i made you wait so long... I hope you didn't stand there for much longer than the 42 seconds though, cause I wouldn't want your legs to get stiff. There should be an update today, I ran into a couple road-blocks the other-day but I'm back in business this morning, thank you for waiting so impatiently. That's my favorite kind of waiting.



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willohand hehehe I know you had no choice, I drove you to it with my inability to post timely updates. (or maybe I just like when you do that )



okay so i was home but I have excuses I was really really from staying up into all hours of the night . I had a very hard couple of days, first it was very and my right arm was exahusted from holding up my and then there was the time that I went down the street next to a holding up his own sign and shouting obscenities at me . And to top it all off I had to -sit my little niece who's a wholly terror and makes me want to every-time she comes over. But this morning I woke up all refreshed and ready to get back to . Forgive me?



xoxo

Emms

I can wax philisophically on a variety of different subjects...that doesn't,however, mean that I have anything constructive to add to the conversation.

--- Me

Hi Emms,



I'm still here.....patiently waiting......for as long as it takes....sleep is now becoming an issue,..so is hunger and the bathroom...my animals are now starving...P.P.S.(Puppy Protective Services) will soon be called.......Are you grasping the concept of events that you are causing???? I need an update...please......you know I'm only teasing ...right?



can't wait for more



Rhiannon

Rhiannon this update is dedicated to you and your puppy for all the hardship I've caused you. Please don't call PPS... I won't be a home-wrecker, that's why I am posting now..... so please read and then go to the bathroom.....but read first.





All disclaimers apply....even the lame ones





The morning was surprisingly cool, even the grass remained wet with the dew that had formed overnight. Willow's sneakers were beginning to soak up the wetness like a sponge, making her socks feel smooshy. She was able to disregard the smooshyness though if it meant that she got to spend time with Tara. Willow was standing out in the middle of the field next to Kaneeda, who seemed to be regarding her with only a mild curiosity. She took a step back though, when the horse tried to sniff her. Willow looked up at the sky, it was a clear shade of blue and it reminded her of Tara's eyes.



Willow watched Tara as she moved around the animal. The blond was wearing a pair of worn jeans, they were fitted and Willow couldn't help but notice the way Tara's hips moved like silk just beneath the denim. A small amount of Tara's skin was showing beneath the hem of her shirt and above the waist of her pants. Willow's eyes were drawn to that place. She wondered what it would feel like to touch the delicate skin there. She wondered if Tara would feel warm or if her skin would be hot...

As if on cue, Willow's heartbeat sped up and she was overcome with the guilt of watching Tara so closely.

Willow cast her eyes to the right. looking around, she noticed that they were the only two in the field. Tara's mom had been asleep when they had left this morning, as she suspected was the case for Tara's brother as well. For some reason Donny didn't strike her as a morning person.



Willow's mind began to wonder. She still didn't know what to think about what had happened the previous night. If she thought about it long enough she could almost feel herself Standing there in front of Tara the way she had done that night. The memories and feelings floated back to her in a wave of reality that made her knees weak. To the outside world she was simply a girl, standing in a field with smooshy shoes and a goofy grin on her face, but in her mind she was back in Tara's room reliving a scene that had lasted only a few moments but would forever be burned in her memory.



Willow could see Tara's room just as it had been last night.

Tara had asked Willow to trust her and she did trust her, so she had stood there, with her eyes closed, acutely aware of every sound in the room.

The next few minutes had been a blur. things had begun to fade away and the only thing she could hear was the beating of her heart.

The air around her had changed, it felt sticky and she'd found it hard to draw a breath into her lungs. She was aware of Tara too, she had felt the blond's presence and her palms had itched to link them together, but she had found moving to be an impossible task.

Willow felt herself start to drift away and she imagined that she was a piece of seaweed drifting in the open ocean, her anchor all but abandoned now as she floated free.

She was unaware of the movement of time in that place and all sound had ceased to exist, but she had become aware of a faint voice calling her. "Willow...." It had said. In that moment, everything had been perfect She hadn't felt the need to answer and she wasn't sure she would have been able to even if she had tried.

Willow knew it was Tara, there had been no mistaking that. She had felt Tara's everything in that one word and that was when Willow had known. What had happened between them...the kiss hadn't been a mistake. There could be no mistaking how she felt about Tara. Then the blond had made the tiny light come it had danced around them and Tara had said it was magic. Willow didn't know if she believed in magic, but she believed in Tara and that was enough.



Willow was brought back to the present moment to find Tara watching her, a smile on her lips conveyed mild amusement.



"Where were you just now?"



Willow didn't know what to say... She knew that Tara must be reffering to the faw-away look on her face and Tara's question was simple enough, but even Willow didn't have an answer to it. She shrugged her shoulders. She was relieved when Tara didn't question her further, but instead went back to spreading a beige blanket over the animal's back. A big, hunky, brown thing, which Willow assumed was the saddle was on the ground next to Tara.



As willow watched Tara lift the saddle up onto the horse she felt the first real pangs of fear enter her mind. The reality of the situation was beginning to come into full focus. How did Tara talk her into this? She couldn't remember the exact conversation, all she could recall was the blond pulling her out of bed this morning and dragging her out into this field. Okay, so she hadn't exactly been kicking and screaming but then again Tara had been holding her hand and Willow suspected that she could be led off the ends of the earth if Tara were holding her hand. But now her hand was all alone....



"I don't know about this Tara....." Willow said, indicating Kaneeda, who'd taken to eating the grass. She was honestly regretting having agreed to this. "Maybe we could do something else...Something safer like...watching T.V... " Kaneeda chose that moment to lift her head and show Willow her large yellow teeth. "I think she want's to eat me." Willow warned Tara. Though the blond made no move to stop the wild beast from inching toward Willow.



Tara peeked up over the saddle she was fastening. "Don't worry, y-you can hold onto me." Tara smiled at Willow before making a trip around Kaneeda to fasten the last of the straps underneath the mare. Tara shook the saddle slightly, to make sure the saddle was secure around the horse. Kaneeda responded by snorting and lifting her head to look back at Tara. The horse took a step backward as if just discovering there was something attached to her back.



Willow was silent. Something about Tara's choice of words and the way the blond was peeking at Willow through her downcast eyelashes made the redhead feel brave. Willow made the decision right there, that no matter how scared she was she would go horseback riding with Tara.



She watched Tara as the blond walked the short distance to her. Tara was offering her hand to Willow, who, took it without hesitation. Tara showed her where to put her foot in the stirrup and how to get her leg up and over the saddle.



Willow did it surprisingly quick, throwing her leg over the saddle, she found herself in an upright position, a thousand pound animal underneath her. It was daunting,even to the bravest of heart but Willow gritted her teeth and tried not to whimper.

She thought she might momentarily freak out though, when Kaneeda took a step forward, but Tara was there in the next instant sliding her body onto the saddle in front of Willow.



."What if I fall off the back?" Willow asked, she was sure fear was plainly evident in her voice.



"You wont fall off the back...."



"I might...." Willow continued to argue her case, though with less conviction.



"You won't...You're safe with me...Just put your arms around my waist" Tara said softly.



Willow blushed, but tentatively slipped her arms around Tara's waist. There was no way she was going to refuse an offer like that. she felt Tara's body still its movement beneath her arms. They sat there like that, neither girl saying a word.



The shape of the saddle was gently guiding Willow's body up against Tara's. Willow pulled back slightly so that her breasts wouldn't brush against Tara's back. Her thighs were pressed against the back of Tara's legs and all Willow could do was to pull her head back so that she wasn't literally breathing down Tara's neck.

The mixture of the soapy smell of Tara's skin and the smell of fresh hay was making her light headed. She hadn't been physically close to Tara in this way before and it brought butterflies to her tummy.



Willow fingers flexed. She was surprised when they brushed against the bare skin of Tara's stomach. The same creamy place she had been wondering about earlier was now being mapped under her slim fingers. Instinctively Willow's hands began to retreat, but were caught by Tara's and held in place. "Don't let go.." Tara said, her voice sounded deeper and richer than Willow had ever heard it before. Willow felt the dry warmth of Tara's hands slip away as the blond took the reigns in her hands and ushered the horse forward.



TBC



xoxo

Emms

I can wax philisophically on a variety of different subjects...that doesn't,however, mean that I have anything constructive to add to the conversation.

--- Me

Edited by: MissKittys Ball O Yarn at: 1/4/05 7:27 am

Okay Emms, if you surpass your sweetness quota, you would be allowed to become the High Priestess of Sweetness, how's that. You could wear a beautiful velvety robe and a crown of course, and get to sit in an obnoxiously large chair, and we would all have to bow down before you. Just remind me to wear my knee pads.



Now, you gave us the sweetness again, and then nearly melted me with the touching and oh, how well you wrote Willow's feelings about getting on the huge creature, but she would do it for Tara. Now there's skin and holding on and I'm all tingly and twitching, and...and...and you left me in this condition...damnit.



I'm revoking the crown and the robe until you give me more of this tantalizing horsey ride.



Still lovin ya!



Wimpy

Emms...I concur with Wimpy...High Priestess of Sweetness is an apt title. Yay goodness and updated so fast (unlike some totally nameless people...looks behind at the giant three foot neon arrow pointing down above my head). A nice, horsey ride and free skin touchage ought to make the lil' redhead forget her anxieties. Or get her to scooch a little closer. Carry on.



~Cyd

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All you need to start an asylum is an empty room and the right kind of people.

~Eugene Pallette in My Man Godfrey (1936)

I am glad our ladies are spending as much together as they can before Willow has to leave(Boo. Hoo). They have to keep in touch with each other.

Tara: My heart doesn't stutter.


Tara: Willow, I got so lost.

Willow: I found you. I will always find you.