Eyes

[the vamp nurd]

Title: Eyes



Author: The vamp nurd



E-mail: The_moon_girl_zodiac@yahoo.co.uk



Spoilers: S6/S5/S4



Setting: Post S6



Rating: R



Disclaimer:The characters of BTVS are owned by Joss.



An: I don't know where this was mentioned, having 'white' Tara saving 'Black' Willow. But it gave me this idea. And kick up the agast level to it's highest.



Plot: Tara helps Willow cope with what she had done over the last few hours. Tara was shot but not killed. But Willow killed Warren, Rack, Andrew and Jonathan. Because Buffy, Dawn and Xander were at the hospital.



Willow-thoughts Tara-thoughts



Eyes part 1



Why is she looking at me? Why is she here. Here? Where is here?



I look into her eyes. Black. Coal black. Where's the green gone?



"Are you here?"



"Where did you expect me to be?"



Dead. Lying on our floor, with a blood red sun in your heart. Are you? Is this a dream. Am I going to wake up with you gone?



"Dead." There was a whimper, Willow whimpered, "It's my fault."



Comfort. It's a MacLay family no brainer. Mom comforted me. Willow needs me.



"Sh." Tara replied, "Come here."



No! I don't want to. Do I?



Willow shuffled forward. Tara held out her hands. Taking Willow's hands.



Easy now. Shh. That's it. Come here. Slowly. There.



It feels good. She feels alive. I can hear her heart pounding. My Tara



Willow wrapped around Tara. "Tara?"



"It's me. Remember? Sassy eggs. Dophin at the pound?"



It's Tara. My eyes are drawn to the wound. It's covered



"That's it shhh." Tara stroked Willow's hair.



It's still black. I've got to rid her of it. Before it kills her.



"Willow?"



Here goes nothing.



Look up. Get lost in those eyes. It's OK. It's Tara. My T



Black eyes. Hurt eyes. Buffy told me about those eyes. They were evil. Now, they're just hurt. I see Willow in them. Not like the ones that they must of seen before they died. These are Willow. Not any creature that walk talked acted like Willow. There there sweetie. Tara's going to help you.



Tara kissed Willow. Willow kissed her back.



It's wonderful. She's here, I'm here.



Willow.



Willow's hair started to change the red striking through the black. Tara held her close. Not wanding to let go.



If this is my last day on earth. I'm spending it with Willow.



The kiss ended. Willow broke it. Looking into blue eyes.



I'm sorry.



I'm here. Cry all you want my girl. I'm here. To wipe away your tears.



Willow started to cry. Tara held her close. Running her fingers through red hair, waiting for the green eyes she knew and loved to stop crying.



My girl.



Yours.



I was lost



I found you. I will always find you.



***



"Stop here!" Anya shouted, "She's close."



Giles stopped. Anya got out.



Giles got out of his car, Buffy, Xander and Dawn following. The covern in Devon had warned him about a power. Dark power fuelled by grief and pain.



Willow



His only choice. He had found Xander and Buffy. Dawn was asleep in a chair near them.



"She went crazy." Xander had confirmed his worse fears. "Wouldn't listen to us."



"Where is she?"



"We don't know." Buffy replied. "Tara seemed to, but she's disappeared too."



Anya flashed into view, "There you are."



"Anya?" Xander replied, blinking. Then it made sense, Demon Anya was back.



"We've got to find Willow." Anya replied in her usual snappy tone. "She's going to do something worse."



"Worse than?"



"She killed them. All of them. The police roped off the whole place."



Giles looked at Buffy, "Killed who?"



Anya looked at him wearily, "Warren. Jonathan and the other guy. And her dealer..."



"Rack." Buffy replied. "We better find her."



"She's on Klimsman Buff." Anya replied.



"Xander wake up Dawn. We're going to stop her."



***



"She's here!" Anya shouted.



Giles, Buffy, Xander and Dawn ran.



They found Anya standing about 3 feet away, from Willow and Tara.



Tara was stroking Willow's hair, which was red now. Whispering words of comfort into her ears. Kissing her hair, rocking her slightly. Tara still looked like she had come out of an oprating theature.



Willow looked up. Her eyes were green.



***

Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

[AmbersSecretAdmirer]

I like it!! Made more sense than the awful YCS.



More please if you have it!!

[chilled monkey]

Very good



Is this the end or is there more?

[the vamp nurd]

Thanks for the feedback. There's more.



Title: Eyes



Author: The vamp nurd



E-mail: The_moon_girl_zodiac@yahoo.co.uk



Spoilers: S6/S5/S4



Setting: Post S6



Rating: Nc-17



Disclaimer:The characters of BTVS are owned by Joss.



An: I don't know where this was mentioned, having 'white' Tara saving 'Black' Willow. But it gave me this idea. And kick up the agast level to it's highest.



An2: Tara Flash backs are in itlacs This is Tara's part. . W/T flash backs are underlined.



Plot: Tara helps Willow cope with what she had done over the last few hours. Tara was shot but not killed. But Willow killed Warren, Rack, Andrew and Jonathan. Because Buffy, Dawn and Xander were at the hospital.



Eyes part 2



Giles walked. Tara followed, Xander carried Willow Anya flashed out of sight, Dawn walked with Buffy.



Tara held Willow's hand. It's OK sweetie. I'm here. I aways be here.



Tara looked at Willow. She was sleeping, Peaceful, carefree...



Willow lying on the bed she used to share with her. Turning around at the sound of my voice. Shatter memories welling up inside. Then all getting washed away by, "Can we just skip it? Can you be kissing me now?"



Willow didn't hesitate. It felt so good. Her skin, her lips, her hair...



Willow rushed into her arms. Tara. Tara. I'm sorry, I'll never hurt you again. I promise. The kisses ment this. She just wanted to be in Tara's arms. A part of her nagged that she should never had left.



It's my fault. She acted so scared, because you put it in her. Your magic misuse.



Tara pulled away, she looked at Willow, she knew what she was thinking.



"Scared huh?"



Willow nodded, "Scared I scared you."



"Remember what I said. This is the room."



Willow looked at Tara, then cupped her face, "I'm scared. Scared, I'll hurt you, or my friends..."



Tara looked at Willow, then kissed her, "Shh. It's OK. I'm scared. Scared that I'll be hurt..."



Willow voliently shook her head, "No. No. I won't. Damn it Tara. I don't want to hurt you. I'm fucked it up with most people in my life. I tore Buffy out of heaven. I hurt Dawn, broke her arm. And I couldn't stop magic, for you. Because I'm a selfish bitch...."



Tara kissed her, hard. Pushing her onto the bed, Willow kissed her.



"Maybe you are. Maybe you aren't." Tara replied softly, "But I know what I love. And it's you." She gazed into Willow's eyes, "See, can't you see it?"



Willow looked down, she saw love. She saw comfort. She saw Tara. "Shit. I'm sorry..."



Tara nuzzled into Willow's neck, "It's not the time to be sorry. This is make up sex. And everyone tells me how good make up sex is..."



Willow grinned, "Vixen."



"Your vixen." Tara reafirmed, "Your girl."



"Always?"



"Always." Tara replied as Willow pushed her jacket onto the floor. Tara shuffled it off her arms.



Leaning in for another kiss. Willow moved Tara onto her back. Wanting to show Tara how much she missed her loved her needed her...



Tara had other ideas. She grinned as Willow was preoccupied with getting her clothes off, by managing to devest Willow of her clothes. Just as Willow finished hers.



Willow grinned, "Hello naked now!?"



Tara reached up and wrapped her arms around Willow, "I love you." She whispered, "I love you more because you fought a battle that was bigger than any ending of the world. And you came through."



"I'm a monster fighter." Willow pouted as Tara's lips made their way around her collar bone, she whimpered.



"A cool sexy monster fighter." Tara giggled as she suckled on Willow's left nipple.



Willow whimpered again. This couldn't be a dream. Tara's mouth, her hand. Oh shit! That feels good. She wanted more. How long has it been since we made love? Months?



Willow looked across to the door, on it was the dress. When Tara had sung to her. The last time...



At that moment Tara shifted herself down, pushing Willow firmly onto the bed and pressing her face against the red curls.



Willow sighed, "Tara..."



"What sweetie?" Tara teased.



Willow moved her hand and pushed Tara's head down, "Now."



Tara grinned, "As you wish."



***



Buffy stared at Tara, she looks good for someone who just had a major op. But I better check out the damage.



"I'm going to see Will's handy work."



Giles nodded, "I'll come to."



Dawn looked at Tara, "I wanna stay with Tara."



"Xander, you take Willow and Tara to hospital. Keep an eye on Dawn as well. We're going to take a look at what Big Bad Will did."



***

Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

[tommo]

I think you've hit on a really interesting and powerful concept here. The notion of Willow and Tara being opposed and set in terms of pigments is fascinating. I'm one of those people who feel that it should have been Tara who saved Willow at the end of Season 6, and I think it's a nice take here that you've chosen to write about.



The style of your fic is impressive; the short bursts of thoughts and dialogue work well in terms of heightening the tension of the scene, especially in giving the reader flashes of differing viewpoints.



However, I think the fic might benefit from having a beta reader look over it, if you haven't already got one. The tension of the initial scenes between Willow and Tara might have more power in terms of contrast if you were to try to slow down the following scenes, particularly where they are in bed with one another. Adding more narration and just trying to give a greater feeling of comfort through the description would help the reader to respond in a more emotional fashion, I think.



Looking forward to the next part, though. Thanks for this, vamp nurd.

"No cheese? Well, I brought you some. It's extra stinky." ~ New Cheese Rising

[the vamp nurd]

tommo



Thanks for the tips. I need a beta. Can anyone give me a hand.



I'm an implusive writer.



And I really have trouble playing stuff in my head.



I wanted the bed scene to be a little bit fast, but I see that I really should put a little more slower. I'll try and repost it, taking all it what I missed.

Quote:

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Adding more narration and just trying to give a greater feeling of comfort through the description would help the reader to respond in a more emotional fashion, I think.

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I argee, I kinda worked it around just those to, not paying enough attention to the love, comfort, warmth in the room. That should be there.



Reposting Wens. or when I get someone to beta for me.



I wanted S6 to end with Tara saving the world. It always appealed to me.



Tara's Mother seemed to me like she was a powerful witch, and taught her daughter well. And Tara always seemed like a white witch to me. Ergo Tara's yin Willow's yang.



Willow's power is dark in this fic, but Tara is still in love with her. Still drawn. Light needs dark. It's always about the balance.



But thanks for stoping by giving me helpful tips. Thanks to everyone who read it.



The Vamp Nurd

Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

[tommo]

Hi vamp nurd; you can try looking in the Beta Readers Thread



There are plenty of people in there who I'm sure are just waiting for an email asking for help. And some bloody good writers too, so there'll be someone in there to help out.



I like the idea of yin and yang, too. That's a great concept. Looking forward to your next update. Hope this helps.

"No cheese? Well, I brought you some. It's extra stinky." ~ New Cheese Rising

[the vamp nurd]

Thanks... going to check it out now.



And I love you cheesy theme.

Willow (with pointy ears): "NO kissing and gay love?!!!! That's illogical!" The Sci-Fi Bard W/T trekkie ramblings.



Bardlet no #27



"Why Mother because I won't be baking cookies for the mental patients at the county Hospital?" Alex It's In The Water

[the vamp nurd]

Title: Eyes



Author: The vamp nurd



E-mail: The_moon_girl_zodiac@yahoo.co.uk



Spoilers: S6/S5/S4



Setting: Post S6



Rating: Nc-17



Disclaimer:The characters of BTVS are owned by Joss.



An: I don't know where this was mentioned, having 'white' Tara saving 'Black' Willow. But it gave me this idea. And kick up the agast level to it's highest.



An2: Tara Flash backs are in itlacs This is Tara's part. . W/T flash backs are underlined.



Plot: Tara helps Willow cope with what she had done over the last few hours. Tara was shot but not killed. But Willow killed Warren, Rack, Andrew and Jonathan. Because Buffy, Dawn and Xander were at the hospital.



Eyes part 2



Giles walked. Tara followed, Xander carried Willow Anya flashed out of sight, Dawn walked with Buffy.



Tara held Willow's hand. It's OK sweetie. I'm here. I aways be here.



Tara looked at Willow. She was sleeping, Peaceful, carefree...



Flashback



Willow lying on the bed she used to share with her. Turning around at the sound of my voice. She looked so studious. Just lying there reading a book.



Shattered memories welling up inside. The bittersweet taste of freedom, then addiction. We're all addicted to our weakness. Then all getting washed away by, "Can we just skip it? Can you be kissing me now?"



Willow didn't hesitate. It felt so good. Her skin, her lips, her hair...



It's no so stupid now. Willow is mine. It's not good enough for her or me to be sneaking around anymore. This is real love. Not just some...



Willow rushed into Tara's arms. Tara. Tara. I'm sorry, I'll never hurt you again. I promise. The kisses meant this. Ownership, regained, wanted needed. She just wanted to be in Tara's arms. A part of her nagged that she should never had left.



It's my fault. She acted so scared, because you put it in her. Your magic misuse.



Also remember what she said when we were in the on the porch? "Addiction is about weakness."



Tara pulled away, she looked at Willow, she knew what she was thinking.



"Scared huh?"



Willow nodded, "Scared I scared you."



"Remember what I said. This is the room." Tara replied kissing her softly on the cheek, "You can be scared. You don't have to lie."



Willow looked at Tara, then cupped her face, "I'm scared. Scared, I'll hurt you, or my friends..." She stole another kiss from Tara's lips. Pulling away from her, "Control is very hard. I'm not sure I can do it by myself."



Tara looked at Willow, then kissed her, "Shh. It's OK. I'm scared. Scared that I'll be hurt..."



Willow voliently shook her head, "No. No. I won't. Damn it Tara. I don't want to hurt you. I'm fucked it up with most people in my life. I tore Buffy out of heaven. I hurt Dawn, broke her arm. And I couldn't stop magic, for you. Because I'm a selfish bitch...." She pushed Tara away from her, not caring that she had lost contact with Tara.



Tara ignoring the hateful words out Willow's mouth. She stepped forward and kissed her, hard. Pushing her onto the bed, Willow moved up across the bed, getting more comfortable on it.



"Maybe you are. Maybe you aren't." Tara replied softly, "But I know what I love. And it's you." She gazed into Willow's eyes, "See, can't you see it?" She touched Willow's face, running her finger over Willow's left cheekbone, "I love the whole package. Willow with all the parts." She kissed Willow're forehead, then cheeks and lips, "And my Willow is beautiful."



Willow looked down, she saw love. She saw comfort. She saw Tara. "Shit. I'm sorry..."



Now is not the time to be sorry Will. We are sorry for what we've done. Now is not the time.



Tara nuzzled into Willow's neck, "It's not the time to be sorry. This is make up sex. And everyone tells me how good make up sex is..." She whispered nibbling Willow's ear, sniffing the smell she had missed. Tasting the sweat under the ear. Then licking down her neck, growling as she nibbled on the skin.



Willow grinned, "Vixen." Don't stop, don't ever fucking stop.



"Your vixen." Tara reafirmed, "Your girl." Connection, we have to have the connection back.



"Always?" Child like. Needing resassurance. Wanting reassurance.



"Always." Given. Tara replied as Willow pushed her jacket onto the floor. Tara shuffled it off her arms. Willow smiled, Always did like Tara in leather



Leaning in for another kiss. Willow moved Tara onto her back. Wanting to show Tara how much she missed her loved her needed her...



Tara had other ideas. She grinned, "Uh uh uh. Naughty Willow."



Willow looked up as she was tussling with Tara's top, she looked like a deer in headlights.



"My turn." Tara replied, hooking her arms around Willow's waist. Quickly undoing the button of the demin skirt. Willow wiggled her hips. Tara smiled, "Rhythm is always good."



Willow giggled as Tara peeled down the hose she was wearing, a quick tug, Willow was naked from waist down. Tara smiled, then she tugged at the top. And smiled as Willow blushed as she stood in her bra.



"You're beautiful."



"Really."



Tara took off her bra and kissed Willow, "Do I have to answer that question?"



Willow smiled, "No."



"Good."



Willow grinned, looking at herself, "Hello naked now!?"



Tara reached up and wrapped her arms around Willow, "I love you." She whispered, "I love you more because you fought a battle that was bigger than any ending of the world. And you came through."



Willow smiled, then Tara stood up. Willow started to undo her boots. Then Tara stepped out of them. Willow next went to the trousers. They were off, so were the panties.



Willow smiled as she sniffed them, "Eau De Tara. Missed that."



"Well sweetie you'll get another chance soon..."



Willow smiled then placed a kiss on Tara's curls, "Can't wait."



Tara smiled, "Hello still got clothes on?"



"They won't last." Willow assured her. As she made sure Tara was as nude as she was.



Tara smiled, then she walked Willow onto the bed, making sure Willow was lying down, "My girl. My lovely ex witch girl."



"I'm a monster fighter." Willow pouted as Tara's lips made their way around her collar bone, she whimpered.



"A cool sexy monster fighter." Tara giggled as she suckled on Willow's left nipple.



Willow whimpered again. This couldn't be a dream. Tara's mouth, her hand. Oh shit! That feels good. She wanted more. How long has it been since we made love?



Willow looked across to the door, on it was the dress. When Tara had sung to her. The last time... Together, not apart



At that moment Tara shifted herself down, pushing Willow firmly onto the bed and pressing her face against the red curls.



Willow sighed, "Tara..."



"What sweetie?" Tara teased.



Willow moved her hand and pushed Tara's head down, "Now."



Tara grinned, "As you wish."



Willow sighed as Tara moved her head down. "Remember when..."



The words died on her lips as Tara touched her. She just needed her.



Time is an term we use for something that moves faster than we can. Tara mused as she made love to Willow. I don't want time anymore. I just want the woman I need.



Willow.



***



Buffy stared at Tara, she looks good for someone who just had a major op. But I better check out the damage.



"I'm going to see Will's handy work."



Giles nodded, "I'll come to."



Dawn looked at Tara, "I wanna stay with Tara."



"Xander, you take Willow and Tara to hospital. Keep an eye on Dawn as well. We're going to take a look at what Big Bad Will did."



***



Little did they know that a blacked out police car was already making it's way to the scene.





TBC

Sorry I missed church, I was busy becoming a lesbian and worshiping Satan



Bardlet no #27

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