So here' s the story. This fic is set in April 1912 on-board the ill-fated maiden voyage of the Titanic (see what I mean about being sure that someone else must have used this idea) and alternative universe Willow and Tara are on the ship (with a lot of other people from the Buffyverse). But remember I like happy endings, so everything will be okay..honest
As for rating this, well, mostly PG13 I think..but things will certainly heat up later. I'll give plenty of warning for the more R rated bits though.
And the disclaimer part, I don't own any of the characters, they're the property of Joss Whedon and I'm just borrowing for a little while. (Or James Cameron or whoever else I've borrowed from)
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Love on the Seas
Chapter One
Tara Maclay sighed with resignation and stared at the floor. She noticed with a vague sort of interest that even the floors of the first class cabins had incredibly plush carpets and throw rugs. When her father got on to the subject of her selecting a suitable husband, he was really, really unbearable. She kept looking at the floor and tried to tune him out.
"You're not getting any younger you know Tara. And you are from one of the South's most prominent..most well-respected..."
Tara couldn't resist softly interupting "and just about bankrupt.."
Mr Maclay pretended he hadn't heard and continued. "..families...and there are some extremely suitable gentlemen on board that you can be matched up with...."
Tara sighed again. It was going to be a long afternoon and the ship had only pulled out of port at Southampton ten minutes ago.
"Yes father..." she trailed off and tried to focus on the impressive paintings hanging on the wall.
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Meanwhile, five cabins down, Willow Rosenberg was frantically trying to remake a bed.
A stuffy woman, clad in a fur coat that was probably worth at least a decade of Willow's salary kept complaining.
.."And I specifically told them that the sheets had to be pink...it's simply not good enough to come in here and find that I've been given ordinary white sheets..."
The woman shook her head with disgust and repeated again.."ordinary white sheets..."
Willow again apologised and tried to tuck in the new pink sheets for the woman.
What a job, Willow thought to herself. Spending fourteen hours a day at the beck and call of every rich snob on board this ship. But still, she thought to herself, it'll get me to New York in America, the land of opportunity where things'll be different..I can do this!
She grimaced and apologized again.
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Several hours later, Tara joined her father and her brother Donald, or Donnie as he was known to differentiate him from her father, Donald senior, for their evening meal.
"I've heard the food on board is going to be incredible" announced Mr Maclay as he walked several steps ahead of Tara and her brother.
He turned around to appraise his children. Donnie had dressed himself up in a dinner suit and Tara was wearing a gorgeous light green dress. Both of his children knew that the purpose of this trip was to find suitable partners, ones who knew of the Maclay family's status as one of the south's finest families, but hopefully not too much about their recent financial troubles.
"Oh good" exclaimed Mr Maclay with smug self-assurance. "It's the Harris family. And Tara...you know what I've told you about Alexander Harris...He could be just the sort of gentleman..."
He trailed off as he led his children over to the table occupied by the Harris family.
"Mr and Mrs Harris?" beamed Mr Maclay. "Donald Maclay and my children, Donald Jrn and Tara. I believe we had the pleasure of meeting at that delightful party thrown last summer by the Mr and Mrs Douglas-Jennings."
"Oh yes!" exclaimed Sam Harris merrily, "I remember it well. Please, sit, join us!"
Sam Harris, and his wife, Mary Harris, both had quite extreme drinking problems and if the truth was to be told, didn't remember meeting Donald Maclay at all. But it was clear that he was from the right social class and the Douglas-Jennings were certainly a good family to know.
"Why thank you" said Donald Maclay, sitting down.
Donnie also sat himself down.
Noticing that no-one else at the table seemed to have any semblance of mannners, Alexander stood up and pulled out a chair for Tara.
She smiled shyly at him. "Thank you.."
The truth was that Alexander Harris was a handsome man, with dark hair and eyes and a nice smile. He had a gentle air about him as well.
But there's nothing there, thought Tara to herself glumly. There never is. Sometimes Tara wondered if she'd ever meet someone who'd make her feel the way the characters in her books did, who made her pulse spped up, her heart beat extra dizzy. I guess not, she thought to herself.
But despite noticing right away that there was no spark between her and Alexander, Tara did manage to enjoy the meal more than she usually would have. Firstly because it was a relatively intimate dining experience. Tara hated sitting at crowded tables full of high society people. They were usually so very boring and self-obsessed. And secondly, because her father and Donnie were focused on impressing Mr and Mrs Harris and were content to leave her alone.
But after coffee had been served, Mr Maclay, Donnie and Mr Harris decided that it was time for Port and cigars.
"I'm going to go talk to some of the ladies I think" announced Mrs Harris quite pompously. "Would you care to accompany me Tara?"
"No" interupted Alexander quite strongly. "Tara, would you like to accompany me for a walk on the deck?"
Mr and Mrs Harris both looked thrilled. "Why that sounds like a capital idea Alexander, go, take Tara for a walk, take your time."
As almost an after thought, Mr Harris glanced over at Tara's father. " But only if that's quite alright with you Mr Maclay?"
"Of course it is!" exclaimed Mr Maclay. "Go on you two, have a walk around. I hear it's lovely up there."
Tara blushed furiously. Didn't her father realise how embarassing it was when he tried to marry her off quite so obviously.
"Wonderful" declared Alexander, helping Tara out of her seat and holding out his arm. "Shall we?"
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Ten minutes later, Alexander and Tara had made it to the observatory.
"Thanks ever so much for agreeing to come up here with me" said Alexander. "I hope you won't mind but I must confess, I had an ulterior motive..."
Oh no! though Tara. I hope he's not going to...
Alexander continued. "It's just that...look Tara, you're a swell girl and I get the feeling I can trust you...can I?"
Tara nodded slowly, feeling puzzled. Where was this going?
"Great" said Alexander, lighting himself a cigarette. "It's like this..basically, when the ship was at Port, i got to know a girl...a great girl, so much fun, she's just so forthright, says exactly what's she's thinking..and she's gorgeous, smart...perfect..."
"Well that's wonderful" said Tara, a smile lighting up her face, now that she was confident Alexander hadn't tried to get her alone to seduce her.
"Isn't it?" smiled Alexander. "But Tara, you might have noticed that my parents...they're kind of obsessed with class, with the right sort of people as they call them.."
Tara nodded sympathetically. "I know exactly what you mean. My father..he's exactly the same..trying to marry me off to a gentleman, god, it's so embarassing.."
Alexander nodded. "Tell me about it. But this girl, Anya's her name, she's on board. I got her a job on the Titantic, so that she could come to America to be with me. Only my parents don't know that.." he trailed off and ground down his cigarette.
"Tara, I'm in love with Anya. I need to see her. And I thought that, if you came with me, that my parents would leave me be for tonight at least..I hope you don't mind..that I've kind of used you..but I kind of get the impression that you're happy to be away from your family too..."
Tara smiled. "Is it that obvious? So what's the plan? How are you going to see Anya?"
"Well" said Alexander. "Stealth is the key. I'm going to go down to her quarters, they always have more fun down there anyway. Want to come?"
"I-I" Tara began. She was nervous at the thought of going down there but then again, how often did she get the chance to escape the clutches of her father and brother?
"Let's go" she said with determination and not the slightest trace of a stutter.
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It hadn't taken Alexander long to find Anya, and as soon as Tara saw the two of them together, she knew that Anya was as in love with Alexander as he was with her. It was really very sweet.
There was a lot of action happening around them. Several card tables had been set up and there were some 'borrowed' bottles of various sorts of alcohol doing the rounds.
Tara perched on a bench with Anya as Alexander wandered off to get them both a drink. She frowned though as she heard some yelling in the corner.
She lifted her head and looked over in the direction of the noise. A tall man had a small, thin girl with red hair backed against a wall.
"What? You think you're too good for me or something Rosenberg? You're just a maid you know?...And I think that it's about time you give me a litle something..a little comfort maybe..." he leered at her. "That'll teach you who's in charge here..."
Tara jumped up. "Hey" she declared, tapping the larger man on the arm. "What's going on here?"
"Well, well, well" declared the intoxicated man. "What've we got here...an upper-class woman slumming it for the evening? Even better! Want to learn what it's like to be with a real man?"
"Hey!" yelled the red-haired girl. "You leave her alone! You bully!"
"Oh, a bully am i?" declared the man. "Maybe I'll just have to teach the both of you a lesson?"
And then, before the man could continue, he was knocked to the ground with a killer punch.
"I don't think they want to learn that lesson" declared the man's assailant, a tiny blonde girl.
"Oh my god!" exclaimed Tara, turning to face the slight blonde girl.."Thank you! But how did you...?"
"No one bothers my friend!" declared the girl. "Isn't that right Will?"
Willow grinned. "That's right Buffy..Oh, hey" said Willow, looking properly at the other girl who'd come over to save her...Wow, thought Willow. She's so beautiful.
"Thank you so much for that..that was so brave of you..he was being such a total..." Willow took in the other girl's style of dress and decided to not go for a swear word.."jerk".
Willow held out her hand. "I'm Willow Rosenberg and this girl here's my best friend, Elizabeth, but for some reason, everyone calls her Buffy."
"I'm Tara" said Tara, holding her hand out to Willow. Willow took the other girl's hand and then felt a slight surge of electricity..strange, she thought. Tara felt it too and then, somewhat reluctantly, removed her hand.
Willow was beautiful, thin but with the most amazing hair and eyes...and mouth..Wow..
Buffy shook Tara's hand too. "I don't think he'll be bothering either of you for a bit..he's not likely to wake up tonight anyway..I have to go collect on a few bets..will you both be okay if i head off for a bit? You can just yell out if there's trouble.."
"Sure" said Willow, still staring at the blonde girl in front of her.."See you later.."
"So Tara.." said Willow. "Want to sit with me for a bit?"
"Definitely" smiled Tara, intrigued by the girl in front of her.
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I hope he wouldnt do anything to Willow if he ever sees/meet her.
hopefully really soon
ray
the
or kiss the geek
I really do like this story and can't wait to see where you take it! Poor Tara, havin to suffer her Dad like that! And Willow, feeling like she's not good enough for Tara No doubt they'll have to be sneaky and not get caught! Although they probably will eventually! But i have a feeling this is a fic where true love will conquer all *cue soppy music*
...all the elements of a super W/T AU ! I am going to hold you to that happy ending...I'm real down on unhappy death type or we're apart endings. I crave " in your arms kissing and I love you" endings!
why must you leave it there?!?!
Update nowish pwease!
) Willow/Tara style?! And how about a little drunken night of partying below deck with Anya and Xander, Buffy and Faith and of course Willow and Tara!