Author(s):Lucy Moore and/or Emily First.
Timeframe:AnyWhen.
Spoilers:Rumour says that Season 7 is the last - So any info available up until the end of then.See individual pieces.
Pairing:Just to make it official - Willow and Tara.
Rating of each piece:Your government knows what's good for you.The ratings are there for a reason !
Note from us both:We just wanted to open a thread where we could post Fiction or Poetry celebrating the love shared by our two favorite characters from the TVshow BtVS.So,here we go.
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Hey,Girl...Let's see...It's 3:25am and we're driving down off the Slochd summit,the lightbar reflecting off the lowering clouds,the wail of the sirens echoing away down the adjacent valleys...I'm struggling to get comfortable in my gear,and,trying not to think of the carnage ahead,I turned my thoughts to you and this small moment...Do you remember?
Title:No Mercy!
Author:Lucy Moore.
Feedback:Yes please.
Spoilers:N-O.
Rating:PG-13.
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Holding the door open for Tara,Willow looked round the Bronze...
There was nobody she knew in sight,and,as there was no band playing tonight,the only music was coming from the jukebox...People fed it money and it played their choices as the mood took it.
"Oh,look,there's a game almost finished.I'll just put our names down,and then get the drinks.What would you like?"
Tara was also looking around,contemplating all the strangers."Um,just w-water,please." This was only the second time that Willow had taken her here,and she did not have many pleasant memories of her first visit...
"Okay,grab a seat on one of the couches,and I'll be right back." Willow moved over to the pool tables and wrote their initials up on the chalkboard,then headed up to the bar.
Tara moved over to one of the couches placed under the stairs to the upper level.There was a small table placed just in front of it.Curling her left leg under her thigh,she sat down at the right hand side and watched Willow as she waited to get served...
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They were sitting together,not close enough to garner glances from the other patrons of the Bronze;but still,close...
"What did you think of the movie?"
Tara didn't know how to respond at first.She hadn't been paying much attention to the movie,just enjoying the sensation of Willow holding her hand,occasionally caressing her fingers with her thumb."Em...Okay..?"
"Yeh,I thought it was the best thing Julia Roberts has done for ages..."
Luckily they were interrupted by one of the jocks at the pool table shouting over,"Willow,you're up!"
Raising her hand in acknowledgment,Willow stood,and,reaching back for Tara's fingers pulled her to her feet."C'mon."
Crossing the fingers of her right hand behind her back,Tara protested quietly, "Willow,I don't know how to play pool..."
"No problem.I'll teach you...Right,the first thing to do is to pick a cue.Feel the weight of a few of those in the rack and see if any of them ~speak~ to you."
Tara tried a few of the cues before settling for two,which she held up for Willow to inspect."These two seem okay,but which one do I choose?"
"What you do now is to place the butt of each one in the palm of your right hand,and see if one is more comfortable than the other..."
"You want me to check how each butt feels in the palm of my hand." She looked at Willow carefully.
Willow smiled. "Try it.I think you'll find that they each feel different."
Leaning one of the cue's against the table,Tara placed the palm of her hand around the thicker end of the other one;moving her wrist carefully to get the feel of the weight.She put it down and tried the other one... "You're right,they are different...I'll keep this one."
Willow smiled. "Good,now I'll set up the balls,then we can decide on the rules for the game." Placing her coins in the slot,she pushed hard and waited for the balls to descend into the trough at the side of the table.Laying a plastic triangle on the table,she arranged the balls in alternate colors within the enclosure formed,leaving a space for the black ball.
Moving the whole assemblage so that the black ball rested over a spot on the table,she removed the triangle and placed it in an opening at one end of the table. "I'll go first if you don't mind,so that you know what to do,then we'll toss a coin to see who goes.Then there'll be no mercy,missy.I'm ruthless pool gal !" Placing the white ball within a half-circle marked at the opposite end of the table,she took aim and let rip.The formally neat triangle of balls broke up with an impressive show of reaction,and balls bounced back and forth off the cushions on all sides,spreading evenly throughout the top.None of them went into any of the six pockets.
Tara,hearing the echo of distant laughter fading into the background of her mind,watched Willow's bottom lip form into a small pout as she gave an 'Umph!' of exasperation. She's going to stamp her foot! Oh,Willow...
Willow lowered her head slightly and looked round to guage Tara's reaction...
For Tara,at that moment,the world seemed to stop.All the insecurities she had been harboring in her chest just dissolved,a formerly unknown tightness just let go,and she could suddenly breath deep again,without the fear of pain...Thoughts that had been tumbling head over heels through her mind were suddenly still.Thoughts and ideas that had been distancing her from a world of possibilities were suddenly gone;silenced as she reacted viscerally to this woman standing before her. A unexpected bloom of heat formed in her belly,expanding rapidly;radiating outwards it rushed through her limbs.She felt her knees become dizzy,and she was thankful that she could just rest her weight against the pool cue for a moment...It was all that was holding her upright.
"Tara...Are you okay?"
She struggled to speak past the sudden dryness in her mouth."Y-yes,I'm fine,thanks." In fact everything is just perfect. "What happens now?"
"Well,things haven't quite worked out the way I expected,so you'll just have to make a choice of color,and try and pot one." She made a sweeping gesture to include all the balls arranged around the green baize top.
Tara leant over the table and lined up her first shot."I think I'll choose the yellow ones with the stripe." She potted her first ball...
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As Willow watched the Black ball roll slowly to the corner pocket,pause momentarily before falling over the lip to disappear into the bowels of the table,she turned to Tara."I've been hustled!"
Tara shrugged her shoulders and gave Willow a small smile.
"You are in so much trouble missy! See,this is my resolve face,so just you wait till I get you alone.I'm going to tickle you till you beg me to stop!"
"That doesn't mean you g-get out of your responsibilities.I'd like a soda this time please." As Willow headed up to the bar Tara smiled happily in anticipation.Paying the table again,she began to set up the balls in another pretty pattern.
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Complete.The End.
Fiction:No Mercy! by Lucy Moore (1979 - 2002).
fiat justitia,ruat caelum
Edited by: xita
at: 12/29/02 7:29:48 pm
