Title: Sequel to Isla…(untitled)
Rating: I’ll be safe and say Nc17
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the BTVs characters; Tara, Willow, etc, but the other characters are my own.
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“Hey Sweetie,” Tara greeted her girlfriend with a small kiss on the cheek, “How was class?”
“I think you’re going to have to try harder than that, to get an answer out of me.” Willow joked, referring to the small peck she just received.
It had been two weeks since they had returned from the ‘Island of hell,’ as Willow had come to call it. The group hadn’t seen much of each other since they returned, mainly in part of the last minute changes they had to make for their schedules and living assignments. But they still found a little time on the side to hangout together. And as odd as it may sound, they had been looking forward to today: the first day of autumn classes.
“Try harder?” Tara questioned, smiling at Willow’s pout.
“Mm hmm,” Willow’s pout grew into a sly grin, “Pucker up,” she moved forward and closed her eyes, waiting for Tara to kiss her. The blonde stood, amused by the expression on her girlfriend’s face, that is until Willow opened one eye and cleared her throat. Tara moved and placed a brief but less chaste kiss on the redhead’s lips. Though they were way past the first stages of their relationship, Tara wasn’t too keen on making out in front of the entire student union.
“How was that?” She pulled away, smiling at Willow’s still closed eyes.
“Much better,” Willow said, sharing Tara’s grin, “But we’ll still have to work on it later,” she added with a wink.
“So how was class?” Tara inwardly shuddered, looking forward to their later kissing-session.
“Class was…strange, yet oddly entertaining. But Ms. Pitalio, my lit. teacher, was a bit too kooky for me. She kept dancing around every time she talked about Shakespeare. I gotta say, it was the first time I’d ever seen anybody dance to a Shakespearean sonnet.” She chuckled, remembering the performance, “How about you?” She took Tara’s hand as they walked from the union and through the courtyard.
“It was great. Mr. Giles seemed genuinely interested in teaching,” Tara frowned, “Which is kind of rare these days. It was more of an introduction class, so he lectured most of the time.”
“What class is this?” Willow asked, spotting Xander and Anya arguing near the entrance to her previous class. They seemed to argue a lot, at least they did every time Willow had seen them. But it was nothing serious and afterwards, Anya would launch into the details of their make-up, which Willow always regretted.
“American history, which is kind of weird since he has an English accent.” Tara had also noticed the arguing couple. When they were close enough Willow gave her a pleading glance, but Tara lovingly squeezed her hand and led her toward the couple.
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“I saw you, Xander!” Anya’s voice carried through most of the grassy clearing.
“I wasn’t looking at her…she just stepped into my view,” he tried to defend himself, which was failing miserably.
“Right! Her breasts just happened to fall exactly into your view. I can see how that happened, especially since she was what...at least four inches shorter than you.” Anya was vaguely aware of Willow and Tara’s presence, but continued with her rant. “Do you actually think those were real? Mine are real!” She huffed dramatically, “And I’m going to show you just how real they are,” with that said, she took Xander’s hand, dragging him off toward the dorms.
“Are we still on for tonight?” Xander called back as Anya pulled him along. Since he was almost out of earshot, Willow nodded instead of yelling a response. In celebration for the beginning of the new year, a few of the dorms were throwing floor-parties. And though none of them lived on the same floor, they had decided to party-hop the majority of the night until they found the right one. It had been hard getting in touch with Buffy and Faith, who both lived off campus, but both girls had agreed once Willow finally got a hold of them.
“So where are you off to?” They took a seat on one of the wooden benches. It was Willow’s free period and she was tempted to drag Tara off, just as Anya had done to Xander.
“I have Spanish,” Tara checked her watch, “Which starts in exactly three minutes.”
“You don’t want to skip it?” Willow playfully nudged the blonde, “Pobre.”
Tara giggled, “Baby, you just said ‘poor’.”
Willow frowned, she knew in her head that pobre didn’t sound like please. “Oh, well then...please?” Throwing in a sexy smile, she hoped to persuade her girlfriend into skipping her next class. She was surprised at herself for even suggesting that Tara should skip, after all she had never missed a day in high school, except when she was sick and even then she’d find some way to get the notes. But at this moment, her libido was overpowering her brain.
“Now how would I look if I missed the first day of class?” Tara wanted nothing more than to skip, but she knew that she would have time later, to be with Willow.
“Like dozens of other people who don’t show up the first day,” since the smile hadn’t worked, Willow sunk lower and pouted.
“Sweetie,” Tara patted Willow’s knee, “I’ll see you after class.” It took everything not to give into the smile Willow had given her and even more willpower, not to give into the begging pout. She knew she would probably skip tomorrow, but it was never good to miss the first day.
“Fine,” the redhead said in mock seriousness, “But I expect you to make it up to me.”
“Always,” Tara kissed her lover and hurried off to her class, a class that she was already five minutes late for. Willow smiled adoringly at the departing figure, before heading back to her room.
****
The day passed quickly and as promised, Tara made it up to Willow in every way possible. They were currently about to go for round three when somebody knocked on Willow’s door. With a few inaudible curses, Willow managed to put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt before answering the door.
“Are we partying or what?” Faith gave the girls a cheeky grin, before entering the room with Buffy in tow. She noticed Tara trying to cover herself as best as she could, “Oh, don’t be so modest Blondie, I know what you’ve got under there.” The comment earned her a glare from both Willow and Buffy. “Well, you know what I mean,” Faith backpedaled.
“So what’s up? Are you guys still coming?” Buffy turned to Willow after seeing the blush brightening on Tara’s face.
“Yeah, could you just give us a few minutes,” Willow all but pushed the two girls out of the room. “The others should be on their way, you can wait for them out here,” she didn’t wait for a response before closing the door.
“Geez, Red sure is bossy,” Faith spoke once the door had shut in her face. She observed the other coed’s preparing for their own floor-party.
“Well, I’d be the same way if I caught somebody checking out my girlfriend,” Buffy gave the brunette a meaningful look.
“Don’t worry-,” instead of finishing, she pulled Buffy into a kiss, to stress what she really meant.
“Kisses all around?” Xander asked, as he and Anya walked up to the couple. A low growl came from one of the girls, “I’m kidding,” he held his hands up, fearing an attack from Anya. As if on cue, Willow and Tara came from the room, fully dressed but not completely satisfied. “Great, let’s get going,” Xander continued, “I hear the fourth floor of Caldwell is giving out free bags of candy.” He grinned childishly and Anya clapped in anticipation.
It’s going to be a crazy night, Tara thought as she and Willow followed the others through the throng of partygoers.
Edited by: onyxsundrops at: 5/12/03 6:49:40 pm
by onyxsundrops » Sun May 11, 2003 7:17 pm 
if that was the end. Well I can't wait for the next update.
Can't wait to see where you take this.
Hope to see an update soon. 
at: 5/12/03 10:50:58 pm
Can't wait to 
the next update. Hope it's soon. 
I figure that a lot of people have read it, but don't respond, which is okay because I sometimes do the same thing. So we're all guilty
I love it.
was so cute with the the slip up. 
was going to faint from that. 
Great update, can't wait for more. 
You can't do that! 
I want happiness. 
...But I promise equal parts of angst/happiness...maybe a little more happiness.
wow more please.
)...I was going to update tomorrow morning before I left, but since I've been pressured into driving...I'll have to update when I get back on Monday or maybe a little sooner than that, it depends on if I can get a hold of a computer.
I wonder why? Great update! 
sometimes I hate cliffhangers 
