PROLOUGE

It had been awhile since she'd felt this good.

"The band's really not sucking tonight..." Buffy commented. Willow didn't even hear her. She was too busy beaming at her boyfriend as he, and the rest of Dingoes Ate My Baby finished up their song. It was her favorite by them. But maybe she was biased since Oz had written it for her.

Maybe it was the music. Maybe it was the cute note that Oz had slipped under her door that morning. Maybe it was just the general lack of evildoings in Sunnydale, but she felt good. And she wanted to relish in it. And her sweep with Buffy through the cemetary earlier that evening had given her some energy to burn. Willow bounced her head lightly to the beat of the Dingoe's next song and continued to gaze up at her boyfriend. < Cute note. And really cute smile... >

Suddenly, a hand blocked her view of the stage as it waved in front of her face, and Willow snapped out of her trance. Buffy was staring at her best friend, amused.

"Hey, starry eyes." She joked, when Willow turned to face her. "Welcome back."

Willow blushed a little, sipping from her drink. "Sorry 'bout that Buff. Got a little distracted."

"Not a problem." Buffy said, feigning hurt. "I like talking to myself." She smiled at the redhead, who looked embarrased. "If I had a cute, redheaded boyfriend to gawk at onstage, I'm sure I'd look even more foolish than you do at the moment."

Willow swatted her friend lightly. "Ha. Ha." She took another sip from her drink and stole a glance at her boyfriend. He grinned, and winked at her, before focusing on the music. Her heart skipped a beat as she turned back to her friend. "Besides, I can't help it. There's just something about him that's ... tingle-enducing."

Buffy grinned. "Could be the Oz factor."

A smile spread across Willow's face. "Could be." She paused to clap for the band as they finished up their last song. "What about you? Any guys giving Buffy the tinglies? Or even the fuzzies?"

The Slayer shrugged. "Potential fuzzies. Possibly a mini-tingle. But I'm taking it slow, and happy to live my life love-free."

"For now." Willow interjected.

Buffy considered. "Well definitely not forever. But for the now, I'm content-girl. Slayer stuff is slow, I'm not flunking college. Yet. And so far nothing *too* traumatizing has happened to my friends."

Oz picked that moment to join the Chosen one and his girlfriend. He slid one arm around Willow's waist, knocking lightly on the table with his free hand. "Knock on wood."

Buffy looked down at the table. "I think it might be cheap formica."

Oz studied the table as well. "You're right."

Willow smiled at her boyfriend, sliding over and allowing him to share her seat. "You guys sounded great! Like an actual band with real non-Bronze potential." She chirped.

"We didn't get any food thrown at us tonight." Oz concurred. "Though Mike looked like he wanted to stake Devon with his drum stick half-way through the set."

Buffy stood up from her place at the table, grabbing her bag and giving the couple a tired look. "Well, speaking of staking and wooden things... Gotta go do a sweep. Then attempt to write a paper... Sometimes I wish they offered Slaying 101. That's one class I bet I wouldn't have too much trouble with."

Willow smiled at her friend. "See ya, Buff. We'll do the study thing tommorow?"

Buffy nodded. "You bet." She nodded to Oz. "Bye Oz. Thanks for the segue."

He nodded back at her. "Anytime." As the Slayer left the table, Willow turned her attention to her boyfriend and they picked up their conversation.

"Devon's on another ego trip, I'm guessing." Willow asked, offering Oz the rest of her drink.

Oz nodded, taking the plastic cup from her. "More like an ego vacation. Long one, too." He smirked, slightly, changing the conversation. "How are you?"

She grinned impishly. "Great. Good! I got your note." She added shyly.

Oz pretended to be confused. "What note?"

Willow attempted to glare at him. "The 'I-want-to-see-you-tonight with a couple of comments that could be interpreted as naughty' note. Unless it wasn't you that sent it."

Oz gave her a sly look. "Must have been your other boyfriend."

Willow smiled sweetly. "Wanna get out of here? Have some quality time?"

Oz took her hand. "Quality time is always of the good."

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