Who? 3

Buffy had never walked so fast in her life. As usual Faith strode with her casual gait. Her longer legs making it easy to keep up with the blonde. Although her face didn't show it, a million thoughts raced through the dark slayer's mind.

She could hardly believe what had happened. Or for that matter what was going to happen. It wasn't the thought that she was going to be intimate with a woman that made her nervous. It was the thought that she was going to be intimate with Buffy. The Buffy that was adored by all. Even loved by a vampire. Mary Sunshine herself.

Buffy kept looking at the other woman. She was trying to figure out what was going on in Faith's head. If it was anything like what was going on in her own mind then it was all very confusing. Buffy had always known that she had no sexual preference, that wasn't the confusing part. The confusing part was Faith. The same Faith that wore leather, cursed like a sailor and did everything in her power to make herself unlovable.

Faith felt eyes on her and turned to face Buffy. The shorter slayer grinned sheepishly and faced forward again. Unable to take it anymore Faith sighed heavily and stopped in the middle of the street. She stared at the back of the blonde's head until she stopped too. "Why me?"

Buffy turned slowly and looked at Faith for a few minutes before responding. It was hard to explain when she herself wasn't sure. True they were exact opposites and the least likely pair, still there was something there that Buffy couldn't ignore. Didn't want to ignore.

"I...You...uh... look Faith, I care about you."

"Since when?"

"Since kinda the first day you showed up. I got fuzzies and everything even."

"But I'm not Angel. You love him."

"No, you aren't and yes I did. You aren't a replacement for him if that's what you think."

Faith started walking again with Buffy matching her stride for stride. The brunette had kept her feelings hidden for so long. Trying not to hope that maybe Buffy would want her. It had seemed impossible to her. Now even with Buffy telling her that there was something there she didn't believe. Who could ever love Faith Ryan?

"I could."

Faith jumped a little and faced her sister in arms. She hadn't realized that she had said the last part out loud. Buffy was half amused and half broken hearted. Faith looked at Buffy with a mix of distrust and hope. Falling back on her old reliable friend, she cracked a magnificent smile for the blonde.

"It was the sexy dance we did at the Bronze wasn't it? It gets 'em all the time. Don't try to deny it... I saw you looking at me"

"Yes, Faith I was staring at your boobs the whole time we were dancing. What with the bouncing and the jiggling I couldn't help myself."

"I knew it."

Buffy took one look at Faith's smug face and burst in to laughter. They had reached the front door of the blonde's house. She nearly forgot that her mom was in LA and started for the side of the house to climb the tree. Faith put a hand on her shoulder and nodded in the direction of the door again.

"Oh. Right. Door."

The shorter woman unlocked the door with slightly shaking hands. She hadn't been this nervous around Faith since...well since they were at the library. Still it was worse now that she knew what was going to happen. Buffy had a sudden horrifying thought. She didn't know what she was doing. Or rather she knew the mechanics of it but she didn't have any practical knowledge.

They stepped inside the house silently. Even though no one was home there was still something wrong with disturbing the silence. Buffy locked the door behind them and led Faith upstairs. The dark slayer winced a little when Buffy took her hand but she didn't let go. Both women swallowed hard trying to fight the buzzing feeling of nervousness.

Buffy's room had the usual girly stuff. Frilly things and pastel colors. Faith shrugged off her jacket and tossed it to the side where it landed in the corner. Buffy was taking off her own sweatshirt and didn't notice the other woman staring at her openly. Faith took the three steps to Buffy's side and leaned down. Her lips were lightly brushing the blonde's. "Want you."

The shorter slayer wasted no words on her response. She wrapped her arms tightly around Faith's waist pulling her impossibly close. With a slight smirk she kissed the brunette hard. Every though of not knowing flew out of her ears and instinct took over. The kiss became heated as tongues dueled for dominance. Hands roamed over skin and fabric causing friction and warmth. Breathing heavily Buffy grabbed Faith by the shoulders and pushed her down on the bed. The taller woman grinned widely and leaned back.

"I didn't know you were so butch B."

"Guess that makes you my bitch F."

For a second Faith was taken back by the comment. Just for a second. She snarled softly and yanked the blonde down on the bed with her. Buffy's hands found the hem of Faith's tank top and yanked it up over and off. She wasn't surprised at Faith's lack of bra but the sight of the woman's bare breasts took her breath away nonetheless. The dull throbbing between her legs that had started when they were sparring flared anew.

Faith's breast were nearly perfect. Creamy smooth skin gave way to perfectly hardened nipples. Buffy ducked her head to the woman's chest suckling the nub between her lips. Faith sighed in pleasure her dark hair cascading down her shoulders as she tipped her head back.

It was the most natural thing in the world for Buffy. Her body just fit along side Faith's like it was built specifically for that. They spent that night exploring each other's bodies. Pleasing and being pleased. Things for Faith just clicked that night. It was as if her body's rhythm matched Buffy's perfectly. Two hearts racing to the same beat.

They hadn't spoken words of foreverness to each other. Hadn't exchanged I love yous. Or even so much as said see you in the morning. There wasn't a need to. Buffy knew what Faith was feeling when the brunette fell asleep in her arms. She had only a second to process the fact that Faith stayed before she too fell into oblivion.