Making Friends
by Slayer Tash
Rating: PG

Dislcaimer: I don't own them just like to play with them...

"It was like a tornado when she sneezed" I said.

Faith who had just had a mouthful of fruit loops has milk squirt out her nose.

"EW!" I laugh.

She swallows her mouthful "Ew! Don't say shit like that while I am tryin to eat."

"I'd never be able to talk to you then" I answer still laughing.

"Laugh it up chuckles." She grabs a few napkins and wipes the counter then her face.

"It wasn't even that funny" I say.

"I know I just wondered what it was like when she peed."

If I had a mouthful of fruit loops they would have been over the counter. I bang the counter as I laugh…then I kinda realise she is talking about a river of my sister's pee.

I stop laughing abruptly.

"What?" She says through a laugh.

"Dawn's pee…so not funny."

"It kinda is…just be thankful I didn't mention the other bodily func-"

I cover my ears and say No over and over so I don't have to hear her finish the sentence. I keep my eyes open though and watch her face. She is wearing this silly little grin and I just know from the glint in her eye that as soon as I take my hands off my ears she is gonna say something completely gross.

The last couple of days have been great fun. We have really been able to get along and hang out. I am finding out lots of stuff about her and she isn't acting like I am pulling her teeth, it has all felt really natural, like we have been friends all along.

She turns her attention back to her fruit lips so I stop with the constant No's and take my hands off my ears. She takes a giant mouthful of cereal so I figure all is safe.

I pick up my coffee and take a gulp or two.

"Giant poo."

Coffee goes everywhere. Out of my mouth, my nose and I think some even shot out my ears!

"FAITH ANNABELLE LEHANE!"

I have coffee all over me…I can even feel it dribbling off my chin… stop it with the dirty images right now.

She is doubled over laughing, fruit loops forgotten…by her anyway. I pick the bowl up and make my way over to her. As she stands up she has a bowl of fruit loops dumped on her head.

"Oh you so did not! You so did not!" She calls after my retreating form.

And we are off and racing folks. I bolt upstairs and make a beeline for my bedroom. Once inside I flick the lock and run to the other side of the bed.

"You are dead Summers" I hear her call out then the door swings open.

I look at the form in the doorway in shock.

"The lock is broken."

"That is so not fair!"

"And a waste of perfectly good fruit loops is?" She makes a lunge for me but I jump over the bed and out the door in one graceful move… her bathroom will have a lock.

I run in to that and lock the door and test it. Yup locked nice and good.

I lean against it and catch my breath.

"Bedroom entrance B." Comes from behind me after maybe 30 seconds.

I spin around and get a blast of water right in the face…ice cold water.

I squeal out and use my hands to block the spray.

"Faith stop!" I gasp.

"Slayer senses my ass." She says with a shake of her head as she hangs the hose back up in the shower.

"That was cold" I hug myself.

"And the cereal was a delightful treat?" She goes over to the mirror and looks at her hair. She has large clumps of it starting to stick together "You fucked my hair up B!"

"It will wash out" I go to walk over to her but slip in the water that has pooled around me. I land on the marble floor with a nice loud thud.

Excellent, there goes the oxygen out of the lungs and guessing from how my head hit the floor probably some blood as well…but from my head not my lungs.

"B….B…You okay?"

There is a Faith shaped blob standing over me.

"Seriously B, how many fingers am I holding up?"

"78?" I slur.

I hear her chuckle softly before I decide now is a really good time for a nap.

I feel like I have been on a week long drinking binge when I open my eyes.

"Hey."

I focus my eyes and see Faith sitting on the side of my bed "Hi."

"So…sorry about the knocking you out."

"I haven't been drinking?" I ask…Buffy is going to play a little game.

"Nope."

"Did we fight?"

"Nope."

"When…who's room is this?" I look around pretending to be confused.

"Spare room."

"We don't have any spare rooms…wait when did you get here?"

"I live here."

"You moved to Scotland, how long was I out of it? What did you do to me Faith?" I sit up but that was a bad idea cause I feel kinda sick now.

"We are in Cleveland at my house. You slipped in the bathroom and I swear I did nothin."

"Cleveland…I think I am gonna be sick."

She holds up a bucket and I use it.

"Cleveland ain't that bad." She says when I finish.

"Your hair" I notice that the milk has now dried. I reached out and touched it "Did you get hurt as well."

"Nah just my pride." She grins.

"Giant poo" I laugh and shake my head…ooohh not a good idea. I use the bucket again.

"You are evil B...really evil." She figures out I was joking about the not knowing.

"Who is the one vomiting?"

"Who is the one pretending to have memory loss?"

"You do make a good point."

"I know but seriously are you okay?"

"Yeah, must have knocked it hard."

"I thought you had cracked the marble it was that loud."

"Did I?"

"Almost."

It is quiet for maybe a minute.

"You stayed with me" I said.

"Head wound."

"Did I need stitches?"

"Yeah, I did a nice little patch up job." She puts the bucket down.

"You should have a shower, that milk is gonna start to stink soon."

"Will you be okay?"

"Yeah…might lie down for a bit longer though."

"Now if you pass out let me know." She smiles.

"Yeah I will be sure to let you know if I wake up in a coma."

A sad look passes across her face.

"Sorry…I didn't mean it like that. Cordy said it once."

"It's okay B. I know ya didn't." She gets up off the bed "Please call me though if you need anything."

"I will. Thank you."

*****

Later that day I am pretty much recovered and Faith has gone out to a meeting with the Cleveland crew. I decided to call Willow.

"Hello."

"Hey Will" I say.

"Buffy Hi. How are you?"

"Really good. What about you."

"Fine, give me details."

"It is going really well. We are getting on like a house on fire."

"Wow, no hint of sarcasm with that."

"Nope, none at all. We have been having a great time."

I fill her in on the morning's events and she has a bit of a chuckle.

"Okay so gooey friends stuff aside how are you progressing on the other side of things?"

"Haven't approached the whole liking Faith in a more than friends way yet. I don't want to mess up what we have going right now."

"How long are you going to wait?"

"As long as it takes Will."

"Is Giles okay with that?"

I shrug even though she can't see it "Don't care. I care about this right now."

"Giles won't be happy."

"I have done everything Giles has wanted me to do for the last however many years right now I need to do something for myself and that thing is being with Faith and if he doesn't like it or understand it then it is his problem" I say defensively.

"You don't have to get defensive with me Buffy, I am just saying."

"Well stop saying then Will whether it be on his behalf or not. I am doing it my way and in my time. He has plenty of other slayers he can send in to the fray if need be."

"I know…I just…what if it doesn't work out?"

"You were the cheerleader for it working out a few days ago! You were the one who gave me the nudge to come over here and get the ball rolling now you are all doubt girl on me."

"Just be careful how you approach it. You don't want to do the whole friend thing then drop the I like you in a girl on girl way bombshell and send it all to shit."

"I know…I don't want the friendship train to derail either but the longer I spend with her the more I fall for her and the more I fall for her the less scared I become."

"That is a good thing Buff."

"Yeah if she does in fact feel the same way" I sigh. Man a talk with your best friend isn't supposed to make you depressed "To love someone and not have them love you back…I'd be Spike! I'd be all pathetic and whiny…and taking the smallest kind gesture and turning it in to some weird she loves me kind of fantasy…I don't wanna be Spike Willow!"

"Sweetie nobody wants that! Nobody wants the normal Spike let alone another pathetic version of him."

"You know you suck right?"

"Yep, it's why I pull all the hot chicks."

I laugh softly "Hopefully not all of them."

"Look my gaydar is pretty spot on…sure it was on the fritz with you but she pings it, she pings, zings and rings it."

I smile "Pretty spot on? I need more assurances that pretty spot on."

"The second Kennedy walked in your door…I think I will leave it at that cause they are visuals you don't want at all."

"No, hearing it for the last 4 years is enough food for thought."

It is all quiet at the other end.

"Will?"

"I'm still here."

"What's wrong?"

"What are you going to do if you two fall madly in love with each other?"

"Uh…you want details?" I ask totally confused.

"Not like that perve I mean what will you do? You gonna commute between here and Cleveland?"

"I have no idea. I think I should wait and see if the object of my desire feels the same way before I make life altering plans."

"I can't see her moving here."

"That's okay because I don't see myself living in a drafty castle for the rest of my life either."

"Can you see yourself living there with her?"

I smile "Yeah I can Will."

"Wow my best friend is in love."

"I guess she is."

"I don't want to cut this short after such a revelation but if we don't want Giles to freak out about one of his best slayers relocating we better not hit him with a large international phone bill."

"True. I will speak to you soon though?"

"Yeah and in the mean time we can always text message or even try that new fandangled invention called the internet."

"Internet you say?"

"Ask Faith we often IM each other."

"Uhhh…do I want to know that that is? Will I get jealous?"

"Instant Message and no reason to be jealous."

"Maybe a little bit cause you got to learn stuff about her before I did."

"You are changing it now though Buff."

"Yeah I am. I guess I should really go this time huh?"

"Yep we will talk soon I promise."

"Bye Will."

"Seeya Buffy."

I close my phone with a sigh and flop back on the couch…not too hard though stitches are still a little sensitive.

"So I am in love with Faith" I say out loud "I am in love with Faith…oh my god I am so in love with her" I smile I am in love with Faith and it feels fantastic.

...continued in Making Love...