Author: Coopster5000
Rating: R for language and sexual themes
Disclaimer: NOTHING LIKE EITHER SHOWS!

"Hey Willow right," asked Tara walking up behind the redhead as she searching for something in her locker. Lifting her head up and looking at the blue eyed beauty in front of her.

"Ya?" she asked closing her locker.

"Umm I'm Tara."

"I know," Willow said flatly.

"O yeah um well I just wanted to say sorry again for before. Riley can be a real jerk."

"Hey it's no problem, I've been going through this since freshmen year."

"Well I'm sorry he's been an ass to you for four years."

"Well what can you do, friends come and go."

Giving Willow a weird look at what she said, Tara was about to ask her about it but didn't get the chance as Willow asked her something first.

"So what you doing tonight?"

"Ohmm going home. Homework. Study. You know school stuff why?"

Well ... my band an I are playing tonight at the Bronze. I was wondering if you were going."

"I don't know. It really depends on what Buffy's doing. She's usually the one dragging me out to that place." Tara said with a small shrug of her shoulders.

"Oh well. Okay. I'll be looking for you tonight just in case you do show." With that Willow gave Tara a wink and walked away.

'O' yeah ... I'm smooth!'

"Alright ... I know I asked you this this morning and you said no but I'm gonna ask you again," said Buffy plopping onto the blondes bed. "do you wanna go to the Bronze with me and Anya?"

"Yeah!" Tara said a little to over excited.

"Wow. What's with all the 'yeahness.' you were all NO this morning."

A deep blush started to cover the blondes face which did not go unnoticed by Buffy.

"Oh my god! Tara are you blushing? Anya! Anya! Anya!" Buffy yelled for the bleach blonde who was downstairs. Once the blonde arrived Buffy told her what happened and the interrogation began.

"Yo she asked you out," said Buffy practically jumping up and down, " o' my god what did you say?"

"She didn't really ask me out," said Tara, biting her bottom lip. "and I said it depends if your going or not tonight."

"Ohh hell yea we're going tonight," said Buffy pulling Tara off the bed and leading her to her own closet.

"Why are you so excited," asked Tara.

"Because little Miss. Thing here has a sour spot for Spikey-Wikey," teased Anya.

"Yes! And please don't tell Riley," said Buffy a little nervous. "I mean... I'm suppose to hate him cause Riley hates him but I cant. He's just.... He's so..."

"Dreamy," Anya fluttered her eyelashes and clasped her hands as if she was swooning.

"Shut up Anya!" Buffy yelled, throwing a pillow at her head.

"Come on guys stop fighting," said Tara, stepping in-between the bickering friends. "we promise we wont say anything. Isn't that right Anya!"

"Yeah, yeah," grumbled the bleach blonde as she fixed her hair.

"Good now that that is all settled, lets go get you all dolled up for your date," grinned Buffy, grabbing Tara by the hand.

"It's not a date" protested the blonde.

"O sweetie, Willow Rosenberg asked you out. It is a date" Anya said to Tara as if she was a complete imbecile.

"Why? she doesn't ask that many people out?" question Tara, halting Buffy from dragging her any further.

Anya and Buffy just give each other a quick glance.

"She only asks out people she really likes." said Buffy starting to pull the blonde again to the closet.

"Alright then." agreed Tara.

"Now, lets go make ourselves look hot," said Anya as she followed Tara and Buffy into the walk in closet.

"You asked her out?" Shouted Faith. "What happened to your no relationship policy? And why bring her here? She's only gonna bring her friends and there're complete assholes."

Choosing to skip the relationship question Willow went for the other ones. "Well I didn't really ask her out. I just asked if she was gonna be here," proclaimed the redhead as she walked back and forth on the stage, setting up the equipment for the gig. Stopping and turning to stair at Faith. "Why? I'm not allowed to think she's hot. Spike thinks Buffy's hot."

"Yo don't drag me into this luv," shouted Spike from back stage.

Walking on stage with his Bass in hand, Xander announces, "yo guys we gotta start the show."

Taking her place behind the drum set "Dude I was just asking. I mean what happened to the plan?"

"I'm still doing the plan but a bit differently." she smirked.

"You buggers ready," Spike asked as he took his position on stage.

SPIKE
The sun no longer shines on your side
Remember this cold
When the fog won't lift in your town
And you turn old
I heard you killed your only friend last year
You're such a disease
You can buy your other friends

WILLOW/SPIKE
But you can't buy me

SPIKE
Disarm, can you hear the British ambulance
Breaking down, trick, bomb still goes
Tick tick time on by, watching me explode

When did I create you?
Did you ever destroy me?
Can this be settled with questions?

As the song progressed Willow found herself staring at the entrance to the Bronze. Waiting to catch a glimpse of the blonde cheerleader.

WILLOW/XANDER
I can't think of anything.

SPIKE
I'm just a little boy with an untrained voice
But I have cannons for arms
I play the guitar and songs
With hidden missiles and bombs

Disarm, can you hear the British ambulance
Breaking down, trick, bomb still goes
Tick tick time on by, watching me ex...

As the song was ending and the band was getting ready to launch into a new song a flash of yellow caught the redheads attention. Sitting in a booth near the left hand pillar, Willow noticed Tara, Buffy, and Anya. Three of SunnyDale High's elite Varsity cheerleaders.

SPIKE
Another day wasted out of time
I can't get out of this
Altered state of mind
I'm going overboard
My conscience meets decline
Into Reality
I know this can't be fine

As Spike started singing, a circle appeared on the dance floor. A group of teenagers decked out in black and studded belts started moshing.

WILLOW/XANDER
Cause I'm all messed up
Making prefect nonsense
Drowning in my doubt too well
Cause I'm all messed up
Going nowhere fast but circles in my mind
So blind

SPIKE
Who are these voices in my head

WILLOW
I can't go on like this

SPIKE
Living like the dead

XANDER
I haven't slept so long

SPIKE
Feeling sad I dread

WILLOW
I'm talking to myself

SPIKE
Forgot what I just said

SPIKE
Well I hold my only enemy as closely as a friend
And I sold my own reality to further my descent

Self-destruction taking over it's so easy to pretend
Introduction to this nightmare they not seems may never end

SPIKE
Can anyone help me drag my heels

XANDER
I'm running overtime

SPIKE
I can't hold down my meals

WILLOW
My mind is racing by

SPIKE
Staring blankly feels

WILLOW
Like pulling out my teeth

SPIKE
While this engine winds

After the gig was over the band members went off in their own directions in the club.

"Hey," said Willow, sliding into the booth next to Tara. "when did you get here?" she asked trying to play it cool.

"Hey," Tara replied warmly. "oh just about an hour ago."

"Cool, cool," Willow replied as she relaxed into the seat cushions. "so the guys and I are going to go grab something to eat, you wanna join?"

"I'd loved to but I can't leave Buffy and Anya," said Tara, trying to play it suave.

"Well I got this great idea. I mean it's so good your gonna bow down to my brilliantness," the redhead kidded. "Why don't they just come too? You know the more the merrier." she gave Tara a wide toothy grin. "Plus, I don't think the guys would really mind it much."

Turning their gazes to the dance floor where the tempo has settled down considerably since the punk rock band stepped off stage. In the middle of the dance floor the two girls see Anya and Xander grinding against each other while Buffy and Spike stand talking near the left hand side of the stage.

"So you wanna come?" she asked again.

At the restaurant the group grabbed a table in the far back and sat next to the person they were thinking of or tried to at least. In the corners of the booths both Willow and Spike sat with Tara and Buffy at their sides. Next to Tara sat Xander and across from him next to Buffy sat Anya.

"You guys were great tonight," Buffy said starting the conversation.

"Thanks love, we try," said Spike, putting his arm behind Buffy.

"So Spike are you the only one that sings?" inquired Tara.

"No, Red sings too," answered the bleach blonde male.

"How come I've never heard you sing before?" asked Tara, turning her head to look at Willow.

"Why, you want me to sing."

"I was just wondering. I've seen your set two or three times and each time Spike's singing," the blonde pointed to the aforementioned male.

"Well I haven't really been in the mood to sing lately. Usually I just right the songs and Spike sings them."

"Plus Ted kinda likes Spike more then Willow," snickered Xander.

"Who's Ted?" asked Anya.

"Manager of the Bronze," moaned Willow as she rolled her eyes.

"Oh yea so why is this," asked Buffy becoming amused.

"She slept with his daughter," said Spike leaning on the table.

After Spike said that Willow turned her head to look at Tara. She was worried that Tara might be mad and that what information Spike just reveal might have ruined any chances she had at having Tara fall for her.

"So Willow, what happened to his daughter you slept with," asked Tara a bit curious.

"She's on her way to this table."

"So who do you think it's gonna be? With my tally it could be anyone right? Yeah well I just wished it wasn't this someone. I mean out of all the girls I fucked I had to fuck her! Big no no! Well I guess your gonna find out sooner or later so i might as well tell you know. Here goes ...."

Tara, Buffy, and Anya all turn their heads to see the mystery girl Willow slept with. Upon seeing the women all three sets of jaws dropped. Not being able to help themselves due to the hectic chaos going on in their brains all three cheerleaders sputtered out the female's name at once.

"Miss. Calendar!"

"Ha-ha. Nahh I'm just fucking with you. This is how it really happened..."

Tara, Buffy, and Anya all turn their heads to see the mystery women Willow slept with. Upon seeing the girl all three sets of jaws dropped. That said girl grabbed a chair and placed it next to Xander before sitting down.

"Faith Lehan. Ted Lehan's daughter. Willow's ex," said Spike pointing to Faith.

"Yeah how do you think we get all our gigs,' chuckled Xander.

"Oh please it was more like a one night stand," said Faith with a role of her eyes.

"Thank you," shouted Willow tossing her hands up into the air.

After that the whole group started talking and laughing as if they were all old friends.

"You okay?" whispered Willow into Tara's ear.

"Yeah I'm having a lot of fun."

"Good," said the redhead before asking Tara her next question. "I'm gonna step outside for some air you wanna come with."

"Sure," she smiled.

Outside the door Willow and Tara sat on the top steps of the stairs leading to the restaurant. Looking over at Tara, Willow realized she was shaking from the cold.

"Hey your shivering," said Willow while sliding her leather jacket off and placing it on Tara's shoulders. "here, that's better."

"Thanks," said Tara. "it got cold out."

"Yep no problem. So um how you doing."

"I'm alright. Your friends are really nice," said the blonde as she hugged the jacket tighter to her body. "They're... they're nothing like what Cordellia said."

Instantly a frown appeared on Willow's face and her eyebrows knitted together. "Cordelia's a bitch," she spatted out.

"I'm sorry Willow. I didn't mean to make you mad," said Tara. She dropped her head to let her long hair cover her face.

"It's alright. it's not your fault," soothed Willow as she cupped Tara's chin and rubbed her cheek with her thumb.

A few minutes past as the two sat on the steps in the same position before Willow finally broke the silence.

"Hey Tara?"

"Yea?"

"I was wondering if maybe... um if you would like... I don't know, maybe you would want to go on a date with me?" she gave a shy half grin for emphasis.

"Wow do I have the pathetic please go on a date with me line down pat."

"I'd love to go on a date with you," smiled Tara.

"Oh! Really! Great how about seven. I'll pick you up at you house?" Willow asked as she rocked back and forth on the heels of her feet.

"Okay, sounds great," Tara beamed back.

For a while they both just stood there smiling at each other before Tara broke the silence.

"Uhmm, I think we should head back inside," she said pointing to the door.

"O yeah," Willow said, smiling stupidly. "oh wait I don't know where you live."

"Right yeah that might help," Tara playfully slapped her head. "I live on 137 Walker Avenue."

"Ok, thanks." she typed the number into her phone then opened the restaurant door for the blonde. "Here you go I'll be in in a moment I just have to make a quick call."

"All right see you inside," said the blonde before disappearing.

"What a loser," mumbled Willow as she fished out her pack of smokes from her front pocket and quickly lit one. Flipping the lid of her cell phone open she scrolled down to Spike's name an texted him a short message.

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