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

"Tara who was that dear?" he asked with fatherly concern.

"Just a friend from school. We were talking and lost track of time. I'm sorry I'm so late dad," she said giving her dad a hug.

"It's okay sweetie, I'm not mad. I just wanted to make sure your okay," he said as she rapped his arms around his daughters back.

"Ok."

"So how's school going?" Mr. Maclay asked as he and his daughter made their way into the living room to sit. The living room was like every other living room on the block. Big sitting window, fire place and room for two couches and a plush arm chair. Tara opted for the chair as her father took one of the couches.

"It's going good," Tara answered with a smile. A image of Willow laying down half on the blanket and half on the grass from their date popped into her head. "read good."

"So are you still hanging out with those nice girls Buffy and anya. What's the other one's name? the snobby one?"

"Cordy," Tara replied.

"Yes that's it. Do you girls still hang out?"

"Yep."

"Ah that's nice. So have you made any other new friends this year?" asked Donald Maclay.

"Dad if you wanna know who drove me home you can just ask me," she grinned, knowing her father was trying to find out who was driving the car.

Blushing sheepishly "so I guess you can see right through my plan. So whats his name?"

"Her name is Willow. We have a few classes together. She invited me, along with Buffy and Anya to go to the beech with her and her friends tomorrow. That is if it's okay with you?" asked Tara, hoping her father would say yes.

"Of course you can go, but what about your other friend.... Uh Cordielia?"

"Willow doesn't really like Cordielia."

"Ohh I like her already," said Donald laughing. Quickly becoming serious he asked his daughter a serious question. "do you like her?" Donald Maclay had known since his daughters freshmen year of high school that she liked girls ever since that unforgettable day she brought home her first girlfriend. At first when Tara introduced the young girl as her girlfriend he just thought his daughter was referring to her as a girl who was a friend like most older women do. Like her mother did. But that soon changed when he walked in on them making out.

"Yea I do. But we're just getting to know each other right now," Tara said.

"Oh okay. Well that's good. I'm glad your being very mature about it," he said with a nod. "but I still want to meet her. Even if you do decide to just be friends."

"Okay dad. I'm gonna head up to bed. Goodnight dad," slowly Tara stood up and made her way to her room. After brushing her teeth and getting ready for bed Tara called Buffy.

"Hey Buffy, sorry for calling so late."

"It's okay Tare I just got in anyways. So what's up?"

"Your not doing anything tomorrow are you?" the blonde asked, crossing her fingers in hope the other blonde would say no.

"Not that I'm aware of why what do you have planed?"

"We got invited to the beach tomorrow around eleven."

"Don't you mean you," snickered Buffy. "so what time are we going?"

"Eleven thirthy-ish but you don't have to. If you want to do something with Riley I totally understand," Tara said as she played with a ring on her thumb finger.

"Hey Tara this is what friends are for. I call Anya an tell her to pick us up okay," Buffys smile could be detected over the phone.

"Okay. And thanks Buff."

"No problem Tare," the phone line went dead.

Beach 11:30AM

"... what if she doesn't like me? What if she just wants to be friends? I mean she did invite all of us. Maybe she just wants us to get to know each other?"

"Yeah right," laughed Anya "and people that just wanna be friends wear that," indicated Anya, pointing towards Willow who was standing with her friends laughing.

Willow was wearing a scantly clad black bikini, that was causing Tara to hyperventilate from just looking at her.

"Okay, I bet twenty five bucks that that," Xander indicates Willow swimsuit or lack there of "will be torn off within five minutes of Tara seeing you."

"Your completely daft," said Spike to Xander. "I bet fifty dollars that that swimsuit will be torn off behind that rock," he pointed to a giant bolder a couple yards away. "as soon as Tara sees you."

"Yea I like Spike's bet better," exclaimed Faith who was wearing a red bikini with the word 'hot' labeled on her ass.

"Guys no betting . We're just taking things slow for now. We're getting to know each other," she mimicked the blondes words from the night before.

"Yeah and Tara's gonna get to know your crotch a whole lot better," laughed Xander before Willow punched him in the chest.

"Well guys, lets start the bet," said Faith as she directed all their attention to the three blondes that were walking towards them.

"Remember Will, no touching your just friends," Xander whispered to Willow as he saw the expression that washed over her face when she saw Tara in her dark blue one piece swimsuit.

"Ya touching," she said not paying attention to Xander.

"Hey guys!" said Buffy as she made her way to the group of friends.

"Hey," came the replies.

"Where'd you park your car?" asked Xander, fixing his swim trunks as he stood up.

"Near the snack shack said Anya," pointing to a little food stand a few yards away.

"Yeah you might want to move that closer if your staying for the bonfire?" said Xander as he walked over to Anya. "I could uhh ... escort you to your car to make sure you get there alright," said the male with a cocky grin.

"Do you mean?" Anya asked in a giddy voice as she bounced lightly up an down.

"Oh yea," he said as he grabbed her hand an dragged her to her car.

"Aannnd they're off," snickered Faith standing up, brushing the sand of her legs an bottom.

"Hey I was just on my way to go get drinks, you wanna come with me?" Willow asked Tara.

"Sure," they both headed of to the refreshment stand leaving Faith, Spike, and Buffy behind.

"Well I'm gonna go find some hot guys. Later," said Faith as she made her way down the beach.

"So blondie hav ..."

"The names Buffy," Buffy retorted not liking being called blondie.

"Alright. So Buffy, have you ever surfed before?" questioned Spike as he rubbed sex wax on his surfboard.

"No, but I always wanted to," she replied.

"Well today's your lucky day. Come on, I'm gonna show you," Spike stood up with his board before extending his hand out to Buffy. "Grab Will's board there an let's go."

"So do you and your friends come here a lot?" asked Tara as she stood in line besides Willow.

"Pretty much every Saturday. We come here to surf then make a bonfire at night," Willow said as she took a step forward in the line. "which reminds me you guys should definitely stay for the bonfire."

"Umm well that depends," Tara said with a cheeky smile. "will I be sitting next to a feisty little redhead."

"Well would that feisty little redhead be me?" asked Willow taking a step closer to Tara.

Tara unable to say anything with Willow so close to her shook her head yes. Just before they were about to kiss the man standing behind the refreshment counter asked them what they wanted. Pulling away from Tara with a sheepish grin Willow turned to the teen with spiky bright red hair.

"Can I have two waters, a Doctor Pepper, a Rootbeer," turning to Tara "what do you want?"

"Um a water please."

"K," she smiled. "make that three waters and I need two Sprites and two Cokes."

"Wow, good thing I came with you. Other wise you would have never been able to carry all of this back," Tara laughed.

"Okay your total comes to sixteen fifty," said the punky teen.

"Willow handed the man a twenty and started grabbing her drinks,"

"Woe, and where did you hide that?" said Tara in amusement not remembering Willow holding money in her hands.

Wiggling her eyebrows, Willow smirked at the blonde "wouldn't you like to know."

"Here you go ma'am. Your change is three fifty."

When they got back to the patch of sand that was covered with towels that they marked as their spot, Willow and Tara sat down and started talking about anything that came to mind. Around two o'clock Xander made his way back to the beach.

"O' wow who caught the lobster?" Xander joked when he saw how red his friend was. Around the same time Xander made his joke, Spike and Buffy walked up to the small group.

"See this is why we call you red."

"Oh gosh you guys are so funny," Willow said sarcastically.

"Well who's hungry?" asked Xander as he placed a few boxes of pizza in front of the group. Everybody raised their hands. "Good cause it took me forever to convince Anya not to get anchovies." As soon as that was said Anya made her way to the group with a stack of paper plates and napkins in her hands.

"Thanks for that," said Buffy as she pulled a slice of plain pizza out of the box. "we always have to talk her out of getting anchovies."

"No problem," Xander mumbled through a mouth full of pepperoni.

"But I love anchovies," pouted Anya.

"I know you do snook'ems," Xander said, wiggling his nose against the blondes.

"Oh bloody hell. Somebody change the soddin' subject and fast,"

"O' my god Tara, did you see me out there!" Buffy asked excitedly only taking a break from her rapid speak to take a long drink from her hot coke. "I rode a surf board! Well kinda, Spike was helping me. He's really good." Spike proudly puffed out his well chiseled chest.

"Oh god Buffy don't encourage him," said Willow with a role of her eyes.

"Well we're gonna go back out there. Call us when you get ready to do the bon fire. Bye guys." Quickly Buffy ran back into the water. Spike nodded his head at the crowd before following Buffy into the water.

"Wow Willow you really are red," said Tara in amazement.

"Well would you mind rubbing some sun tan lotion on me please," Willow said cryptically.

"Sure." she said, moving their plates to the side.

When Willow rolled over onto her stomach Tara swiftly straddled Willow's lower back and started rubbing lotion onto her shoulders. Willow was trying hard not to moan but the feeling of Tara straddling her back and rubbing lotion on her shoulders was driving her crazy. Swiftly Willow turned over now with Tara straddling her stomach.

"Hey," Willow said in a sexy voice. "do you come here often?" Tara laughed lightly, continuing to rub lotion on Willow's skin. Lifting her hand Willow pushed a strand of blonde hair that fell in front of Tara's face behind her ear. Slowly she cupped the back of Tara's head and gently brought it down to her lips. Just as they both think their going to share their first kiss a half empty water bottle hits Willow in the side of the face.

"Willow!" shouted someone.

"What!" Willow shot straight up, almost knocking Tara over. "sorry" she mouthed to the blonde as they untangled themselves from each others grip.

"Stop groping each other! We're trying to eat here," laughed Xander as he lightly chucked a crushed soda can at his friend.

"Ahh fuck you Xander, nobody complains when you stick your camel tongue down your flunkies through... no offense," she directed the last part to Anya.

"Hey at least we have enough decency to go to the car," protested Xander in outrage.

"That's not decency, that's just you liking the feel of leather on your bare ass," Willow disputed back.

"Oh an you don't?" objected the male.

"I never said I didn't, but when I do wanna feel leather.... I wouldn't settle for a car." She let loose with a wicked smile.

"We didn't settle, Xander's just having a hard time finding leather pants that fit," Anya added in.

"Anya!" Xander screeched.

"And with that said" smirked the redhead as she gave Tara's hand a squeeze. "we're going to go find wood for the fire." the pair got up and walked away from the flabbergasted male.

"Is this good?" Tara shouted to Willow, she held up a dried chunk of kindling so the redhead a few yards away could see.

"Yep," Willow shouted back in a bored tone, not looking up. 'God she can not get any more fucking dull!' she rolled her eyes. She forced a ersatz smile across her face as she crossed the beach to stand next to Tara. 'Alright Willow turn up the charm'

"So um... I wanted to apolagize for before. You know with the whole uhh...turning and almost kissing thing." Willow said, fumbling over her words. She sat down in the sand an patted the spot next to her.

Tara dropped her armload of timber, and sat down facing the oceans calming tide. "It's alright," she said in a soft whisper. " I just wished we didn't get interrupted," said added with a demure smile.

"O' is that right," said Willow getting on her hands and knees, crawling over to Tara.

Tara gulped when she saw Willow crawl to her. The blonde desperately tried not to look down Willow's top but found it rather hard.

"So Miss. Maclay would you like to try this again?"

"Yeah," Tara squeaked out.

"Good," Willow crawled onto Tara's lap. "Red looks good on you," she said in a husky voice as she rapped her arms around the blondes neck, locking them at the wrists.Tara gently placed her hands on the redheads back, lightly stroking the creamy skin. Lowering her head, Willow delicately kissed the blondes neck then jawbone. As she was about to kiss the blondes luxuriously plump lips a very familiar female voice was heard from a relatively close distance, "Hey you hound dogs, save it for the bedroom!"

Willow flopped over on the sand, smacking her head on the ground while muttering, "Jesus Christ in hair curlers. It's never gonna make it to the bedroom cause fate likes to screw with me and not in a good way."

Tara catching some of what Willow said leaned over and kissed her on the ear.

"Faith, what do you want?" Willow asked as she jumped up from the sand.

"I wanted to see how the bonfire was coming along," said Faith.

"How does it look like its coming along?" gnashed Willow.

"Obviously very good," laughed the brunette as she looked over Willow's shoulder to spot the blonde who was still siting on the ground. "well I'll just be taking these,' said Faith as she brushed past Willow to pick up the fire wood, "and I'll be leaving you two crazy kids alone."

"Thanks Faith," Willow said with a fake smile.

"Oh and Will.."

"Yeah?"

"Kennedy was looking for you, so I told here you would meet her tomorrow around noon," Faith said as she walked backwards towards the groups towels and beach chairs.

"What! Why?" Questioned a distressed redhead.

"I don't know, I didn't ask her. That chick isn't playing with a full deck and I know you know what I mean," she laughed, a devilish twinkle could be detected in her eye.