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28 January 2008 @ 09:59 am
Buffyverse - "Let Your Demon Be Your Guide" - Femslash Minis (Fred/Willow)  
Title: Let Your Demon Be Your Guide
Author: walkwithheros
Fandom
: Buffyverse
Pairing: Fred/Willow
Rated: PG13
Disclaimer: Joss wins.
Word Count: 1556

Notes: Written in the Fred round at  
[info]femslash_minis for [info]mireille719, who requested Fred/Willow with physics, a blue sharpie marker and hope. 
X-posted to:  
[info]kinda_gay  [info]buffyrareslash
 
  
 


Fred knew that she - at least - hadn’t planned it this way, but as she made her way up the staircase with a smile, she had an increasingly firm suspicion that that the recent, hopeful twinkle in Lorne’s eye was not completely coincidental.
 
They’d gone on a trip down to Sunnydale together less than a week ago, Lorne and her, because Buffy had called in a personal favor to Angel. She asked if she could borrow his empathic friend for a day or so, because there was a good thirty girls camping out in various parts of the house, some of whom didn’t even speak English, and Buffy needed to make sure they were all who they said they were. She needed to know that they weren’t some variety of minion in disguise, which apparently was a concern regarding Sunnydale’s current big bad.
 
So Lorne, being the charmer that he was, didn’t have to work very hard to coax Fred into tagging along, because she loved his company. There was nothing in this world quite like Lorne’s live road tunes, not necessarily because she knew or even liked the songs, but because he was singing them and singing them well.
 
That, and she fancied that there was a good chance she’d rather like to get out of L.A. - to Sunnydale - for a day at least.
 
Which of course, had nothing to do with a certain, magical red-head who had saved the day with a re-ensoulment spell last time they had met, the same red-head who slept politely on the floor with the potentials to let Fred and Lorne, very platonically, share her big, comfy bed the night of their stay. 

Fred heavily suspected that the chivalrous act was in part because Willow felt guilty that one of the foreign potentials had tried to impale Lorne on a chair leg due to a linguistic misstep.
That, and because some girl with dark hair, big eyes, and an even bigger mouth had gotten on Fred’s case, in an obscure, confusing way, about being invasive.
 
It wasn’t until later that Spike - who’s presence confused Fred all together, because last time she checked he was the big bad – explained with a chuckle and a shake of the head that Kennedy was “Red’s girl,” until a few weeks ago, when Spike guessed the witch had decided she’d rather have a girl who had “somethin’ goin on upstairs.”
 
Which, of course, didn’t make a bit of difference to Fred. She didn’t care who Willow was or wasn’t dating, because it wasn’t relevant to their relationship, their friendship.  
 
But by the time she and Lorne left, concluding that all of the girls were fair enough - though there was nothing fair about most of their singing voices - Lorne had seen more than enough of Willow and Fred in the same room to notice them doing to two-step around one another, all shy eyes and talking too fast and comparing favorite physics journals and old Latin texts.
 
Because there was real potential there. For friendship.
 
But what Fred suspected had really gotten her in this situation was that she had caught herself humming on the drive home. Humming, while thinking about things involving a certain red-head that would have never flown in Texas; things that she had long pushed to the back of her mind, because it was only a passing fancy, and didn’t mean anything.
 
But she had a feeling that that was not how Lorne saw it, because Lorne did see it. Lorne had always seen, because Fred was the kind of girl who hummed when she was thinking, especially about things that good girls from Texas shouldn’t be.
 
It was first with Cordelia. It was on the first night that Cordy, sweet and protective and painfully beautiful, had taken Fred out to sing at Caritas, that she had seen Lorne with those knowing eyes.
 
He had tried to bring it up once or twice, back then, but she knew it was only a passing fancy, the kind of thing that all girls thought once in awhile, because minds were drawn to that sort of thing and it didn’t actually mean anything. But Fred's inherent resolve aside, Lorne also knew from early on that Cordelia was meant for Angel. So, he didn’t press.
 
Then there was Gunn, and that was good. It was good, for a time. But sometimes good things come to an end, and somewhere along the line that was just what had happened.

And now Lorne was back with those knowing eyes, because Fred had hummed on the car-ride home.
 
So between the way Willow had been smiling at her and the way Lorne’s eyes had been twinkling, Fred supposed that she really shouldn’t have been all that surprised when she walked into her favorite public, weekly physics lecture at uptown L.A.’s local university, only to find Willow’s slender frame perched on a seat in the center of the second-to-last row, smiling down at her through a frame of delicately curled hair, and gesturing warmly to the seat beside her.
 
Fred’s math background had taught her to put two and two together, and she knew right away that this had something to do with Lorne’s knowing, mischievous eyes.
 
But of course she couldn’t be angry, hesitant or even awkward, because it was Willow. Willow brought out the smiling, giggling geek in Fred, and the geek in Fred and the geek in Willow got along fantastically, even if Lorne was trying to set them up - which, she thought walking up the stairs, was silly, because Fred wasn’t gay.
 
But what she thought walking up the stairs aside, she learned a lot from this week's lecture.

When her blue sharpie dried-out half way through an interesting slide, she learned that the witch understood the value of color-coded notes, and had come prepared with a pencil-case containing every color of the rainbow, including blue, which she promptly nudged into Fred’s hand in place of her own, deceased sharpie.
 
Fred also learned that the red-head smelled like sandalwood, but sweeter. She found that as they sat, arms brushing on an arm-rest that was too small for the two of them and legs pushed together because the lecture-hall was packed, that she liked the smell of sandalwood. Sandalwood, and sharpie.
 
And as they walked out of the lecture hall side by side, Fred learned that Willow’s lips twitched up in a smile when she talked physics, and that sometimes Fred’s own lips caught in a smile, one which she couldn’t suppress, because she was already busy suppressing the tumbly feeling she got in her stomach as silly things happened. Silly things, like Willow drinking from a bottle that left water droplets to collect on the corner of perfectly arched lips, and a pink tongue slipping out to catch them.

Then she learned that the chill winter air biting at their faces, as they crossed the threshold out on the curb, made Fred want to reach for Willow. Nudging her glasses up farther on the bridge of her nose to dial, she reached for her phone instead.
 
Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Ring, ri-
 
“Angel Investigations,” Fred thought she could hear the clink of ice-cubes in a glass, a glass that was almost certainly containing a Seabreeze, “You got it, we stake it. Or impale it. Or, frequently behead it-“
 
“Lorne, it’s me.”

”Oh hey there Sweettart,” the voice on the other line cheered audibly, “ready to boogie?”
 
“If by boogie,” she smiled in spite of herself, “You mean get picked up, then yes.” 

“Can do, just let me find where the Dark Knight stashed his car-keys.”
 
“Angel’s letting you drive the convertible?”
 
“Doesn’t have much of a choice, he’s out with Gunn and Wes killing something. I’ll be there in a few Cupcake.”
 
Fred just smiled into the phone, “So, I’ll just say hi to Willow for you then, wise guy.”
 
There was nothing but a laugh on the other line, followed by a click.
 
Oh yeah, he was in major trouble alright. And as long as he didn’t laugh, or call her kitten, or have a smile in his eye, she might even manage to frown at him.
 
Willow was fidgeting with something, twisting around to reach for the bus-schedule in her back pocket, and exposing several inches of pale, smooth-looking lower stomach.
 
Well, maybe just a little frown.
 
Because Fred later learned - as a series of motions, which started out innocently enough, unfolded with Fred brushing away a stray eyelash from the witch’s cheek, which put their faces dangerously close together, and advanced into Fred’s heart beating wildly in her chest, their lips moving against one another with an increasing ferocity that contrasted the softness of the other woman's lips – that sometimes, Empath demons just might know what they’re talking about.
 
Which led her to conclude that this time - as Willow's lips trailed kisses down the length of Fred’s stomach and the witch’s hands worked the kind of slow motions elsewhere that made Fred’s hips buck and her hands grasp desperately at her bed sheets - Lorne definitely knew what he was talking about.  




 
 
 
The Mezzaninedeird1 on January 29th, 2008 08:18 am (UTC)
Ooh, I just found this! It's awesome!

I loved Fred's descriptions of the Potentials, and of Willow. And you've done a good job of capturing Lorne's voice.

Actually, it's interesting, because chronologically it's jumping all over the place, but it never feels like anything is in the wrong order. The whole thing flows very naturally from start to finish.

Very well done.
writing 'bout big damn heroes: willow firedreamincolor on January 29th, 2008 11:45 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :D

I had a bit of trouble making it flow properly, and I ended up chopping out a good bit of dialogue because it just didn't fit. Glad to know it worked!
Kitkgola on January 31st, 2008 07:08 am (UTC)
I think part of why it wound up working is because Fred is the type of character who WOULD be all over the place - so the disjointed nature winds up being in character and not confusing.

Really awesome, though I wanted to see a bit more Willow and Fred, I loved the whole premise, especially Lorne's match-making.
writing 'bout big damn heroes: lilah beautiful hairbackdreamincolor on January 31st, 2008 11:49 pm (UTC)
Aye, that’s one of my favorite things about writing Fred. She always has just a touch of rambly, craziness to her - at one point it just stopped flowing out of her mouth.

N’ I ended up sacrificing quite a bit of Fred/Willow time in the name flowyness. I wish I'd managed to get in more, but glad to know you still liked. Thankies. :]
Lilylavastar on January 29th, 2008 11:40 am (UTC)
Awww. This is just adorable. I like how Lorne gets to have a cameo, and the color-coordinating and the blue sharpie is just SO cute. The whole thing is just awesome. I love it. *squees*
writing 'bout big damn heroes: fred smiledreamincolor on January 29th, 2008 11:50 pm (UTC)
Eey yes, Lorne. I couldn't resist sticking him in there because his friendship with Fred is just too cute, and who better to play matchmaker?

Thanks for reviewing! -squees-
The Anti-OTPsnowpuppies on January 31st, 2008 03:31 pm (UTC)
This is just lovely.

And this:

And as long as he didn’t laugh, or call her kitten, or have a smile in his eye, she might even manage to frown at him.

Is too cute. :P
writing 'bout big damn heroes: lilah wes hug needdreamincolor on January 31st, 2008 11:51 pm (UTC)
Thankyou darlin! -hugglesquish-
kirylyn: BUFFY: Bored Nowkirylyn on January 31st, 2008 04:10 pm (UTC)
squeeee!!!

I LOVE Willow/Fred!!!

why couldn't Smurfette take over Kennedy's body, leaving Fred for Wills???
writing 'bout big damn heroes: fred pigtailsdreamincolor on January 31st, 2008 11:55 pm (UTC)
Yuuus. Fred > All.

(Well, greater than Kennedy anywho..but that's just my opinion. -shifty look-)

Thanks for commenting. :]
Butterflysnogged on March 10th, 2008 06:24 pm (UTC)
This was lovely :)

“Angel Investigations,” Fred thought she could hear the clink of ice-cubes in a glass, a glass that was almost certainly containing a Seabreeze, “You got it, we stake it. Or impale it. Or, frequently behead it-“

That just made me giggle.
writing 'bout big damn heroes: Fred - winifred cutedreamincolor on March 10th, 2008 09:24 pm (UTC)
:D Thanks! So glad to make you giggle.
S A R A H: Random03theagonyofblank on March 14th, 2008 07:29 am (UTC)
OMG, I LOVE FRED/WILLOW AND HAVEN'T READ NEW FIC FOR THEM IN A VERY LONG TIME.
THIS FIC WINS AT LIFE. I loved how shy they were being around each other, how Lorne knew and set them up. I enjoyed this a lot!
writing 'bout big damn heroes: Willow/Tara - homedreamincolor on March 14th, 2008 07:32 am (UTC)
I'm so glad you enjoyed it! :D
Gaby: tv: ats [fw] blow me a kisssquaringkarma on July 5th, 2008 07:18 am (UTC)
You have the distinct honour of being the first fic writer I've officially read stuff from in the BTVS/ATS 'verse as I just finished ATS for the first time a few hours ago. I'm so glad it was a very nice, well written fic. I especially love that you brought that Cordy/Fred moment in. A delightful touch, for sure.
writing 'bout big damn heroes: Fred - pigtailsdreamincolor on July 5th, 2008 07:26 am (UTC)
I'm so glad you enjoyed it, and welcome to the beautiful world of Buffyverse fic! Thank you for the lovely comment. :)
Gaby: tv: ats - [f] painfully shysquaringkarma on July 5th, 2008 07:46 am (UTC)
Fred was my second favourite on Angel (until Lindsey came back in 5x8, she and he were equals, but I had to give him a bit more love in season 5 just because I named my laptop after him), Willow was my favourite on Buffy, and slash is my favourite kind of fic, so I squeed like a maniac when I saw "Orpheus." My friends had gotten me in the habit of not looking at the episode menus and covering the bottom of the screen following opening credits and I watched all of Angel season 4 before stepping into Buffy season 7, so I was totally surprised when Willow came to Angel for most of an episode. Disappointing that Willow didn't come to save Fred in season 5 though.
writing 'bout big damn heroes: Fred - pigtailsdreamincolor on July 5th, 2008 07:56 am (UTC)
I squeed like a maniac when I saw "Orpheus."

Dito. And when I say maniac, I really do mean it. I think my cat just about knocked herself unconscious in blind panic, trying to run from the room.


Disappointing that Willow didn't come to save Fred in season 5 though.

Definitely. But that reminds me, here's a link to a fic by one of my favorite authors that covers that very subject. It's a well-written, and wonderfully slashy Fred/Will fic set in "A Hole in the World". :) If you get a chance, you should check it out.

Gaby: tv: vm - [mac] is smart is sexysquaringkarma on July 5th, 2008 08:03 am (UTC)
And when I say maniac, I really do mean it. I think my cat just about knocked herself unconscious in blind panic, trying to run from the room.

Hee!

But that reminds me, here's a link to a fic by one of my favorite authors that covers that very subject. It's a well-written, and wonderfully slashy Fred/Will fic set in "A Hole in the World". :) If you get a chance, you should check it out.

That's the other fic I found @ buffyrareslash! I'm in the middle of it, but I think I'll save the rest for when I wake up. Don't want to empty the well just yet ;) The pi thing was ridiculously cute 'cause I can see Willow doing that as a coping mechanism AND because I actually have the first 30 or so digits of pi memorised. Years ago, I had like 50 digits, but 30 digits is the amount I can still regularly spout out.
writing 'bout big damn heroes: Fred - pigtailsdreamincolor on July 5th, 2008 08:06 am (UTC)
I actually have the first 30 or so digits of pi memorised.

Damn. -blinks- Well..damn! Cover me impressed.
Gaby: tv: btvs - [w&t] red is passionsquaringkarma on July 5th, 2008 08:17 am (UTC)
I'm pretty speedy at the spitting out 3.14159265358979323 and then I slow down for the 8462643383279. lol
writing 'bout big damn heroes: Willow/Tara - homedreamincolor on July 5th, 2008 08:19 am (UTC)
Hee.

Aaw..perdy icon. :D
Gaby: tv: btvs - [w&t] i've just seen a facesquaringkarma on July 5th, 2008 08:33 am (UTC)
;)

W&T were so much love.
Megan: [btvs] shoe secretsmeggygurl on January 23rd, 2009 06:31 am (UTC)
This is adorable! I love me some Fred/Willow. They totally had potential. :D
writing 'bout big damn heroes: Fred - pigtailsdreamincolor on January 23rd, 2009 11:41 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad you enjoyed it. :D And yes, they definitely did.
The Anti-OTPsnowpuppies on June 5th, 2009 04:16 pm (UTC)
Very cute! I loved Lorne in this role, and your Fred was just geekly adorable (as she should be) and the color coded notes and... Oh! I loved this:

And as long as he didn’t laugh, or call her kitten, or have a smile in his eye, she might even manage to frown at him.

Fred and Lorne's friendship is so adorable, and this just spells it out perfectly.

Bravo!