TITLE: Transformed!
AUTHOR: Dreiser
EMAIL: dreiser0@earthlink.net
YAHOO I.D.: dreiser3
BTVS FIC ARCHIVE: http://www.geocities.com/dreiserfic/dreiser.htm
CONTENT: F/F romance.
SUMMARY: Uhh... this my challenge response. I'm laying down the smack for
you, Ruth. lol.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but my legos.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: You know, sometimes I try to understand why I write what I do
and I always seem to fail. I think it's caused from being dropped on my head
when I was a child. That and a fear of lawn gnomes.

Transformed!

By: Dreiser


She first heard the music when she walked off the elevator and towards
Tara's room. Willow had just gotten a phone call from Giles. He wanted them
to get together for the usual research and she wanted to ask Tara if she'd
like to come along.

Mostly because, well, Willow wanted Tara there.

Hell, Willow just wanted Tara. It was as simple as that. So that's why she
was walking down the hallway towards her dorm room, hearing that strange
music get louder.

Except now the music was accompanied by the sounds of thumping and tiny
meows. Wondering exactly what was going on, Willow started to knock on the
door but instead, she gave into curiosity and simply opened it.

What met her eyes was the sight of Tara dancing around her dorm, using the
candle Willow had given her days ago as a microphone. Miss Kitty Fantastico
was perched on the edge of Tara's bed, scratching the bedspread as she
meowed in oddly musical patterns.

Closing the door very quietly, Willow couldn't help the grin that spread
across her features as she watched Tara continue to dance and sing, her back
facing her.

"Strong enough to break the bravest heart," Tara declared, shaking her hips
and giving her butt a little wriggle. "So we have to pull together. We can't
stay worlds apart." She then danced over to the bed, leaning down to peer
into Miss Kitty's eyes as she sang. "To stand divided we will surely fall.
Until our darkest hour. When the light will save us all." Setting the candle
down, she picked up the kitten and helped her do a spastic mini dance in the
air. "Transformers! More than meets the eye. Transformers! Robots in
disguise." Moving Miss Kitty's paws around, Tara giggled and placed her down
on the bed then went onto sing saucily, "Transformers!"

"Autobots wage their battle--" Tara stopped abruptly in her song and dance
routine when she saw Willow leaning against her door and smiling widely.
"Willow!" she gave a startled cry, stumbling backwards. In a quick move, she
ran across her dorm room and towards the stereo, turning the song off.
Looking up at the redhead who was walking towards her and still smiling, she
laughed nervously. "I'm sorry you had to see that. I was just..."

"You know," Willow murmured as she stopped inches away from Tara and smiled
sweetly up at the other girl. "I always wondered why you had those action
figures lying around your dorm. I guess now I have my answer."

"It's my favorite cartoon," Tara revealed sheepishly.

"I should've known," said Willow, moving her hands up to wrap around the
back of Tara's neck. "After all," she breathed as their lips rested
millimeters apart. "You're more than meets the eye."

And as the embrace they were in deepened, they waged a battle much different
than anything the Autobots knew of. At least, in the censored version of the
series.


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