“Hey, anyone seen Willow in the last hour?” Buffy and Xander looked up from the books that each one was reading and looked at Oz who was standing by the library doors. Xander and Buffy looked at each other for a moment, trying to remember if they had seen Willow. After a few moments of silence, Xander spoke.

“Nope. Why?” Xander added mentally. Xander really didn’t like Oz that much. He had taken away his bestest friend and he hated him for it.

“Because I need to talk to her and I wanted to know if she wanted to do something tomorrow night.” Buffy smiled and walked over to Oz.

“Speaking of which,” she started, “I heard about last night.” Oz turned a light shade of crimson. Their date last night was supposed to just be a date where they would talk, like they always do, but instead of doing some major talking, they did some major kissing.

“Uh, that’s nice.” Buffy could tell that Oz probably didn’t Willow telling Buffy about their make-out session and Oz knew that Buffy probably forced it out of Willow, so it was ok. At that moment, Oz figured out where Willow would be and said his good-byes to Buffy and Xander and walked out of the library.

Oz rounded the corner and entered the doorway to the computer lab and saw Willow sitting at the computer that was on the desk in front of the room. She had her back to him, so she didn’t notice that Oz was standing there, leaning against the doorway watching her. He smiled to himself as he remembered the night before. They had been sitting on a bench at the beach at the end of one of their dates. They had been talking about this and that for about a half an hour, when they started talking about Buffy and Angel, who was bad now. She had said something about that if Oz did to her what Angel did to Buffy, that she would be devastated. Oz told her that would never happen and that he would always be there for her and that’s when she kissed him. And none too gently either. She had planted a firm kiss on his lips that indicated that she had no intention of breaking any time soon. He kissed her back, his waiting for the moment when she didn’t want Xander anymore ended. She wanted him now and he was happy. He gently knocked on the doorframe. She turned around in her chair and smiled at the sight of her boyfriend. She got up out of her chair and walked over to him.

“Hey,” she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Hey yourself.” He smiled at her as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“What brings you to the computer lab?”

“I just wanted to see if you wanted to do something tomorrow?”

“Yeah, sure. Why don’t you come over tomorrow evening? My parents are away at some business meeting and won’t be back until Saturday and today is Thursday.”

“I am so there.”

“Great. Look forward to seeing you then.”

“I should go. I have band practice.”

“Well, before you go, how about I leave you with a lovely parting gift.” She pinned him against the wall and kissed him hard. She pulled away and smiled at Oz, who smiled back mischievously.

“I can be 5 minutes late,” he said as he slid a hand into her hair and kissed her deeply. She moved closer to him so that she was practically flat up against Oz. She ran a hand through his hair, leaving it to rest on the back of his head. They heard a light knocking and broke apart to turn to see who had interrupted their state of bliss. They saw Xander and Buffy standing there, Buffy was grinning widely and Xander looked quite annoyed. Buffy was the first to speak.

“We came to tell you that we were leaving and we wanted to know if you wanted to do something. Guess we came at the wrong time.”

“No, it’s ok. Oz has to go to band practice anyway.”

“That’s right,” Oz said, “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He kissed her on the cheek as he walked out of the door. They watched him leave and Xander gave a look of disgust before walking out also. Buffy turned to Willow, still smiling.

“You two were getting pretty into it.”

“Well, what can I say? Oz has very kissable lips.” Willow smiled as Buffy squealed with excitement.

“I got a question. How did you guys end up kissing?”

“He came and asked me if I wanted to do something tomorrow, by the way, he’s coming over to my house, and I gave him a parting gift.” Buffy laughed at her choice of words.

“And the kissing was the parting gift?”

“Yep. Hey, where’d Xander go?”

“He left with a disgusted look on his face. I don’t think he likes Oz particularly.”

“Well, that’s too bad because Oz and I aren’t breaking up any time soon, at least I hope not.”

“Don’t worry Will, with the way he looks at you, I doubt he’ll want to break up.”

The Next Night

Oz walked up the stairs of Willow’s front porch and got ready to ring the doorbell when he saw a note on the door that read,

“Oz- If you are reading this note, it means that I am currently in the shower or getting dressed. Just come in and I’ll be downstairs ASAP. Love, Willow.” Oz smiled at the note, took it down, and walked into the house. He took off his jacket and put it on the couch. He wandered his way upstairs and began wandering there. He found Willow’s room, which was open a crack. He peered into her room and found her standing there wearing board shorts and a sports bra. She was digging through a drawer, standing up when she found a flannel shirt. Oz got a good look of her figure and gasped silently. < Where has she been hiding this body? She has the greatest set of abs and legs I’ve ever seen. > He realized that he shouldn’t be up there and crept down the stairs. He leaned against the couch and waited for Willow. Willow came down a few minutes later and found Oz.

“Hi. I guess you got the note.”

“Yep.” He looked her up and down and said, “Someone’s dressing down for tonight,” talking about her board shorts with a flannel shirt that was unbuttoned, showing a sports bra (and her abs).

“What? I’m not allowed to look not nice?”

“Willow, you couldn’t not look nice if you tried. You’re way too beautiful. Like you are now.” Willow turned red at the compliment and said, “You deserve this.” She kissed gently. She released him about 10 seconds later, leaving them both breathless. “So,” Oz said after he caught his breath, “What are we doing tonight?”

“Video and pizza fest. I got “Empire Records”, one of my favorite movies and Buffy gave me “My Stepmother Is an Alien”. Buffy said that she wanted me to see something funny about it.”

“Like what?”

“She said that there are these two kids that look just like us at the age of 12. I told her that I didn’t believe her and she said to just watch it and since I hadn’t seen it, I took it.”

“Well, we better start watching and order the pizza.” Willow smiled at him and reached over for the phone.

An hour later, they were in the middle of “My Stepmother…”. Willow was lying on her back and Oz was lying on his side next to her. On Willow’s bare stomach was a plate that had their pizza on it. Oz stared at the TV screen in disbelief, as was Willow.

“I don’t believe it!” Oz said, “Those two kids look exactly like us at 12.”

“This is freaky. Those people must be about 22 now.” Oz reached down for his piece of pizza, but his hand was stopped on it’s way up by Willow’s hand. “Hey, that’s my piece of pizza.”

“No it’s not,” Or retorted.

“Yes it is. Mine was on this side, yours is on that side.”

“No, I’m afraid it’s the other way around. This one’s mine. That one’s yours.” Willow shook her head and said,

“Well, now that you’ve argued with me, both are mine.”

“I don’t think so.” They both laughed at the stupidity of the argument and went back to watching the movie.

At the end of “Empire Records”, Oz was getting annoyed. He had been trying to make a move on Willow the whole night, but every time he got close, she said later. Well, now that the movies were over and since there was nothing else to do, he had to go. He sighed and slowly got up.

“I’m going.” He stood up, put his jacket on, and opened the door. He began to walk out when Willow shut the door and leaned against it. She wrapped her arms around his neck and took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what, Willow?” She opened her mouth, as to say something, but she closed it and looked down.

“Nothing. It’s nothing.”

“Well, it you’re not going to tell me what you’re sorry for, then I’m going to…” He was abruptly cut off as Willow kissed him firmly. He kissed her back and this time, he had her pinned to the door. She released him and gently stroked his cheek.

“Since I never get the chance to do this, and since you never let me, I am going to thank you for all the stuff you have done for me. So, in the next two hours,” Willow’s voice lowered to a whisper as she said, “consider yourself thanked.” She pulled him towards her again and their lips met with a spark of passion that neither had ever felt before. She pulled him over to the couch and they both sat down. He had his arms around her, caressing her back. Willow let out a small moan as she pulled him closer to her so that they were lying down on the couch, Oz on top of Willow. Willow could feel Oz’s tongue enter her mouth and their tongues slowly wrestled for a while. Oz tore his lips away from Willow’s and began to kiss her neck. Willow let out a small yelp as Oz found a particularly sensitive spot behind her right ear. He began kissing her again, deeper this time. She ran her hands across his chest and he ran his hands through her hair. A few hours later, they were lying down next to each other, cuddling. Willow placed a few kisses on the middle of his palm and his fingertips and Oz did the same. After a while they spoke. Oz looked down at Willow and pushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. Gently smiling at her, he said,

“I love you.” Willow smiled at him and kissed him.

“I love you, too.” Oz looked away, fearing that things might go to far, and checked his watch. “It’s 3:30 in the morning.” Willow looked slightly worried and surprised.

“Oh. It is?”

“Yep. I should probably go. I have practice in 8 and a half hours.”

“I’ll walk you to the door.” They got up and walked over to the door. They smiled at each other and kissed again. Kind of like Xander and Cordelia do when they’ve been arguing. They broke the kiss and took a deep breath. Oz stepped out of the door and Willow closed it behind him. They both must have had the same idea because Oz turned around and Willow opened the door. They started kissing again and Oz said,

“I don’t have to go to band practice.” Willow laughed and pulled him over to the couch, where they spent the night kissing and cuddling.

The End