Title: Behind Brown Eyes

Author: Nicole

Email: Buffy has moved on with her life, but someone from her past comes and shakes things up.

Disclaimer: They do not belong to me. I only own the plotline and the original characters: Dominique, Noel, and whoever else I decide to bring in.

Distribution: The usual suspects, anyone else please ask.

Spoilers: Mild season 7

A/N: I was not supposed to start another story, but my "muse" being the ever controlling one, wouldn't let it be. I am definitely going to have to tie her up, and punish her into submission. I don't like giving up control that easily.

Special Note: This goes out to a very dear friend of mine; I'm not going to mention you by name, you know who you are. You gave me the pep talk that I needed to step out of the darkness and into the light. You're truly one in a million; this story is for you... The football players are gone again...You are still nowhere to be found.

Buffy's POV

It's been two years and three months since Faith and I had broken up, now I'm with someone whom absolutely loves me and I love them. When Dominique came into my life I was emotionally closed off, Faith had hurt me more than Willow, and we had the whole unrequited love thing going on. That was until I found out that she was dating Tara, I came to terms with it and moved on. Then Tara was killed, and Willow went all dark magic-y and tried to end the world. I thought that we were going to be okay when she came back from England. Things seemed to get better between us until that brat, bitch Kennedy came along. Okay so getting off topic here, we'll save that story for another day.

Like I said before, I was emotionally closed off, but then Dominique came into my life everything had changed for the better. There are no games or secrets between us, we actually belong together better than Angel and I ever did. Sure I think about Faith every now and again, but that's just it every now and again. She's a part of my past, and that's where I wanted to keep her. That was until I saw her a few days ago, and that sent my world into a tale spin. When things are going great for me, the PTB always find ways to fuck it up. We haven't seen each other since the night I found out that she was cheating on me with Noel. I know you're probably wondering what the hell I'm talking about? Then worry no more, I'm going to take you back, to the beginning and work my way up to now, and then you'll understand.

September 2003

It had been four months since the town formerly known as Sunnydale had been turned into a massive crater. So we were in LA trying to figure out what we were going to do. There were tons of potentials out there that needed to be found and the Watcher's Council needed to be rebuilt. Angel was nice enough to let us use the Hyperion, since he is working with Wolfram and Hart, the biggest law firm making with the uber evil. I really couldn't say anything to him about, because we don't live in each other's worlds anymore. During those first few months relationships were mended and new ones formed.

Especially the one between the core Scoobies and myself, I haven't completely forgiven them, but that takes time. Faith and I came to a tolerable level with each other, though things between her and Robin were pretty tense. Some people would never learn that sex can be completely underrated, especially if someone wants more than that. I know, I should have practiced what I preached, but I was at a bad time in my life. Sorry going off topic again. She and I began spending time with each other, taking the potentials out for mini slays, or just going out and having fun. It felt so good to be finally free, without the threat of the world, or the next apocalypse on my shoulders. We went patrolling by ourselves one night; it was slow as hell, so that gave us time to talk. Not one of those I'm having problems with whoever talks, but a real talk. Mostly it revolved around us, and it was pretty interesting.

"B, we're cool right?" She asked, a little unsure about herself.

I stopped in front of a grave marker and looked at her, "Yeah, we're cool. What's the up? You usually don't make with the seriousness." I asked her, pushing a stray hair behind her ear.

"Things between us are starting to change, and I don't know if the shit is for the better or not."

It really didn't dawn on me at first, until I actually thought about what she said. Things have changed between us since our little pep talk before Sunnydale imploded. It's been going rather well, to say the least. It was a long time in the making, but we're finally at a comfort level we didn't have before.

"I've noticed it too, but it's not a bad thing. We finally have a chance to start over; the past is in the past. We've both grown, and I enjoy our friendship very much." I replied.

The expression on her face darkened a little bit. I figured that it was due to the vampire that crept up behind me. It didn't take me long to stake him, and we went on about our business.

"You know B, it's kind of dead around here, let's go party." She suggested.

I smiled, "I'm game. What's on the menu for tonight?" I asked as we fell into step.

She grinned, "What's not on the menu tonight. We're both free agents, let's go out and have fun." She sprinted off.

I followed behind her, "I like the sound of that. Let's do it... I feel like cutting loose anyways." I ran after her.

I wasn't lying, I was telling the honest to god truth. I get tired of being the responsible one, the one they turn to for guidance. It's time for me to find out who exactly Buffy Summers is. I was no longer responsible for anyone else, but myself and of course Dawn, but she's off with our dad somewhere. So basically I can live life the way I want, without having to worry about anyone else.

We made our way back to the Hyperion and it was extremely quiet. Usually there was a whole lot of talking and noise. Giles came out of the office and gave us a warm smile. He and I talked a lot and our relationship is slowing building up again. Trust is still an issue between us, but it's coming slowly but surely. He was the only true father figure I had in my life.

"Hello Buffy, Faith." He greeted us.

"Hey Giles, not to state the obvious, but there's nobody here." I told him.

He took off his glasses, "Oh yeah, I sent them out for the night. They've been working pretty hard; they needed some "down time" as you would say." He smiled.

"It looks and sounds like the G-man." Faith joked.

Giles blushed three shades of red, if it's possible, "Yes of course. Robin and Xander are leaving tomorrow for Cleveland. They are taking a hand full of potentials with them." He told us.

I looked over at Faith, but she didn't show any emotion. I knew that Robin was still a sore spot for her, but get over it already. You had your fun, you made that clear, he's leaving and that's that.

"I'm about to go change, I'll only be a few." She walked off, but not before turning around, "Oh and B change the outfit, we're going clubbing not Bible Study." She winked at me and walked up the stairs.

I turned back to Giles, "When in the hell was this decision made?" I asked him.

"It's been a long time coming Buffy. They are only taking the potentials that have been in battle. Willow and Kennedy are going to search for new potentials, as will you and Faith. You two are my strongest slayers, besides you're going to have to show them a thing or two." He told me.

"Wait a fucking minute! You want me and Faith to search the fucking world for potentials! Giles I laid my life on the line plenty of times for this fucking cause. I retired, I thought you understood that. I died twice, came back, and endured hell, rinse, lather, and repeat a couple of times, but you get the damn picture. I'm done with being the slayer; let someone else deal with this shit." I took off up the stairs and to my room. I didn't want to hear anything else that he had to say. I know I probably shocked him beyond reason for the language that I used. Right now I really don't give a flying fuck.

I hopped in the shower to release some of the tension I had. I've had enough of people deciding what was right for me. I'm 22 freakin' years old, capable of making my own decisions. Some have been reckless I know, but that's how you learn. I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around me, one of those big fluffy ones that just feel good. I walk into the room and head straight for the closet, tonight was all about fun, so I forgo the basics and pull out a micro, black, leather mini that covered the important places, but left little to the imagination. I pulled out a red halter top, and my black stiletto heels. Tonight was all about the fun, I wasn't really caring. Once I was dressed, I applied some make-up, not too heavy and not too light, but just enough to turn some heads. I gave myself the once over and blew the mirror a kiss. A knock on the door brought me out of my conceitedness.

"Come in." I call out knowing already who it is.

Faith opens the door and looks me up and down, it actually makes me blush. I smiled at her, "If you take a picture it will last longer." I teased.

"Damn B, look at you. Taking a few pages out of my book." She replied.

I grabbed my purse, "Oh hell yes! Tonight is all about the fun, and I'm going to have it." I walked by her. She closed my door and followed behind me, not because I left first, but because she wanted to look at my ass. We make our way downstairs, and it's completely empty, Giles was nowhere in sight. Actually that's a good thing; I wouldn't have to deal with him, at least not tonight anyway.

"So where are we off to?" I asked.

"There's this new club called Vision, it's the hottest place to be. Anyone who is everyone is there." She grabbed my hand and dragged me along.

"Uh Faith, not to be all whatever, but how are we going to get there? I mean these boots aren't really made for walking." I told her.

She pulled me along, until we were stopped in front of a sleek, black Ninja. Now I've never been a big fan of motorcycles, but this one is hot. Faith handed me a helmet and I took it. Tonight was a night of firsts, and damn it, it'll be worth it.

"Hop on B, you'll have the ride of your life." She told me.

The double entendre was not lost on me. I hop on and wrap my hands around her waist, oh yeah; this is definitely going to be a ride of my life.

Okay, this is just an introduction chapter. I wanted to set the story up; it'll get into more detail as Buffy tells her story.