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Summary: Tara’s girlfriend stops by UC Sunnydale for a visit.

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DC Universe > Superman(Moderator)JoeHundredaireFR1834,57422211,3679 Oct 0619 Apr 07Yes

American Idol

Title: American Idol
Author: JoeHundredaire (joehundredaire@tthfanfic.org)
Rating: R/FR18
Pairings: Tara Maclay/Kara Zor-L
Disclaimer: You know, I don’t know who owns Superman, or Power Girl. WB/DC/someone in that big mess of a company? And I’m not Joss Whedon or someone who might be able to legally make money off the Buffyverse. Not mine!
Summary: Buffy wonders what a famous superhero sees in one of her classmates. Kara decides to fill her in.
Joe's Note: Went into this story to clean up the HTML, and decided to update the first two chapters to use my current writing style. Updated the first two chapters, and decided to make a third. Sorta. It's just a little scenelette that's been rolling around in my head.



     "Thanks for this, by the way. I mean, I know you have better things to be spending time on while you're in Sunnydale. Like your girlfriend."

     "Hey, I destroyed your ceiling. The least I can do is buy you a cup of coffee and spend some time with you." Kara lifted her java chip frappuccino to her lips and sipped it before sighing happily. "Mmmm. Chocolate."

     Buffy grinned and hugged her own steaming cup of coffee to her chest, enjoying the warmth that emanated from it. They were 'enjoying' a bit of a cold snap and Buffy marveled at the fact that Kara could wander around in a tank top and shorts in the current weather. Then again, she'd seen the blonde on the news getting shot with a machine gun. What was a little cold compared to that? "So… you and Tara. How did that happen?"

     "My spaceship crashed into her family's barn." Buffy's eyes went wide and Kara laughed before nodding. "I kid you not. She was out there milking cows, next thing she knew, a giant golden spaceship comes plowing through the roof. She was the first human I ever met, and even after Superman came to collect me, I kept going back to see her. It just sorta… evolved from there."

     Walking along beside the statuesque superhero, Buffy tried to find a good way to put her thoughts into words without angering her idol. Who happened to be capable of stopping a speeding train with her bare hands and could probably squish her into an unrecognizable pile of goo should she so choose. "Um… just out of curiosity… what do you see in Tara?" Kara shot her a look that Buffy couldn't quite decipher but made her nervous. "Not that there's anything wrong with Tara. She's just so shy and quiet. And you're… not."

     Kara was quiet for a moment and Buffy was afraid that she really had offended her. Then there was a quiet choking sound that became a snicker that became a full-out laugh. "I'm sorry, I forgot that you don't actually know Tara." Buffy gave her an inquisitive look and Kara waved vaguely. "She's… totally different in private. Shy and quiet are two words I can't really picture her as."

     "Really?" Buffy thought back over all the times she'd met Tara, mostly through her witchy time with Willow. The brunette stuttered a lot and had a tendency to duck her head and hide behind her long hair. "That's kinda… hard to believe, honestly. Not that I'm saying you're a liar. I just can't picture it."

     Stopping on the sidewalk, Kara looked around. "Oh really?" After making sure they didn't have an audience, Kara turned away from Buffy and lifted her shirt in the back. Pink and red stripes crisscrossed her toned back, and Buffy suddenly realized that the blonde's slightly odd way of walking had nothing to do with being an alien. "Trust me, she's a very different person in private."

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