Pairing: Willow/Jean Claude
Disclaimer: Willow and everything BtVS belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. Jean Claude and everything AB belong to Laurell K. Hamilton. All I own is a very fat fish named Pop-eye. I guess you can have him if you want.
Summary: Just Jean Claude doing a little thinking.
Authors note: Fluff. Pure Fluff. Also, this is my first fic. It’s not much more than a drabble, but Feedback would be nice.
Jean Claude’s thoughts:
After Anita I did not think to love again.
Then I met her. She was nothing like ma petite. She looked as if she would be easily broken. One would not suspect how very strong she is.
I heard her laugh first. It caught my attention, even through the noise of the club. She sounded happy - simply happy. I think I was jealous for a moment that someone could be so carefree while I wore the weight of grief. Nevertheless, the sound drew me to a tiny pixie of a girl. A little red-haired Sprite with dancing green eyes, that could meet my gaze I later learned.
The conversation with her companions was ridiculous. “Do you think you could vamp a duck? Or a Bunny? If you vamped a bunny would it hop around biting the other bunnies?” The dark haired boy snorted at this and started wondering about the possibility of future blood-drinking cows and what that would do to the fast food industry.
I could not tear my attention from the girl, no woman before me. Not since Anita had someone intrigued me so. I wanted her. I would have her.
I did not think that in the end she would possess me.
This was written initially as a one shot. Some people asked for more, and I tried to accomodate them...That didn't work out as well as I had hoped. The story just wasn't there, so I deleted the two add on chapters and took this fic back to what I originally planned. (I hate stories left unfinished.) Thank you so much if you reviewed! It made my first effort at writing worth it.