Marigold: Part Two
by Kitt
"Hi Oz!" Willow chirped a little too eagerly at the sight of her boyfriend in the library.

*It's OK, Willow. Play it cool. You didn't cheat on him or anything, you were just checking out that really cute… guy… No! Oz. Here. Me. And I with him.*

"Hi… Willow." Oz said carefully, not entirely sure what was going on in his girlfriend's head. "Everything OK?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't it be? I mean you. I. Library. Smoochies may ensue. Hint, hint."

"I see." Oz grinned as she pulled him behind a large stack of books. "Now, what would your definition of 'smoochies' be? Like this?" he kissed her lightly on the cheek, "Or like this?" he brushed his lips across her nose. "Or perhaps you'd prefer something a little different." he pulled her close to him for a deep kiss.

"Oh, yeah? And what would that AAHHH! Oh, Matt you scared me!" She and Oz jumped out of each other's arms.

"Oh! Willow uh, sorry I just, um needed some books. Y'know, this being the library and all."

*Who the hell is this little runt she's kissing?! Doesn't she know me? *

"Hey, I'm Oz. Matt, is it?" Oz growled softly. There was something *really* wrong with this guy, he just couldn't put his finger on it. He wasn't a demon; he would have been able to tell right away. But he sure wasn't normal. And he didn't like this way he was looking at Willow. He slid his arm around Willow's waist, subtly hinting that she belonged to him.

"Oz? What's that stand for?" This guy was *not * good for her at all. No guy with a name like 'Oz' could possibly be good. This punk was probably on crack, or even worse, in a band. *He* was the only one who deserved her.

Willow sensed the tension between them and quickly changed the subject. "You can see G- uh, Mr. Giles about your books, Matt. He's right over there." She pointed in the direction of his office.

"Thanks. I'll see you later, Willow and… *Az*." He remembered the kid's name. He'd just said 'Az' to piss him off. Apparently it worked.

*I hope Willow's not too attached to that Oz guy. She may be terribly upset when I kill him. *


* * *
"Willow, I don't see *oof!* what the problem is. You just *ooh!* LOOKED at the guy! Is Oz upset?" Buffy asked while staking the 4th vamp of the evening. She walked to the now-open grave that Willow was standing near.

"But you don't get it Buffy! I didn't just LOOK at Matt, it was a lust-look. My eyes were being naughty. They were bad. Bad eyes! And I think... Oz GROWLED at him. Oz never growls! I mean, OK. Once or twice at Xander when he makes those stupid dog comments. That I can understand. But he just took one look at Matt and it was like something was really wrong, y'know? W-what if he's a DEMON or something, and he wants to KILL us and..."

Buffy held up a hand to stop Willow's babbling. "Willow... Oz was just being a guy. The wolf in him probably didn't want some guy lust-looking at his Willow."

Willow couldn't hide her smile. "He was lust-looking at me?"

"Oh, yeah. Huge. He had the whole naughty eye thing going at lunch."

"Well, he can look all he wants. I'm only lusting at Oz now. I wonder what Oz is doing now, anyway. His gig must be over by now."


* * *
"See ya Wednesday, Devon."

"Later Oz-man. Thanks for the van. I promise I won't speed again."

Oz sighed and began the trek home. It was stupid ,he knew, to be walking alone at night in Sunnydale. He patted the stake in his back pocket. Then again, he should be OK. Unfortunatly, he realized he was wrong as two hands grabbed him from behind and roughly shoved him into an alley and up agaisnt a wall.

"What the..." He stopped short as he felt the cold metal of a knife being pressed against his throat. He squinted and was barely able to make out his attacker. "Matt?"


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