Willow sat at �her� and Oz�s table in the Bronze watching him hit each perfect note. Her ears were still ringing from the really bad cover band that had opened for the Dingoes and she had thought her head might explode until the clear clean notes of the Dingoes had taken over.

It had been three years and the dingoes had gotten a record contract, they had gone on tour and were now one of the top bands on the charts. Devon had been thrilled at the idea of multi-cultural groupies but Oz had refused to do a world tour. �Not yet.� Was all he would say, Willow really didn�t mind.

Now she was waiting excitedly for them to play �She Knows� which was the unofficial closing song that the band always closed gig�s with. Oz had something special planned for her and she knew it, it was there �still� anniversary.

She opened her purse as her song started playing and popped in a tic-tac, whatever the surprise was she was probably going to need fresh breath. She was sure now, it was fresh. She could breath without a tic-tac but.. who�d want to?

Climbing to her feet she smiled brightly as Oz jumped down from the stage, his guitar was in Devon�s hands and he was walking out the front entrance. She must have zoned out trying to remember the tic-tac advertisement. The band was all packed up and they were ready to go.

He smiled a lopsided grin for her, �Hey, ready to go?�

�Yep. Totally.�

Willow had expected to have to take the band stuff home but Devon and the others seemed to have found another mode of transportation. She waved as she spotted Tara, a girl from her Wicca group, walk out of the Bronze with another blond with too much eye make-up on and one too many obvious temporary tattoos. They were holding hands.

Oz grabbed her hand and pulled her outside, well not really pulled. Urged, cause Oz never rushed. Willow was practically bouncing with excitement but tried not to show it, miserably. Oz opened her door to the van like a true gentlemen she hopped in. Not letting it pass her by that there was a curtain up hiding the back of the van from her.

Oz went around to his side and opened the door and jumped into the van, starting it up. But left it in park. He pulled something out of his pocket and grinned. �Do you mind?� he asked quietly holding up a light blue handkerchief.

Willow�s eyes widened, and she shook her head. �Bondage much.� she joked as he gently tied it around her head. She smiled when after he was done he placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

The van started moving, Willow tried to make all of her senses reach out to tell where they were going but it was no use. Oz had put in her favorite tape of songs from the dingoes and other bands, and he didn�t say anything. She sat back and relaxed, her stomach fluttered with butterflies in anticipation.

Finally the van stopped and she heard Oz�s door open and close and then felt the warm summer air hit her skin as he opened her door and took her hand. She stepped out of the van carefully not wanting to make herself look like a donkeys posterior on a night like this.

He led her around to the side of the van, she heard the door slid open and he gently turned her around away from the van and took of her blind fold. Willow gasped, they were at some kind of outdoor swimming pool, it was surrounded by soft blue and white lights that made the whole area seem to glow.

Her favorite flowers were arranged around the pool also, a few water lily�s were floating in the pool and she smiled when she spotted one of the Blair-witch little wooden dolls sitting at the head of the pool tucked into a bouquet of White Carnations. She had loved the stupidity of that movie, she�d watched it over and over just to point out things they could have done better. Until of course her friends had threatened to turn her in for being legally insane. She turned around completely intending to give Oz the most intense smoochies he had ever had but instead her eyes met a beautiful scene.

Oz crouching in the van in a pair of swimming trunks over a spread of her favorite food, and two long steamed glasses of what appeared to be champagne. �Wow. I wish you could get down to trunks that quick all the time..� she joked and winked at him happily. She practically bounced into the van and planted a solid kiss on his lips.

�This is so beautiful.� she whispered after they broke apart, he offered her the champagne glass. The bubbles tickled her nose as she took a small sip of it. She grabbed a strawberry and dipped it into the cream and offered it to him, he grinned and accepted it.

�But I don�t have a bathing suit.� She pouted, like a magician he made her blue one piece appear. She smiled, wow she�d been doing a lot of that lately.

�Wait here, kay?� he nodded and she took the suit from him and moved around the back of the van, normally it wouldn�t have been such a big deal changing in front of him but she wanted to get something out of her purse.

After getting into the suit she delved into her bottomless pit and brought out the Pez-werewolf she had specially ordered for tonight. She quickly grabbed her pile of clothes and set them in the passengers side of the van and held the Pez-werewolf behind her back. 

Oz was sitting in the van munching on what appeared to he Honey-dew balls avidly awaiting her return. His eyes lit up when she climbed back into the back of the van. She handed him the little wrapped gift.

He tilted his head at her, as if to say �you didn�t have to� and carefully unwrapped the gift as if it held the finest of china.

�Will.� He smiled at the sight of the wolf, he pulled her in for a kiss that was way smooch worthy. They ate quietly for a few minutes and then Oz suggested they go for a swim. Willow in true Willow fashion had said they would have to wait twenty minutes because they had just ate. Oz had looked slightly disappointed until he realized Willow had plans for the twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes and a little after they emerged from the van and Willow ran towards the pool as if she was going to jump and then slowed. She carefully stepped into the cool water and then slid into it completely, Oz was right behind her.

�This is the most perfect night.� She said softly and hugged him. She let out a surprised squeal as he began to tickle her and splashed him desperately trying to get away laughing uncontrollably. She dove under the water and came up on the other side of the pool, Oz was sitting in the shallow end looking innocent as ever.

�Come here.� He said softly, she barely heard him across the pool but made her way over to him slowly. His spikes were drooping all around his head from the splashing she�d given him but he still looked excellent as ever. 

He held up his hands. �Choose.� Willow�s eyes widened and she gently touched the right one. It opened and there were little rubber spiders in his hand. She let out a playful scream, and backed away playfully. Oz grinned and opened his other hand, a rubber frog was in the other and Willow shuddered. He held it out to her and she took it. �Look in the mouth.�

Willow held up the cute little frog and glanced inside its gaping mouth, there sat a silver ring, with a little ruby set in the center of two diamonds. She felt her eyes mist over. �Oh..�

Oz moved forward just in front of her and she moved into his embrace, they just stayed like that treading water for a few moments before she felt his breath tickle her ear. �Marry me?�

She pulled back, shocked. Tears were falling freely from her eyes. Oz looked hopeful, his green-blue eyes shining with love. �Yes! Yes. A thousand times yes!� He smiled widely, he was having an expression. She let him take the ring from her and then carefully place it on her finger, it looked excellent.

Then he moved forward and kissed her again, her lips and his met and she felt her head spin with everything that had happened tonight. �Y�know... we could do... that thing. We�ve never... in water.� Oz didn�t respond, he just kissed her and she was happy to oblige.

Life was Perfect, since they'd still, Forever and always. 

~*~End~*~

LOL, just incase anyone didn't catch my little Veruca comment in here the... "too much eye make-up on and one too many obvious temporary tattoos." That was her. Um, Pixie I know you said no Veruca but I couldn't help myself :o)