Title: The Grand Aurelius
Chapters: Chapter 6/?
Summary: Spike is the co-owner of a well-known casino known as The Grand Aurelius. Xander is an upcoming professional poker player who is climbing up the leader board. After becoming an infamous and top professional poker player, Spike never played poker again and refused all challengers that was thrown his way; that is until Xander catches more than his eye. HAU
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“I know Oz. Can you believe it? He agreed to play a game with me. I got to tell the Master but then again, he said that he didn’t want other people to know that he’s going to play with me. Damn it, I’m so excited!” Xander babbled happily as he scooped a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, oblivious to Oz’s disbelief look.
“No, that’s not the point Xan. What I meant was that he made a deal with you saying that if you lose you have to go on a date with him. Or did that totally did not register in your brain?” Oz asked incredulously. Somehow, when it comes to his best friend, his composure all but flies out of the window.
Xander shrugged. “No big deal. I think he’s just joking anyway. I mean seriously, I doubt he will actually take me out on an actual date.”
“You agreed to the deal?” Oz nearly shouted.
“Yeah, sure why not? Once in a lifetime opportunity. You’re always the one who tells me to take all the opportunity I could take.” Oz shook his head disbelievingly.
They were back at their hotel room that they shared located at the outskirts of the city. Xander had told him to stop by at a convenient store along the way so that they could buy three big tubs of ice cream to celebrate. When Oz had asked what they were celebrating for when they reached back the hotel, Xander told him about his encounter with Lindsey Mcdonald and how Spike saved him from ‘the big fat ass.’
They were already on their last tub of ice cream.
“You really think that he won’t take you out on a date?”
“No way man, he’s rich, famous and gorgeous. He wouldn’t take out a guy like me.”
“What? A cute, sexy bloke?” Oz imitated Spike and smirked when Xander blushed.
“That’s actually a pretty good impression,” Xander complimented before scooping up even a larger spoon of ice cream and put it in his mouth.
“Look,” Oz sighed, “just be careful okay? I won’t be able to go with you on Friday.”
“Why?” Xander ask looking curiously at Oz and was surprised when his friend blush.
“I have a date,” Oz said quietly.
“You have a date! Oz you have date? Who is she? Oh my god how come you didn’t mention before? What’s her name? Where did you meet her? When? Where? Ah! I’m so excited for you!” Xander ask breathlessly, bouncing on his seat.
“I didn’t mention before cause you were telling me about your encounter, her name’s Willow and I met her at the casino when you in the toilet,” Oz replied bemusedly. Incredible, Xander was even more excited about the date then he, well that might be because he was also downright nervous.
It’s been a long time since he had a date with anybody at all, but he knew it was even longer for Xander who avoided dating at all cost after high school where his one and only relationship ended badly.
Ever since then, Xander stopped dating anyone at all and always missed the flirtatious hints when men started hitting on him. Oz knew that even though occasionally Xander was totally oblivious of the men, some part of him was in denial that anyone would want him. He also knew that Xander was afraid to get hurt again after he was left broken hearted from the boy he used to love back in high school.
He remembered the time after the disastrous relationship that ended Xander falling into depression. Oz shivered. He was sure the scars were still there on his body.
“…anyway I was thinking, Oz are you listening to me?”
Oz snapped out of his daze and turned his attention back to Xander. “Yeah I heard you Xan. Sorry, you were thinking?”
Xander look suspiciously at him before continuing, “I was thinking that after this game we could go back home. You know, back to LA. I kind of miss your mum blueberry pie. Oh, and did I mention I hate casinos? I mean seriously, I can’t belief I have to wear this frigging suit to play poker! Outrageous I tell you! I can’t believe the Master didn’t warn me of this,” he whined pulling his long blouse for heavy emphasis.
Oz shrugged. “No problem. We could leave on Saturday afternoon if you like. Come on then, better get out of that that outfit before you stink the room.”
“Hey!” Xander said indigently, “I do not stink the room.” Xander sniffed his clothes. “Ah…do I? Hey Oz, do I? Hey where you going! Oz! Oz!”
Oz smiled to himself as he slipped into the bathroom. Sometimes Xander was just too fun to tease.
* * *
Friday came faster than the two boy expected. If Xander was honest, he was really expecting Spike to call him with the phone number he had given before he left to tell him that he did not want to play with Xander anymore.
But excitement overrode insecurities which brought him to stand in front of the private entrance of The Grand Aurelius with the security guard at the front eyeing him wearily.
After a short intake of breath, Xander approached the tall bulky man.
“Ah, hi, I’m looking for Spike,” Xander said fidgeting nervously.
“And you are?”
“Xander. Xander Harris.”
The security guard had a look of mild surprise on his face when suddenly, the small door behind him swing open
“Finally! Thought you backed out on me there pet,” Spike said grinning at him from where he stood. The grin made Xander grin back.
“Sorry, I was late. Traffic.”
Spike waved his hand in dismissal. “No need to get apologetic on me. Brad his with me. Come on in Xander,” he said waving Xander inside.
Xander stepped in to find himself in a security room out looking the whole casino. He was amazed at how technologically advanced the whole place is with their tight security. Each camera was focusing on each individual player. Xander was impressed.
“Cool huh,” Spike remarked watching him.
“Yeah, I mean wow. Never seen anything quite like it. Closest I came to was watching back to back episodes of Las Vegas,” Xander praised. He heard Spike snort.
“Somehow, I had an idea you would say something like that. Now come on, table’s all set up. Ready to be beaten pet?” Spike smirked.
“Oh no,” Xander retorted. “Be ready for me to kick your ass.”
“Let the games begin.”
A/n: Alright all. I'm going to be away tomorrow so I'll post the game by Wednesday. (hopefully...) Merry Xmas!