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Title: The Grand Aurelius
Author: Solitudecoven
Chapters: Chapter 9/?
Rating: Adult
Paring: Spike/Xander
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
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters and they rightfully belong to Joss Whedon.
Feedback: Very much appreciated
A/n: As promised, Chapter 9. Happy New Year everyone.
Past chapters here



To say Xander was nervous was an understatement. It was more like blown right terrified.

Okay, so that may have been a little exaggerated but it quite fit Xander Harris currently state of mind.

“Stop fidgeting! You’ll be fine!” Oz said exasperated.

“Yes but-,”

“You’ll be fine,” Oz repeated.

“It’s been ages Oz. Ah! Maybe I should call to say I’m sick you know,” Xander said.

“I assure you Xander that’s the last thing you have in mind. It’s just the nerves.”

Xander sighed. He knew Oz was right, canceling the date was the last thing on his mind. In fact he was actually looking forward to it. He hasn’t been on a date since…the first time he had a relationship.

Fear of rejection again had prevented him from seeing any other people. But Spike, well besides not really giving a chance for Xander to say no, there was something about the elder man that drew Xander to him: his classic posse, casual smirk and his excellent poker skills.

The sudden knock on the door stumbled Xander out of his musings before rushing to the door and swung it open. Xander gulped. Is it him or did Spike look exquisitely hot tonight?

Spike was smiling at him. Not the usual smirk or grin he usually gave but a genuine smile. One that melted Xander’s heart.

“Hey there,” Spike said and leaned in to kiss Xander on the cheeks. Xander could feel the heat rising to his face.

“Hey,” he said nervously.

“Shall we go then?” Spike said. Xander could only nod.

* * *
Spike smiled at Xander nervousness when ordering the food and couldn’t help but sigh a mental relief.

He was afraid that Xander would have backed out at the last minute and that would have ruined the plans he had for him. He knew Xander must have had poor relationships in the past to be so insecure of himself. God, he wondered whether Xander realized how beautiful he was.

Probably not, if the way he hunched his shoulders and tried to hide himself from a crowd was anything to go by. And Spike wondered why.
They had ordered their meals and Xander was chatting away about his time in LA about the odd jobs he did and had done. Ranging from pizza delivery boy, to salesman to…

“Stripper?” Spike nearly screeched.

“Yeah,” Xander blushed and quickly tried to change the topic.

Hell no, there was no way Spike was going to let that go.

“What did you have to do?” he asked, and was surprised to find a stab of jealousy coursing through him that other people saw his Xander naked. Wait a minute, his? Spike shook his head.

“Nothing much. Come on, I’ll tell you about it another time okay? It’s just too embarrassing to tell you now,” Xander pleaded and Spike had to grin.

The words another time echoing in his head.

Spike enjoyed the chatter from the other man. He had been afraid that Xander was going to stay on the topic of poker initially and was presently surprise when the topic rose from poker to himself. Spike realized all the younger man needed was a little of confidence and someone to listen too.

While Xander talked about his current life and his- well unique type of friends, Spike noted that Xander never spoke about his family and only of Oz’s. He also realized the boy never mentioned his time at school either and only the fact that he had started playing poker since high school.

He was so caught up by his realizations about the young man in front him that he did not realize that Xander had stopped eating-for he could really eat- and was staring at somebody behind him.

“Riley?”

“Xander.”

Spike snapped back to attention and saw Xander eyes droopeddown a little just like back before when he received a bad hand. Before he could question it, Xander suddenly brightened and stood up.

“Hey how are you doing?”

Spike stood up confused and realized that Xander was not talking to him but someone behind. He turned to face a broad solid man with short brown hair.

“Fine Xan, how about you?” the man asked hesitantly.

“Great,” Xander said a little too happily and Spike found his eyes narrowed to suspicion. He glance back and forth between the two at the awkward silence that suddenly followed and decided to make his appearance known.

He cleared his throat and stood in front of the taller man. “Spike,” he greeted before thrusting his hand out.

Riley seemed to be taken back for a while before shaking his hand. “Riley,” he greeted back. He took one look at the both of them before quickly saying, “Right, see you around then,” he paused before continuing, “It’s nice to see you again Xan.”

With that, he scurried away from the couple. It was merely a whisper but Spike could hear Xander saying quietly, “yeah it was nice to see you again Riley.”

* * *
Lindsey Mcdonald frowned at the picture he was shown. “Are you sure this is the boy?”

“Yes sir, he’s the one who defeated the Master.”

Lindsey suddenly laughed a laugh that frightened the men around him. “Interesting, and to think he was in front of my eyes.”

The man with the black jacket and red necktie look at him curiously. “You know him sir?”

Lindsey studied the black-clad hair and brown eyes under the dim light. The boy seemed pretty, why didn’t he notice before?

“No, but I will more than know him soon,” he smirked. The rest of the men in the same room shivered.

They knew, they were warned about Lindsey’s conquests when he spots a potential treat. They had saw themselves what the man would do to his conquests. Men and women alike had suffered this man’s wrath.

Lindsey looked up at his quivering men. “Let’s make arrangements to go to LA boys.”
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