Chapters: Chapter 11/?
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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A/n: Sorry for the extremely late update. Blame it on torchwood, it stole my muse.
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Spike quirked his eyebrows up at Oz.
“Something I should know about this Riley?” he asked.
Oz seemed a little taken back at the sight of Spike but immediately recovered.
“No,” seemed to think better of it before saying, “yes. Well, Riley is…It’s not my place to tell,” Oz said, his gaze sliding to Xander.
“It’s alright Oz, I just told Spike Riley was my ex,” Xander assured, a tentative smile on his face.
Oz nodded but Xander noticed he still looked a little tensed. “Tell you what, why don’t we go inside and you tell us what you heard about Riley back in town and why isn’t that a good thing?”
When he saw Oz looking at him strangely, Xander added, “Besides the obvious.”
As they all settled into the living room, Oz began. “Luke informed me that Lindsey Mcdonald has come here to look for young poker players to play against Caleb.”
Xander shivered, the latter name catching his attention. Caleb.
He heard about the man before, was warned about him about how dangerous and cruel the man could be. Heard stories of men and women alike being tortured by him. He was an equivalent to the mafia.
“Mcdonald? Bloody hell, can’t I ever escape that bloke?” Spike seemed to pause for a while before the other name sunk, “Caleb? Heard about him before. Angel seemed to be really weary about that man more than Mcdonald himself. But what’s this have to do with Riley?”
“Riley is working for Lindsey, looking for young poker players to be guinea pigs,” Oz said and turned a worried glance to Xander.
“Look Xan, I think you should be careful. I got this feeling that Riley might be looking for you. Luke hinted he might have.”
Xander shook his head. “I don’t think so, I met with Riley just now. He didn’t look as though he was looking for me or anything.”
Oz wasn’t a little bit relieved. “Look Xan, just keep a look out alright?”
Xander nodded. He knew that Oz was worried about him. The relationship he had with Riley was a terrifying one that had broken his heart, and he knew ever since then, Oz had taken an oath to look after him.
It was nice; it was just like having an elder brother he never had.
“So, let me get this straight. Riley is back in town working for Lindsey Mcdonald to look for young poker players to play in an underground game against one of the most fearful mafia?” Spike asked frowning in thought but continued when both men nodded.
“Bloody hell! I always knew that arrogant bloke always had something up his sleeves. But to hire young poker players to play against a dangerous gang, that’s outrages!”
Spike suddenly shot up from the seat he was sitting on and started pacing. He had to contact Angel immediately. To play against the mafia was something that could kill someone. After all, both he and Angel knew that first hand…
He shook his head; this wasn’t the time to think about the past.
Spike stopped pacing and turned to face Xander. “Look pet, I got to contact my business partner Angel and warn him about this first. I’ll be back as soon as I can alright?”
Xander nodded his head and grinned slightly at him. “Yeah, I’ll send you out.”
As they reached the front porch, Spike suddenly turned around and gave Xander a peck on the lips.
“W-what was that for?” Xander stuttered.
Spike grinned at him. “For the quick haste. I’ll see you soon pet?”
Spike couldn’t help but grin wider at the shy, bashful smile Xander gave in return. “Yeah, see you soon.”
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Angel picked up his office phone distractedly. “Hello?”
Ah, just what he needed, he thought sarcastically.
“Spike,” he greeted.
“Look, I want information and I want it now. What do you know of Caleb?”
Angel sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Somehow, he expected this coming.
“Look Spike, you don’t have to worry about a thing. I have it all under control.”
“Under control?” Spike yelled into the phone causing Angel to flinch. “I tell you what’s under control mate, Lindsey Mcdonald is right now in LA looking for young, unaware, oblivious poker players looking to play against a dangerous mafia and you’re telling me it’s under control? Do you have any idea what this kids can get into. Bloody hell! For all I know their heads could end up in front of their ignorant parents houses!”
Angel winced. He knew Spike was right. A glance at the picture at the side of his table told him that if he didn’t settle the feud both Mcdonald and Caleb were having, Spike would kill him- literally.
“Spike, I’ll settle it. You’re in LA now right? Stay there, I’ll be coming over once I run through things with Cordy, make sure things won’t get too messy when we’re gone.”
“Well you better get here soon poofter, because I have a really bad feeling about this,” Spike growled as he hung up his phone.
Angel sighed as he placed the headset back onto the receiver.
He knew why Lindsey was looking for all these young poker players. They were guinea pigs so that he could watch how Caleb played in a game, so that he was able to catch all the signals Caleb made when he had a good hand or a bad one.
Why not send in young poker players desperate to make any sort of money?
The thing was playing poker was an addicting game; it was just like a drug: once you start, you can never stop. Once you lose, you won’t stop until you can win.
Men like Caleb exploit this on people. Young preys especially always falling into the hands of making money. It was scary how much money Caleb would loan a person; luring them into betting more and more until the loan became so big it was hard to pay back.
And if you couldn’t pay back? Well, you have to pay with your life.
Oh, and Angel knew this first hand. He had the scars to prove this after all.
He had heard that both Lindsey Mcdonald and Caleb had a petty competition for territory space in a part of LA and had decided to settle this in a game of poker.
It was stupid really, wasting lives on such pettiness, but then again, many wars had started with such pettiness as well.
Angel knew he had to stop this from getting further. His source had informed him that a young girl almost had to sell her body for money if it weren’t for his informer giving her money to pay back the loan.
Angel understood the desperation. He also understood how cruel Caleb can get if he wants something to remain his own.
Caleb wouldn’t just give Lindsey his territory. Somehow another, there would probably be a fight-with many lives lost.
A/n 2: Alright guys, I'm so sorry that the relationship between Spike and Xander is taking so long to process. But don't worry. It eventually will.