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The Duke And The Dirtwater Fox

Title: The Duke And The Dirtwater Fox (A VERY LOOSE S/X adaptation of the movie The Duchess And The Dirtwater Fox)
Warnings: HAU, M/M sex, humour, mild violence, swearing, angst, OOC, vague mentions of het sex, prostitution, varying chapter lengths. UNBETA'D. A little use of movie dialogue and songs.
Rating: NC17 overall, various chapters PG-NC17
Pairing: 100% S/X (With vague reference to X/OC, S/OC pre meeting.)
Author: Naughty_Fae
Comments: Comment if you want to, though it would be nice to know someone is reading it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to someone who is not me. I write for fun not profit.

AN 1: Although Sunnydale characters have been used they are NOT necessarily in their Sunnydale persona's.

Note 1: This is set in the West of the 1880's, and it is not meant to be historically accurate. It mentions both the Mormon and Jewish faiths. This is fiction, it is a comedy, no disrespect is meant to either faith.

Note 2: My heartfelt thanks go out to my dear friend Bmblbee, for holding my hand through the writing and posting process. *Hugs*

Note 3: This is a plot driven story. What sex there is happens in the natural course of the plot and as part of Spike and Xander's relationship.

Summary: Xander Harris is a young, charismatic cowboy making his way gambling, petty thieving, womanizing and occasionally rustling through life. When he 'accidentally' steals $40,000 from the hapless Rayne gang, he and his clumsy, near-sighted horse Black Jack are forced to go on the run. He ends up in San Francisco, where he meets the handsome Englishman Spike 'Duke' Quaid, whore, con artist, bar tender and Saloon entertainer and their lives will never be the same.

Chapter 12/18 + Epilogue

Rating: NC17 Overall


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Chapter 12/18 + Epilogue

Rating: NC17 Overall

'You can't hurry love'

As the cheering and clapping died down there were the slow strains of a violin playing *Hava Nagila, to Xander's surpise it was Spike stepped forward and raised is arms.

"Hava Nagila, Hava Nagila." Slowly he sang and moved his arms and twisted his hips.

"Hava Nagila venis mecha." He swayed his arms, clicked his fingers and stomped his foot a broad grin on his face.

"Hava nagila, hava nagila,
Hava nagila venis mecha." He turned in a slow circle. Men formed a big circle around him and moved with him clicking their fingers and stomping their feet.

"Hava neranena, hava neranena,
Hava neranena, venis mecha.
Hava neranena, hava neranena,
Hava neranena, venis mecha."

Women grasped Xander and pushed him into the men's circle and then formed a circle of their own round the men, moving in the opposite direction.

The music began to pick up tempo and Spike singing and movements quickened.

"Uru, uru achim,
Uru achim belev sameach," The tempo picked up more.

A piano joined the violins and the music quickened again..Spike grinned, stomped his feet and danced.

"Hava nagila, hava nagila,
Hava, nagila venis mecha.
Hava nagila, hava nagila,
Hava nagila venis mecha"

"Uru achim belev sameach,"

Spike joined the men's circle beside Xander they ginned at each other and grasped hands, everyone sang.

"Uru achim belev sameach,
Uru achim belev sameach,
Uru achim belev sameach,"

Wilder and wilder the circles turned as the music played faster and faster. Xander joined in the singing, laughing and both men's eyes shone. They were so wrapped up in the dance that they didn't notice the Rayne Gang dive into the room, look round and duck out again.

"Uru achim
Uru achim belev sameach."

The tempo quickened again.

"Hava nagila, hava nagila,
Hava, nagila venis mecha.
Hava nagila, hava nagila,
Hava nagila venis mecha."

Spike danced, sang, stomped his feet and grinned. Xander panted and tried to keep up with him. Wilder and wilder still the circles turned.

"Hava neranena, hava neranena,
Hava neranena, venis mecha.
Hava neranena, hava neranena,
Hava neranena, venis mecha.

The sheriff, deputies and cowboys entered the room, scanned the dancers and left.

"Uru, uru achim,
Uru achim belev sameach,
Uru achim belev sameach,
Uru achim belev sameach,
Uru achim"

Madly the circles spun, people laughed and suddenly the tempo dropped and voices quieted. Spike's lone voice took up the slow refrain.

"Uru achim belev sameach."

People clapped and cheered including Xander, he flopped back into a chair and gasping for breath. The Jewish man who'd greeted them smiled. "Your friend, he can certainly sing and dance." Xander nodded and grinned. "Yeah, he's a surprising fella." Spike sauntered over to Xander barely breathing hard. Behind them the bride and groom led the slower dancing, Spike nodded. "Time to be leavin'." Xander nodded agreement and they made their way to the door. Spike grasped Xander's hat, Xander the bag. At the door the cowboy hesitated, shielded the bag with his body, opened the secret compartment and took out a bundle of the bills, he glanced at Spike, Spike nodded. Xander tossed the money amongst the gifts and quietly they slipped from the room.

Behind them their Jewish friend smiled.

They went down the stairs. "Hell Spike that was great, where you learn to do that?"

"In London, where we lived, I had a lot of Jewish friends." He shrugged. "Got invited to a lot of weddings, picked it up."

"You're an amazing fella, always surprisin me."

Spike studied the cowboy. "So are you Xander, so are you."

Outside they leaned on the hitching rail and looked up and down the street. "Now what?" Spike asked. Xander shrugged. "Both roads out of town are guarded, guess we'll have to find another way." Spike's eyes fell on the smart, new buggy across the street with the fine pair of bay horses and decorated with white ribbons and flowers. Xander followed his gaze and then they grinned at each other.

Spike climbed in the buggy, Xander handed him the large rug from the back and he covered his legs, took off his jacket and Xander handed him the white, lace shawl, he put it over his head. "Damn Spike you make a good lookin' bride." Xander teased. Spike scowled and whupped him up side the head and snatched off his hat and tossed it in the back. Xander took hold of the reins and whistled. Jack came out of hiding and followed behind the buggy. They kept their heads down.

The men guarding the road smiled and moved aside. "It's the Horowitz kids." They nodded and called. "Mazal T'ov kids." Spike and Xander waved as they trotted passed and followed the road out of town.

Sometime during the night Spike and Xander fell asleep. The moon was full and high and the horses plodded along following the road.

Ethan was furious. He knew Xander was somewhere in the town, there was no way he could get passed the guards on the road. He gathered his boys and began to scour the town, they'd find him, even if it took all night.

It was about three hours before sunup that Xander jerked awake, Spike had fallen asleep and lolled against him. He pulled off the road and carefully moved so as not to wake Spike, he settled the blond on the buggy seat and unhitched the team and set them to graze. He unsaddled Jack and got his bedroll and bedded down for what was left of the night near a large rock, and was soon sound asleep.

Ethan and his boys searched all night without luck, at last in desperation he marched up to one of the deputies guarding the road. "Excuse me deputy, the young man turned. "Did a young guy on a black horse leave town last night?"

"Nah," he shook his head. "no-one left town except a buggy with those young Horowitz kids and that was pulled by a couple of bays, had a black horse at the back though." Ethan's jaw tightened. "Did it have any particular markings?" The deputy frowned. "A big twenty one branded on it's ass."

"Son of a Goddamn bitch!" The deputy stared as Ethan tossed his hat in the dust and stomped on it.

It was well passed sun up when Spike was awoken by an irritating rattling noise. He sat up, stretched and looked round, the kid was asleep next to a rock; he scratched his crotch and then squinted as he heard the rattling noise again. Spike froze as a Rattlesnake slithered over the rock, heading straight for Xander. The snake raised it's head and flicked out it's tongue sensing the warm body, Xander moved and the snake rattled. Spike reached into his pocket and took out the derringer and aimed.

The snake struck, Spike fired and Xander leapt to his feet arms flailing.

"Holy shit! Whatya shootin' at me for?" He gasped. "I thought you was asleep." There was the thunder of hooves as the bays disappeared from view. "Aww great you dumb Limey, now we aint got no horses! Whatcha want to play around with guns for?" Spike scowled and put the derringer in his pocket. "I knew I couldn't miss, either way I had to hit a dumb snake." Spike huffed.

"Snake...?" Xander frowned and saw the rattler with it's head blown off. "Arghhh!" He leapt away. Spike smirked and lay down again. "No need to thank me for saving your life."

The gun shot echoed and echoed and echoed round the valley. Xander looked at Spike. "Don't go to sleep!" He grabbed his saddle and threw it on Black Jack. "We've got to get moving, they musta heard that shot a hundred miles away." He tightened the cinch. Spike squinted. "So?"

"So if anyone's after us, you just told them where we are." Spike scrambled from the buggy, grabbing his coat and handing Xander the bag. Xander swung into the saddle, took the bag and then lowered his arm and helped Spike up behind him. "By the way, that was a hell of a shot Spike, thanks for saving my life." Spike grinned. "You're welcome."

The Rayne gang heard the echoing shot and turned their horses toward the sound and broke into a gallop.


*Hava Nagila- An old Jewish song often sung at weddings.

The dance is MY version of the 'Hora' and not meant to be accurate.

I had Neil Diamond's version of Hava Nagila playing as I wrote this, if you want to hear how Spike sang it, I suggest you try and download it.
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