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Out for a beer part 5/? R

Title: Out for a beer 5/?
Author: spazlady2002      
Pairings: Xander/Spike
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don’t own them, I just like to play with them is all.
Warnings: Slash, angst, AU, bits and pieces of seasons 5,6 and 7.
Summary: This part, Some things come to light
Beta(s): twinsarein and skargasm for without these ladies, there would be no fic.
Notes: ~thoughts~
Word count: WIP

 

“Spike!”

“Spike!” it was like an echo, hearing his name shouted in surprise by two different voices. “Hey, Bit, ears please,” Spike said.

Dawn blushed, as she hugged Spike, still squealing in his ear. “Well you should have thought of that before you disappeared, mister!” she said, then pulled back and whapped him on the arm.

“Sorry, Bit, just had some thinkin’ to do, yeah?”

Hands on her hips, she gave Spike her best glare. “And what was soo important that you couldn’t stop by and say hi?” she demanded.

Spike looked up at Xander, and raised that famous eyebrow. Xander just smiled, and barely nodded his head. Spike looked back at Dawn, “Had ta think if Xander was worth getting involved with.”

“Hey, there is nothing wrong with Xander! Why wouldn’t you want Xander? I’ll have you know, he’s very much with the hotness, his shoulders are broad enough for you to cry on, and his arms are just right to hold you and make you feel safe.” She would have kept going had Xander not clapped a hand over her mouth, and pulled her back against him.

“Whoa, Dawnie, breathe, it’s okay. Spike doesn’t think there is something wrong with me at all.” Xander said, while he looked at Spike.

Spike had the good grace to look sheepish. “’E’s right, Bit, nothin’ wrong with Xan.  Think there’s a whole lot right with him, yeah?”

Dawn’s eyes grew wide, when the realization of Spike’s words sank in. “Oh, oh…so you and Xander…”

“Yeah, Dawnie, Spike and I are gonna see if we can work.” Xander said.

“That’s so cool! ‘Cos you guys look really hot together,” Dawn replied, excitedly bouncing in place. Jumping a few feet away from Xander and Spike, she looked at them with a truly wicked smirk, “I wanna see you guys kiss.”

Spiked looked at Dawn, then at Xander. A shy smile on his face, “I think we can do that.” Spike said, and stepped closer to Xander.

Xander looked almost predatory as he looked Spike in the eyes. His hands came up and framed Spike’s face. “Oh yea, we can,” he whispered, tilting his head down and kissing Spike.  What started out as a gentle press of lips, turned into a hot searing kiss when Xander groaned and Spike mashed them together. You couldn’t tell where one began and one ended.

“Xander!” a voice gasped, behind them.

Dawn, flushed from the amazing show, tried pulling Spike and Xander a part. “Spike, stop,” she whispered, while tugging on his duster.

Finally they pulled a part, a little flushed and a lot out of breath. “What, Bit?” Spike asked.

Dawn just pointed to someone behind Xander. Spike looked around Xan, and his eyes hardened at who he saw.

“Spike!”  Squeaked the voice.

The voice finally penetrated the haze in Xander’s head. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and released it, before turning around. “Hey Wills.”

Willow’s eyes were comically large. “Don’t Wills me, Mister! What is this? Are you gay now? I thought you and Anya were getting back together? Why didn’t you tell me? And with Spike, no less; what were you thinking? Were you thinking at all?” She would have continued with her rant and built up a nice head of steam, had Tara not placed her hand over Willow’s mouth, to stem the flow of words. It was enough for Willow to stop and just stare.

Xander pulled himself together, and turned to face Willow. His back straight, he looked every inch the grown man that he was. “No, Anya and I are not getting back together. No, more Bi than gay. As for Spike and me, well that’s pretty new.”

“Xander, Spike, I’m happy for you.” Tara said.

Willow looked shocked at her girlfriend, “What? No, no we are not happy for them, Tara!” Willow exclaimed, head snapping back to Xander. She was no longer looking shocked, but angry, and “Don’t you ever think, Xander? It’s Spike, an evil, soulless demon!”

“Ta, Red.” Spike said.

Willow rounded on Spike, “And you? How dare you take advantage of Xander! Buffy should have staked you, years ago,” she snapped, reaching into her bag, as she began mumbling under her breath. Tara grabbed Willow’s hand, “Willow, no.” Tara said, in a very firm voice.

Xander looked sadly at Willow and Tara. He reached over and pulled Dawn to him, as Spike stepped around him to stand at his side. Spike pushed Dawn and Xander, behind him. Not wanting either of them to get hurt if Willow snapped.

“Let’s go, Willow, I think we’re going to miss the meeting tonight,” Tara said, and pulled Willow tight to her side, forcing Willow along with her back down the street.

“Wow, who knew Willow could be such a bitch?” Dawn stated.

“Bit!”

“Dawn!”

“What? I’m just saying is all, geez.”

“Bit’s got a point, luv. Red was a might vicious, yeah?” Spike said, and followed Xander and Dawn on their way to the Coffee Shoppe. “I know, Spike. I don’t know what’s wrong with her. It seems that since we brought Buffy back, Willow has been more distant and harsh,” Xander said.

“Kinda like Buffy,” Dawn added.

“Yeah, just like Buffy. I mean, did we do it wrong?” Xander asked quietly.

They stopped outside the Coffee Shoppe, “Look, get ‘ur sugary sweet drinks, n we’ll skip the Scooby meeting, yeah?”   

“I’d like to, but we can’t,” Xander said, as he and Dawn went into the Coffee Shoppe, while Spike stayed outside smoking.

 



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