Saying It With Flowers
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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
16
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2,157
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68
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Saying It With Flowers
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Xander/William
Rating: G then R then NC17 ( but not till later…..he he he)
Author: Mightbeme
E-mail: Lee_Michelle_t@hotmail.com
Feedback: Yes please
Disclaimer: Not mine, don’t own em (pout…stamps foot….dammit) they belong to Joss etc.
Spoilers: Up to Grave and then we take a left and head off road.
Thanks: To my wonderful friend Meg for encouraging me to finish this and for being the best beta in the world.
Notes: Thoughts in * * flashbacks in # #
Saying It With Flowers
Africa
The dark became absolute as Spike entered the cave, he stumbled slightly, his boots scuffed the dirt floor disturbing the silence. Flicking his lighter on, he cast the fickle light around the cave. Bloody paintings on the walls wavered eerily in the fluttering light. A sudden gust of wind plunged him into total darkness again and he started as a demon’s voice broke the silence….. certain death in its gravely voice.
“You seek me vampire”
“You do the finger paintings? nice work”
Green glowing eyes appeared through the gloom, the demon’s body blurred by the darkness.
“Answer me”
“Yeah I seek you”
Anger laid bare in the demon’s voice, that a vampire had dared his sanctuary.
“Something about a woman, the slayer”
Spike’s head dropped in agreement, he burned with shame remembering Buffy’s dismissal of him. Loathing for himself and the slayer seeped into his voice as he admitted it.
“Thinks she’s better than me, ever since I got this bleeding chip in me head, things aint been right. Everything’s gone to hell.”
“And you want to return to your former self”
“Yeah”
Cold laughter, like ice breaking whipped over Spike, the demon’s scorn evident in the crackling sound.
“What?”
“Look at what she’s reduced you to”
“Its this bloody chip”
Derisively the demon interrupted Spike and the darkness coiled tighter around the two figures.
“You were a legendary dark warrior and you let yourself be castrated. And you have the audacity to crawl in here and demand restoration.”
“I’m still a warrior”
“You’re a pathetic excuse for a demon”
“Yeah I’ll show you pathetic, give me your best shot”
“You’d never endure the trials required to grant your request”
“Do your worst, but when I win….. I want what I came here for”
Contempt glowed in the demon’s eyes, the vampire before him had already sealed his fate. He allowed himself a moment of satisfaction, the trials would be no more than entertainment.
“Bitch is gonna see a change”
Flash forward
Body aching Spike lay on the ground, blood covered him, his own and others. The sound of footsteps reached his ears and he stared up into the glowing green eyes of the demon.
“You have endured the required trials”
Exhaustion burned through him as he struggled to lift his head.
“Bloody right I have”
Every muscle screamed in pain as he forced himself to roll over onto his hands and knees. He pushed himself up to kneel before the demon.
“So you’ll give me what I want. Make me what I was. So Buffy can get what she deserves.”
The demon’s eyes glowed in veiled triumph over Spike’s downcast head.
“Very well”
Spike looked up, made wary by the gloating in the gravely voice.
“We will return…”
The demon reached out a scaled hand and placed it on Spike’s chest.
“Your soul and your humanity”
The vampire screamed as the hand on its chest glowed, fire erupted inside him as the demon’s energy burned his essence. Magical flame raced through the host body as the vampire inhabitant disintegrated. The body sagged but the demon still held him upright, calling the soul back into its vessel. The long unused heart lurched then beat slowly coming back to normal under the demon’s influence. Innocent blue eyes opened in confusion and stared up at his saviour. The demon finished and the man fell back onto his haunches, cowering away from the dark figure that loomed over him.
“Where..where am I……who..who am I”
“You are of little consequence to me worm, return whence you came from. Give the slayer her reward”
One hand lifted and energy cascaded in waves over the cowering human, the world fell away and the demon laughed, the sound echoing in William’s ears.
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Sunnydale William
Hard solid ground rushed up to greet me as I fell, the contact knocked the wind out of my lungs. A groan of pain erupted as I tried to move, every muscle in my body was aching and tired. I could only lay sprawled out in utter abandon on the hard ground, wondering where it was I’d had been sent to. The ground underneath felt barely warm, like the sun had set long ago and the night had leached the very heat from it. My mind wandered and I felt myself drift towards unconsciousness, though I fought to stay awake. With an effort that took nearly everything I had I cracked my eyes open for a moment and through the haze saw I was laying on a street. It was indeed night and comforting light streamed out of the shop window nearby. The place looked vaguely familiar and I racked my brain to remember where I was. I could hear muffled voices nearby and I could only lay in silent misery as they came nearer.
“What the fuck…Spike”
A familiar voice, a familiar tone assaulted my ears and I struggled to open my eyes to see who had found me. A man crouched down beside me, his face hard, dark hair, dark eyes, hatred burning there in those deep pools. I couldn’t help but wonder what I’d done to inspire such deep abiding loathing.
“Got what you deserved huh, wish I could’ve been there to see that fangless. Must have been quite a sight.”
“Xan what are you doing…..Oh my god …..Spike”
A softer voice and a blonde girl appeared over the man’s shoulder, she looked vaguely familiar but I couldn’t place her.
“What happened to him”?
The dark haired man shrugged indifferently, he glanced back at the girl and stood.
“Do we really care, come on lets go”
“Xander” she said, clearly shocked by his reaction, as if this wasn’t like him to leave someone in need.
“We can’t just leave him like this, he’s hurt”
“So what Buffy, after everything he’s done to us, we should what…..give a damm…..care?”
Tears threatened to spill, a wave of sadness sweeping through her at her friend’s reaction. He rolled his eyes and shook his head resignedly.
“Oh for……alright I’ll take him back to his crypt and leave him there”
Crouching back down he slid his arm under my shoulder, I shuddered as the rough touch ran across the welts on my back sending sharp busts of pain through me. Suddenly the man stiffened and I could hear the shock in his voice as he looked up at the girl.
“Fuck….Buffy he’s warm”
“That’s not possible Xan, vampires don’t have body heat, maybe he’s sick, he must have a fever or something.”
“Buffy he only looks like he’s had the crap kicked outa him, not like he’s sick”
The blonde girl crouched down and laid her hand on my forehead, feeling my temperature before moving that hand to my neck. She left it there for a second, the steady beat of my pulse shocked her and she pulled away like she’d been stung.
“I don’t believe it, his hearts beating…..he’s alive”
I felt his hands let go for a second and I was nearly dropped, but he stiffened and his free hand touched my neck, feeling for the strong beat there. I had no idea why they would think I was dead, when I was very much alive. I closed my eyes and drifted off their words fading in and out.
“Jesus Christ…..Buffy how did that happen, you can’t be a vampire one minute and they go presto chango …now I’m a human.”
“I don’t know Xan but he is alive, you can’t take him to the crypt. He’s pretty banged up maybe we should take him to the hospital”
“Ok so I’ll take him to the emergency room and dump him there”
“But he’s got no id, if we take him to hospital and leave him there he could end up god knows where…..deported maybe”
He stood heaving me up in his arms, the jerky movement rousing me and I shivered at the anger in his voice.
“Well what do you want me to do with him, take him to your place”
“No”
“I thought so…..you want me to take him to my place don’t you”
The girl looked away, ashamed, she swallowed nervously and tried to explain.
“Be reasonable Xander, he can’t stay with me. Besides the fact that Dawn’s still very unhappy with him, it’d be just too uncomfortable for me to have him staying with us. I dumped him, I don’t want him to get the wrong idea from staying in my house. Anyway’s not like I have room for him.”
“What and I do………. you think I want him with me, you want to talk about uncomfortable. He had sex with my fiancée…..I think that beats yours hands down. Why can’t he have Willow’s room”?
“Because….because, Giles called and said she’d be back in a day or two”
The dark haired man’s voice was like ice as he started walking, carrying me towards a truck parked down the block. I winced as the movement aggravated my wounds.
“Alright, I get it Buffy….he’ll have to stay with me….for now, but as soon as he’s better he’s gone”
“I’ll call you tomorrow Xander”
I was none to gently put into the truck, the door slamming as the man glared back at his companion.
“You do that Buffy”
The trip was a blur, I leant into the truck’s door and shuddered through every bump and dip in the road until we pulled up. I leaned my head against the glass grateful that the worst was over. The door opened suddenly and I was falling, caught by strong arms that gathered me up as though I weighed nothing. I felt myself carried then lowered and a soft pillow under my head, I sighed and tried to sleep.
A warm wet feeling like a cloth roughly wiping over my chest and neck woke me and I blearily opened my eyes to see the man. A frown marred his handsome face as he cleaned the blood and sweat from my body.
“Don’t get too comfortable there Spike, you’re not staying. As soon as I get you cleaned up you can sleep in my spare room, also known as my former closet. And don’t bother to complain about the accommodations or you can just leave.”
#I’m not staying with him#
#I have a friend who's coming to town and I'd like us to be alone. #
#Oh you mean an orgasm friend? #
#Yes that's exactly the most appalling thing you could have said#
# He's not roaming around - he stays with me he's gonna get tied up again. #
#What about us, our romantic evening? #
#I'm not having these two shag while I'm tied to a chair three feet away#
I watched in silence as he spoke, his voice overlaid by the ones in my head. His tone was icy as he roughly cleaned and then bandaged my wounds. That done he hauled me to my feet, I leant unsteadily on him as he walked me slowly to the open door of a small room. A cot was set up, pillow and blankets spread upon it in the narrow confines, a lamp as well was on the floor beside the bed. My host none to gently set me down and threw the blanket over me, he went to turn away but I spoke and he turned back.
“Umm?”
He frowned at the question in my voice.
“What Spike”
“Who’s Spike?”
The frown turned to surprise, and then he tilted his head to the side, dark eyes considering me.
“Geez you must have been hit harder than I thought…. you’re Spike, that’s your name”
It was my turn to frown as I tried the name on in my mind, turning it around until I discarded it in favour of my own name.
“No it can’t be…..my name is William”
tbc
Pairing: Xander/William
Rating: G then R then NC17 ( but not till later…..he he he)
Author: Mightbeme
E-mail: Lee_Michelle_t@hotmail.com
Feedback: Yes please
Disclaimer: Not mine, don’t own em (pout…stamps foot….dammit) they belong to Joss etc.
Spoilers: Up to Grave and then we take a left and head off road.
Thanks: To my wonderful friend Meg for encouraging me to finish this and for being the best beta in the world.
Notes: Thoughts in * * flashbacks in # #
Saying It With Flowers
Africa
The dark became absolute as Spike entered the cave, he stumbled slightly, his boots scuffed the dirt floor disturbing the silence. Flicking his lighter on, he cast the fickle light around the cave. Bloody paintings on the walls wavered eerily in the fluttering light. A sudden gust of wind plunged him into total darkness again and he started as a demon’s voice broke the silence….. certain death in its gravely voice.
“You seek me vampire”
“You do the finger paintings? nice work”
Green glowing eyes appeared through the gloom, the demon’s body blurred by the darkness.
“Answer me”
“Yeah I seek you”
Anger laid bare in the demon’s voice, that a vampire had dared his sanctuary.
“Something about a woman, the slayer”
Spike’s head dropped in agreement, he burned with shame remembering Buffy’s dismissal of him. Loathing for himself and the slayer seeped into his voice as he admitted it.
“Thinks she’s better than me, ever since I got this bleeding chip in me head, things aint been right. Everything’s gone to hell.”
“And you want to return to your former self”
“Yeah”
Cold laughter, like ice breaking whipped over Spike, the demon’s scorn evident in the crackling sound.
“What?”
“Look at what she’s reduced you to”
“Its this bloody chip”
Derisively the demon interrupted Spike and the darkness coiled tighter around the two figures.
“You were a legendary dark warrior and you let yourself be castrated. And you have the audacity to crawl in here and demand restoration.”
“I’m still a warrior”
“You’re a pathetic excuse for a demon”
“Yeah I’ll show you pathetic, give me your best shot”
“You’d never endure the trials required to grant your request”
“Do your worst, but when I win….. I want what I came here for”
Contempt glowed in the demon’s eyes, the vampire before him had already sealed his fate. He allowed himself a moment of satisfaction, the trials would be no more than entertainment.
“Bitch is gonna see a change”
Flash forward
Body aching Spike lay on the ground, blood covered him, his own and others. The sound of footsteps reached his ears and he stared up into the glowing green eyes of the demon.
“You have endured the required trials”
Exhaustion burned through him as he struggled to lift his head.
“Bloody right I have”
Every muscle screamed in pain as he forced himself to roll over onto his hands and knees. He pushed himself up to kneel before the demon.
“So you’ll give me what I want. Make me what I was. So Buffy can get what she deserves.”
The demon’s eyes glowed in veiled triumph over Spike’s downcast head.
“Very well”
Spike looked up, made wary by the gloating in the gravely voice.
“We will return…”
The demon reached out a scaled hand and placed it on Spike’s chest.
“Your soul and your humanity”
The vampire screamed as the hand on its chest glowed, fire erupted inside him as the demon’s energy burned his essence. Magical flame raced through the host body as the vampire inhabitant disintegrated. The body sagged but the demon still held him upright, calling the soul back into its vessel. The long unused heart lurched then beat slowly coming back to normal under the demon’s influence. Innocent blue eyes opened in confusion and stared up at his saviour. The demon finished and the man fell back onto his haunches, cowering away from the dark figure that loomed over him.
“Where..where am I……who..who am I”
“You are of little consequence to me worm, return whence you came from. Give the slayer her reward”
One hand lifted and energy cascaded in waves over the cowering human, the world fell away and the demon laughed, the sound echoing in William’s ears.
-----------------------------------------
Sunnydale William
Hard solid ground rushed up to greet me as I fell, the contact knocked the wind out of my lungs. A groan of pain erupted as I tried to move, every muscle in my body was aching and tired. I could only lay sprawled out in utter abandon on the hard ground, wondering where it was I’d had been sent to. The ground underneath felt barely warm, like the sun had set long ago and the night had leached the very heat from it. My mind wandered and I felt myself drift towards unconsciousness, though I fought to stay awake. With an effort that took nearly everything I had I cracked my eyes open for a moment and through the haze saw I was laying on a street. It was indeed night and comforting light streamed out of the shop window nearby. The place looked vaguely familiar and I racked my brain to remember where I was. I could hear muffled voices nearby and I could only lay in silent misery as they came nearer.
“What the fuck…Spike”
A familiar voice, a familiar tone assaulted my ears and I struggled to open my eyes to see who had found me. A man crouched down beside me, his face hard, dark hair, dark eyes, hatred burning there in those deep pools. I couldn’t help but wonder what I’d done to inspire such deep abiding loathing.
“Got what you deserved huh, wish I could’ve been there to see that fangless. Must have been quite a sight.”
“Xan what are you doing…..Oh my god …..Spike”
A softer voice and a blonde girl appeared over the man’s shoulder, she looked vaguely familiar but I couldn’t place her.
“What happened to him”?
The dark haired man shrugged indifferently, he glanced back at the girl and stood.
“Do we really care, come on lets go”
“Xander” she said, clearly shocked by his reaction, as if this wasn’t like him to leave someone in need.
“We can’t just leave him like this, he’s hurt”
“So what Buffy, after everything he’s done to us, we should what…..give a damm…..care?”
Tears threatened to spill, a wave of sadness sweeping through her at her friend’s reaction. He rolled his eyes and shook his head resignedly.
“Oh for……alright I’ll take him back to his crypt and leave him there”
Crouching back down he slid his arm under my shoulder, I shuddered as the rough touch ran across the welts on my back sending sharp busts of pain through me. Suddenly the man stiffened and I could hear the shock in his voice as he looked up at the girl.
“Fuck….Buffy he’s warm”
“That’s not possible Xan, vampires don’t have body heat, maybe he’s sick, he must have a fever or something.”
“Buffy he only looks like he’s had the crap kicked outa him, not like he’s sick”
The blonde girl crouched down and laid her hand on my forehead, feeling my temperature before moving that hand to my neck. She left it there for a second, the steady beat of my pulse shocked her and she pulled away like she’d been stung.
“I don’t believe it, his hearts beating…..he’s alive”
I felt his hands let go for a second and I was nearly dropped, but he stiffened and his free hand touched my neck, feeling for the strong beat there. I had no idea why they would think I was dead, when I was very much alive. I closed my eyes and drifted off their words fading in and out.
“Jesus Christ…..Buffy how did that happen, you can’t be a vampire one minute and they go presto chango …now I’m a human.”
“I don’t know Xan but he is alive, you can’t take him to the crypt. He’s pretty banged up maybe we should take him to the hospital”
“Ok so I’ll take him to the emergency room and dump him there”
“But he’s got no id, if we take him to hospital and leave him there he could end up god knows where…..deported maybe”
He stood heaving me up in his arms, the jerky movement rousing me and I shivered at the anger in his voice.
“Well what do you want me to do with him, take him to your place”
“No”
“I thought so…..you want me to take him to my place don’t you”
The girl looked away, ashamed, she swallowed nervously and tried to explain.
“Be reasonable Xander, he can’t stay with me. Besides the fact that Dawn’s still very unhappy with him, it’d be just too uncomfortable for me to have him staying with us. I dumped him, I don’t want him to get the wrong idea from staying in my house. Anyway’s not like I have room for him.”
“What and I do………. you think I want him with me, you want to talk about uncomfortable. He had sex with my fiancée…..I think that beats yours hands down. Why can’t he have Willow’s room”?
“Because….because, Giles called and said she’d be back in a day or two”
The dark haired man’s voice was like ice as he started walking, carrying me towards a truck parked down the block. I winced as the movement aggravated my wounds.
“Alright, I get it Buffy….he’ll have to stay with me….for now, but as soon as he’s better he’s gone”
“I’ll call you tomorrow Xander”
I was none to gently put into the truck, the door slamming as the man glared back at his companion.
“You do that Buffy”
The trip was a blur, I leant into the truck’s door and shuddered through every bump and dip in the road until we pulled up. I leaned my head against the glass grateful that the worst was over. The door opened suddenly and I was falling, caught by strong arms that gathered me up as though I weighed nothing. I felt myself carried then lowered and a soft pillow under my head, I sighed and tried to sleep.
A warm wet feeling like a cloth roughly wiping over my chest and neck woke me and I blearily opened my eyes to see the man. A frown marred his handsome face as he cleaned the blood and sweat from my body.
“Don’t get too comfortable there Spike, you’re not staying. As soon as I get you cleaned up you can sleep in my spare room, also known as my former closet. And don’t bother to complain about the accommodations or you can just leave.”
#I’m not staying with him#
#I have a friend who's coming to town and I'd like us to be alone. #
#Oh you mean an orgasm friend? #
#Yes that's exactly the most appalling thing you could have said#
# He's not roaming around - he stays with me he's gonna get tied up again. #
#What about us, our romantic evening? #
#I'm not having these two shag while I'm tied to a chair three feet away#
I watched in silence as he spoke, his voice overlaid by the ones in my head. His tone was icy as he roughly cleaned and then bandaged my wounds. That done he hauled me to my feet, I leant unsteadily on him as he walked me slowly to the open door of a small room. A cot was set up, pillow and blankets spread upon it in the narrow confines, a lamp as well was on the floor beside the bed. My host none to gently set me down and threw the blanket over me, he went to turn away but I spoke and he turned back.
“Umm?”
He frowned at the question in my voice.
“What Spike”
“Who’s Spike?”
The frown turned to surprise, and then he tilted his head to the side, dark eyes considering me.
“Geez you must have been hit harder than I thought…. you’re Spike, that’s your name”
It was my turn to frown as I tried the name on in my mind, turning it around until I discarded it in favour of my own name.
“No it can’t be…..my name is William”
tbc