A Different Life

Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters. I’m just borrowing them to write for fun. I am making no profit off of this. Deal.

AN: I’m tired of screwing with things. I’m just going to label the P.O.V.s as I go along. Enjoy and review…

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Ichigos P.O.V.

“So, you mean to tell me that Xander’s power calls to you and Oz to protect him?” I ask, lifting my head up from the table, looking at Shunsui. I frown at him, suddenly wanting to wipe the smirk that was on his face off it.

“Yes, but it also makes us want to…well, to be blunt, fuck him. We want him in our lives and in our bed, if we can get away with it,” Shunsui says, smirking even wider. I groan again, my head thumping on the table with a thud again.

“Why me? Why me?” I mutter softly to myself, wanting to break something. Lifting my head up, I scowl at him before getting up again and walking inside. I find myself watching Oz follow Xander around the kitchen as Xander serves the food to the others.

Raising an eyebrow, I sit down between Kenpachi and Renji, who was smirking at me for some odd reason. Glaring at him, I lean into Kenpachi feeling his energy surround me, comforting the urge to kill Renji.

“What?” I ask him, my eyes narrowing at the smirk that widened. Byakuya looks at him with a questioning gleam in his eyes.

“So, you’re a uke, huh?” the read headed idiot asks, glee evident in the tone of his voice. I can’t help but groan before looking up at Kenpachi who was smirking rather smugly. Sighing softly, I opt to ignore everyone, including the now choking Giles and the fussing Xander hovering over him.


Normal P.O.V.

“Are you okay, Giles?” Xander asks, handing him a napkin to wipe off the spilled tea off of his shirt and chin.

“Yes, yes, I’m fine,” Giles says, wiping off the tea. Smiling, Xander nods before sitting down in his own seat. Sitting down next to him, Oz and Shunsui glare at each other over his head before he broke the silence as he picks up his bowl of rice and chopsticks.

“So, want to tell us the details of what is going in Sunnydale?” he asks. Oz breaks away from the glaring contest and lowers his eyes to Xanders face only to meet with Xander’s lips wrapped around a pair of chopsticks. Shaking his head, he starts to speak.

“Well, as you know, Buffy was supposedly dating Angel. What we didn’t know was that on her birthday, which was the day before Xander left, she and Angel slept together, which caused the curse to disappear faster than a road runner,” Oz says, causing Xander to choke on his miso soup.

“You mean to say that Angelus was the one who saw me off with you two?” he asks after he clears his throat and sips a bit of his own tea.

“Indeed it was. We didn’t know it at the time, but we did find out about it when Buffy told us that she had found him feeding on someone,” Giles says, polishing his glasses, a decidedly Ripperish glint in his eyes. Xander tilts his head to the side, his entire body going still.

“It seems that he was able to fight off the second half of the curse until he made the pact that protects those you care about and yourself as long as you are in the same place as them,” Ox says, his eyes shifting from a soft green to a liquid gold.

“So that means Buffy and Willow are pretty much on their own over there?” Issin asks, looking much like the captain that he once was, even in the Hawaiian shirt and the doctors’ jacket.

“Yeah, they are. At least until I find a way to merge soul and demon together into one,” Xander says, relaxing once more as Giles puts his glasses back on. Oz notices and shifts closer to him, letting his heat help sooth the young hunter. Smiling at him quickly, Xander turns back to the conversation.

Byakuya puts his cup down before gazing around at the others. Shunsui was alternating between glaring at Oz and watching every little move that Xander made. Ichigo and Kenpachi were trying to ignore the others and enjoy their food. Issin was watching Oz continue to eat, his eyes curious. The two girls had left after the conversation had taken a serious turn, not wanting to be there for this. They enjoyed their simple lives, no need to complicate them with adult things.

“Those two both deserve it for the way they’ve been acting,” Giles mutters, his voice darker then before.

“So what are you guys planning on doing?” Kenpachi asks suddenly. Xander sighs softly and leans back in his chair, one hand coming up to tug on the end of his ponytail.

“I don’t know about those two,” he says, pointing to Giles and Oz, “but this weekend I plan on going to Soul Society to see if they have some texts that I could use.”

”I’m going to relax and catch up on the needed work for school,” Oz replies softly, causing Xander to blink at him owlishly, astonished that Oz was doing so much of the talking. Oz noticing the look he was getting leant closer and spoke softly to him “Yes, I can string words together,” smirking at the blush his words put on Xander’s face.

“I’ll be setting up my personal library and find a place to set up a magic shop. Somewhere near the downtown district,” Giles says, leaning back and wiping his mouth with a smile. “I figured that I can open it soon since I have the money to do it. I will also be looking for a place for me and Oz to live so that we don’t need to stay with Urahara-san for very long.”

“Speaking of Urahara, where did those three get to?” Ichigo asks, looking around, not seeing Urahara and the two kids anywhere.

“He said something about getting the rooms ready for these two” Renji replies finishing his rice before finishing his miso.

“Ah,” Ichigo says going back to the last of his food. Byakuya puts down his rice bowl before looking at Giles for a moment.

“You said something about the two girls deserving everything they got due to their attitudes. What did you mean with that?” he asks softly, his eyes flickering to Xander as he put down his own empty dishes.

“He meant the way they were treating me while I was there,” he says softly his eyes slightly sad.

“How did they treat you?” Kenpachi asks softly, causing the other shinigami to look at him oddly.

“They treated me like I wasn’t useful in any capacity, including as a friend. I was the normal one, the one who always got in the way,” he starts, playing with his tea cup. “Buffy is the slayer, the girl with a destiny to die at a young age but hasn’t yet because she had us behind her. Willow is the budding witch who already has a magic addiction that will turn on her soon enough. I also attracted demons due to my status as a demon hunter, but they never tried to figure out why I did.”

“I actually was trying to figure out why he was attracting so many demons. Unfortunately, it never once occurred to me that he was a demon hunter,” Giles says, smiling ruefully at everyone.

“I was wondering why he always smelled like cat nip,” Oz admits, shrugging his shoulder.

“Anyways, they often tried to make me stay home. Those days I went out and let myself be me while they fought the minions,” Xander says, blushing softly at Oz’s comment. “I would let my glamour down, only keeping on my power suppresser and then go out and find demons that were planning on making trouble. I would either get them to leave, sign a peace treaty or kill them, depending on what was needed. I made five treaties in the time that Buffy was around. During that time, I usually lured the nasty ones to her in my own way. It was rather fun to do that to her.”

Shunsui snickers softly into his tea cup as he watches Oz smirk and Giles mutter and polish his glasses. Renji lets out a loud laugh as his lover smirks behind his cup, his eyes dancing. Issin starts on how Xander was so smart and cunning, causing Ichigo to roll his eyes and smack his father up side the head. Kenpachi grins at Xander, making him think of a blood thirsty cat. A very large, blood thirsty cat.

“So, do you ever plan on going back to Sunnydale?” Shunsui asks after the laughter died out. Xander looks at him, a smirk of pure mischief on his lips.

“Sure. When hell freezes over,” he says, setting off another round of laughter and snide remarks. All in all, it was a normal lunch in the Kurosaki household.