Old Enemies... (S/X)
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Old Enemies Part 15
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Part 15
Harris slid as carefully as he could from the bed, not wanting to wake Spike unnecessarily. He still had a few hours before his next signing and while he did want to spend them with the blond, he didn’t figure on Spike having much interest in his bathroom time.
Wrong.
One blue eye cracked, taking in that long line of back, butt and thigh he loved so much. “Goin’ somewhere, pet?” he murmured sleepily, one hand stroking lightly over his own stomach. “Shower time?”
Harris chuckled at the raised eyebrow and tried to will his cock down. “Not yet, Spike… but I’m human, here. I need to use the facilities, alright?”
The vampire puzzled through that for a moment then wrinkled his nose. “Right. I’ll just stay here and laze about in this night warm spot you left me, then.” His eye closed again and he settled into the recently vacated space, purring softly.
The brunette laughed softly and went on. It wasn’t until he finished his needed business that he noticed his cell phone still charging on the counter. Maybe he should… His face hardened a bit and he nodded to himself. He would. He wanted… needed… to know.
* * * * *
He was frowning slightly as he hit the end call button and set his cell down to charge again. Not frowning because he didn’t believe her, but because he did. She’d never been able to lie well, and still couldn’t.
They really hadn’t known.
Of course, they did now, and he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. Hell, for all he knew, Spike hadn’t WANTED anyone to know. And if that was so…
Harris sighed. He’d have to tell him and just… hope for the best. It wasn’t like he’d planned on spilling a secret, after all.
Spike cocked his head, a quizzical expression on his face as Xander stepped from the bathroom. “ ‘s not that I don’t want you ta have other friends, luv, but… who were you talkin’ ta in there?”
He’d really hoped the vampire would still be sleeping, but obviously not. Harris sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at the carpet between his feet. “I… may have done something stupid, Spike,” he said quietly. “I mean really, REALLY stupid. Donut-boy-Zeppo stupid. Not me NOW-stupid…”
The blond shrugged. He’d actually dozed off for a few minutes after Xan closed the bathroom door, but he’d woken when the man’s voice rose from a soft murmur behind the wood. He moved his hand, placing it on the brunette’s side and stroking lightly. “Doubt that, pet. You’re one of th’ smarter blokes I’ve met. Just took a while for you ta grow inta it. Best sellin’ author an’ such, yeah?”
Harris smiled a little and leaned slightly into the roaming hand. “Yeah, well,” he admitted after a moment, “Still kinda feel like the old me sometimes, and this would be one of them. Spike, I… I called Willow to find out why nobody told me you were alive. I guess… you didn’t want them to know, though.” He sighed hopelessly. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have.”
“No…” Spike nearly whispered, his head spinning suddenly. “No, you… couldn’t know… Red’s alive? I mean she’s not dead? Still… runnin’ about castin’ spells an’… Red’s alive?”
He’d been so sure they’d all be dead by now. He’d been SURE! And maybe he’d figured on a few of the baby Slayers still knocking about, but… “Who else?” he demanded harshly, sitting up as his fingers dug slightly into tanned ribs. “Who else is still alive, Xander?”
His eye was wide as he turned to face his lover. “You didn’t know… you really thought… and even ME, and… is that why the… this?” He blinked repeatedly, promising himself he wouldn’t cry. “Because you thought I was… the only one left… the last… but I’m not her, am I? And she’s alive and now you… know it, and… Gods, I should never have… never… this. You. US. And why would you want… crippled… half blind… broken… wrecked…” He stood, backing away from the bed as the words poured from him on a river of self-loathing. “I… you sh-should… leave now, Spike. Please.”
His brow furrowed as he tried to figure out what the HELL his love was talking about, even while he processed the shock at knowing at least some of the others had survived. It had him almost defeated, though. This version of Xander-babble was foreign to him. So foreign, in fact, that it took him a good few seconds to realize the young man was backing away from him.
“Luv… what’s goin’ on with you?” he asked softly, rolling from the bed and moving towards him. “I’ll admit it’s a bit of a shock ta know Red’s still alive an’ kickin’, but what the bloody hell does that have ta do with you an’ me?”
Harris stepped back every time Spike stepped forward, until he found himself nearly sitting on the dresser. “N-not Willow! BUFFY!” he shouted, the tears finally spilling from his eye. “YOU LOVE HER! And she’s ALIVE, damn it! And now I’m gonna l-lose you again, and I just found you! Just found out what could be, and… I CAN’T STAND IT!”
He couldn’t have kept himself from catching the younger man as he started to collapse. Even if he hadn’t loved him to distraction he couldn’t have helped it. But as he did love Xander so deeply, he moved with all the speed one of his kind could and gathered the bloke into his arms, lowering them both to the floor.
Long, pale legs wrapped around the larger man, arms cradling him close and tight. “Luv… pet… Xander… No… No. Just… NO!” he spoke sincerely, lips pressing small, soft kisses to slightly clammy skin. “Didn’t know, luv… never knew what luv was… thought I did, but never knew it. Not til you.” He smiled softly, still placing those soft, sweet kisses against his beloved’s face. “Knew I luved you, Xan… even before I burned. Knew it soon as I saw how you acted after that soddin’ prat took your eye. Still so strong, so carin’… never givin’ up, never wantin’ ta use your war wound as an excuse ta take it easy.”
He held him tighter, lips a mere hairsbreadth from warm lips. “You had the heart of a warrior, luv… an’ once I saw it, I couldn’t luv anyone else. Not even th’ soddin’ Slayer.” He nodded seriously when the soft, weepy brown eye opened to glance ashamedly at him. “Knew you were there, Xan,” he whispered, his voice dropping to a level better for intimate confidences. “At th’ end. Knew you were there. I could smell you. Knew th’ Slayer didn’t luv me because she never had th’ heart you did. Knew YOU could never luv me. Hated me, you did. But I saw you at th’ end.”
“You were standin’ there at th’ top of th’ stairs, tryin’ ta hide. Made me so jealous, knowin’ it was because you cared so much for her an’ not at all for me.” Spike sighed. “But I could give myself ta the fire an’ hope it’d give YOU a chance, couldn’t I? Even knowin’ ya’d never know how much you’d come ta mean ta me.” He smiled a bit. “An’ so I did. Saved th’ world in fire an’ pain… just so I’d know you’d live that little while longer.”
(A/N: Thanks to those who have taken the time to review this fic. As it's my first ever Spander fic, it is truly appreciated. Sadly, my posting has almost overtaken the writing I've done so far, so it may be a few days before the next part. More reviews might make me write faster. *hint hint*)
Part 15
Harris slid as carefully as he could from the bed, not wanting to wake Spike unnecessarily. He still had a few hours before his next signing and while he did want to spend them with the blond, he didn’t figure on Spike having much interest in his bathroom time.
Wrong.
One blue eye cracked, taking in that long line of back, butt and thigh he loved so much. “Goin’ somewhere, pet?” he murmured sleepily, one hand stroking lightly over his own stomach. “Shower time?”
Harris chuckled at the raised eyebrow and tried to will his cock down. “Not yet, Spike… but I’m human, here. I need to use the facilities, alright?”
The vampire puzzled through that for a moment then wrinkled his nose. “Right. I’ll just stay here and laze about in this night warm spot you left me, then.” His eye closed again and he settled into the recently vacated space, purring softly.
The brunette laughed softly and went on. It wasn’t until he finished his needed business that he noticed his cell phone still charging on the counter. Maybe he should… His face hardened a bit and he nodded to himself. He would. He wanted… needed… to know.
* * * * *
He was frowning slightly as he hit the end call button and set his cell down to charge again. Not frowning because he didn’t believe her, but because he did. She’d never been able to lie well, and still couldn’t.
They really hadn’t known.
Of course, they did now, and he wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. Hell, for all he knew, Spike hadn’t WANTED anyone to know. And if that was so…
Harris sighed. He’d have to tell him and just… hope for the best. It wasn’t like he’d planned on spilling a secret, after all.
Spike cocked his head, a quizzical expression on his face as Xander stepped from the bathroom. “ ‘s not that I don’t want you ta have other friends, luv, but… who were you talkin’ ta in there?”
He’d really hoped the vampire would still be sleeping, but obviously not. Harris sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at the carpet between his feet. “I… may have done something stupid, Spike,” he said quietly. “I mean really, REALLY stupid. Donut-boy-Zeppo stupid. Not me NOW-stupid…”
The blond shrugged. He’d actually dozed off for a few minutes after Xan closed the bathroom door, but he’d woken when the man’s voice rose from a soft murmur behind the wood. He moved his hand, placing it on the brunette’s side and stroking lightly. “Doubt that, pet. You’re one of th’ smarter blokes I’ve met. Just took a while for you ta grow inta it. Best sellin’ author an’ such, yeah?”
Harris smiled a little and leaned slightly into the roaming hand. “Yeah, well,” he admitted after a moment, “Still kinda feel like the old me sometimes, and this would be one of them. Spike, I… I called Willow to find out why nobody told me you were alive. I guess… you didn’t want them to know, though.” He sighed hopelessly. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have.”
“No…” Spike nearly whispered, his head spinning suddenly. “No, you… couldn’t know… Red’s alive? I mean she’s not dead? Still… runnin’ about castin’ spells an’… Red’s alive?”
He’d been so sure they’d all be dead by now. He’d been SURE! And maybe he’d figured on a few of the baby Slayers still knocking about, but… “Who else?” he demanded harshly, sitting up as his fingers dug slightly into tanned ribs. “Who else is still alive, Xander?”
His eye was wide as he turned to face his lover. “You didn’t know… you really thought… and even ME, and… is that why the… this?” He blinked repeatedly, promising himself he wouldn’t cry. “Because you thought I was… the only one left… the last… but I’m not her, am I? And she’s alive and now you… know it, and… Gods, I should never have… never… this. You. US. And why would you want… crippled… half blind… broken… wrecked…” He stood, backing away from the bed as the words poured from him on a river of self-loathing. “I… you sh-should… leave now, Spike. Please.”
His brow furrowed as he tried to figure out what the HELL his love was talking about, even while he processed the shock at knowing at least some of the others had survived. It had him almost defeated, though. This version of Xander-babble was foreign to him. So foreign, in fact, that it took him a good few seconds to realize the young man was backing away from him.
“Luv… what’s goin’ on with you?” he asked softly, rolling from the bed and moving towards him. “I’ll admit it’s a bit of a shock ta know Red’s still alive an’ kickin’, but what the bloody hell does that have ta do with you an’ me?”
Harris stepped back every time Spike stepped forward, until he found himself nearly sitting on the dresser. “N-not Willow! BUFFY!” he shouted, the tears finally spilling from his eye. “YOU LOVE HER! And she’s ALIVE, damn it! And now I’m gonna l-lose you again, and I just found you! Just found out what could be, and… I CAN’T STAND IT!”
He couldn’t have kept himself from catching the younger man as he started to collapse. Even if he hadn’t loved him to distraction he couldn’t have helped it. But as he did love Xander so deeply, he moved with all the speed one of his kind could and gathered the bloke into his arms, lowering them both to the floor.
Long, pale legs wrapped around the larger man, arms cradling him close and tight. “Luv… pet… Xander… No… No. Just… NO!” he spoke sincerely, lips pressing small, soft kisses to slightly clammy skin. “Didn’t know, luv… never knew what luv was… thought I did, but never knew it. Not til you.” He smiled softly, still placing those soft, sweet kisses against his beloved’s face. “Knew I luved you, Xan… even before I burned. Knew it soon as I saw how you acted after that soddin’ prat took your eye. Still so strong, so carin’… never givin’ up, never wantin’ ta use your war wound as an excuse ta take it easy.”
He held him tighter, lips a mere hairsbreadth from warm lips. “You had the heart of a warrior, luv… an’ once I saw it, I couldn’t luv anyone else. Not even th’ soddin’ Slayer.” He nodded seriously when the soft, weepy brown eye opened to glance ashamedly at him. “Knew you were there, Xan,” he whispered, his voice dropping to a level better for intimate confidences. “At th’ end. Knew you were there. I could smell you. Knew th’ Slayer didn’t luv me because she never had th’ heart you did. Knew YOU could never luv me. Hated me, you did. But I saw you at th’ end.”
“You were standin’ there at th’ top of th’ stairs, tryin’ ta hide. Made me so jealous, knowin’ it was because you cared so much for her an’ not at all for me.” Spike sighed. “But I could give myself ta the fire an’ hope it’d give YOU a chance, couldn’t I? Even knowin’ ya’d never know how much you’d come ta mean ta me.” He smiled a bit. “An’ so I did. Saved th’ world in fire an’ pain… just so I’d know you’d live that little while longer.”
(A/N: Thanks to those who have taken the time to review this fic. As it's my first ever Spander fic, it is truly appreciated. Sadly, my posting has almost overtaken the writing I've done so far, so it may be a few days before the next part. More reviews might make me write faster. *hint hint*)