Fisi Mtima

Title: Fisi Mtima, Chapter Four
Author: frk_werewolf
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairing: Xander/Spike
Rating: NC-17
Chapter Summary: Spike gives into his urges, Giles gets frustrated, and Buffy defends Riley's honor.

The creature was huge. Blue scales that were coated in a thin layer of black slime that dissolved skin and bone of any living being. Too bad for the Heklath demon, Spike wasn't living. His skin was a corpse, preserved by stolife.ife.

Grinning, the vampire ducked as a large hand with needle sharp claw swiped at his head. Twisting, Spike punched skyward, connecting underneath the demon's chin. It staggered back, roaring in anger. Spike merely widened his feral grin, before turning into a spin kick. The Heklath's back slammed into the wall of the alleyway, leaving cracks in the brickwork.

"Bet ya wish you didn't pick on the Big Bad, eh?" Spike taunted. The Heklath let out a howl and charged him. Spike slipped away at the last moment. Quickly, he dropped to the ground, swinging his right leg and sending the Heklath to the ground in an angry pile. Like lightning, Spike darted forward, took hold of the Heklath's head, and gave it a sharp twist.

Breaking bones echoed through the air and Spike let the body fall into an ungraceful slump. He quickly assessed himself, making sure none of the slime had effected his duster. Satisfied that it was safe, Spike sauntered out of the alleywad bed began making his way home. He still felt the adrenaline that came with a fight, along with the raise in arousal. It never ceased to shock Spike on how every time he had a good fight, he desired a little fun in a bed. Or against a tombstone, wall, ground. Really, at that moment, Spike wasn't too picky.

"Why did I have to go and get rid of Harmony?" Spike grumbled, before coming to a halt. "Bloody hell, I did not think that."

"Now why would you go and settle for her, when you can have me?" A voice whispered in his ear. Spike spun around, fighting to keep the look of surprise off his face.

"Don't do that! If I had a heart it would of stopped." e gre growled. Spike narrowed his eyes at Xander, who simply leered at him. In a flash, Xander had him pinned to a nearby wall. Spike glared, the adrenaline in his body morphing into even more arousal as the warm body pressed against his own. "Bugger off."

"I think I'd rather bugger you." Xander said softly. Spike bit his lip, fighting back a groan, as Xander's hips thrusted against his own. He could feel himself harden in an instant and cursed the day he was made a vampire.

He felt Xander's lips trail across his cheek. Spike jerked his head away, hoping to keep Xander from kissing him. Xander chuckled, and forged on. Spike growled as the lips pressed against his own, a tongue invading his mouth. Part of him wanted to bite down on that caressing muscle, the otpartpart wanted to kiss back.

For a few more minutes he continued the battle for self-control, while Xander continued to nip at his lower lip and thrust one clothed erection against the other. Finally the battle ended, and Spike had lost. Reaching up, Spike grabbed Xander's head and pulled him deeper into the kiss. Sliding his tongue past Xander's and into the warm mouth.

Suddenly the warmth enveloping him was gone. A hand clutched the front of his shirt and he felt himself being jerked sideways. The street disappeared and in replacement he found himself pulled into another alleyway. Xander pinned him back to the wall, his hands now clutching at Spike's ass. Spike finally let out the groan he had been holding in since this began, thrusting his hips forward to meet Xander.

Xander snickered in his ear, a sound that sent shivers along his neck. Closing his eyes, and refusing to look at the man before him, Spike pressed his lips once more to Xander's. Xander moaned into his mouth. His grip tightened on Spike's ass, their hips rocking together almost violently. Spike grunted, jerking his head away with in surprise, when Xander slid his grip down to his thighs and pulled him up. Spike automatically wrapped his legs around Xander's waist, supporting his back against the wall.

Thrusting became frantic movement as pleasure arched up both spines. It climbed with each movement, each kiss. Until finally, as Xander bit down on Spike's ear, both climaxed. Xander held Spike against the wall for a moment longer, regulating his breathing. Spike watched, eyelids half closed, as Xander began to laugh that strange hyena laugh. Then the sound was cut off and Xander pulled back, letting Spike fall to his feet. A slow grin appeared on Xander's face.

"What are you bloody laughing about?" Spike growled. This only caused Xander to break out into another set of laughs. Shaking his head, Xander sent Spike a kiss before turning and walking away. "Wait a minute! You care to explain this?"

"Why, Spike, I thought you were smart enough to know what happened here." Xander replied, turning at the mouth of the alleyway, a lust filled grin plastered onto his face. Xander let his eyes travel up and down Spike's body. "Mmm, see you later."

"Stupid git." Spike grumbled. He narrowed his eyes at Xander's disappearing back. He remained in the alley for a moment longer, cursing the wet spot now residing in his jeans.

Rupert s, Ws, Watcher to one of the longest living Slayers, was not having a good day. In fact, his day was so bad it had poured into that night, making it terrible as well. Sighing, Giles watched as Willow and Buffy giggled behind his dusty books. Tara smiled slightly at their chatter, but did not join in. For that Giles was glad. He was having a hard enough time concentrating with those two, he didn't need another girl added to the gossiping fold.

The morning had started with him waking up to someone knocking on his door. There he found Willow, toting a large box of donuts, Buffy, looking sleepy, and Tara, who trailed behind them. That was at six that morning. The rest of the day was spent researching Spirit Union Spells.

Well, Tara and Giles spent the time researching. From what Giles could gather, there was some frat party that weekend. Buffy and Willow spent most of their time talking about who was going and what would happen and a ton of other things that Giles had long ago given up.

"It is often said that research goes better when you actually read the books your holding." Giles spoke up, setting down his book and pulling off his glasses.

"We're reading." Buffy denied.

"You can hardly read a book upside down." Giles corrected. He was thankful even Buffy had the decency to look sheepish. She quickly flipped the book the right way around, sent Giles a raised eyebrow, and started reading.

"I wonder where Xander is." Willow said softly, breaking the thirty minutes of wonderful silence Giles had desire since morning.

"Probably out searching the city for enemies." Buffy snorted. "Or whatever he's been doing every night."

"What do you think he's been doing to Spike?" Willow asked.

"Who cares?" Buffy countered.

"It's just Spike is always so tense around him. Especially this last week." Willow commented. "It's just so... Un-Spike!"

"You gotta admit, Will, Xander's pretty scary right now." Buffy told her.

"...You don't think Xander is hurting Spike, do you?" Willow suddenly asked, looking slightly worried.

in Iin I ask, who cares?" Buffy frowned.

"He does help us out a lot, y." y." Willow pointed out. "I just don't want to see Xander do something stupid that he'll feel guilty about once he returns to us."

"What about the way he acts with Riley?" Buffy asked in a defensive tone.

"Buffy-"

"He's so rude to him. He growled at him yesterday!" Buffy exclaimed.

"I don't think it's because of the hyena. He's never really cared for Riley." Buffy stared at Tara, causing her to blush heavily. The blonde shifted in her seat and looked away, wishing she had never opened her mouth.

"She does have a very valid point." Giles pointed out. Buffy turned her stare to Giles, upgrading it to a glare. "Honestly, Buffy. Xander never really did care for your boyfriend and it's just coming farther out now that the a haa has taken over."

"You guys don't like him, do you?" Buffy asked in a pouty voice.

"...I never said that." Giles replied, hesitantly. Buffy narrowed her eyes.

"Buffy, we do like Riley. Really, we do." Willow said, coming to Giles' aide.

"No, you don't trust him!" Buffy lower lip jutted out.

"Buffy... It's just..." Willow waved her hand and turned desperate eyes toward Giles, who shrugged in response. Tara once again shifted uncomfortably in her seat, unsure of what she should do. Willowaredared her throat and turned back to Buffy. "We just-"

"Don't trust him." A calm voice interrupted. They looked over as Xander silently entered Giles' apartment. Xander slipped into a nearby chair, while giving off the air of someone who was in complete control of his surroundings. Xander let his eyes settle on the distraught Buffy, their chocolate brown flashing green.

"Why not?" Buffy asked, crossing her arms.

"Do you actually think we would trust someone who's life goal is to capture and experiment on those different than himself?" Xander raised a single eyebrow and slouched lazily in his chair.

"They capture demons, Xander." Buffy clarified.

"They capture those who aren't completely normal." Xander corrected. "So, tell me, Slayer. How long do you think it will be for them to come after me? Or to go after Willow and Tara? I'm certain the army would love a man claiming host to a hyena. And they would adore two girls wiowerowers greater than some demons."

"They would not do that, Xander. I trust Riley."

"Fine. You trust Riley." Xander said. "But do you trust his pack?"

"I'm not having this conversation." Buffy stood, gathering her things. As she made her way out, she turned back and looked carefully at Xander. "Xander... I know your in there. I just want to kto know that I'm not mad at you for what that... Hyena is saying. The Initiative... Well, if they were to do anything like what the hyena suggests then I would stop them. I wouldn't let you all get hurt like that."

"I'm glad you have your priorities in the right place." Xander replied, an actual smile developing on his face. "Protect the pack first, even if it's from those you think you love."

Buffy gave a slight, uneasy nod before leaving Giles' apartment. The rest of the gang turned toward Xander, who looked at them with bored eyes. Giles cleared his throat and picked up the book he had abandoned.

"How was your evening, Xander?" Willow asked. Giles sighed and set his book back down. Apparently, there would be no more research for the night.

"Rather boring." Xander said, a strange glint appearing in his eyes.

"Oh?"

"Yes." Xander smirked. "Though, I did run into Spike."

"You didn't hurt him did you?" Willow questioned in a worried voice. Xander chuckled.

"Not at all. In fact, I think he enjoyed our little... Interaction." Xander tone of voice quickly brought a blush to Tara's cheeks and Willow averted her eyes.

"I told you." Willow muttered through the side of her mouth. Tara blushed harder.

Buffy glanced back toward Giles' house, her agitated expression dissolving quickly. Sighing, she adjusted her bag and started for the university. As she crossed a nearby cemetery, the sound of footsteps caught her attention. Whipping around, she looked into the night. Seeing nothing, she turned back around, only to run into a solid body. Letting out a squeak of surprise, Buffy jumped back and fell into fighting stance. When she spotted who it was, she relaxed.

"Oh, it's you." She said with a scowl.

"Not happy to see me, Slayer?" Spike asked, a smirk on his face.

"Who would be?" Buffy retorted.

"Not nice." Spike said, falling into step with her. "So... Where's the mutt?"

"He's at Giles'." Buffy told him. Then, as a second thought, "And don't call him that."

"I'll call him whatever I like." Spike said stiffly. "After all the shit he's been doing to me, I have that bloody right."

"Aww, has the Big Bad Xander been tormenting wittle Spikey?" Buffy asked. Spike glared, baring his teeth slightly. Buffy snorted in response. "Oh, scary."

"Better believe it." Spike said, causing Buffy to roll her eyes.

"So, do tell, what has Xander been doing to you?"

"Why do you want to know?" Spike replied.

"Because I want to prove Willow wrong." Buffy said. At Spike inquisitive look, she continued. "She thinks that Xander.. Well, the hyena has been flirting with you. Or fawning. Or sexually harassing. I can't really remember her exact words. It's really ridiculous, I mean... You? Why would Xander go after you?"

"Oi!" Spike protested, before gathering an uneasy expression. "He... might. Not that I'm saying he is. But... You never know."

"Oh my God." Buffy gasped, pointing at Spike. Spike looked like he wanted to run. "He has! Oh no, I'm never going to hear the end of it now. Wait until Willow finds out. It'll be 'I told you so' for the rest of the year."

"Oh please." Spike glared. "Your the one getting tormented out of this, sure. As you Americans say: Whatever! I'm the one getting stalked. I'm the one who is getting shoved up against walls. I'm the one who's being sniffed down by Xander, of all people!"

"You enjoy it." Buffy told him, a smirk playing at her lips.

"Do not." Spike denied.

"Do too."

"Not."

"Yes."

"No."

"Ye-" Buffy stoppedr eyr eyes narrowing. "I'm not going to argue with you like a five year old."

"Almost got you to, now didn't I?" Spike smirked.

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did-" Buffy caught herself once more. "Oh, shut up! Go away, Spike."

"Why, Slayer, I do believe your in my cemetery." Spike replied.

"I do not know what Xander could possibly see in you." Buffy muttered, stomping away.

Inside Giles' apartment, the research had finally started. While Giles and Tara had been reading all day, Willow actually decided it was high time to join in. Giles sighed in relief and returned to the same book he had been looking at for over three hours, due to certain interruptions.

Xander watched them all from a distance, choosing instead to raid Giles' kitchen for food. By the time midnight rolled around, Giles was ready to call it quits for the day. Closing his book, he turned his neck side to side to work out the nicks.

"Oh! Oh!" Willow bounced, turning excited eyes to Giles. Sighing, Giles merely held out his hand. Willow handed over her book and pointo tto the specific passage.

"It's a Spirit Unification Ritual." Willow told him. "I'm not sure the details, the book switched from English to some other language."

"It's Gaelic." Giles replied. "I think that this is exactly what we are looking for."

"And what are you looking for?" Xander asked, sitting down next to Giles.

"Well..." Giles shared a nervous glance with Willow. "We are looking for a spell to fix... Your problem."

"Problem?" Xander raised an eyebrow in a strange reminiscence of Spike.

"We can't separate the hyena from Xander." Giles explained, struggling with how to word everything. "It would be too dangerous to separate you now."

"Yes, it would." Xander said in a cold voice.

"Xander." Willow interjected. "We think the best route is to merge your hyena spirit with your soul."

"Merge?" Xander cocked his head to the side in thought. "And how would this work?"

"Well, first you would have to agree wihe rhe ritual." Giles told him. "A ritual such as this can not be done without the objective's permission, otherwise people would be possessing and merging themselves with everyone. The ritual is meant to merge the best factors of the invading spirit, that is the hyena, with the host spirit, which if your soul. You would still be Xander, but you would receive all of the hyena's best qualities. Along with some of the personality traits."

"When do you wish to do this?" Xander asked.

"It needs to be performed on the New Moon." Giles replied. "Which is four days from now."

"I'll think about it and let you know." Xander said softly, his eyes traveling from one person to the next.