Compatible

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Buffy made sure she got to Willows house early this was their last day after all. She and Willow both left tomorrow at 9:30 am for LA. Buffy’s mom was dropping Willow off at LAX and taking her to her Dad’s house first thing in the morning.

Buffy was of the opinion now that whatever the spell did it was better that leaving Xander here as is with her Angel. Besides she could still claim innocence of any outcome that was unwanted or dangerous she was a slayer not a witch after all. At this moment Willow was telling her about how it was really hard to ground some kind of root to right consistency. “Okay with all the talkage Wills, tell me when I bleed. I’m kinda pooped from last night.”

“Must have been a rough night. You don’t have to do anything until I hand you the knife that can be our signal, okay.” Willow spoke to her slow and firm making sure she understood they would only have one shot and this spell was way more powerful than she even first thought they would be evoking the god and goddess.

Willow mixed everything and using what looked to be a small barbeque pit started a fire before Buffy could protest Willow started to talk and Buffy was on her knees opposite the witch. Buffy was worried still about the smoke but something seemed to happen all at once the magic dropped around them heavy like nothing else she ever felt before.

Willow’s words stared to bleed through the haze in her mind, “…make the one to come true of heart, loyal of soul…bring him a form that will stand and thrive against the trials of …change what is not to what is…when what is to come stands before Alexander let the lost be found and good win out…let him follow the right path not the one easily chosen…”

Buffy was only getting parts of the speech. Willow was speaking in language that had long been forgotten that all humans were born with knowledge of, but forgot before they spoke their first false words. The slayer felt a pang of gilt or remorse, she was so unaccustomed to the felling that she didn’t know which one it was. This magic held her immobile until the knife was handed to her, this magic was way too strong.

Willow was careful with the pronunciation of the words she spoke. She tailored the spell to change Xander from what he was to something stronger, to let his propose be true and clear to let his love be recognized when found, all this she added and now it was time to invoke the god and goddess, she handed the knife to Buffy and watched as the slayer drew her blood and then she started to speak once again.

Buffy held her hand over the pit and tried best she could to understand the words Willow spoke she knew this was the part where they changed Xander and described him to make sure the change only affected him. “We the slayer of the hellmouth and a witch of the hellmouth call you forth as those before have called to change one born one way to a form more fitting to their destiny… We offer slayers blood and the power intuitive to me into your service…Alexander Harris…brown eyes, brown hair…standing 5’6”…lover of...the one who takes care of…” In all her descriptions she was so sure of all she said except she was wrong about his height, she added things and lefts some important ones out. More importantly though in all her descriptions she never once described him as human or male.

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His day went like he thought it would, he spent some time at the second hand store looking for something nice to ware to the Bronze later that night. He settled on a pair of dark Blue jeans and tee shirt that said ‘The geek of today is the billionaire who won’t dance with you at your ten year reunion.’ It was a little small and short sleeved but his father hadn’t touched him in a while and with help from Angel all his bruises were gone. He spent the rest of the day at the café and instead of going home he changed in the bathroom after he helped pick up the café. He was pretty sure when he asked for that job he’d get it.

So now he stood just inside the Bronze looking for the group of people he called friends. He was becoming less and less sure that definition actual fit to the set of people in the left corner of the club. He was making his way over to group, before he got half way Lisa was standing in front of him beaming up at him with a smile, “Hi, Xander…um how you’d do on the algebra two finial. Did that stuff I explained help at all?”

She was cute to say the least and god was she stacked. Her light brown eyes shown and her hair was always falling just perfectly into her face, it made you want to reach out and push it behind her ear. Some might have called her chubby, Xander thought her perfect. Xander decoded her brand of babble and answered all her questions. “Hi Lisa. I got am 81 on the test. The stuff you explained made all the difference, without your help I could be in summer school right now.”

She was smiling when she said, “So I helped then?”

Xander smiled back, if he didn’t know better he would have thought she was flirting with him. “Yeah you helped.”

Lisa then stepped a little closer and spoke again, “Then you should buy me a drink and tell how you’re going to repay me. I’ll go get us somewhere to sit.”

Xander was walking to the bar and mentally thinking how much money he had. To forgo any problems Xander had put two twenties on the kitchen counter before leaving today and the cloths shopping he had done had taken more money than he though it would, so he decided he would just get her something to drink. When he got to the bar he had another problem what to get her. When he heard the voice he’d come here for to the left, “She’s pretty. Like the girls I grew up with beagán éileamh. The kind of girl that keeps you warm at night.”

Xander was trying to fight down the blush. “She wants a drink.” Xander’s voice was unsure when he spoke “What should I get her? What do girls drink?”

“Get her that drink with the cherries you like so much.” Angel wore a smirk as he gave his advice, then he turned to the bar tender and said “Two cherry cokes, two ice teas and one root beer.” Angel then put his hand down on the counter and slipped it in front of Xander coming in contact with the boy’s hand crossing his smallest finger of his hand over the back of Xander hand.

Xander wanted to look over at him but didn’t dare. The hand pushed a little more against his, pushing underneath. When the drinks were delivered Angel took his and crossed the room parting the crowd as he went leaving him, going back to Buffy. When Xander raised his own hand he found a fifty folded neatly. Moving back to the other side of the Bronze he remembered:

Xander was rocking back and forth on his feet with eyes down, “You don’t have to give me money and why so much, I don’t need so much.”

Angels was matter of fact when he spoke closer to Angelus than he would have like but in all things involving Xander his demon was right there making sure he did not fuck things up. “You are mine to do with as I please, remember you agreed to it. It pleases me to care for you and that means you eat and you think I don’t know that more than half of what I give you ends up in the hands of others.” Taking a deep breath readying himself to make the next confession. “Angelus is calmer when you are taken care of and that makes it easier on me.”

Xander should have known. Angel was not only buying him off he was also buying off his demon too. Then more words came, “Beside I owe you don’t I? You have no idea what it means to have your…trust. It has been more than a hundred years since I’ve been allowed to be myself with anyone. For that alone you will never want for anything beagán éileamh. Let us not forget as well how good you taste.

Xander was looking away trying to school the blush that was rising on his skin, he seemed to have to do that a lot around Angel lately. “What does beagán éileamh mean.” He had mangled the pronunciation but the meaning was clear.

“Means little claim in a round about way.”

“Not little.” Xander said with a mock pout trying to lighten the mood and buy time to think about everything Angel had said.

“No, no your not for a boy of your age you quite well endowed.” Angel was trying not to laugh as he watched the boys color change to ever deepening shades of red and such a pretty red it was.

Xander came back to himself standing in front of Lisa with drinks in hand. As Angel sat and listened as Xander and Lisa sat and talked neither noticed the smug looks on the faces of Buffy and Willow.

Xander and Lisa talked about school, summer plans and nothing at all. Things were going well until she asked to dance. What could he say but yes.

Buffy was holding court, happy at being the center of attention, Angel was turned towards her seemly to pay attention to only her but really concentrating on his claimed and catching fragments of the conversation across the room. When Angel asked her to dance she was felling gracious and agreed without any fanfare. What she also did not notice was that Xander was also walking to the dance floor with his chosen partner trying his best to look confident.

/At least your slayer can be good for something./

//I would think you would not want another to touch him.//

/hmp..she is just a girl and if we help just a little he will be the one doing the touching how beautiful it will be to see him against that one./

Angel was amazed at the way Angelus was acting. // Why so compassionate with the boy? You seem to have an infinite amount of patience when it comes to him.//

/The same as I had with my Dru and the same as I had with her William./

//Not so patient with…//

/I was more patient than a creature who knows they have eternity to make amends for any wrongs done. Now I know better, don’t I. Everything I have, everything I am can be taken from me while I watch and am able to do nothing to stop it all slipping away from me./

Angel blocked out the guilt as he moved through the crowd bumping Xander just enough to get his attention. Then he stood facing Xander and held his hands up for Buffy to take her place within his arms. There was a slight pang of hurt but then what the vampire was doing became clear to him, he adjusted his stance and held his arms out just like Angel did and Lisa moved into to his arms just like Buffy did for Angel. They moved together as one with one common goal.

They moving in tandem, Angel swayed and Xander followed making sure he stayed in sight of the vampire. The song they were dancing to was a slow one, the dj even seemed to be in on the plans Angelus had for his boy.

On the second song Xander mirrored Angel by dropping the formal hold he had on Lisa and pulled her close. Xander felt a little guilty, because even though he was closer to this girl than he had been to any other his attention souly rested on Angel. When Angel moved his hands up and then down Buffy’s back and then rested them on her hips, Xander hands did the same. Next Angel gave a quarter turn and let Xander have a side view. The vampire then slipped a pale hand up his partners hip and around just a little turning that hand so that the back of it was now against Buffy’s little black tank top, so that his knuckles came in contact with the soft fabric, moving slightly upward just millimeters at a time. Inside Angel’s head Angelus was cheering his boy on, cheering himself teaching his boy to seduce just as he taught William a century before. Angelus was always a good teacher no matter what method he used.

Xander was so close, he could feel Lisa draw in each breath, he was waiting for her to protest, but that protest never came. Xander pulled his eyes away from Buffy and Angel and looked down at his own partner to find her looking up at him, with something that looked nothing like protest it was more like trust and acceptance. Xander kept moving his hand up toward his the object of his affection.

Angel however had stopped moving his hand, what was the use anyway. She would just stop him as soon as he got to close. She always did. Xander on the other hand was in the zone.

No longer just moving for himself and Lisa he had a feeling that he was moving for Angelus as well. He also knew that Angelus was the one helping him taking his time to teach Xander the way things should be done. All the reasons were growing for Xander to trust the vampire to maybe love him just a little. He had no reason to believe that he was pleasing Angelus by doing this he just knew that he was.

Angel watched over Buffy’s shoulder as his human swayed to the melodic beat, watched him move the girl to his own rhythm, he watched the progression of Xander right hand. So intent on that hand that he missed the cheerleader coming up to the couple. She collided with them spilling her drink all over the front of the girls shirt, not even touching Xander with any of the liquid, there was no way that was an accident.

Before Angel could do anything Xander was handling it “Lisa you okay? Maybe I should take you home.” Totally ignoring the cheerleader.

Lisa however was not looking at Xander she was looking at most popular girl in school and that girl obviously did not want her dancing with Xander Harris. Angel watched the silent battle being fought and saw the moment Lisa lost. “It’s no problem Xander I can get home. You stay with your friends.”

Again Xander felt that feeling the one he got when he knew that people didn’t want him around. “Okay, maybe I’ll see around this summer.”

She looked a little sad when she said “Sure, see ya.” and walked away.

Xander spent the rest of the night watching both couples cuddle together and tried his best not to look at Angel at all. It seemed every time he did he felt his face flush because he couldn’t help but remember the night before. One thing he seemed to notice though Buffy was much more touchy than usual and way more agreeable to Angel than she typically was. He hated that he had to sit there and watch as soon as he could he was off, even home was better than this.

***
By the time Angle was standing outside of Buffy’s home he was very happy that she would be leaving the next day. Her friendliness only seem to last as long as she had an audience when his boy and then the wolf and witch went their way and it was just them alone she was less interested him. Angel tried to make conversation, come up with something they could share but in the end Buffy just didn’t care enough to make the effort and honestly he felt a little stab of dishonesty whenever he smiled at something she said or leaned into one of her touches.

Angel walked away from the slayers house just a little bit lighter than he’d walked up to the door. She would be gone by dark this day and then he could breathe so to speak. Angel took off at a fast walk that turned into a run. He ran fast as he was able, not at all hiding what he was. Under his skin he felt a tingle not one to be threatened by just one to be aware of. He was tuned into the cropping of trees where he and Xander had first been tied together and waited.

Nicolas stepped out and gave his report. Xander had gotten home safely, no problems. The wolf had woken up but was not doing well. The man they were keeping in the lair was dropped off at the police departments door step. The improvements to the lair were underway …

Only two and half hours till dawn Angel tuned it all out and put his hand up, “Later tonight I’ll be there by sundown, but I want you watching the boy.”

“Yes master Angelus.” Nicolas was smiling as he watched the new master of the hellmouth as if he had anything to say about it make his way to a small window about ground level. Anyone who couldn’t see didn’t have eyes, the pet was the way to get the Master to do anything and for that reason he would meet the sun before he let anything happen to the Masters human. Angelus would come to the conclusion that being the master of the hellmouth was the only way to truly protect his pet, of that Nicolas was sure.

Inside Xander’s basement Angel eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. //Why are you here?//

/You know why we are here./

//We’re not hurt and he just fed us yesterday.//

/You know as well as I do that he could feed us everyday as long as we share blood with him./

//We shouldn’t…// Angel was trying to come up with reasons not to feed from Xander tonight, but he knows that Angelus is right. There other reasons to feed from the boy too the more they do this the more Xander will become accustomed to feeding them and the stronger the boy will become. Their connection that was already strong would also get stronger. Yesterday Xander had met him at the window, today though he slept like the dead with Angel standing over him, Angel wondered why.

/Do I have to tell you everything you know as well as I do that yesterday we were hurt and in need of him even before that. And tonight we just need…/

//Need what? What are we here for?//

/Do we need a reason?/

Angel had no answer for this either he just looked down at the sleeping boy, bare crested with a sheet wrapped around his middle. He was curled up on his side. Angle could not deny it he wanted Xander. When the vampire let out a low growl at his own frustration and confusion Xander’s eyes snapped open.

Xander uncurled himself and looked up. “You okay do you need…” he left the rest unsaid and just tilted his head to the side exposing his neck. The conversation in the vampires head was to easy and getting easier all the time /Let me out./ Angel just stepped aside.

“Such a good boy you are.” Angelus was kneeling next to his boy as he spoke gentle words to him.

Xander looked into solid yellow eyes and knew that he was looking at Angelus again. His heart decided that now was a good time to try and pound its way out of his chest. All he could say was “I’m sorry.”

“For what little one?”

“I shouldn’t want…I should be …”

“What stronger braver? You have no idea how much you under estimate yourself. You think I would take in a weakling, that I would give a coward my name?” Angelus was staring down at him and Xander felt like he was being appraised. “Make no mistake beagán éileamh you have my name written all over you in my blood.”

Xander just turned his head away again and waited. When he felt the weight of a body above him one leg pressing in-between his, he parted them to give Angelus the space he wanted. The vampire nuzzled his neck and then placed sucking kiss along his shoulder and neck when he reached the original spot form the very first night he sucked harder leaving a red mark behind and used his blunt teeth to bite down hard but not enough to break the skin. Xander made a sound between a grunt and moan he had no idea what he should do, this was more that just a feeding he knew it.

When Angelus pushed his other leg between Xander’s the boys heart rate increased but he said nothing. Scared but still trusting, Angelus rewarded him by pushing hip down at just the right angle and Xander made a gasping noise. Angelus couldn’t help but smile at that.

Xander felt the moment when the vampire shifted into true face, the ridges moved across his skin and all he could think was this is where I belong this is what I was made for. When pointed teeth sunk into his skin instead of just accepting like he’d done all the time before Xander raised his arms. One hand moved on Angelus’ back trying to drag him closer and the other on the back of vampire’s neck making sure he didn’t pull away. Part of Xander wanted this to be it, the last thing he remembered.

Angelus’ pants the sheet and his own boxers were like miles of space he couldn’t bring himself to cross, but he could let the creature above him know how much he appreciated the kindness being shown him. Xander pushed his hips up and then the words started to spill out, “Angelus I want you, I want this. I’m yours always yours. Whatever you want, yours. Promise.”

Drinking down the life of his human the demon registered the words spoken and wondered if the boy new he was making a vow tying them closer together than even Angelus had hoped for. He pulled his lips away from the boy’s neck to look into his eyes. He could see the open want and the need in them and it made the vampire hurt. The very fact that Xander needed this so badly gave him more reason to believe that no one else had ever been there for him and that also made the vampire angry. Angelus started to move in a small circular motion while watching Xander eyes squeeze shut and jaw go tight, if he didn’t know better he would have thought the boy was in pain. He was so fucking beautiful making those gasping noises and for the fist time he was touching back running warm hands over his shoulders and arms. All at once the boy went still and stopped breathing all together, Angelus leaned down again and started to suck on the wound that was still bleeding. When the vampire did that the boys hands grabbed at him pushing his rounded nails into his skin.

When it was all over Xander’s hand slipped down each of Angelus’ arms and ended up on the sheets below and instead of licking the mark closed this time the vampire sat back on his heels and looked at what he owned. Everything in him wanted to pull away all that separated their skin and take every part of what he knew belonged to him. He had made a promise though given his word to the boy even so he undid his trousers and used his hand, on the second stroke he took a breath.

Xander was out of it, he didn’t even feel the dash of room temperature cum across his skin. When Angelus started to rub his cum into to Xander’s belly, he opened one eye. Why was Angel rubbing lotion on him? He finally opened both his eyes all the way and looked down he knew instantly that that was not lotion. “What are you doing?”

To his credit Xander never tried to move away. “When I come back for you tonight I want you to smell like me understand.”

“Uh-huh” Xander was nodding his head and watching that hand rubbing his skin.

“Such a good boy for me and so pretty. We are going to have a very good time this summer beagán éileamh. Tell me would you come with me if I asked would you leave this place and come with me?”

“Yes.” The answer came quick and sure. Angelus liked that very much.

“Sleep now and I’ll see you tonight.”

Xander closed his eyes and when he heard the window creak he curled back in on himself and tried not to cry. There were unleashed tears and he knew the way he felt was wrong, he wanted so many things to be true so bad. He shouldn’t feel safer here with this killer than he did with his own friends his own family but he did. Xander had no way to express how much he wanted a place that was all his own, that would be challenged by no other. The facts flashed through his head by mid day they would all be gone and he and Angel would be alone for the entire summer. Maybe he couldn’t have what he wanted forever but maybe he could have it for the summer.

On the way back to his home, not the house where he stayed but his home Angel and Angelus heard the scream and followed it to a scene they didn’t want to deal with. It was less than an hour before dawn and they were swimming in confusion of their own, but the sight of a small demon being pushed up against a wall by one three time its size was more than they could ignore. I was obvious what the big demon had planed and it did not sit well that he would go unpunished for taking what was not offered him after all who would the small demon complain to.

With Angelus at his side the fight went hard and lasted too long he brought more pain than maybe he should have but then again it was fun to be unreserved for once. Angel brought down his fist on it’s upper thigh and heard the satisfying sound of bone breaking. The thing had stopped fighting a while ago and was now just trying to escape, that’s when Angel leaned over him and said, “In all the time I’ve killed I never hurt the way you were planning to. In that game they were always willing, even as I drank their hearts still.”

The vampire could hear things in the background moving, scavengers waiting to see if their meal would be alive or dead when they took it. Angel stood and looked around the smaller demon was gone. That was good he hated when they stayed and tried to help, they almost always ended up a liability. With the victim gone and sun on the rise he took off at an disturbing speed towards home.

Stepping into his bed room, //You could have been quicker//.

/You could have talked less./

Angel actually smiled at that, when did he converse with Angelus. He could worry about that at sundown. For now he just climbed into bed he knew better than to take off his cloths this time. Just as he had fallen asleep his eyes popped open and Angelus demanded /Find him./ Almost as quick Angel reached out and tried to find Xander and only found contentment, sleepy little sounds where pressing their way through the link. //You worry to much he’s fine.// Angelus was not so willing to take comfort in those words but with the sun up there was little he could do so he receded into the back of Angel’s mind a brought up memories of his boy laid out on display for him.

***
Blocks away in a basement two figures stood on either side of a sleeping boy. Pure white light started to emit from them both, the light then swirled around the boy and started to sink into his skin making him weightless. Xander opened up his and when discovering that he was floating he was at first alarmed and then decided he must be sleeping there was no way that he was flying.

The male figure in white reached out with his mind to his female counter part and, ‘Why are we doing this again?’

‘Because a champion with nothing to protect and nothing to call his own will only fight for so long, this way if he gives up the pet will follow. He would never allow that.’ The woman was talking to him as if he was clueless.

In many ways the male was ‘The vampire is already on the path and seems to like the boy just fine as he is, why honor the witch with our presence.’

‘Because my other half, the boy is not so willing to believe this life holds anything for him, only tonight he was content to fall into deaths arms. In this form he can make his own reason to exist if the vampire isn’t enough to hold him here.’ She moved her hands etching dark symbols into the pure light.

Her counter part joined her, ‘I get without this one the other will eventual fall, we take both or we get neither.’ He made a few adjustments changing the new form more to his liking adding things and taking things away that the witch and the slayer did not mentioned in the original spell. ‘He will eventually have to make the choice I am not so sure I want to lose him he is beautiful and so much more important than even he knows.”

The women nodded as she to added certain aspects as she saw fit, ‘Of course my love, as you wish.”

He went to her side moved in and kissed her neck, ‘You watch too many human movies.’

She only smiled wrapped them in white smoke and disappeared from this space and time.

*** You know this is the part where I say go click for me please you have no idea how happy it makes me. On another note I am so looking for a beta that will help me get the chapters out faster. Understanding that my spelling and spelling not good contact me at http://yessire.livejournal.com/