SOLD!

TITLE: SOLD!
AUTHOR: Willie J
EMAIL: wmj166@msn.com
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PAIRINGS: Angel/Xander
RATING: NC-17
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BETA'D BY: Loafersgloryboss (aka James)
SUMMARY:


Five years later....

Demons were busily setting up the chairs for the Fiestea as D'na looked on with a critical eye. Something looked out of place, he thought irritably glancing around. His eyes lit up as he saw a picture against the far wall slightly angled.

He started to cross to fix it when a servant ran up.

"Sir, you have two males waiting for you in your office," the creature bowed.

"And?" D'na looked coldly down at the shaking creature. Good help is just impossible to find these days!

creacreature searched it's mind frantically, "One is human and one is a vampire," it blurted out.

"Ah." D'na nodded, has it really been five years?

Leaving the terrified creature collapsing to its knees in relief, he swiftly strode to his office and beheld the two visitors.

Angel turned from looking out of the window, touching Xander gently on the arm.

"So, I had wondered who could possibly be seeking me. I take it that you have a reason for bringing your Pet to see me rather than just putting it up for auction," D'na said crossing the room and sitting behind his desk. He regarded the two males now sitting before him, allowing none of his intense satisfaction to show.

The Pet, Xander he must remember to call him that, had subtly matured into a beautiful man. He had heard of their exploits among the demon world, the deadly vampire and his equally ruthless companion, these two were swiftly becoming far more feared than any Slayer in history.

He watched as the two glanced at each other sharing an almost invisible conversation before Angel spoke.

"I don't want to put him on the block, I," he glanced at Xander, "Want to Claim him for as long as I live. I have no intention of letting him go....ever," he smiled and reached out a hand to Xander, who eagerly grasped it. He raised Xander's hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss on the slender digits. Relishing the heat he could feel rising in his Mate.

"A full Claim, with a Mortal?! Surely you must be jesting," D'na said with feign mockery. He needed to be sure of their commitment to each other. "And what does your Pet have to say?" He saw the anger rise in the vampire before the Pe...Xander stopped him with a gentle touch.

"Why don't you ask me then, considering I'm sitting right here," Xander said levelly even though he wanted to smack that 'holier than thou' look off the demon's face. I mean really, demon...'holy' HA! That's a oxymoron if he ever heard one. He frowned running that back again.

"Very well then, Pet," D'na made sure he called Xander that and watched the anger flash in his dark eyes before it was ruthlessly controlled. Good, he's learning.

"My name is Alexander LaValle Harris, or Xander if you wish to be brief," Xander said coldly, "And yes, I do wish to be fully Claimed by Angel," his body was stiff with rage.

"Aren't you the one that sneered at the Slayer for sleeping with not one but two vampires and yet you now wish to be Claimed by one of the said vampires, curious," D'na said coolly, unmoved by the growing rage in either Angel or Xander's eyes.

"Whatever will your friends say," he mocked the boy.

"People change, grow and mature; I'd like to think that I've also matured. I've fought by his side for the last five years and I know him inside and out. He's good to me and to our friends. Taking care of us, looking after us and protecting us if necessary. Our friends are happy for us."

"Including your friend Buffy," D'na raised a brow.

"Especially Buffy," Xander smiled remembering the happiness in her eyes when she became Mrs. Robin Wood, he was her Best Man and Willow was her Maid of Honor.

"And the sex, I'm sure isn't bad," D'na said mildly, unsurprised when Angel erupted from his chair, with Xander jumping quickly in front of him pushing him back down.

Xander turned to face D'na, his face set, "Yes the sex is good, it's better than good, it's fucking fantastic," he hissed at D'na. "Do you want the fucking details, about how it feels when he's fucking my ass, or..." he stopped at the shout from Angel.

"Xander!"

Xander closed his eyes as a wave of embarrassment swept over him, "I apologize," he said with an averted face. "But I don't know what you want me, want us to say to convince you that I want to be Claimed by him in every way."

"Well, if you don't know then I'm afraid that the Claim can not be made. I specified five years and the five years will be up within the hour," D'na was unmoved by Xander's words, he despaired if these two knuckleheads would figure it out before the five year Claim ran it's course.

"Bu..but why," Xander nearly wailed, he felt Angel surround him with his love and pull him into his lap.

"Claimed or not, Xander, I won't lose you," Angel whispered, "I love you too damn much to let you go." He kissed the tears sparkling in Xander's eyes, feeling the soft sigh his boy gave as he relaxed in his comforting embrace.

"Same here, big guy, Claimed or not, I'm not going anywhere. I love you too damn much to walk away. Besides, who'll kept Spike from killing Cordy," he smiled through his tears. But he so wanted Angel to Claim him...he would give almost anything for that to happen.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you said," D'na said politely, his hearts racing. Say it! Come on say it!

"What, that I love Xander," Angel asked puzzled, he glance down and saw similar confusion in Xander's eyes.

"And you also feel the same," D'na asked Xander feigning extreme disinterest.

"Of course I love him, why do you think I want to be Claimed by him," Xander said tiredly.

D'na sighed and gifted Angel with a smile, "That's all I wanted to hear." He reached into his desk drawer and withdrew a thick black leather collar, presenting it to a dazed Angel.

"You don't need me or anyone else to initiate the Claim. You were fully Claimed the day you told each other that you love one another. Now get out of my office and take your Mate home. I'm sure that you two have some celebrating to do."

"That's it?! I thought there would be a ceremony or something. Lights, sparkling stars...you know, earth moving and shit like that," Xander remarked in confusion.

Angel whispered in his ear.

Xander turned red and jumped up, pulling Angel quickly to his feet,"Goodbye
thanksforeverythingdon'tcalluswe'llcallyouokbyebye," and pushed a laughing Angel out the door.

"Hmpf, sex, sex, sex that's all these young people think of these days, it's a miracle that those two get anything done," D'na grumbled as he got up and walked to the wall...through the wall.

"Stop being such a grouch, D'na," said the female Oracle laughingly.

"I still don't know why you made me do this," D'na said irritably.

"Because you are the best Matchmaker," said the male Oracle soothingly. "Besides, we screwed up so badly with Angel that we feared he would not trust anything from us."

"Flattery will get you nowhere, even though you are telling the truth," D'na said arrogantly.

"We have a couple more assignments for you," said the male.

D'na rubbed his hands with glee, a cheerful smile now on his face. "Bring it on,"

Four images shimmered into view: Cordy, Willow, Wesley, and Spike.

"Okay, so I need to find mates for these four, huh," he said thoughtfully.

The images rearranged swiftly with Willow next to Wesley and.....

D'na shouted, "Dammit, I'm a Matchmaker, not a miracle worker!"

.....Spike with Cordy.