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[kat8cha]

Title: Types

Author: Kitti-Chan

Pairing: Xander/Spike, Spike/Dru, implied Xander/Angel

Spoilers: “School Hard”

Summary: Angel offers Xander to Spike, who’s interested but not fooled.

Feedback: PLEASE! ~is on knees~ You have to help me figure if I want Spike/Xander/Dru, or Spike/Xander/Angel, or Spike/Xander/Dru/Angel later on!

Email: Flamespout@hotmail.com

Website: www.livejournal.com/users/kat8cha

Warning: Not right now.

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone here! I make no cash! No suing! Suing of the Kitti-chan is bad! Majorly not of the good! I would love to own Xan, Spike, not so much Angel but would love a piece of Angelus. (Preferably about nine-inches)
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~ “Don’t seem to surprised to see me pet, been expectin’?” ~

Xander gulped and lunged towards his bedside table for his cross. “Freeze.” Spike’s cool voice drifted into his room and the brunet’s hand froze inches away from his sacred shield. His entire body stood stock still at the order unable to move. Xander panted and frantically tried to reach his cross, tried to make this stop happening. “What did you do?” He gasps out still trying to reach the cross and finding himself able to move forward a little, but not enough.

Spike chuckled and leaned against the invisible barrier that separated him from his pet. It rippled like water under his fingertips as he watched his pet try to throw off his order. “Like that about you pet, full of spirit. However,” Lifting his lit fag to his mouth the vampire blew a stream of smoke out while staring at Xander with golden eyes. “Willfulness isn’t enough to get rid of a blood-tie.”

“Bl-blood tie?” Xander squeaked still trying to grab that cross. Spike’s next words froze the blood in his veins.

“Let me in Xanpet.” Spike’s smile widened as his boy shuddered and then bit his lip in the effort to keep from speaking. Xander could not believe this was happening, Spike was evil! An evil vampire and he was not gonna let him in! “Pet, invite me in.” Xander’s mouth opened of its own volition.

“Co-” Teeth snapping shut and accidentally biting his lip hard enough to break the skin, the young man refocused on one goal. Reaching the cross, his fingers were almost able to brush it…

Spike hissed game-face briefly flashing as he caught the delectable scent of his pets blood. Calling on the voice of a Master Vampire Spike spoke to the recalcitrant mortal. “Xander. Invite. Me. In!” The words tumbled out of the boys mouth before he could stop them and the bleached-blond century old vampire was in the room and by his bed before his fingers could touch the cross. Darting down he licked up a little of the blood that pooled on the boys bottom lip.

“No!” Xander struggled now but Spike had a hold on him and was keeping him pressed tight against his cool chest. His shout only gave the vampire the chance to dip his tongue further into the wet cavern and taste more of the sweet chocolate tinged blood. Drawing back he smirked and sat down on the bed easily quelling his pet’s wriggles with one softly spoken ‘stop’. The boy froze and allowed Spike to arrange him as he wanted on his lap.

“Now Pet, you want to behave right?” The brunet shook his head back and forth furiously and the vampire could not hold back another chuckle. “Well that’s just too bad. Don’t think you have much of a choice.” Ripping open his wrist he held it out to the mortal, knowing that he did not want to bite him yet, no matter how sweet the blood was, Spike wanted him begging for it when he did eventually bite. Xander’s eyes had widened at the sight of the blood and he was both leaning towards it and trying to scurry away. “Drink.” The boy, unable to fight both his own desires and his master’s voice, leaned forward and sucked.

The next day Xander stumbled through school bleary eyed and yawning next to a bright eyed and bushy-tailed Willow. “Xan, you okay?” Buffy eventually asked after she had to save him from taking another headfirst dive into his lunch. Xander shook his head and mumbled something about not enough sleep and hoped he did not reveal anything else as he collapsed into a chair in his next class. After school he tried to follow the conversation that Buffy, Willow, and Giles were all having about slaying but the chair was so comfortable…

Willow glanced over at where Xander had fallen asleep with his head on the table and wondered just what had kept him up last night. Sharing a smile with Buffy they both turned to explain to Giles how tired he had been that day. “He hasn’t been sleeping well lately, I have noticed. I wonder why it was particularly bad last night?” Giles said in his soft, upper-crust, British voice and both Buffy and Willow blushed.

“We asked but he just mumbled and moved away. Well, mumbled and blushed and moved away. I know he’s been having dreams a lot, and from what I’ve coaxed out of him they’re icky dreams, but he usually only sleeps like 3 hours a night anyway and that’s not even counting if theirs extra slaying or mega-cramming to be done but we didn’t have any tests today and the dreams usually let him sleep through the nights he just tends to be a little wiggy afterwards…” Willow babbled cutely a nice light rose tinting her cheeks from the exertion. She would have gone on but Giles cut her off.

“Dreams? What are they about? And for how long have they been happening?” When the redhead paused Giles frowned slightly. “Willow we all know how important dreams can be, and how dangerous.” All of them remembered last year when nightmares had taken over their school because of one little boy trapped in a coma.

“I dunno, he didn’t start not sleeping well until sometime after Ford.” An apologetic glance sent Buffy’s way but the Slayer shrugged it off. “He won’t tell me what they’re about but it seems to be really wiggy.” Giles had his concerned, contemplative look on as he gazed at the slumped body on the research table.

“Buffy… did anything happen at Ford’s club? You mentioned he had Xander tied up but nothing else…” Buffy glanced guiltily at the somnolent brunet highschooler before turning back to Giles with her ‘guilty’ face. Straightening her shoulders the petite slayer pulled herself together.

“Well… remember how I told you Spike was “holding” Xander,” She started, complete with air quotes, “at Parent Teacher night? Well I think that’s why Ford brought him along. Spike kinda had him, while I was passed out and then fighting, and he was… I dunno talking I guess… I didn’t see much but I think I saw Spike holding his wrist to Xander’s mouth. I think he might have,” And the blonde’s voice dropped so the man and girl listening to her had to lean in to hear. “Ya know, drunk his blood.”

Willow stumbled back from Buffy her own blood draining from her face as the import of her friend for life’s situation hit her, and then rushing back when she remembered all the various stories she had read in Giles’ ‘forbidden’ books about vampires and sharing blood. Giles for his part was frantically cleaning his glasses as he tried to sort out the meaning behind William the Bloody taking a human pet, or possibly marking his soon-to-be childe. Spike had never been known to take a Pet for long, and usually shared them with Drusilla or Angelus(for the short while of Spike’s life he had been around) and had never taken a potential childe.

“He did.” Angel voiced his thoughts from the shadowed corner in which he had been hiding. All three fighters of evil spun around and gave him blank looks. “He drank Spike’s blood I can smell Spike’s scent all over him.” Buffy gathered herself the fastest used, as she was, to her boyfriend’s sudden appearances and disappearances. “Wait but if it happened it happened a while ago. I mean, won’t the scent have worn off?”

“It would have, but the smell’s recent. I think the reason Xander did not sleep last night was because Spike was bothering him.” Staring at the young man’s brown hair he idly wished he had never offered him to his grandchilde. “I think we have to keep a close watch on him, just in case.” Everyone nodded, mutually deciding to keep Spike’s evil hands, and fangs, off Xander.