OK, here's your drink.
Now, back to my story.
I figured that we may go out fighting but damnit! I was going to do
something I've always wanted to do first.
I hugged Buffy tight, told her I loved her and kissed her.
When I opened my eyes we were in my room, on my bed. Which wasn't
a bad thing, just really, really strange. So, as much as I wanted to
explore this nice developement, Buffy was completely wigged and decided
we should go see Giles. PRONTO.
We did. It made the last puzzle piece click into place for the
G-man.
He went to one of his trusty books and found what he had been looking
for all this time.
Why are you looking at me like that? NO! I can't show you.
I can't do it when ever I feel like, just give me a minute and I'll
explain
it to you.
It turns out I'm another product of the hellmouth. I draw on the
slayers
power and stuff happens when I'm upset and scared for the ones I
love.
So, I'm kinda like Buffy's good luck charm. (Also it explains so
much.
Like the whole puppet thing when I caught that rope like I did.
Buffy's dead, then not, ordeal.Halloween, the funeral home/Theresa
thing.
Well you get the drift. It explained a lot.)
Giles said it was getting stronger as I matured and the longer I lived
on the hellmouth,
the more powerful it would get. So, I would have to learn how to
control it.
(OH, did I mention that for me to be able to draw on Buffy's powers she
had to,
though unconsciously, allow me to out of love? She had a hard time with
that one let me
tell you!)
So now I was a freak, Buffy's avoided me, and Giles kept trying to
throw us together.
Willow thought it was really cool and kept trying to do spells on me.
Anya broke up with me and split Sunnydale all together mumbling
something
about normal people.
Oz just grunted and nodded his head like I had just dyed my hair.
Want a twinkie? How about a ho-ho? OK your loss.
Finally, a week later Buffy came looking for me.Wanted to talk she
said.
Man, she was dressed to kill. Really! Tank top, short skirt,stakes here
and there,
crosses. That's my gal-pal,dressed for slay gal success.
Our talk would take place during her patrol.I knew what she was doing,
the being alone
without *being alone* thing.I went anyway.
She told me a lot of stuff that night. Said that we had been
friends for so long that
she was afraid to take the chance of messing it up. She never had
friends like me and Will.
She couldn't ,and wouldn't, risk it. Not even for me, not even for true
love.
Also, it seemed we were a part in a prophecy. Giles had told her
about it a couple
of days before and she made him promise not to tell me.
She needed to think about it first. Of course something about that
pissed me off
but for the first time in my life, I kept quiet about it.
The prophecy said that the Slayer would find the 'love protector'
and her world
would become as one with his.They would have a deep and lasting love
but would be
'tested', so to speak, 3 times during their life together.If they
failed, they died
and their souls went without each other. If they lived, they would
spend all eternity
together.
It went on on with some more complicated stuff but that was the
important parts.
It had a vague reference to the 3 tests. Enough to let us know that we
had passed
the first one with the Mayor, and the second one was close at hand.
I'll admit that I felt really cheated. Here the prophecy was speaking
of this
grand love and I was getting cheated out of it! AND, I might be killed
because of this
non-existant love to boot!
Buffy said it only made her feel more pressure and she needed time
to think.
By this time I had had enough.So, I told her she was going to have a
lot of time because
I didn't want to see her for awhile. It was MY turn to think about what
was going on.
She wasn't the lone ranger any more and this involved my life, not just
hers. Then, I showed
her my back and walked away.
It would be three long weeks before I talked to Buffy again. But a
beautiful thing happened
in those three weeks. Buffy realized she loved me. FINALLY. Whoo-hoo!
YES!
Oh, sorry,even after 8 years I still get excited when I think about it.
It all seems like yesterday.........
"Xand? PLease, please pick up the phone." He heard her voice break
and knew she was
crying but damnit! So had he been for the past 3 weeks and he was tired
of it all!
" Xander, if you don't pick up I'll just come over and break your door
down. You know
I can too so answer me.PLease. I-I guess you heard I broke up with
Riley? I couldn't date him
any longer knowing that---" beeeeeppp.
Xander raced to the phone as the answering machine cut Buffy's speech
off;
but it was too late and he was met with the dial tone.
Running his hand over his face, he picked up the phone to call her
back.Willow answered.
"Xander, she's on her way over there. You had better let her in
Mister! Did you know
that she received 12 stitches last week and a black eye three nights
ago?"
"Oh, god is-"
"I'm not finished so you listen to me Alexander!! You let her in and
hear her out. It
isn't easy for people to admit their feelings- especially Buffy. She's
been miserable
these past weeks over you and this will be resolved tonight if I have
to come over
there and tie you two up myself! Do you hear me ALexander Lavelle
Harris?!"
Willow was very out of breath and shouting by the end of her
tirade.
"Ummm yeah Will I do, gotta go Buffy's here, and Willow? Thanks, I love
you."
Xander hung up the phone and quickly went to the door.
As soon as he had the door open, he grabbed Buffy and hugged her to
him tight
and then looked her over. Deciding she was indeed alive, he set her
away from
him and started pacing.
" I ah see that Willow talked to you huh?" Buffy said nervously. Xander
never stayed
away from her for so long. She was scared that she was too late.
Prophecy or not
- she had proved one wrong before, but she hoped with all her heart she
hadn't this time.
"Yes I did. I'm sorry you got hurt Buff. I never want that," Xander
shakily ran his hand
through his hair and said,"What do you want Buffy? What did you come
here for? If it's
more of the same then please leave cause I can't take no more. I want-"
Buffy's heart skipped a couple beats as she hurridly interrupted
him,"Xander please! Wait.
I love you." Buffy sobbed. "I love you so much I think I might die from
it. I love your
beautiful eye's and the way they love me.I love your smile and your
laugh and your sense
of humor. I-I l-love everything about you. Well, your dancing sucks but
please, please say
I'm not too late." Buffy wiped the tears from her face but more just
fell in their place.
Looking at Xander with such love, despair and hope in her eyes he knew
she was telling the
truth that was in her heart.Finally.
Staring at each other from across the room, they slowly made their
way towards
each other. Standing just a few steps apart, Xander gave a small smile.
" I never thought I'd ever hear you say that to me. Say it again."He
demanded.
"Oh Xander, I love you soo much.", Buffy all but laughed.
"So, is it true? Did you break up with Riley?"
Buffy started laughing, "love your priorities there Xand, but yes, it's
true.
About two weeks ago to be exact.I couldn't keep lying to myself and oh
Xander please,
if you don't touch me again, I think I'll die!"
Buffy threw herself against Xander and he caught her to him.
Bringing their bodies
flush from chest to legs, he ran his hands through her hair as he
devoured her mouth.
They both ignored the ringing phone. For hours. Willow understood and
so did Giles
after Willow explained it to him.
Ahhh great, now I need a cold shower. Oh well I'll have to settle
for a cold drink.
How about you? Want a refil? Ok great, hang on, I'll be right back. I
still haven't told you
about the second test.
Notes:You may have thought the last part was
strange but get ready.It's about to get REALLY
out there now.
Again my thanks to Andra for putting up with me.
And a big thanks to Darcy for helping me out with
that pesky line of Giles lingo. Thanks Darcy.
Whoo- I'm settled down now. You know there once was a time when I
said
"I'm 17, looking at linoleum makes me think of sex." How true that was
but
I probally shouldn't have put an age on it. Being married to Buffy does
that to a guy I'm afraid.
Anyway, back to my story.I'll pick it up from a week after we got
together.