A Half Devil on the Hellmouth

Devil May Cry / Xander Harris

By:star2000shadow

Chapter One: Mannequin

Part: A

Genre: Devil May Cry / Xander harris

Disclaimer: I don't own it, it's not mine, don't sue, considering im broke enough i had to borrow my brother's computer to even get this up.

ALL Spelling error's are mine.

Warnings for this chapter: swearing.

warnings for this story: AU, OOCness, possible Yaoiness

Author notes: I've never played or read any of the Devil May cry things, so this might be a bit AU. and by a bit, I mean quite a bit. so expect, OOC, And a bunch of other weird shit popping up. and yes this is YAHF (Yet Another Halloween Fic) for those of you interested. ohh and yes, this IS going to have Yaoi tendency's in it.

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Now on with the show..

Alexander LaVelle Harris Swore under his breath as the last Toy gun was snagged by a ten year old kid. he was NOT about to get into a fight with a ten year old over a gun. sighing dejectedly he wanderd through the store towards the back of said store. and paused at what he saw a mannequin wearing a almost blood red leather duster. with a rigging set holding two guns. one silver/white, and one that was black. the pants as well where black. or at least he thought so. and hanging down the characters back , or well would if the picture that came with the outfit said anything. of a Sword with a Skull that had Horns on ethir side. it also came with a pair of boots. which made him smile almost wistfully. he doubted he could afford the outfit. the picture with directions for how the outfit went to gether proudly proclaimed: Devil May Cry: Dante.
It also had a white wig on the head of the Mannequin. makeing Xander raise an eyebrow. and on the little platform at the mannequin's feet where a set of blue contacts.

It was perfect. "I doubt I can afford it though.." he thought irritable of the money he HAD saved up in the bank. over 200 dollars. it wasn't a lot. but it had been a start so he could leave his Basement room. and his almost never sober parents. and then he'd found out, because he was still in high school and it was a joint account with his parents bank account, as if there was ever any money in it besides enough to keep it open. so when he'd went in to pull out some of the money. the only money IN there was a whole twenty dollars. he'd found out his father had gone in, still drunk as hell to make a withdrawel, and upon learning he had no money in his and his wifes account. but when he'd asked after his sons, and the people being unable to NOT tell him. well he'd taken out almost all of the money.

⌠May I help you ??" came a voice from behind him, makeing Xander twist around, barely swallowing the yelp that wanted to tear it's way out of his throat.
"You REALLY shouldn't sneak up on people like that in this town mister." he might just become the next accident waiting to happen. Death By barbacue fork or some other rubbish.
once his heart had gotten back to its normal beat he glanced around the shop and, standing on tip toe, saw Buffy and Will's over by another Mannequin wearing an 18th centuryish red and white and pink dress. he excused himself from the shop owner, or one of their employees, and went to the girl's side. "Bah.. I like my women in Spandex.."

Willow giggled and shoved him while buffy gave him an irritated look and spoke to willow. "So do you think Angel will like it." Xander felt disgust. no he wasn't pineing after Buffy. not anymore anyways. he didn't swing that way. he found himself more.. attracted to the same sex. which was just a little irritateing. considering there was NO ONE in sunnydale that he knew of that he felt the slightest interust in.
Sighing he turned and went back to look at the Dante costume. considering it. "What the hell.." who needed a road trip anyways. he grabed the Shop Owner and asked him how much the costume was. "Well how much money do you have, if you can't afford this one I might have a nock off.. you know because of the damage to the bag..that you can have.." So Xander told him of the 40 dollars he had. which had the man smileing. "Just the right amount, and you'll get change back.. this is only 35.95" Xander couldn't beleave his luck.

Later he'd wonder how he could be so foolish, especially on the hellmouth but still. it had been a NICE ass costume. and he wasn't to sure the wepons where fake. they looked real. but when he ran a finger along the sword it was plastic. but damned if it didn't look like he could cut someones arm off with it. not to mention the guns where heavy and het plastic.
so he'd bought it. if anything he could keep the nice ass coat and convert the gun rigs so they could hold stakes. as he turned at a call from Willow and buffy he saw they'd already bought and paid for their outfits. he saw wills 'ghost' outfit and sighed internally. looks like willow was hideing for yet another halloween. "Hey will's, buffster, set to go?" he almost growled as he saw that buffy had, clearly, that dress she'd been eyeing up in her possesion in one of those big cover up clothes bangs with the bottoms on op and the opening on the bottom of the dress.

a hanger's hook sticking out of the opening. but he forced himself not to say a damn thing. because he knew if he did. he'd really wish he hadn't. and on the hell mouth, you so did not make a wish. you never knew who was listening.
"Anyways see you guys tonight when we pick the rugrats up." he didn't bother showing them his own out fit as he walked away.
Sometimes he wonderd what he was doing hanging out with them. but often brushed it off. it wasn't like he cared that much anymore. he no longer 'panted' after buffy, and he knew will's no longer had a crush on him. which was a relief in and of it's own. he'd continue his bicker, banter back and forth with Cordy. but otherwise He would just try and survive the hellmouth, and bring as many people as he could with him as he did so.

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That night found Xander dressed to kill. a pair of newer black jeans, a black muscle shirt. and the out fit he'd bought. includeing a pair of new boots that had matched the coat.
He wore the Guns, and the sword as they should be. and had stuck the white wig on. and the blue contacts in. reaching the Summer's house he paused. took a calming breath, and knocked on the door. Buffy was the one to answer said door and he couldn't help but check her out.
⌠Hail Buffy, Lady of Buffdom, Duchess of Buffonia! I completely renounce spandex!■ He said, eye's being forced back up to buffy's face. she had her 'wig' on and.
well even if he didn't go that way she was lovely to the eye.

Buffy smiled and curtsied, saying, ⌠Why, thank you, kind sir.■ She then straightened and frowned at him, asking, ⌠Who are you supposed to be?■ Xander shrugged, having set the sword at just the right angle to draw. "Dunno, Shopkeeper said it's some guy from a japanese video game that might be coming to the U.S." then he glanced around her. "Where's Will's"
Buffy remembering they where standing on the porch blushed and backed up giving him room to enter. "Wait until you see her"
"Hi.." came a timid voice from the stair way, causeing Xander and buffy to look towards them. Willow was, once again, in her normal ghost costume.
Xander ignored buffy's put upon sigh as he smiled at his oldest friend. "That's a mighty fine 'Boo' you got there wills."

Willow jumped a little on the stair's as he smiled goofily at her. then the three Teens got together so Buffy's mom could take pictures. then out the door they went to get to the school and snag their respective groups of kids.
Xander explained about getting candy, and then lead them all off towards the first few houses. an hour later he paused. something in him senseing that something was wrong. especially when he heard a scream not to far away. he spun towards the cry, it was behind his group so he got a good close up as the kids all started to change. or well a few of them the rest scatterd screaming. and then pain, nerve tearing, soul shattering pain tore through him as the spell hit him. he dropped to his knees. his scream turning into a roar of rage.