Xander went into shock Deadboy had not only dragged him into the school and gave him to his childe, but he was draining him with Spike. Xander whished he could wake up from this nightmare, but he didn't and he could feel himself dieing . Xander wasn't surprised to see blackness creeping into his sight on all sides like a demented fog. He was so tired maybe if he just closed his eyes for a moment surely no one would care.
Angel was horrified with himself he was draining Buffy's best friend and hadn't realized how far he had gone until he felt Xander pass out against him he had to stop, but it tasted so good better than he remembered blood tasting, then again he hadn't drunk human blood in a very long time.
"You can't stop can you Angelus?" Spike said smirking, "Well that's understandable considering, and the boy was a right nummy treat, had more flavor than most humans do." Spike pulled his fist back and punched angel in the face making him drop Xander and go flying. Angel rushed forward and grabbed Xander then turned tale and ran thinking if he got Xander to the hospital he could be saved.
Xander's body had gone through a transformation while at the hospital and he had become shorter and more delicate looking, a sign of demon heritage that became apparent because of the bites that were bestowed upon him by Spike and Angel. Still it had taken two days and three transfusions to stabilize him enough that he could leave the hospital. Xander had to quit school because of his change in appearance as he was under the impression that no one would believe it was him. Xander started working at Willy's bar to earn money by bartending, heavy lifting, and fixing anything that gets broken. Willy tried to convince him into become a bouncer too, but Xander declined saying no one would take him seriously as a bouncer at a demon bar. He did have the uncanny ability to diffuse most small fights before they started though. Over the next couple of months Xander came to love his job.
"Hey bartender." One demon said Xander was unsure of the species.
"Let me guess beer?" Xander said smirking he loved guessing what the customers wanted before they asked. The demon looked as surprised as a lizard-like creature could and nodded. Xander smirked and slid the beverage over the counter towards it. The demon caught it no problem and walked off to the back where a group of them were conversing. The door opened and in walked Spike. Xander looked up startled by the way Spike came in, more accurately the way he rolled in flocked by minions.
"Oi, quit your staring." Xander snapped his head back to the next customer thankful that the bites hadn't scarred and that he no longer was recognizable as Xander Harris the zeppo.
Xander didn't try to guess the next persons drink he was too jumpy to do that at the moment. Spike was staring at him, Xander wasn't even sure that Spike was blinking. Xander chose to ignore it and go about his business, but it was so damn hard to do anything with him constantly staring. Xander scowled grabbed a bottle of whisky walked over to Spike's table and put the bottle down and walked back to the bar.
"I'll put it on your tab." Xander said over his shoulder.
"Ta' mate." Spike said smirking at Xander's back and then proceeded to take a swig from the bottle.
Xander went back to guessing what people wanted to drink more confident now that he had already spoken to Spike without getting drained of blood. He didn't notice Spike's expression become more and more unreadable as he watched Xander work.
Spike was fascinated he had yet to see Xander guess wrong and he knew there was something familiar about him, but he just couldn't figure out what it was at the moment and it was driving him mad. He had sent his guards off to gather information on him, but they had yet to find anything it was like he just appeared out of thin air one day. It was extremely annoying and this was his third day of observing.
It was around when Spike was thinking that when the fight started apparently one of them said something which meant a grave insult in one language and a simple question in the other. The fight was small and was uninteresting as far as Spike was concerned, but what Xander did was. He walked up to both fighters and they immediately stopped fighting and looked at Xander with glazed eyes and then sat back in their seats. Spike wheeled himself over to Xander and pulled him down into his lap to get a better look at him, he struggled, but slowly he stopped struggling and sat perfectly still. He was pretty Spike decided frowning in concentration, he remembered that smell, but he just couldn't quite place it.
"You're not human are ya' mate?" Spike said rhetorically "I'd say you were an altruit, but then ya' would 'ave had to be bitten by a master and not drained. Ya' do smell familiar like though, but I've never left 'em living." Xander's heart started beating a mile a minute. Spike smirked, "Then again ya' could be the first one. That rightly makes ya' mine now doesn't it." Spike said smirk widening with every word. He tightened his hold on Xander and called to his guards so that they could leave.
