AN: Hey people this is the first fanfic I've written in a long time so bear with me. This is set in a time that never existed in the series, but they are all in high school, Spike is in the show, and Willow knows she is a lesbian. Oh, and did I mention Spike is living in Xander's basement with him? Yeah, it's a twisted, made-up time... Please no flames and I don't own this yadayadayada...
It had been a long Monday and Xander just wanted to go home and, like all boys his age, sleep. He sighed as he slammed his locker shut and slung his backpack over his shoulder.
"Xander!" Willow shouted as she and Buffy ran over to greet him. "Are you coming to the Bronze with us tonight?"
"Ugh, sorry guys, I'm beat. I'm just gonna head home, but Thursday night we're all going over Buffy's, right?"
"As far as I know, and no, Angel won't be there," Buffy replied.
"Aww, I didn't even get a chance to ask this time!"
"What do you have against him? Well, besides the fact that he's a vampire...and going out with me...you know what? Forget that question..."
"Exactly my point," Xander remarked as he slowly turned and walked out of the building. He walked down the sidewalk, scuffing his shoes along the ground as he went. The school buses passed him and he continued to drudge home. Xander opened his door, walked down the basement stairs, and was greeted by Spike with a grunt, which was returned with a, "Hi." Xander collapsed on his bed.
"S'that all you kids do these days? Sleep? Hell of a lot of exercise you get and still maintain your looks."
"What?!" Xander said, shocked. He had a small crush on Spike, though it never showed, which was why he was reluctant to take Spike in his house at first."
"Nuff'n"
"Are you drunk?"
"Maybe a lit' hic 'tle," Spike said as he lay on the bed next to Xander, which Xander wouldn't have minded if it were not for the fact that he was supposed to hate him. Xander said nothing.
"Look pet, I know you like me, you can't hide that."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Spike tackled Xander to the bed and kissed him. It wasn't special or long, just a short peck on the lips. "Admit it," Spike said huskily.
"Y-yeah..." Xander awkwardly said from beneath him. He wanted that badly, but now he badly wanted more. Instead, Spike stood and wobbled to the other side of the room. Xander, suddenly realizing something, blurted, "Hey! You like me too..."
"I like where this is going."
"So do you think we should-"
"Date? Aren't we already?"
"Uh... I- I-"
Spike put his finger to Xander's lips and whispered for him to be quiet, then said, "Pet, vampires don't get drunk," as he took off his shirt and lay in the bed next to him. Xander cuddled up to Spike's chest and Spike pulled him in for a tight hug.