He didn't mean to see it.

He went downstairs to get some equipment for the SITs. The same downstairs that was Spikes bedroom for the time being.

The same downstairs that Buffy was leaning in close and kissing Spike, with a passion he had never seen first hand. Buffy was kissing Spike. The man who raped her. The man who discusted him so much he though his blood would boil.

He couldn't stand it, he dropped the box and ran upstairs. He walked passed confused looks, walked past everyone. He felt... Oh god there was no way to describe the way he felt.

He was outside for about a second before it started to rain, it was warm and came down like a flood. By now the tears couldn't be seen, the rain took care of that. He felt as though the world felt his misery and cried with him. He felt someone take him by the arm and turn him around. Buffy. Buffy followed him. He didn't know she heard him.

"Xander! I didn't want you to learn about us like that."

"You and Spike are..."

"We are. I know you don't like him, but.... I am going to be with him."

Thats when it happened. He didn't know what it was exactly, but he felt it. A sharp pain to his heart... he cluched on to his chest trying to figure out what was going on with him.

"Xander?"

He colapsed to the ground. His heart slowing steadly.... untill finally, it stopped.