AN: First up in ways it could have been worse, Xander dresses up as an Inuyasha character! I'll post more as I have time/energy. So far I've got two written for Xander and one each for Buffy and Willow. I'm open to suggestions for more, especially for the girls. Have fun reading!


Xander dresses as Miroku for Halloween. He doesn't know why Uncle Rory had the monk robe in his attic, and doesn't ask. Willow finds him some fabric and a ring that he can use for the wrappings on the wind tunnel's seal. (She also helps him find some earrings that don't involve piercing his ears, but the less said about that shopping trip the better.) He uses a broomstick and some metal rings to jerry rig the Shakujo staff, and it doesn't look half bad.

When he goes to Ethan's with the girls, the only thing he's still looking for is the rosary. (Because the only string of beads he has, he doesn't know where he got, and it's a dayglow neon pink that refuses to be covered up by spray paint no matter how many coats he uses.) He finds a long string of beads in one of the bargain bins. They're the right color, they look like stone, they cost a quarter. Xander snatches them out from under the nose of a tiara-wearing elementary school girl with only the slightest hint of guilt. With the money he has left over, he even finds a little clip-on ponytail that doesn't look too stupid or girly.

When the spell takes hold, he finds himself in a strange land, sans his companions. His spiritual awareness is more a hindrance than a help, because there are demons literally everywhere. And unlike the yōkai he normally encounters, which are merely nature spirits, many of these demons are akuma. They are evil aberrations of the natural order of the world.

A yūrei stopped him from using his wind tunnel to dispose of a pack of the tiny monsters. The ghost of the attractive (and scantily clad) young woman seemed to mistake Miroku for someone she had known in life. He went along with her on the off chance that she was correct in saying that the many demons were simply children under some sort of evil spell. If not, they could always be dealt with after her soul had been laid to rest. The best way to do that was by helping her complete whatever unfinished business kept her here.

Over the course of the night, he was slapped by Buffy (thankfully sans Slayer strength) when he asked if she would bear his child, by Cordelia for the same question, and then again by Cordelia when he surreptitiously groped her bottom. Willow glared every time he made a pass at a beautiful girl, while Giles furiously cleaned his glasses. But in the end, the spell was broken and everyone returned to normal.

Except, not quite.

Xander could sense demons better than even Buffy, now. With the proper meditation to focus his new spiritual powers, he found that he could purify them too.

And the wind tunnel remained in his hand, carefully sealed away by a rosary of blessed stone beads.

Xander understood Miroku's lecherous behavior better now. He shared the desire to leave something of himself behind – a legacy, a child to continue the fight that he would inevitably lose. Instead of succumbing to those urges, Xander turned his energies toward research.

There was no Naraku in this world whose death would end his curse, and Xander would not risk passing it on to a new generation – to any child he might have. If he could not find another way to close the wind tunnel…

The hole in his hand would expand year by year until it consumed him. Until then, he would at least live a useful life. He would fight evil and purify demons and keep his friends and comrades safe.

Their lives would be his legacy.