BTVS-EVA Loop

"Combined loop?" Shinji asked Xander, hoping he was looping as well.

"Looks like," Xander agreed as he made his bed, which mainly consisted of folding it back into the couch. He'd taken over the basement when he started high school so his younger brother Shinji could have his own room.

"Anything I need to know?"

"Standard Sunnydale so far," Xander replied with a shrug. "You are my younger brother, Asuka is Willow's younger sister and… I can't feel my subspace pocket."

Shinji quickly checked his own and found it absent as well. "That's…strange and worrying."

"No time to deal with it now," Xander said. "We have to go get Willow and Asuka. We'll work on the pockets after school."

"How's Asuka?" Shinji asked, wanting a heads up since his memory was still trickling in and would be for hours, while Xander was probably already up to date, this being his home loop.

"Common for that remade world where Rei was a more normal albino girl," Xander said after a moment's thought.

"I liked that world," Shinji said thoughtfully. "Rei was almost as lively as Asuka and it was a million times brighter than my home loop."

"Hell is brighter than your home loop," Xander said bluntly. "I mean, parts of it can be fun, but for most of humanity, Hell would be a relief."

The two gathered their school supplies together and left out the basement exit, since Xander's parents were major drunks in this world, as they often were.

Asuka and Willow were just coming out the door as they arrived. Asuka immediately jumped on Shinji making sure he was dressed properly and had everything he needed for school while berating him for being forgetful.

"Morning Xander," Willow said cheerfully, her smile gaining an extra hundred watts from his presence, the fact that she was dressed in red coveralls and a fluffy blue sweater just enhanced how young and innocent she looked.

Xander offered her his arm much to her surprise as they walked. "Greetings my chief concubine, how is today's outlook?" he asked in a majestic voice.

"How come she gets the chief concubine spot?" Asuka demanded, used to flirting with Xander as she was crushing on him a little bit, but mainly because it annoyed Shinji.

"Because you're my chief concubine," Shinji said much to Asuka's shock. "Only one chief concubine to a harem."

"So, I'm your chief concubine?" Willow asked Xander, her face a solid red, but hoping she could use his joke to make him realize she was in fact a girl and therefore datable.

"The head of my harem," Xander assured her. "Any other girls will either have to be approved by you or kill a demon to gain entrance."

"Your balls finally drop?" Asuka asked Shinji sarcastically.

"Yep, wanna see?" he offered. Before she could explode he quickly broke into the Your Favorite Martian's song 'You Ain't seen my Balls', which kept the two girls laughing too hard to say anything until Xander and Willow left the younger two at the bus stop to continue on to school.

"And what are a harem girl's duties?" Willow asked once they'd gotten far enough away that their younger siblings couldn't hear.

"Until we either find girls you want to include or demon hunters, the head concubine, coincidentally serves the exact same duties as a girlfriend," Xander said.

"R-really?" Willow asked wondering if she was dreaming.

Xander stopped, turned her towards him, leaned down and kissed her, not coming up until air became an issue. "Really," he assured her pulling the stunned girl along by the hand.

"About damn time," Asuka muttered, a little jealous but mostly happy for her sister as the two turned the corner at the end of the block.

"It is the traditional way to welcome a girl to your harem," Shinji said giving her an expectant look.

Asuka turned away, her face a bright red and leaned against Shinji not moving away, but turned so he couldn't kiss her.

Shinji wrapped an arm around her, he was in no rush.

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"Is there something I should know?" Jessie asked as the pair arrived at school.

"She's mine, you can't have her," Xander said hugging her possessively.

Willow's smile would have taken C4 to remove, so naturally Cordelia and her sheep chose to but in.

"See girls, even a hopeless loser can get a guy provided she's willing to put out," Cordelia said snidely.

"Did I ask for a comment from the slut gallery?" Xander asked. "Man you're mouthy when you don't have a dick in it."

Cordelia was so shocked at someone talking back to her like that she actually froze for a second.

"You can't talk to her like that!" Aura squealed.

"I know, I know," Xander said apologetically, before asking in as innocent a voice as possible, "Pay first and only while sucking. Was it an extra ten or twenty to have her swallow?"

A red faced Cordelia Chase stormed off with her speechless groupies in tow.

"Dude, harsh!" Jessie said angrily.

"Dude," Xander said firmly to get his attention. "Verbal assaults on my girlfriend will be answered in kind. I won't go out of my way, but I won't let her insult someone I love either."

Jessie sighed. "I can see where you are coming from, but I'm going to have to distance myself from you two for a while, sorry bro."

"Chase the dream," Xander said and bumped fists with him.

As Jessie turned and walked away, Willow said, "You love me?"

"Since I first met you, I just had a problem showing it," he admitted.

"You're doing an excellent job," Willow said, almost positive she was asleep and dreaming.

Comparing schedules, Xander saw they only had half their classes together. "Looks like I need to switch some classes," he said. "I have to see a man about a schedule, see you in class."

Getting a peck on the lips before he departed Willow decided she was dreaming no doubt about it. Xander loved her, was kissing her and going to take harder classes so they could spend more time together. She was definitely dreaming, still even in a dream she couldn't be late to class. Homeroom passed quickly and Willow waited patiently hoping her dream logic would allow Xander to join her advanced classes since he was taking enough time to be testing out of his old ones.

First period rolled around and Willow joined her civics class which was required for all students. She took a seat on the right hand side three back from the front row, as psychologists had shown that teachers responded best to students in that area.

Cordelia saw Willow sitting alone and smirked, seeing a chance to regain some points. Aware that her 'friends' were listening she decided not to let up until she'd completely shredded the bookworm's self-esteem and sent her running home in tears. "I see you found the softer side of Sears," Cordelia started out, already planning on how to respond to either denial or Willow's showing ignorance of fashion.

"I'm Jewish," Willow responded out of left field, leaving Cordelia with no ready response. "My people tend to choose their life mates based on intelligence and compassion rather than their looks and money, which are transitory."

Cordelia narrowed her eyes by how well Willow had deflected the insult and prepared to snip at Xander's obvious faults.

"Miss Johnson?" Willow called out raising her hand.

Cordelia straightened up, trying to look like she hadn't been talking to Willow, but feeling slightly smug that Willow was going to undercut herself socially by snitching.

"Yes, Ms. Rosenberg?"

"What's the term for breeding for the look of the offspring and usually incest is involved?"

"Sounds like dog breeding," Miss Johnson admitted. "I'm not too knowledgeable about it, but I would suggest avoiding it as the results may look pretty but have reduced intelligence and can have a host of medical problems that aren't visible at first glance."

Willow snapped her fingers. "A puppy mill."

"That's it exactly," Miss Johnson agreed.

"Thanks that's all I needed," Willow said allowing the teacher to return to taking roll.

Cordelia decided to lay off Willow. She may have been a bookworm but she had teeth, which made her at least respectable if not one of the in-crowd.

Harmony frowned, not sure what to think. Normally a confrontation with a social inferior ended in tears, not with the loser unphased and Cordelia looking… satisfied?

Typing by : The Last Primarch!

AN: Just an idle thought.