The Morning After
Rating: R due to language
Disclaimer: These Characters are not mine. I wish they were, but I am not that lucky, nor am I that rich
Beta'd by Sajinn
Feedback is desperately needed. If not, I will keep writing badly and keep posting them.
Set Season 6. After "Hell's Bells" Willow and Tara are together, though.
This is written in Xander's POV.
Chapter 2
Now that Buffy's run off, what can I do? Of course, I could do what I usually do on a Saturday: eat and then go back to sleep for a while before heading to the Magic Box wherein I stand around researching/people watching/comic relief. I go about making my famous waffles for one, sit and eat while watching TV. TV is a very good distraction when you don't want to think. I try to go back to bed, but I can still see Buffy's impression on the pillow, smell her fragrance on my sheets. Sleep is definitely impossible, and I have no idea what to say to the gang today. Morning routine broken, what can I do now?
I just decided to brave my friends and head to the Magic Box. Maybe they'll give me some insights on what Buffy was doing before we ended up in bed together. Of course, I'm not going to mention it for many reasons. Number one, my sex life is none of their business. I always tried to keep Anya from discussing it, no matter what my friends think. Number two, it would bring up that whole "high school crush" stuff and I am over that… I think. Last, but not least, it would upset Buffy, and I can't do that to her. We need to sort everything between us, not the whole gang.
The store is quiet this time of morning. People don't usually crowd the store at 10:00 in the morning. I headed to the training room to think. The gang was surprisingly absent, so I have all the equipment to myself. Exercising frees my mind and I can think much better. During my workout, I decided to talk to Buffy as soon as possible so we can piece the night together, and put it behind us. I need so see if my feelings for her have grown, and if we did have sex, I want to take responsibility. Wow, a kid. Never thought I'd have one of those before I grew up. Don't know what to think now.
I guess I exercised longer than I thought. Now everybody is here, the Scoobies and shoppers alike. Dawn, Buffy, Willow and Tara are sitting at the table, researching, while Anya tries to separate the fools from their money. I guess "The Talk" has to be put off for now. I sat and started to read the book Will gives me. They eventually look up and start rehashing the events of last night.
"Hey Buff, where did you go after we left the Bronze? We were going to patrol with you, but we couldn't find you. Tara and I ended up going home," Willow asked in her usual inquisitive way.
"Yeah, um, I went straight to walk the cemeteries. Didn't find anything except a drunken Xander. I took him home to sleep it off." Buffy looked at me pointedly, her eyes saying Not. A. Word.
"Xander, you got drunk? You said that you were just going to have one beer with the guys and meet us afterwards. We got worried and called you, and got no answer. I guess the estrogen crowd isn't good enough for you anymore?" Willow had her "Stupid Xander" look on.
"Honey, didn't you say yesterday that it was good he found guy friends?" Tara looked at me with an expression of sympathy. "You said he needed to get the excess testosterone out of his system."
"Wills, I was headed to the Bronze, but they kept buying me more rounds. I couldn't say no to the free beer. Anyway, I never got a call on my cell. I decided that I needed to go home when Buffy found me. I promise I will hang tonight, though. What are my favorite women doing?" I gave my patented goofy smile, hoping all, or most, was forgiven.
"Sis and I are doing the family bonding thing tonight. Willow has her addicts meeting and Tara's got homework." Dawn was happy having her sister to herself tonight. I haven't seen the girl like this in a while. Definitely no talk tonight.
"I guess I'm left to my own devices. Hmm, a night at home might do me some good."
Not likely. Maybe I'll just get drunk on my own. No, scratch that. Drunk leads to no memories. That's what I'll do. Look for something that will help retrieve my memories. That way I'll know what we did, and the best way to mention it to Buffy. That sounds like a plan. I'll find a nice, simple spell that is hard to screw up.
"Um… Xander? Why are you looking at me that way? Get to reading," Buffy asked me in a tone of nonchalance, but had fear in her eyes.
Shit! I've been staring at her during my whole inner monologue! She's probably scared I'm going to mention last night.
"Sorry, Buff. Just formulating my plans for the evening. A night at home will do the trick." I started my research anew, looking for the needed spell. I have most of the ingredients at home. One never knows when evil will strike. I may not have been a Boy Scout, but I believe in their motto wholeheartedly. I try to be always prepared… except for last night…I think.
Rating: R due to language
Disclaimer: These Characters are not mine. I wish they were, but I am not that lucky, nor am I that rich
Beta'd by Sajinn
Feedback is desperately needed. If not, I will keep writing badly and keep posting them.
Set Season 6. After "Hell's Bells" Willow and Tara are together, though.
This is written in Xander's POV.
Chapter 2
Now that Buffy's run off, what can I do? Of course, I could do what I usually do on a Saturday: eat and then go back to sleep for a while before heading to the Magic Box wherein I stand around researching/people watching/comic relief. I go about making my famous waffles for one, sit and eat while watching TV. TV is a very good distraction when you don't want to think. I try to go back to bed, but I can still see Buffy's impression on the pillow, smell her fragrance on my sheets. Sleep is definitely impossible, and I have no idea what to say to the gang today. Morning routine broken, what can I do now?
I just decided to brave my friends and head to the Magic Box. Maybe they'll give me some insights on what Buffy was doing before we ended up in bed together. Of course, I'm not going to mention it for many reasons. Number one, my sex life is none of their business. I always tried to keep Anya from discussing it, no matter what my friends think. Number two, it would bring up that whole "high school crush" stuff and I am over that… I think. Last, but not least, it would upset Buffy, and I can't do that to her. We need to sort everything between us, not the whole gang.
The store is quiet this time of morning. People don't usually crowd the store at 10:00 in the morning. I headed to the training room to think. The gang was surprisingly absent, so I have all the equipment to myself. Exercising frees my mind and I can think much better. During my workout, I decided to talk to Buffy as soon as possible so we can piece the night together, and put it behind us. I need so see if my feelings for her have grown, and if we did have sex, I want to take responsibility. Wow, a kid. Never thought I'd have one of those before I grew up. Don't know what to think now.
I guess I exercised longer than I thought. Now everybody is here, the Scoobies and shoppers alike. Dawn, Buffy, Willow and Tara are sitting at the table, researching, while Anya tries to separate the fools from their money. I guess "The Talk" has to be put off for now. I sat and started to read the book Will gives me. They eventually look up and start rehashing the events of last night.
"Hey Buff, where did you go after we left the Bronze? We were going to patrol with you, but we couldn't find you. Tara and I ended up going home," Willow asked in her usual inquisitive way.
"Yeah, um, I went straight to walk the cemeteries. Didn't find anything except a drunken Xander. I took him home to sleep it off." Buffy looked at me pointedly, her eyes saying Not. A. Word.
"Xander, you got drunk? You said that you were just going to have one beer with the guys and meet us afterwards. We got worried and called you, and got no answer. I guess the estrogen crowd isn't good enough for you anymore?" Willow had her "Stupid Xander" look on.
"Honey, didn't you say yesterday that it was good he found guy friends?" Tara looked at me with an expression of sympathy. "You said he needed to get the excess testosterone out of his system."
"Wills, I was headed to the Bronze, but they kept buying me more rounds. I couldn't say no to the free beer. Anyway, I never got a call on my cell. I decided that I needed to go home when Buffy found me. I promise I will hang tonight, though. What are my favorite women doing?" I gave my patented goofy smile, hoping all, or most, was forgiven.
"Sis and I are doing the family bonding thing tonight. Willow has her addicts meeting and Tara's got homework." Dawn was happy having her sister to herself tonight. I haven't seen the girl like this in a while. Definitely no talk tonight.
"I guess I'm left to my own devices. Hmm, a night at home might do me some good."
Not likely. Maybe I'll just get drunk on my own. No, scratch that. Drunk leads to no memories. That's what I'll do. Look for something that will help retrieve my memories. That way I'll know what we did, and the best way to mention it to Buffy. That sounds like a plan. I'll find a nice, simple spell that is hard to screw up.
"Um… Xander? Why are you looking at me that way? Get to reading," Buffy asked me in a tone of nonchalance, but had fear in her eyes.
Shit! I've been staring at her during my whole inner monologue! She's probably scared I'm going to mention last night.
"Sorry, Buff. Just formulating my plans for the evening. A night at home will do the trick." I started my research anew, looking for the needed spell. I have most of the ingredients at home. One never knows when evil will strike. I may not have been a Boy Scout, but I believe in their motto wholeheartedly. I try to be always prepared… except for last night…I think.