Part Twelve: Buffy Watching
Buffy walks hurriedly down the main hallway of Sunnydale high. Out of the corner of her eye she can see Xander. She hasn't seen him all day. He has been avoiding her. Not because he is mad at her or anything like that. He is engaging in one of his favorite practices, Buffy watching. He loves to watch her from a distance. She shakes her head and chuckles to herself.
The boy is crazy.
She is in a hurry so she can't stop, anyway. She will definitely do something to him as soon as she has more time.
Later in the day Buffy and Cindy walk together into the lunchroom. They sit down at a table, waiting for the rest of the gang. Cindy sees Xander at one of the far off tables.
"Oh, there's Xander. I'll tell him to come over."
"He won't come."
"Why, you two didn't have a…"
"Down girl, we didn't have a fight."
"Don't hit me, Buffy, I'm only a sophomore."
"I won't hit you Cindy. He won't come over because he is doing what he calls Buffy watching. He likes to watch me from a distance sometimes. He's basically a stalker at heart."
"Well, I guess it is kind of cute."
"You think everything Xander does is cute, don't you?"
After lunch Buffy sneaks behind Xander. She lightly touches his underarms with her fingers. He jumps, dropping his books. Buffy gets a good laugh
"I love to do that!"
Buffy waits for Xander at the Bronze. Willow and Oz are there as well as Monica, Cindy, Devon and Amy. Cordelia is sitting with Giles and Rebecca. The slayer is getting worried.
"Has anyone seen Xander." Oz speaks up.
"We were together earlier but I haven't seen him tonight."
Buffy decides to look for him. She looks outside. She sees someone sitting up against a telephone pole. She walks up the block to see if it's her honey.
It is. She slowly approaches him.
"Is there a place here for a broken down slayer?"
"It has your name on it, babe."
She sits down. Xander looks at her, sighing.
"You know, I was reading about the blues. You know, the music. You listen to sad, depressing stories of pain and suffering but somehow it actually makes you feel better."
Buffy doesn't respond. Xander continues. "They're going to get you, Buffy. I know they are. I'm no good for you. I'm suppose to be taking the heat off of you and instead I bring twice as much down on you."
He looks at Buffy waiting for her reaction. When she doesn't say anything he gets upset.
"You have nothing to say!"
Buffy gets up. She takes Xander's hand. She starts to walk him back towards the Bronze. He stops.
"I'm waiting for your opinion about what I said."
"Xander, we are going to go to the Bronze right now. We are going to dance. You are going to show me a good time. We are going to dance with each other the way we did on our only official date."
"You are going to be charming and funny and sexy. I am going to show you why you fantasize about me every night. That is what we are going to do. Do you understand?"
By the look on Buffy's face Xander can tell that the discussion he is looking for is not going to take place tonight. He thinks he better drop it.
"Yes, honey, I understand."
"Good, now let's get to the dance floor. You better do me proud, stud. I don't dance with just anybody."
Xander does, indeed, do her proud. He pours all his feeling for her into each dance. The slayer answers every move and adds some of her own. It is a true work of beauty. Each pulsating with the other's heart and soul, swaying and bobbing and weaving and dipping to a rhythm found deep inside. The music merely helps to bring it to the surface. The slayer has to tell Xander her feelings.
"Xander, when we dance like this I can tell that we were destined to be together. I can feel something inside of me coming together with you. I can't explain it. We just have this meeting."
Xander is really getting turned on. "Buffy, do you know how romantic that is?"
"Based on your bodies' present reaction I can get a good idea."
"How about your body? What is your present reaction?"
"I'd say that if we don't get somewhere private very soon I will just have to jump you right here!"
"That's serious. Let's get out of here before it is too late!"
Our loving duo rush to Xander's house post haste.
After the festivities Xander gets very pensive. Buffy knows there is something heavy on his mind. She has a good idea what it is.
"Xander, why don't you ever talk to Rebecca about yourself?"
"How do you know I don't?"
"Are you kidding?"
"No."
"Xander I know everything there is to know about you. Well, I take that back. I know everything that everybody else knows and a few things they don't. But, nobody knows everything about you."
"I see, you just take it upon yourself to know everything Xander."
"Yep."
After thinking about that. "Do you remember when you were worried that you didn't know how to love me?"
"I do."
"Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore."
"Thank you sweetie."
After another few minutes of silence, "Buffy?"
"Yes."
"Am…am I…a freak?"
Buffy closes her eyes before answering. She knew this was weighing on his mind. And, she also knows what is going to come out of his thought and worry. He is concerned that she is in love with a freak. He's afraid it is pulling her down in some way.
"Buffy, I objected to you loving Angel because of what he was. He was pulling you down."
Buffy leans up planting a kiss on Xander's nose.
"Xander, you are no more of a freak than I am. You do not pull me down. When I am with you I am at peak performance. Honey, you have it all down for me. In addition to loving you I also trust you. I would put my life in your hands any time. That's the slayer talking not a weak kneed little girl. You have my back."
"If I start to weigh you down we have to…"
"Don't say it, sweetie."
She gets up, climbing on top of him. "I've had enough of Xander the priest giving me sermons?"
She starts to tickle him. She caught him off guard. He is helpless in a manner of seconds.
"You better hope the daemons don't discover your little problem like I have. We'd be in big trouble. Every time you get like this I will get you unmercifully. Now, kiss me like you mean it, lover. Let's go back to that place we visited when we first came here."
Both Buffy and Xander decide to put their noses to the grindstone as far as school is concerned. For the next week they don't even do the Bronze. They see very little of one another.
Of course, this will not do for long. They don't even train together. Buffy trains with Giles while Xander does his thing with Rebecca.
Xander sees Buffy in the hall, going to her locker. He approaches her as if he doesn't know her. Willow is there too.
"Excuse me, I've seen you around the halls. Don't think me too forward or anything but, can I ask your name?"
Buffy decides to go along with it. "Buffy, Buffy Summers."
"I'm Xander Harris. I don't…I don't usually do this but…would you…consider going over to that…closet over there. We could…I don't know…maybe we could…"
"Listen, let's just skip all the preliminaries. Will you just lie down with me, make passionate love, marry me, have my children and live with me for the rest of your life? I know this is sudden but just consider it. Give me your answer tomorrow."
Xander goes to walk away. Buffy grabs his arm. She waits until the coast is clear then she drags him into the closet.
"Okay, crazy man, shut up and kiss me."
"Oh, no, you're not going to use me for your lust and cheap sex."
"Xander!"
"I'm being seduced against my will."
She drowns him in a kiss. "If I don't get prolonged contact with your lips pretty soon I'm going to be a basket case."
"Well, Ms Buffy Summers, get a grip on your hormones. Girls your age should learn self control and good oral hygiene."
"When I'm not with you, you just go off the deep end, don't you?"
She grabs him in another kiss. This time he puts his entire self into it. Buffy likes it.
"Wow, now I remember why I love you!"
"That's a pretty cheesy reason?"
She gets his underarm, then back to kissing.
"God, woman, you are hot!"
"Your house tonight, major libido unload. You better be there!"
Buffy leaves, catching up to Willow.
"Buffy, you have that "I haven't seen my boyfriend for a week and we just had major whoopee in the closet hair."
Buffy can't answer. She is too busy trying to calm herself for class.
That night Xander meets Buffy for patrol. The whole gang will meet them at the cemetery.
The Boy Wonder goes to her house. She climbs out her bedroom window, blond hair glistening in the moonlight. She wears her black tee shirt, faded jeans with black belt and combat boots. She is pure slayer goddess tonight. Watching her come to him gets Xander's juices boiling. She knows it, too. He meets her with a kiss straight from the depths of his soul.
When they break neither can move for a full minute. Finally, Xander shakes his head.
"You wipe me out, woman."
Buffy just sighs. She doesn't even know where she is. "What…are we suppose to be doing, Xander?"
"Damned if I know."
They walk down the street in stunned silence. Xander speaks. "Buffy, how is it possible for one man to have so much feeling for one woman?"
"You're asking the wrong person, Xander. I had to give up trying to figure out what you do to me. It' just one of those mysteries of life."
They walk in silence, again, just grooving on their encounter. As they near the cemetery Buffy snaps out of it.
"Wait a minute, Xander, I can't go into the cemetery, yet. I…I have to get myself back together."
She sits down on the curb. Xander sits with her. "No, you can't sit here. Go away, Xander. I can't see you or smell you or hear you talk or else I'll never get myself together."
After she calms herself she joins him again. "You know, I could get you arrested for doing that to me."
As soon as they enter the cemetery the mood changes dramatically. The aura of evil is thick enough to cut with a pair of scissors. Buffy and Xander instinctively go back to back.
"Xander?"
"Yea, babe?"
"Give me a kiss." He does. "I love you, Xander."
"Back at you, slayer."
They see the rest of the gang come into the cemetery. Everyone immediately picks up the vibe.
Rebecca comments. "Get ready for something heavy, gang!"
They hear a tremendous roar. When they look around the cemetery is suddenly filled with more vampires than any of them have ever seen at one time before. Hundreds of them!
Monica speaks for all of them. "I didn't know there were this many vampires in the whole world."
Oz tries to lighten the mood. "Maybe they're having some kind of a festival or something."
Rebecca suddenly thinks of something. "I'm too young to die."
Before long they see five figures emerge from the army. They are immediately recognizable.
It is Mr. and Mrs. Harris, Spike, Drusilla and Rachel. The first thing, which pops into Xander's mind, is that he hopes he doesn't have to tangle with Rachel.
Buffy looks at Xander. "I'll do this, honey."
"Let's both do it, Buffy."
They both advance to meet them.
Xander's father is the first to speak. He looks back to Xander's mother. "Well, look at this, Mary, we get to have a family reunion."
"Do we get to show around his ugly ass baby pictures to embarrass him in front of his friends?"
Xander gets real close to them. Buffy gets nervous. "You know, mom, he use to cheat on you when you were both alive. Does he still get a little on the side or don't blood suckers worry about such things? Angel use to get it on with Dru. You know what, dad, I'll bet you shagged the lot of them, didn't you?"
Mr. Harris speaks. "We just wanted to congratulate you for disposing of Malcolm. Gees, son, you just keep knocking off our rivals. We really brought you up well."
Mrs. Harris gets closer to Xander. "Come to Mama and give her a big kiss."
Xander gets close to her. He suckers her in the mouth.
Buffy jumps. "Jesus Christ, Xander!"
Spike kicks him. Mr. Harris smacks him in the face. "You insolent pup!"
Buffy makes a move toward them. Xander addresses Rachel. "Next time I see you, Bitch, you're dust!"
The vamps are not in a fighting mood. They take off. As they are leaving Xander is really pissed. "Me and the slayer against any two of you!"
"Rebecca, me and the slayer against any five of you! You chicken shit sons of bitches!"
He throws a couple of rocks at them. "Get your fucking monkeys out of here, too!"
Xander collapses against a gravestone. Buffy goes back to the rest of the group. Everybody is breathing heavy and hugging each other. The slayer goes to Rebecca. She just shakes her head.
"I told you he was scary, Rebecca."
"He brings them to the brink every time. Is he okay?"
"No, but I've learned to let him calm down first before I try to comfort him."
Willow comes to the slayer. "Hard Xander is very scary Xander."
"He takes your breath away."
The redhead talks to Giles. "Are we all dead, Giles?"
"Well…"
"I know, Giles, have to check the books, Right." The watcher nods.
Giles looks at Buffy. "Buffy…does Xander always…"
"Yes, he does. He pushes it with them all the time. He can't stand that sarcastic thing they do. That's why Angel got him so pissed off all the time."
Cindy asks the slayer, "Does he always hit somebody, too?"
"He always does the most shocking thing possible. I'm sorry, guys."
Cordelia is wondering about Rachel. "What is it with Rachel. I thought she was on our side?"
Buffy doesn't answer. Cordelia looks at Xander. "Is he okay?"
"Be my guest to find out but, hold on to your head."
"That's okay. I still remember what he's like when he's mad. He's all yours."
Just then a lone vampire comes out of one of the graves. Buffy looks at him.
"Aren't you a bit anti-climactic, pal?"
Cordelia continues it. "You are definitely out of the loop."
The slayer flips it and Cordelia stakes it. They look at each other.
Giles addresses everyone. "I think we can call it a night. I'm sure Buffy and Xander can take care of whatever else they may encounter here."
Monica goes to Buffy. "If you need help come over to my house. My father is away."
"Thank you, Monica."
"Willow talks to Buffy. Yea, Buff, Oz, Devon and I are going over if you need anything. Good luck with what's his name."
Buffy rolls her eyes. "Thanks, I need it."
The gang leaves. Buffy sits down beside Xander. He is oblivious to everything.
"Those bastards! The same shit all the time!"
He stares at the slayer. She knows it's sermon time. She closes her eyes.
"What are we going to do about this, Buffy?"
"About what in particular, Xander?"
"Don't act stupid, slayer. What if all those vamps would have come while you were all zonked out and weak-kneed?"
Buffy stares at him in disbelief!
"Excuse me, you were the one who got me all zonked out and weak-kneed to begin with and, you weren't exactly control guy either!"
"I know, I'm just as bad."
"Wait a minute, Xander, what does us making out have to do with 300 vampires appearing in the cemetery?"
He doesn't answer.
"You didn't answer because there is no connection. It's only in your mind that such things make sense."
It's time for Buffy to save Xander from himself, again, to save the both of them. She is glad she knows him so well. She loves him but sometimes he can really be ridiculous.
"Xander, I know you're hurt. You have a right to be mad even more so than the rest of us. I'll comfort you. I'll sleep with you. I'll even listen to your tirade but we are not breaking up. We are not going to stop doing all the nice things we do for each other. And, we are not going to stop loving each other."
She puts her finger in his face. "Do you understand that, Xander? None of your temper solutions, understand?"
Xander lowers his head. Buffy reaches down with her hand, raising his head back to eye level.
"Answer me, Xander."
"Yes, I understand."
"Good, now lets go to your house." The slayer slides her arm in around Xander's waist. He puts his arm around her shoulder.
After a few minutes of silence, "Xander, the more I get to know you the more you scare me."
"How so, oh almighty slayer?'
"We had one of the scariest moments we have ever had back there but you still had the presence of mind to do that little protection thing for Rachel. You're too much!"
Xander stares at Buffy. He didn't think anybody would catch that.
"You didn't think I would catch that, did you? I told you I knew everything about you."
Xander looks down at the slayer. "Are you mad at me, honey?"
She sighs. "No, I guess not."
"By the way, Xander. Your proposition to me in the school hallway this morning. It's not as ridiculous as it sounds."
Xander doesn't want to go there. Buffy doesn't press it.
They get to Xander's house. They spend some very nice time together. Buffy promised her mother she would not be gone all night. She is torn between being the dutiful daughter and spending the night with the man she loves. It is a very hard decision for her. Because of the dangerous nature of their lives she feels very sad whenever she leaves Xander.
She may be Buffy, vampire slayer extraordinary, but she is also a young woman. A young woman very much in love with an exceptional young man, Alexander Lavelle Harris. Her stomach still flutters and her heart still skips a beat whenever she thinks of him.
She is vulnerable and open in front of him. She can't help it. She wears her heart on her sleeve when it comes to Xander. This is such a contrast to her normal mode of operation as the slayer.
It is really hurting her to leave him at night. This isn't a crush or even a normal teenage love affair. This is it as far as she is concerned. There is no reason not to move to the next step, to make it officially permanent. She has hinted as much to Xander a few times but for some reason he won't take it seriously.
Her parents are both wandering what is going on. Her mother is not stupid. She knows her and Xander are not platonic. Joyce has asked her repeatedly to have him over. Buffy cannot keep dismissing her. She has to bring it up to Xander. She is quite nervous about it.
Buffy is sitting on the sofa with Xander's head on her lap. He can see she is deep in thought.
"A penny for your thoughts, Buff."
"I have to go home tonight, Xander."
"I know, honey, it's okay."
"No, it's not, Xander, I don't want to go."
"Well, then stay."
Buffy gets up. She walks to the door. "It's so easy for you, isn't it?"
"What are you talking about, honey?"
"I could go or I could stay. Either way is okay for you."
Xander walks to her. He holds her. Buffy can tell he has no idea what's bothering her.
She breaks from him. "You have no idea why I'm upset, do you?"
"Buffy, please." He tries to hug her. "Don't touch me, Xander."
He backs away from her, closing his eyes.
"I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow at school."
"Oh, great. You're not going to tell me. Now, I won't sleep all night worrying about what I did wrong."
"Maybe it will come to you in a midnight vision."
"Very funny."
"Good night, Xander, we'll talk about it tomorrow."
"Can I have a kiss goodnight?"
She reluctantly obliges. "Good night, slayer."
"Good night."
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