Title Series: A Hairy Situation
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: Two
Author: White Werewolf
Category: Buffy/Xander
Spoilers/Timeframe: Season 6. Before Xander's failed marriage, and Spuffy is happening. Willow and Tara are separated due to Willow's magic use. And Dawn almost got killed because of Willow's problem.
Summery: While on a camping trip, Xander starts to go through some changes. And, it's for the better.
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I just stood still allowing Buffy to have her conversation with her former boyfriend. Even now I have to admit that I don't like angel, but I can at least tolerate him. I will always hate vampires, and that won't ever change. It was a vampire that got to my best friend, and turned him. Then I ended up staking him. But with Angel, he has a soul, and he uses that for the side of good. So, I listened in the best I could, and all I did here was Buffy saying,
"Hi Angel....it's Buffy.....I need a favor.....my friends and I are going camping.....I want to know if you can watch Sunnydale for a few days.....just three....will you?...Thanks. Tara will let you in. Bye....it was great talking with you again."
Buffy closed the phone, and gave it back to me. She said, "Angel can do it. "
I clapped my hands together in eagerness, "Great. You won't regret this." I hope so anyway.
The Slayer smiled, "This might not be so bad."
At that very moment, I swear I could almost see the old Buffy for a moment. I know that I didn't see that much, but it was still something. She seemed somewhat content, in somewhat of a depressed way.
I told her, "It won't be that bad." I knew the camping would be the best idea. "Now, how about you go home, get some sleep, and we'll talk more about this tomorrow."
The blond sighed, "You should go home. That's what I'm doing anyway." Then she headed to the exit of the cemetery.
I hollered at her, "We'll have fun, Buff. I promise." And I meant it. Every single word. And let the healing begin.
She said something under her breath, but I couldn't tell what she was saying. Hey! I may be observant, but I can't read lips.
I said goodbye, and headed back to my apartment.
On my way home I tried to figure out why Buffy was always depressed. No doubt it had something to with leaving Heaven. The last thing I wanted was to do that, and I was against trying to bring her back. It was Willow who pressured me into it.
Well, pressure is actually too strong a word, I prefer the word, suggested, and I went along willingly. So, I was partly to blame for her return. But as God as my witness, I'll get down to her problem, and help her heal.
I got home within the hour, and saw Anya on the phone. As soon as she saw me, she said, "He's here Willow. Sorry to bother you." Then she hung up the phone and gave me a look.
That look was very disturbing. It reminded me of those two eyes I saw in the first episode of Hercules: the Legendary Journeys. Y'know, I'm talking about Hera. This was before the people behind the show allowed people to play the roles of the gods.
With a worried voice, she asked, "Where were you, Xander? I wake up in the middle of the night, and you're not here."
I gulped. Stupid me. I should've left a note. "Sorry, Ahn. I had to talk to someone, and I knew Buffy would still be awake."
She crossed her arms and said, "You should've left a note."
See. I knew I should've done that.
"You could've woke me up, Xander. I would've talked to you."
Anya was right. "I just didn't want to wake you, honey." And that was true.
"Do you know how worried I was? I called Willow, I called your friends from work. Nobody knew where you were."
Immediately, I responded with, "What do you want me to say? I'm really sorry. You've gotta believe me."
She came up to me and pulled me into a hug. God, I love the smell of her hair. "I'm in love with you, Xander. I don't want anything to happen to you. You mean so much to me."
And with that, my heart melted. I loved this woman with all my heart. So, I said with sincerity in my voice, "I love you too, Anya."
Then we kissed.
I would tell you what happened after that, but I'm a gentleman. Don't look at that way. Yeah, I'm talking to the reader. I see your eyebrow raising. I am a gentleman. You can use your imagination to guess what happened next.
Now, I'm back where I started last night. I'm in bed, and I have yet to tell Anya my plans for this weekend. I turn around and look at my fiancée, caress her cheek and smile. I just lied there watching her sleep.
Soon, her eyes fluttered open, and I said, "Morning, Anya."
"Morning, Xander."
She sat up while still looking in my direction, "What do you want to do this weekend?"
I was nervous on how was I going to tell her that I wanted to go camping with Buffy and Willow...alone. I sighed and decided to break the ice a little more, "Do you remember how I talked to Buffy last night?"
My girlfriend nodded.
I took a deep breath, and said to her honestly, "Well, lately everyone's been in the dumps. Dawn's feeling neglected, Willow and Tara broke up, and Buffy has been really depressed."
Anya agreed, "Go on."
"Last night I thought about these problems, and how to solve them. Then I came up with an answer. Buffy, Willow, and I need to reconnect. So, I decided to go camping this weekend. Just the three of us. And I feel it's my duty to fix the friendships."
My fiancée looked at me, and said, "We never discussed this, Xander. What am I supposed to do? Just sit here and wait for you to return."
I shook my head, and replied, "That's why I'm telling you now."
"Why didn't you tell me last night?"
I said very slowly, "Because, Anya. I was caught in the moment." I'm not that stupid to change the subject when I'm about to get lucky.
"I understand, Xander. But what am I supposed to do?"
"You can help watch Dawn with Tara. You girls can have a sleepover."
"Alright, Xander. You can go camping this weekend."
I smiled, and said, "Excellent."
Then pulled myself into a sitting position, and kissed her again. I love kissing her in the morning. It's the best way to start the day. I continued on with my goal, to satisfy her.
All of a sudden the phone rang, I looked at Anya and said, "Ignore it."
Then we continued to kiss each other. But the ringing wouldn't stop. It rang for a good ten times. So, I sighed and picked up the phone. "Hello?"
It was Willow, "Hi Xander."
"Hey, Willow. Did Buffy tell you about the camping trip?"
"She just told me."
"And?"
"We're doing the packing now. That's what we're doing."
I grinned, "Good."
"When do you want to leave?"
I look at the clock and suggested, "We'll leave at 10. I still got to pack."
"Where do you want to meet?"
Anya picked that moment to nibble my ear. I was fighting off the moan that was about to escape from my lips. I turned to her, and placed my hand on the receiver. "Not now, Anya. I'm on the phone."
"Put the phone down. You'll see them in an hour. I want some quality Xander time."
Nodding, I took my hand off the receiver, and said to my best friend, "I'll meet you at the house in an hour. Okay?"
"Sure. No problem here. I'm good to go and all."
I arrived at the house fifteen minutes before 10 o'clock. With an army bag attached to my back, I rang the doorbell. Soon, it opened to see a smiling Dawn. "What's up, Dawn Patrol?"
She gave me a set of puppy dog eyes, "Can I come with you guys?"
I sighed, "Sorry, Dawnie. Buffy, Willow, and I need this."
My friend's sister allowed me to enter the casa de Summers. I placed my bag at the foot of the stairs, and sat on the couch. In front of me was Willow, "How you doing, Wills?"
Willow sighed, "I'm getting there. Tara's in the kitchen...and I don't know what to say."
I nodded, "Did you two talk?"
The Witch shook her head, "No."
"I understand, Willow. Where's Buffy?"
"Right here," she said as she came downstairs.
I went over to the foot of the stairs, and grabbed my heavy bag. It was extremely heavy. It felt like I had a ton of rocks within it. But it was no match for me. I grabbed one strap of it by the right hand, and swung it onto my back. Eat your heart out, Hercules. Y'see, I knew someone famous to relate to a current solo achievement. And they say you can't learn anything from television.
Looking into Buffy's eyes I could see the pain. The resentment she must have towards Willow, and I. I looked at my watch and Goofy's small hand was pointing to the ten, and the big hand was nearing the sixty-minute mark. Hey! So what if I'm a grown man who wears a Disney watch. Goofy kicks ass.
"I hate to come and leave, but if we don't leave right now, I won't be able to get the whole camping experience. We better vamos." Yes, I can speak some Spanish. Thank you very much. Something was bound to stick to me in high school.
My right hand opened the door, and I said, "Let's get a move on."
With that said, Buffy and Willow said their goodbyes, grabbed their bags, and we left the house exactly at 10 o'clock knowing that Sunnydale will be safe without the Slayer's protection.
TBC
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: Two
Author: White Werewolf
Category: Buffy/Xander
Spoilers/Timeframe: Season 6. Before Xander's failed marriage, and Spuffy is happening. Willow and Tara are separated due to Willow's magic use. And Dawn almost got killed because of Willow's problem.
Summery: While on a camping trip, Xander starts to go through some changes. And, it's for the better.
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I just stood still allowing Buffy to have her conversation with her former boyfriend. Even now I have to admit that I don't like angel, but I can at least tolerate him. I will always hate vampires, and that won't ever change. It was a vampire that got to my best friend, and turned him. Then I ended up staking him. But with Angel, he has a soul, and he uses that for the side of good. So, I listened in the best I could, and all I did here was Buffy saying,
"Hi Angel....it's Buffy.....I need a favor.....my friends and I are going camping.....I want to know if you can watch Sunnydale for a few days.....just three....will you?...Thanks. Tara will let you in. Bye....it was great talking with you again."
Buffy closed the phone, and gave it back to me. She said, "Angel can do it. "
I clapped my hands together in eagerness, "Great. You won't regret this." I hope so anyway.
The Slayer smiled, "This might not be so bad."
At that very moment, I swear I could almost see the old Buffy for a moment. I know that I didn't see that much, but it was still something. She seemed somewhat content, in somewhat of a depressed way.
I told her, "It won't be that bad." I knew the camping would be the best idea. "Now, how about you go home, get some sleep, and we'll talk more about this tomorrow."
The blond sighed, "You should go home. That's what I'm doing anyway." Then she headed to the exit of the cemetery.
I hollered at her, "We'll have fun, Buff. I promise." And I meant it. Every single word. And let the healing begin.
She said something under her breath, but I couldn't tell what she was saying. Hey! I may be observant, but I can't read lips.
I said goodbye, and headed back to my apartment.
On my way home I tried to figure out why Buffy was always depressed. No doubt it had something to with leaving Heaven. The last thing I wanted was to do that, and I was against trying to bring her back. It was Willow who pressured me into it.
Well, pressure is actually too strong a word, I prefer the word, suggested, and I went along willingly. So, I was partly to blame for her return. But as God as my witness, I'll get down to her problem, and help her heal.
I got home within the hour, and saw Anya on the phone. As soon as she saw me, she said, "He's here Willow. Sorry to bother you." Then she hung up the phone and gave me a look.
That look was very disturbing. It reminded me of those two eyes I saw in the first episode of Hercules: the Legendary Journeys. Y'know, I'm talking about Hera. This was before the people behind the show allowed people to play the roles of the gods.
With a worried voice, she asked, "Where were you, Xander? I wake up in the middle of the night, and you're not here."
I gulped. Stupid me. I should've left a note. "Sorry, Ahn. I had to talk to someone, and I knew Buffy would still be awake."
She crossed her arms and said, "You should've left a note."
See. I knew I should've done that.
"You could've woke me up, Xander. I would've talked to you."
Anya was right. "I just didn't want to wake you, honey." And that was true.
"Do you know how worried I was? I called Willow, I called your friends from work. Nobody knew where you were."
Immediately, I responded with, "What do you want me to say? I'm really sorry. You've gotta believe me."
She came up to me and pulled me into a hug. God, I love the smell of her hair. "I'm in love with you, Xander. I don't want anything to happen to you. You mean so much to me."
And with that, my heart melted. I loved this woman with all my heart. So, I said with sincerity in my voice, "I love you too, Anya."
Then we kissed.
I would tell you what happened after that, but I'm a gentleman. Don't look at that way. Yeah, I'm talking to the reader. I see your eyebrow raising. I am a gentleman. You can use your imagination to guess what happened next.
Now, I'm back where I started last night. I'm in bed, and I have yet to tell Anya my plans for this weekend. I turn around and look at my fiancée, caress her cheek and smile. I just lied there watching her sleep.
Soon, her eyes fluttered open, and I said, "Morning, Anya."
"Morning, Xander."
She sat up while still looking in my direction, "What do you want to do this weekend?"
I was nervous on how was I going to tell her that I wanted to go camping with Buffy and Willow...alone. I sighed and decided to break the ice a little more, "Do you remember how I talked to Buffy last night?"
My girlfriend nodded.
I took a deep breath, and said to her honestly, "Well, lately everyone's been in the dumps. Dawn's feeling neglected, Willow and Tara broke up, and Buffy has been really depressed."
Anya agreed, "Go on."
"Last night I thought about these problems, and how to solve them. Then I came up with an answer. Buffy, Willow, and I need to reconnect. So, I decided to go camping this weekend. Just the three of us. And I feel it's my duty to fix the friendships."
My fiancée looked at me, and said, "We never discussed this, Xander. What am I supposed to do? Just sit here and wait for you to return."
I shook my head, and replied, "That's why I'm telling you now."
"Why didn't you tell me last night?"
I said very slowly, "Because, Anya. I was caught in the moment." I'm not that stupid to change the subject when I'm about to get lucky.
"I understand, Xander. But what am I supposed to do?"
"You can help watch Dawn with Tara. You girls can have a sleepover."
"Alright, Xander. You can go camping this weekend."
I smiled, and said, "Excellent."
Then pulled myself into a sitting position, and kissed her again. I love kissing her in the morning. It's the best way to start the day. I continued on with my goal, to satisfy her.
All of a sudden the phone rang, I looked at Anya and said, "Ignore it."
Then we continued to kiss each other. But the ringing wouldn't stop. It rang for a good ten times. So, I sighed and picked up the phone. "Hello?"
It was Willow, "Hi Xander."
"Hey, Willow. Did Buffy tell you about the camping trip?"
"She just told me."
"And?"
"We're doing the packing now. That's what we're doing."
I grinned, "Good."
"When do you want to leave?"
I look at the clock and suggested, "We'll leave at 10. I still got to pack."
"Where do you want to meet?"
Anya picked that moment to nibble my ear. I was fighting off the moan that was about to escape from my lips. I turned to her, and placed my hand on the receiver. "Not now, Anya. I'm on the phone."
"Put the phone down. You'll see them in an hour. I want some quality Xander time."
Nodding, I took my hand off the receiver, and said to my best friend, "I'll meet you at the house in an hour. Okay?"
"Sure. No problem here. I'm good to go and all."
I arrived at the house fifteen minutes before 10 o'clock. With an army bag attached to my back, I rang the doorbell. Soon, it opened to see a smiling Dawn. "What's up, Dawn Patrol?"
She gave me a set of puppy dog eyes, "Can I come with you guys?"
I sighed, "Sorry, Dawnie. Buffy, Willow, and I need this."
My friend's sister allowed me to enter the casa de Summers. I placed my bag at the foot of the stairs, and sat on the couch. In front of me was Willow, "How you doing, Wills?"
Willow sighed, "I'm getting there. Tara's in the kitchen...and I don't know what to say."
I nodded, "Did you two talk?"
The Witch shook her head, "No."
"I understand, Willow. Where's Buffy?"
"Right here," she said as she came downstairs.
I went over to the foot of the stairs, and grabbed my heavy bag. It was extremely heavy. It felt like I had a ton of rocks within it. But it was no match for me. I grabbed one strap of it by the right hand, and swung it onto my back. Eat your heart out, Hercules. Y'see, I knew someone famous to relate to a current solo achievement. And they say you can't learn anything from television.
Looking into Buffy's eyes I could see the pain. The resentment she must have towards Willow, and I. I looked at my watch and Goofy's small hand was pointing to the ten, and the big hand was nearing the sixty-minute mark. Hey! So what if I'm a grown man who wears a Disney watch. Goofy kicks ass.
"I hate to come and leave, but if we don't leave right now, I won't be able to get the whole camping experience. We better vamos." Yes, I can speak some Spanish. Thank you very much. Something was bound to stick to me in high school.
My right hand opened the door, and I said, "Let's get a move on."
With that said, Buffy and Willow said their goodbyes, grabbed their bags, and we left the house exactly at 10 o'clock knowing that Sunnydale will be safe without the Slayer's protection.
TBC