Title Series: A Hairy Situation

Rating: PG-13

Chapter: Seven

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 grinned, "I bet it was." Then I glance at the clock. When I found out the time--I found out that it was close to night. I turned back to Buffy, "I'm going to my apartment. Pick me up in one hour."

Anya showed a confused look, "What's in an hour?"

Buffy said cheerfully, "Xander and I are patrolling. I need a break from Spike."

The former vengeance demon sighed, "You spend too much time with her, Xander. You know that?"

My friend and I shared a look, and she said, "Xander's only being the friend that I need. He's always there for me, and I need him now--more than anything."

My fiancée looked back at the clock and realized that she couldn't go home at the moment. "Well, because of your camping weekend, I never really got a chance to do inventory at the Magic Box. You might as well as patrol. But, tomorrow, you, Buffy, and I need to talk about you spending time here."

I sighed, "I understand your reasoning, Ahn. And we will talk about this, but right now I need to get ready for patrolling."

Anya at that moment wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. And we stayed like that for a while, but we had to stop when I found out that my shoulder was being tapped. I turned away from my future wife and saw Buffy standing behind me. She said, "We have to get going, Xand."

I blushed, "Right." Then I pulled out of Anya's embrace I looked at Buffy and said, "Pick me up in an hour, alright?"

Buffy nodded, "Sure."

With that said, Anya and I left the house. Anya went to the Magic Box, and I headed for home to get ready for tonight.

I arrived home shortly within twenty minutes. I immediately went to shower. After all, I haven't showered in three days. I smelled worse than a skunk. Pepe Li Pue wouldn't even find me attractive. Alright, I didn't smell that bad, but you get the idea.

After the shower, I shaved and got dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a green tee-shirt.

With me finally dressed, I went to the kitchen and pulled out two twinkies from the cabinet. Ah, the twinkie--the most perfect snack in the world.

The hour went by fast. I looked out the window, and could tell it was getting late. I went to the mirror to comb my hair when a sudden pain went through out my body. I bent over holding my stomach. I howled out in pain.

I immediately went to the phone to call the hospital, but I never reached it in time. I could tell I was changing. Into what, I didn't know.

I looked back into the mirror and my eyes widened. My body hair extended to over a foot along with my ears. They stretched out to over a foot. My nose and mouth came together as one to create a snout. And my teeth became pointy rather than the normal flatness. A tail appeared as well. I soon grew top heavy and fell onto my hands and feet. The transformation became complete when a howl escaped my lips and clothes fell off.

It's funny, but at that moment I couldn't really describe what I felt like. After all, I changed into something that I felt before. Soon, this overwhelming urge came over me. A feeling that was best described as primal. So, I guess I could describe it.

Suddenly, I felt like I had no control over my body. It all seemed to run on instinct. This was in fact more primal then when I had the hyena spirit within me.

I ran out of the apartment--tearing the door off the hinges. I sprinted down the stairs and into the street.

I looked in front of me, and I saw this young blond woman. With a malevolent grin, I howled into the night, and chased after her. Saliva dripping from my mouth.

The girl's eyes widened, and headed back to where she came from. I continued chasing her.

On the way to wherever we were going, I ran to the Magic Box and pounced through the window glass and sniffed the air. I ended up smelling another human, and licked my snout. I scanned the store and saw her.

Apparently she was going through the aisles, but I didn't care. I howled again, and entered the aisle that the human was in. After a pounce, I opened my mouth with my fangs glistening from the lights in the store.

But before I could take a bite, she yelled, "Help! Somebody help me!"

Just as if on cue, another person entered the store. I sniffed the air, and recognized the person. It was the same person that I saw on the street earlier. She screamed, "I'm coming, Anya!"

Soon, I felt my body being thrown off of Anya. With all my strength, got out of her grasp, and snarled at her.

"Be careful, Buffy. If that werewolf bites you, you'll become one!"

My ears perked up when Buffy spoke, "I already knew that, Anya. Quick, get the tranquilizer rifle from the back. I'll handle the werewolf."

Anya nodded, and ran off to the back. When she left, I turned my attention to Buffy. I howled, and approached her.

She got into her fighting stance, and went after me. Buffy grabbed my right front leg, which was actually my right arm, and threw me out of the store. I landed on my back, and yelped.

My eyesight became blurry at first. After a shake of the head, my vision cleared, and saw Buffy approaching me. She aimed the tranquilizer rifle and was about to shoot me, when I pounced on her, and forced her back to the pavement.

I saw her arm go for the rifle that I took from her hand, and pinned her arm. I opened my mouth wide, allowing my saliva to drip. I was about to maul her, when I suddenly stopped.

I had no idea why I stopped, but I did. I looked Buffy in the eyes, and something in me snapped. Immediately, I got off her, and ran down the street--the whole time not looking back.

The night was young, and I had a lot of ground to roam. So, I just ran down the streets looking for anything to eat when I saw a redhead walking down the sidewalk.

Since I was still hungry, I ran after her. She looked back at me, and her eyes widened. With a shriek, she stopped walking, and started running. After what seemed like two minutes, the redhead opened the door to a house, and closed the door behind her.

Her aroma still filled my nose, and my hunger grew by the second. I howled in eagerness, and broke down the door.

I entered the house and sniffed the air. The redhead seemed to be in the next room. I turned to that very room, leaped from my spot, and landed on the redhead.

"Willow!" Someone yelled.

The sound of the voice caused me to look in that direction. It came from a petit young brunette.

She stood in fear, but Willow headed up the stairs. Half way up the stairs, the she yelled, "Don't worry, Dawn! I'll be right back!" The redhead didn't concern me. This brunette would just be perfect.

I approached her, and was about to attack when I heard steps behind me. I turned around, and saw the two women I saw earlier. The one that attacked me, aimed the rifle, and shot me. I yelped in pain.

Rather than wait for the dart to take effect. I charged past them, and ran down the street again.

About a half mile later, I glanced back. No one was coming. But, the tranquilizer soon took effect, and my eyes grew heavy. I crashed behind some trashcans and passed out.

I awoke with pain. I quickly rubbed the back of my head to lesson the pain. When that passed, I looked over my body. I was human again, but naked. "Great," I muttered to myself, "what the hell happened? And, why am I naked?"

I carefully stood up and I found myself behind some trashcans. I looked around. Lucky for me it was still early. But, I had no clothes. So, I scanned the area again, and found some old newspapers. I quickly wrapped my privates, and ran like the wind back to my apartment--the whole time praying to God that nobody would see me.

I made it back to apartment in record time. But as soon as I came to my home, I saw that the door was torn off its hinges.

The whole apartment was in shambles. Clothes were all over the floor--including the clothing he wore to prepare to go patrolling with Buffy. They were torn to bits. The closets were left opened, and my bed was in shreds. Feathers from my pillow covered the bed and some of the floor.

Fear entered my body. I had to know. "Anya?" I called out.

No answer.

"Anya?" I called again.

Still no answer.

I had no idea where she was. I ran to the bathroom, and surprisingly it was still in order.

I made my way to the bed, and sat down at the foot of the bed. I needed to know. Where was Anya? Is she alright? Hell, are my friends all right? I have to find out.

With that final thought, I headed for the door. I was about to leave the apartment, when I realized that I still was naked. Immediately, I grabbed a pair of jeans and a blue tee-shirt, and put them on. After I put my sneakers on, I grabbed my keys, cell phone, wallet, and headed for my car.

I placed my key into the car's ignition, and roared the engine to life. After a deep breath, I headed for Buffy's house. I hoped beyond everything, that she's alright. I'm sure she is. But, I still need her help to try and find Anya. If anything happened to her, I don't know what I'd do.

Soon, I reached the house. I jumped out of my car, and headed for the door. When I reached the front porch, I found that their door was torn off as well.

Cautiously, I entered the house. "Buffy?" I yelled out.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming from the stairs. Before I could say or do anything, I received a bear hug. I was about to say something, when Buffy said, "Thank God! I was so worried about you, Xand. What happened last night?"

When she asked that, I quickly thought back to last night. I remember feeling some pain around the time I went home, and the next thing I remember is waking up behind some trashcans. But, before I wanted to go down that road, I had to know. "Buffy, do you know what happened to Anya?"

Just as I said her name, Anya came limping from the living. With tears in her eyes, she made her way to me, and hugged me as soon as Buffy withdrew herself from myself. "Oh, Xander. It was horrible! So very horrible! There was this werewolf, and it...it...it attacked me!"

Werewolf? There was a werewolf last night? Then it hit me. Something did bite me that night. It explains how my apartment was trashed, and this place too. That also explains the pain I felt last night, and waking up behind some trashcans.

"Um guys?"

Anya looked up at me as well as Buffy. Willow, Tara, and Dawn came from the living room. "I have something to tell you."

Buffy gulped, "What happened to you last night, Xand? I came to your apartment to pick you up for patrol, but you weren't there. Your whole apartment was trashed. "

I nodded, "I can explain."

Willow showed me a look, "Explain what?"

I took a deep breath, "By any chance, did this werewolf that Anya describe come from my apartment?"

Dawn showed a confused look, "What are you getting at?"

I turned to Willow and Buffy, "Remember that I thought something bit me a few nights ago."

They nodded.

This proved it. I knew from that moment. "I'm that werewolf."

TBC