Title Series: A Hairy Situation

Rating: PG-13

Chapter: Nine

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 walked over to the cage, and leaned against the door.

I could tell this was going to be hard. I had to tell her that I kissed Buffy. Kissing Buffy would definitely put a cramp on my relationship with my fiancée. And I really didn't need that. But, if I wanted it to continue, I had to tell her. Being honest is the best policy. I know that may seem cliché. But, I want to know is who comes up with this stuff?

Before I said anything, Anya walked in front of me, and said, "I've thought about this werewolf situation, and I have to tell you something."

I nodded, "I have to tell you something too."

She approached me and said, "If..."

I looked at her carefully, and could tell she was about to say something that would definitely change things at this current time in our lives. But, I took a deep breath and asked, "If what?"

Anya gulped, "If we can't find a cure for your werewolf problem."

This time I gulped, "Yeah?"

"I'm going to break up with you."

My eyes widened, "What? You can't be serious. All this because I'm a werewolf?" How does me being a werewolf change this relationship? Oh wait. Stupid question. Those three nights would have an effect. It was only three nights though. So, we really shouldn't have a problem.

The former demon nodded, "I'm sorry, Xander. I can't be with a werewolf. I just can't."

I shook my head. "This can't be happening. I just don't get it. Why would me being a werewolf make you want to break up with me? And, here I thought I kissing Buffy was going to break us up."

This time her eyes widened, "You kissed Buffy?"

I couldn't believe I let that slip, but I did. There's no denying it anymore. "Yeah, I did. It was an accident."

She yelled, "An accident? How can kissing Buffy be an accident, Xander? I mean, did you trip on the rug, and her lips broke your fall?"

I'm not going to let her change the subject. Sure, kissing Buffy could break us up, but I can honestly see us getting passed that and continue this relationship. But, to break up because I'm a werewolf? That doesn't make sense. "No, of course not." I paused, and then continued. I narrowed my eyes and told her, "Don't change the subject. Yes, I'm sorry. But, how does me being a werewolf make you want to break up with my?"

Anya looked at the floor of the crypt and back to where I stood. In an almost quiet voice, she said, "Because..."

I had to know. "Because why?"

She took a deep breath, "Because, Xander. Well, just because."

I shook my head and approached her. "That's not an answer Anya. Yes, I kissed Buffy, but I deeply regret it." To tell you the truth, it wasn't that bad. As far as kisses go, it was fantastic. But, I can't tell Anya that. I'm not a moron.

I can't let that distract me. Not right now anyway. The most important thing at the moment is to find out why the fact that I'm a werewolf wants her to break up with me. "Tell me, Ahn. Tell me the reason."

My questionable fiancée gulped, "It something that I don't want to get into."

I glared at her, "Tell me now!"

She nodded, "Fine, Xander. You want to know?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I wanna know."

This time, Anya glared at me, "Because demons and werewolves don't get along."

My eyes widened, "But, Anya. You're not a demon anymore."

With a shake of the head, the former demon said, "That doesn't change the way I feel about them."

And before I could say anything, Anya ran out of the crypt.

I was about to run after her, but I wasn't in the mood. With a sigh, I went over to the nearest wall, and sat down. The whole time thinking why Anya would break up with me. All because I was a werewolf. It didn't make sense.

This was something that I knew was hard for her to talk about, but I had to know. What doesn't make sense is that when I was a normal human, I went out with her regardless of fact that she was a former demon. I was fine with the difference of species, but she obviously was not.

I guess finding out now is better than five years from now. I ran my hands down my face and kept on trying to think up reasons, but I couldn't find any.

Suddenly, I felt my shoulder being tapped. I withdrew my hands to see Buffy Summers squatting in front of me.

"Hey, Xander." She greeted.

I smiled weakly, "Hi, Buffy."

Buffy stood back up, and sat back down Indian style. She looked me straight in the eyes. "How'd it go?"

With a shake of my head, I answered, "Not very well. I can pretty much come to the conclusion that I'm a bachelor again."

She adverted her eyes from me and looked down at the ground, "I'm so sorry, Xander. If I didn't kiss you, then you two would still be together." Tears started to emerge in her eyes.

I took my hand, and lifted her chin so that she could look at me. I wiped the tears away with my thumb. "True, the kiss was a factor, Buffy. But I don't think that's the reason she broke up with me."

The Slayer grabbed my hand from her face, and held it in her hand to give me some support. "Then what was the reason?"

I withdrew my hand and stood back up. I looked down at her, and replied honestly, "She didn't give me a reason. All she said was that she couldn't marry me because I'm a werewolf."

At that moment, she stood up and with a confusing look, she questioned, "Because you're a werewolf? You mean to tell me that she broke up with you because you're a werewolf?"

I nodded again, "Apparently. And before I could get her to give me a real reason she up and left. That's when you found me here."

"Well, that's just plain stupid. Here, I thought I was the reason for the break up, and she ends up breaking up with you because you're a werewolf? That's just insane. Xander, I know you love her, but if she can't stay with you because you're a werewolf now, don't marry her. She's not worth it. You can do better."

I looked at Buffy and she smiled. It was a bright one at that too. "I guess you're right. But," I sighed, "I still love her."

Buffy stepped forward, and rubbed my right arm, "I know you do. That what makes this harder, Xan. I went through the almost same thing with Riley when he found out that I was the Slayer."

When she said that, I knew she understood how I was feeling. Lately, Buffy and I have really been reconnecting. It's like our friendship is back on course. So, can I get an a-men? Let me hear an a-men. Please?

No response.

C'mon, please?

Still nothing.

Fine. I guess I don't.

Anyway, back to my story.

My friend grinned, "Since Anya pretty much killed your day. How about we go hang out for the day, come back here for your transformation, then try and reason with Anya. If she doesn't give a valid reason. Which I doubt by the way. Break up with her, and move on with your life. You always will have me on your side, Xander. And that's a promise."

I looked at her and could tell that she was being sincere. She really does care about me, and that's what I need right now. I looked at my watch and saw that it was a little after 1:00. I think spending time with Buffy is what the doctor ordered. I said back to her, "I'd like that."

And with that, she said, "Good. We'll go grab some lunch. See how the others are doing, see a movie, get some dinner, come back here for your transformation, and tomorrow-you can talk to Anya."

Ever since I reached out to Buffy a couple days ago, she became the Buffy I remember from high school. By high school, I mean my Sophomore and Junior years. Senior year was when we started to drift apart. Follow that by the next year, Buffy and I were pretty much acquaintances. Wow. Big word. Go Xander, it's your birthday. Now, how does the rest go? I don't know. Moving on the relationship train between Buffy and myself. After her mother died, the two of us started to mend our friendship together. Then, there was this year. It started off badly when she kept going to Spike. But, ever since our camping trip, Buffy and I've been really close.

So, I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and said, "Let's go."

She nodded, "Good. We'll have a great time."

With that said, Buffy and I headed for the center of town and went to McDonald's. We were both hungry, and fast food was something that we could use.

Shortly, we made it to the restaurant and ordered our food. I had a Big Mac and she had a couple of cheeseburgers. We shared a large fry and both got small drinks of Coka Cola.

At the table we stated to eat our food. Buffy looked up at me and smiled. I grinned back at her.

After she chewed some food, she asked me, "So how are you feeling? Any better?"

I finished a bite from my sandwich and answered, "I guess I'm doing okay. But, I just don't understand, Buffy. I try to think up reasons, but they never come to me."

My blond friend told me, "I can't see a reason either. We went over this before. Right now, let's forget about the last hour and focus on what we're going today."

I nodded, "Right." Then I went through mind to try and find something to talk about. When I looked at my sandwich, I got an idea. I looked at her and asked, "So, how's your job going?"

Buffy swallowed her food, and looked at her cheeseburgers. She looked at me and winced, "Thanks for reminding me, Xand. I think I lost my appetite."

This time I winced, "Sorry, Buff. Didn't mean to gross you out."

"Don't worry about it." She then picked up her sandwich and looked at it. After gazing at it, the Slayer looked back at me. "Food is food. I might as well eat. I am hungry."

I flashed my infamous lopsided grin, "Good. How's Dawn doing?"

Buffy took another bite and finished one of her cheeseburgers. She took the other one and held it in her hand, "She's doing fine. It looks like her and Willow are getting along again. I think that that's great. Maybe finding information on werewolves will help."

With a nod, I said, "Makes sense. Spending research time with Wills is always beneficial."

"That it is. She helped me a lot in high school, which I needed. Y'know because of the slaying-the job that never stops."

"I can understand that, Buff. With me though, the time will go faster and it will be more enjoyable. Maybe, me being a werewolf will actually help."

She nodded, "Yeah, maybe. It looks like you could be my guard dog."

I chuckled, "I'm nobody's bitch."

The young woman glared at me, "Bitches are female dogs, Xander. And anyway, you're not a dog. You're a werewolf."

"Exactly. I just wish I didn't have to lock myself up three nights a month."

"I know you do. You have to though. I don't think you want to hurt any people."

I finished my sandwich. "You're right, Buff. I'm just glad that I didn't hurt any of you last night."

Buffy placed her hand over mine and smiled, "But one thing I don't get, Xander."

I showed a confused look, "Why didn't you try to take a bite out of me?"