Title Series: A Hairy Situation
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: Thirteen
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.
Summary: While on a camping trip, Xander starts to go through some changes. And, it's for the better.
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Willow and I shared a look and then turned to face Buffy.
For the next few moments, we watched Buffy talk into the phone. Whatever Giles was saying, we didn't know, but it seemed to be bothering her.
"So, that means you're coming over, huh?....Of course I'm happy that your coming back, but I just wish it was under better circumstances....Everyone will be happy to see you....Especially Dawn....I'll tell them, and I look forward to more training time....I'm serious. I need to get back into the habit of things....At least this time I'll be with Xander....I'll see you in a few days....I love you, bye."
Then she hung up the phone, and walked over to our table. She took the seat next to me, and I very carefully lowered my hand beside her. Buffy smiled at me, and grabbed my hand, accepting my support.
Luckily for us, Willow didn't see our handholding, considering the fact that our hands were underneath the table.
There was a silence for a few seconds, then Willow broke it. "So, who is this Axon, Buffy?"
Buffy gulped. "Axon is a demon that's coming to Sunnydale within the next few days, Wills. He's coming because of the prophecy. Giles told me that since Xander is the Werewolf Guardian, a new challenge would be coming. In short, an apocalypse is coming, and Giles is going to have to train both Xander and me."
Willow looked at the tabletop, and then back at us. "Oh, I get it. The prophecy. If Xander is the Werewolf Guardian, then that means you two are together."
The Slayer couldn't help but blush. "Yeah, Xander and I got together, and I couldn't be happier."
My best friend smiled. "I'm happy for you." Then she frowned. "But what about Anya?"
"What about me?"
I sighed and decided to tell her the truth. "We need to talk, Anya."
She nodded. "Yeah, we do."
I started to get out of my chair when Buffy's hand stopped me. I turned to her, and she gazed up at me. Her eyes searched mine, and I searched hers.
Even though words weren't spoken, we were talking to each other.
She wanted to know if she should come with us.
I sighed, shook my head, and told her, "I need to do this by myself."
Buffy lowered her eyes and nodded slowly.
I knew she wanted to come with me, and I love her for that. She cares about me, and I love the fact that she does. So, I grabbed her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. My girlfriend lifted her head and grinned weakly. I smiled back, and left the two most important women in my life.
Anya and I went over to the other side of the store and said nothing.
Silence filled the room for a few moments.
I decided to break the silence, "Anya..."
"Xander..."
A deep breath was made (too awkward; suggestion: I took a deep breath / We took a collective deep breath). "I need to know before anything else, Anya. Why do you hate werewolves?"
My ex-girlfriend took a deep breath. "Because..."
I nodded. "Because why?"
"Because, Xander. Throughout my demon livelihood, I've come to the conclusion that werewolves and demons don't get along."
I didn't want to hear this part. This is what we covered the last time before she left me in the crypt a few nights ago. But if she didn't, then I'd never get together with Buffy.
My god, I love Buffy so much. Those lips are the perfect shade of red, and I love the way her blond hair covers her shoulders. And those hazel eyes are a favorite of mine. I love the way they twinkle in joy when she laughs.
Stop it.
I can't focus on Buffy. I need to focus on Anya.
I raised my voice a little. "Anya, tell me the truth. No more delaying. I deserve to know the truth. I demand to know the truth."
She glared at me. "Fine, you wanna know the truth?"
I nodded. "Yeah, I wanna know the truth."
"Fine. Demons and werewolves don't get along because werewolves eat demon offspring. It's been that way for over a thousand years, and if we had children, you'll eat them, and I don't want that. Hell, I know you don't want that."
"Werewolves eat children?" I asked, surprised.
She nodded. "Yeah, they do, Xander."
I shook my head and turned around and saw Buffy's face. She looked absolutely determined. I smiled weakly at her, and then turned back to face my ex-fiancé. "But Anya? If you love someone you work through your problems, not run away from them. If that's the case Anya, chain me up during those three nights a month. That's no reason to break up with me."
She calmed down. "You're right."
"Glad you finally see that, Anya."
A grin appeared and she approached me. She wrapped her arms around my neck. "So, now that that's over, how about we go have some fun."
"No!" I said strongly to her.
Anya pouted. "Why?"
I took a deep breath. "Because Anya. I've found someone else, and she loves me. She loves me for who I am, and what I've done for her. She can get over the fact that I'm a werewolf."
She glared at me. "And who is this person?" Then she directed her glare at Buffy.
"It's Buffy."
Narrowing her eyes, she turned her glare back to me. "Buffy?" Her voice rose a little. "You mean to tell me that you broke up with me to go out with that slut!"
Slut! She has the nerve to call my Buffy a slut? "Listen, Anya. My Buffy's no slut. She's been through hell within the last few months. She was ripped out of heaven and been in a relationship with Spike. When I talked to her back at the campsite she was literally disgusted with herself. She was depressed, miserable, and ashamed. She felt lower than human and alone. Everyone around her was not being the friend she needed. And part of that was my fault. I love Buffy, and she loves me. It's no wonder she went to Spike. To her he was an easy answer, an easy outlet for her to feel, to try and be human again." Then I took a breath. "She finally has her life back on track, and she is no way a slut. So take it back-take it back right now!"
Anya just stared at me for a few seconds.
"Say something, Anya."
She looked at the ground, "I didn't think..."
I continued on with my rage. "Well, you're part of the problem. I was the only one that was able to reach her. I was able to get past her defenses and see the inner Buffy. I saw the Buffy that used to exist-the one that I met in high school. I love her, Anya."
She sighed. "You made your point, Xander. I'm sorry, Xander." Then she turned to Buffy. "I'm sorry, Buffy." Then she turned and headed for the door.
I had to stop her, so I grabbed her arm. "Wait, Anya."
She turned back around. "Yeah?"
"If you're thinking of leaving town, don't. We need your help. A demon named Axon is coming to Sunnydale..."
"Axon!?" Anya said in a loud voice.
I nodded. "You've heard of him?"
"I get it now, Xander. You're not a regular werewolf, are you? You're the Werewolf Guardian?"
I smiled. "Guilty."
She sighed and tears started to emerge, "So that means that your soul mate is Buffy. If that's true, then there's no hope for us, Xander."
With that said, she turned around and headed for the door. She opened the door and glanced back at me. "And don't worry, Xander. Axon's big trouble. I'll stay for that, but after that, I don't know what I'm going to do." Then she left.
I gulped, "Soul mate?"
I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. Buffy's my soul mate. But how does Anya know that?
Without further hesitation, I ran out of the store, but Anya was gone.
So, I went back into the store and sat back down next to Buffy. I looked at her and she had tears in her eyes. "I heard everything you said, Xander."
I blushed. "You did?"
"And I didn't think I could love you anymore than I do right now. What you said to Anya meant so much to me. I love you, Xander. I love you so much. It only makes sense that we're soul mates."
Then she grabbed me and pulled me into a hug.
We stayed like that for a few seconds until Willow spoke up. "Soul mates, huh?"
Buffy withdrew herself from me, and kissed me briefly on the lips. "Yeah, Willow. Giles told me the soul mate deal, but Anya got here before I could tell you, Xander. And I don't have a problem with it."
"You know what? Me neither."
Buffy left her seat, and sat back down on my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck and glanced back at Willow. "Don't we make a cute couple?"
Willow smiled. "Yeah, I guess you do, Buffy. I guess you do. But can we go back to the house? I want to get some sleep."
I nodded. "Good idea. I get some Buffy snuggles then."
"You two are too much, you know that?"
My soul mate said. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
Then it hit me. "The dream. It all makes sense now."
Buffy looked at me. "What dream?"
TBC
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: Thirteen
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.
Summary: While on a camping trip, Xander starts to go through some changes. And, it's for the better.
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Willow and I shared a look and then turned to face Buffy.
For the next few moments, we watched Buffy talk into the phone. Whatever Giles was saying, we didn't know, but it seemed to be bothering her.
"So, that means you're coming over, huh?....Of course I'm happy that your coming back, but I just wish it was under better circumstances....Everyone will be happy to see you....Especially Dawn....I'll tell them, and I look forward to more training time....I'm serious. I need to get back into the habit of things....At least this time I'll be with Xander....I'll see you in a few days....I love you, bye."
Then she hung up the phone, and walked over to our table. She took the seat next to me, and I very carefully lowered my hand beside her. Buffy smiled at me, and grabbed my hand, accepting my support.
Luckily for us, Willow didn't see our handholding, considering the fact that our hands were underneath the table.
There was a silence for a few seconds, then Willow broke it. "So, who is this Axon, Buffy?"
Buffy gulped. "Axon is a demon that's coming to Sunnydale within the next few days, Wills. He's coming because of the prophecy. Giles told me that since Xander is the Werewolf Guardian, a new challenge would be coming. In short, an apocalypse is coming, and Giles is going to have to train both Xander and me."
Willow looked at the tabletop, and then back at us. "Oh, I get it. The prophecy. If Xander is the Werewolf Guardian, then that means you two are together."
The Slayer couldn't help but blush. "Yeah, Xander and I got together, and I couldn't be happier."
My best friend smiled. "I'm happy for you." Then she frowned. "But what about Anya?"
"What about me?"
I sighed and decided to tell her the truth. "We need to talk, Anya."
She nodded. "Yeah, we do."
I started to get out of my chair when Buffy's hand stopped me. I turned to her, and she gazed up at me. Her eyes searched mine, and I searched hers.
Even though words weren't spoken, we were talking to each other.
She wanted to know if she should come with us.
I sighed, shook my head, and told her, "I need to do this by myself."
Buffy lowered her eyes and nodded slowly.
I knew she wanted to come with me, and I love her for that. She cares about me, and I love the fact that she does. So, I grabbed her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. My girlfriend lifted her head and grinned weakly. I smiled back, and left the two most important women in my life.
Anya and I went over to the other side of the store and said nothing.
Silence filled the room for a few moments.
I decided to break the silence, "Anya..."
"Xander..."
A deep breath was made (too awkward; suggestion: I took a deep breath / We took a collective deep breath). "I need to know before anything else, Anya. Why do you hate werewolves?"
My ex-girlfriend took a deep breath. "Because..."
I nodded. "Because why?"
"Because, Xander. Throughout my demon livelihood, I've come to the conclusion that werewolves and demons don't get along."
I didn't want to hear this part. This is what we covered the last time before she left me in the crypt a few nights ago. But if she didn't, then I'd never get together with Buffy.
My god, I love Buffy so much. Those lips are the perfect shade of red, and I love the way her blond hair covers her shoulders. And those hazel eyes are a favorite of mine. I love the way they twinkle in joy when she laughs.
Stop it.
I can't focus on Buffy. I need to focus on Anya.
I raised my voice a little. "Anya, tell me the truth. No more delaying. I deserve to know the truth. I demand to know the truth."
She glared at me. "Fine, you wanna know the truth?"
I nodded. "Yeah, I wanna know the truth."
"Fine. Demons and werewolves don't get along because werewolves eat demon offspring. It's been that way for over a thousand years, and if we had children, you'll eat them, and I don't want that. Hell, I know you don't want that."
"Werewolves eat children?" I asked, surprised.
She nodded. "Yeah, they do, Xander."
I shook my head and turned around and saw Buffy's face. She looked absolutely determined. I smiled weakly at her, and then turned back to face my ex-fiancé. "But Anya? If you love someone you work through your problems, not run away from them. If that's the case Anya, chain me up during those three nights a month. That's no reason to break up with me."
She calmed down. "You're right."
"Glad you finally see that, Anya."
A grin appeared and she approached me. She wrapped her arms around my neck. "So, now that that's over, how about we go have some fun."
"No!" I said strongly to her.
Anya pouted. "Why?"
I took a deep breath. "Because Anya. I've found someone else, and she loves me. She loves me for who I am, and what I've done for her. She can get over the fact that I'm a werewolf."
She glared at me. "And who is this person?" Then she directed her glare at Buffy.
"It's Buffy."
Narrowing her eyes, she turned her glare back to me. "Buffy?" Her voice rose a little. "You mean to tell me that you broke up with me to go out with that slut!"
Slut! She has the nerve to call my Buffy a slut? "Listen, Anya. My Buffy's no slut. She's been through hell within the last few months. She was ripped out of heaven and been in a relationship with Spike. When I talked to her back at the campsite she was literally disgusted with herself. She was depressed, miserable, and ashamed. She felt lower than human and alone. Everyone around her was not being the friend she needed. And part of that was my fault. I love Buffy, and she loves me. It's no wonder she went to Spike. To her he was an easy answer, an easy outlet for her to feel, to try and be human again." Then I took a breath. "She finally has her life back on track, and she is no way a slut. So take it back-take it back right now!"
Anya just stared at me for a few seconds.
"Say something, Anya."
She looked at the ground, "I didn't think..."
I continued on with my rage. "Well, you're part of the problem. I was the only one that was able to reach her. I was able to get past her defenses and see the inner Buffy. I saw the Buffy that used to exist-the one that I met in high school. I love her, Anya."
She sighed. "You made your point, Xander. I'm sorry, Xander." Then she turned to Buffy. "I'm sorry, Buffy." Then she turned and headed for the door.
I had to stop her, so I grabbed her arm. "Wait, Anya."
She turned back around. "Yeah?"
"If you're thinking of leaving town, don't. We need your help. A demon named Axon is coming to Sunnydale..."
"Axon!?" Anya said in a loud voice.
I nodded. "You've heard of him?"
"I get it now, Xander. You're not a regular werewolf, are you? You're the Werewolf Guardian?"
I smiled. "Guilty."
She sighed and tears started to emerge, "So that means that your soul mate is Buffy. If that's true, then there's no hope for us, Xander."
With that said, she turned around and headed for the door. She opened the door and glanced back at me. "And don't worry, Xander. Axon's big trouble. I'll stay for that, but after that, I don't know what I'm going to do." Then she left.
I gulped, "Soul mate?"
I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. Buffy's my soul mate. But how does Anya know that?
Without further hesitation, I ran out of the store, but Anya was gone.
So, I went back into the store and sat back down next to Buffy. I looked at her and she had tears in her eyes. "I heard everything you said, Xander."
I blushed. "You did?"
"And I didn't think I could love you anymore than I do right now. What you said to Anya meant so much to me. I love you, Xander. I love you so much. It only makes sense that we're soul mates."
Then she grabbed me and pulled me into a hug.
We stayed like that for a few seconds until Willow spoke up. "Soul mates, huh?"
Buffy withdrew herself from me, and kissed me briefly on the lips. "Yeah, Willow. Giles told me the soul mate deal, but Anya got here before I could tell you, Xander. And I don't have a problem with it."
"You know what? Me neither."
Buffy left her seat, and sat back down on my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck and glanced back at Willow. "Don't we make a cute couple?"
Willow smiled. "Yeah, I guess you do, Buffy. I guess you do. But can we go back to the house? I want to get some sleep."
I nodded. "Good idea. I get some Buffy snuggles then."
"You two are too much, you know that?"
My soul mate said. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
Then it hit me. "The dream. It all makes sense now."
Buffy looked at me. "What dream?"
TBC