Title: All Roads Led to You 7/?
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: S/X
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: After a demon kills his sister Spike takes him out. He isn't prepared for the outcome.
Warnings/Spoilers: Series never happened
Beta'd by: Unbeta'd
Prompt #357 from Tamingthemuse- Leonardo da Vinci
Note: From now on most of my Tamingthemuse stories will be named as the challenge.
Note 2: Spike is much older than he was in the show. Turned around the 1400's
Xander was settled in Spike's bed, the covers over his body and his head on the pillow as Spike told him stories of his past. Some of them would have made him cringe if he was raised with a normal family but he wasn't.
"Oh! Let me tell you about the time me and Drusilla met Leonardo da Vinci! I had to talk her out of turning him," Spike said with a laugh.
"Who's Leonardo Da Vinci?" Xander asked with a confused look on his face.
Spike's jaw dropped. "Who's… bloody hell pet what did they teach you in school?!"
Xander flinched and played with a thread from the duvet. "I was only in fifth grade," he said quietly defending himself.
"Right. Sorry. I forget sometimes. You're a smart bloke," Spike replied.
"I am?" Xander asked looking up at Spike.
Spike who was sitting at the bottom of the bed crawled up beside Xander and pulled him into his embrace. "Course you are. Brave to."
Xander snuggle into him. He enjoyed the coolness that radiated from Spike. "I'm not brave. I'm weak. If I were brave I would have tried to get away from master."
"You lesson to me and you hear me good," Spike said as he grasped Xander's chin forcing him to look up. "You were a child when your life was taken from you. What else could you do? You did the right thing. And that was keeping you alive."
"I wanted to die," Xander admitted quietly. "The things master and his minions did to me. I thought my parents were the lucky ones." He brought up his arm which were full of scars and pointed to one. "I did this. One night a minion was careless and left a knife behind. As soon as he was gone I grabbed it and…" Xander left the sentence hanging. "I would have died but master came and found me bleeding. He fixed me up. From then one I was chained to the wall when I wasn't being played with."
That was the most Xander had talked in weeks. Spike couldn't believe they were making such progress. He only wished Xander wasn't saying horrible things. Now knowing what else to do Spike took ahold of Xander's wrist and placed a gentle kiss on the self-made scar.
Xander's breath caught in his throat and he snatched his arm away before struggling to get out from under the covers. "I-I should go back to my room. I want to finish watching Avatar." When Spike got up to walk closer to Xander, Xander back up into the door and held up his hands. "S-stop. Please, stop," Xander begged.
Confused Spike did as he was told. "What's wrong, pet?"
"Please," Xander said again. "I don't want to. Don't make me."
Not knowing what to say Spike just nodded. "You can go back to your room."
Fighting with the doorknob Xander was finally able to open the door and dashed out slamming the door behind him.
With a sigh Spike sat down on his bed with the feeling that he had done something wrong. He just wasn't sure what it was. He just hoped he didn't ruin the progress they had made.