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Angelus	By : KagetsuAsame Category: BtVS AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male > Angel(us)/Xander > Angel(us)/Xander Views: 26623 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�What
do you think of Xander princess?� Spike asked, petting Drusilla�s hair.

She
smiled, �He�s a wicked, wicked boy, makes daddy so proud.�

Spike
chuckled, �Think he�ll bag himself a slayer?�

She
purred and snuggled into his lap, �The stars sing, they tell pretty stories of
blood, and death.� She ran a finger down his cheek, drawing blood then licking
it up, �She�ll scream and bleed.� She laughed, �And die.�

�Wonder
where all that darkness came from.�

She
laughed, �Such a dark kitten he is.� She grabbed her head and rocked back and
forth, �No.� She shook her head, �Have to stop.�

Spike
scowled, holding her close, �What is it Dru?� He questioned, petting her hair.

�Bad, nasty girl.� Her fingers drummed on her temples, �Must
not come back.�

�What
do you mean? Who must not come back?�

She
growled, �The little witch.� She hissed, �Must not come back, will hurt daddy�s
kitten.�

�What
witch Dru; tell me so we can stop her from coming back.�

�Red
hair, fire, make it stop Spike.� She rocked, keening
softly.

He
stroked her hair and picked her up, carrying her to where Angelus and Xander
were playing with their latest victim.
Angelus looked over as they entered, his bare chest covered in streaks
of blood. Xander was licking blood off
his fingers, yellow eyes gazing at them.

�What�s
wrong?� Angelus asked, petting Xander�s hair.

�She
had a vision; the stars bloody told her that we have to stop some witch from
coming back or your dark kitten there will be hurt.�

He
scowled, �What witch?�

�Some red head.�

Angelus
looked thoughtful, �Red hair�� He trailed off, �Could be that bint I killed, what was her name?� He questioned, looking
over at Xander.

�You
mean Willow?� He asked.

He
snapped his fingers, �Yes, her. So
someone�s going to bring her back to hurt my childe? I don�t think so.� He said, stalking towards
the door, �I�ll go dismember her corpse if I have to.� He grumbled to himself,
going to the bathroom and cleaning up, �Childe, stay here with Dru, Spike and I
are going to take a little trip, we�ll be back soon.�

Xander
nodded, �Alright sire.� He said as Spike laid Drusilla down on the bed.

�Take
care of her.� Spike said before heading for the door.

Angelus
and Spike made their way to the cemetery where Willow
was buried only to find that the ground had been recently disturbed. Angelus cursed, kicking her tombstone over,
and growling. When he heard the slayer�s
voice he spun around, not really hearing what she was saying.

�Slayer.� Spike growled lowly.

�What
the hell do you think you�re doing? Get
away from her grave!�

�Butt
out slayer.� Spike hissed, �This is none of your concern.�

�What
have you done with her?� She shouted, spotting the disturbed grave.

Angelus
hissed, �Nothing you idiot.� He looked over at Spike, �Find the damn witch
while I deal with the bitch slayer.� Spike nodded and sniffed the air for a
moment before running off, �Let�s dance slayer.� He smiled wickedly, �My childe
really wants to be the one to kill you.�

Spike
made his way through the streets, following the scent of death. When he finally reached the end of the trail
he was standing in front of a large warehouse.
His eyes narrowed as he looked inside.
A group of warlocks were standing around Willow�s
corpse.

A
low growl escaped Spike�s lips, �Damn it.� He ran to the door and kicked it
open, only to find himself stopped by a tangible
barrier. He slammed his hand into it,
�Hey!� He growled, trying to get their attention. One of them turned to face him, �Shit, not
warlocks.� He whispered when he was greeted with glowing red eyes.

One
of them spoke, happily he could understand the language, �Leave us vampire.�

�Don�t
revive the red head and I will.�

From
the looks they gave each other he knew they could understand him, �She must be
returned to the living.�

�She�ll
just die again you know. Angelus doesn�t
want her to hurt his childe and I�ll be damned if I let anyone hurt him
either.� They ignored him and set about
their task, intent on reviving her, �Bloody hell.� He growled, running off to
find Angelus.

Drusilla
opened her eyes and looked up at him, �Kitten.� She said softly, �Daddy will
make sure no one will hurt you.�

He
blinked down at her, �I know. Why would
anyone hurt me though Dru?�

�The
nasty slayer and her witch want to hurt you, want to take you away, make you
like them again.�

He
stroked her hair gently as she cuddled in his lap, �So what�s going to happen
if they can�t stop her from being revived?�

�If they can�t then Auntie Dru will protect you from the mean
witch. Auntie Dru won�t let them
make you like mommy.�

�A
soul, is that what they want to give me?� She nodded, �Is it even
possible? I mean, that was like over a
hundred years ago. Do people still know
how to do that?�

She
shook her head, �The stars tell me that they will try and it will hurt daddy�s
kitten if I don�t protect him.� She leaned against him, �Auntie Dru has to make
sure they fail.� She groaned, �Too late now, daddy and Spike couldn�t stop them,
have to protect the kitten on my own now.� She crawled off the bed, taking
Xander�s hand and pulling him with her.

He
didn�t fight her as she led him through the mansion, �Where are we going Dru?�

She
put a finger to his lips, �The kitten must be quiet now.�

Willow
opened her eyes; it was as if she had been awakened from a long sleep. She felt heavy and lethargic and couldn�t
will herself to move. She could hear
soft chanting from around her but couldn�t see where it was coming from. Suddenly everything went silent. Slowly she sat up, she felt a lot better, no
longer heavy. Looking around she found
herself in a large warehouse, a completely empty warehouse.

�Where
am I?� She asked softly, not receiving an answer.

Carefully
she got to her feet, sunlight poured in through the windows. Without another word she walked out into the
light. Once outside she knew where she
was and quickly made her way towards the high school, not having any concept of
what day it was. She was still clothed
in what she had been buried in. She
couldn�t remember her death, couldn�t remember what had happened after she
died, she only knew she was missing some time.
Quietly she made her way into the school and finally to the library.

�Giles, Buffy?� She questioned, walking inside, suddenly
feeling weak.

�Willow?�
Giles rushed over to her, catching her before she fell, �You�re alive.�

She
collapsed against him, �I died?�

He
helped her over to a chair and sat her down, �Yes, Angelus killed you.�

�I
don�t remember.� She rubbed her hands over her face, �Can I have some water?�
He quickly sent to get her some, �I remember a voice though, telling me I had
to do something for Xander. What�s
happened to him?�

He
handed her the water and took a deep breath, �Angelus turned him, he�s a vampire now.�

She
shook her head, drinking her water, �I-I don�t believe that.�

�It�s
true, no matter how you may not want to believe it.�

She
swallowed hard, �I�ll find some way to save him, maybe there�s a way to give
him a soul, like Darla.�

�I
hope we can find one Willow, I
really do.�

Angelus
nibbled and sucked at Xander�s ears and neck, �Must have you childe.� He
growled.

Xander
groaned softly, tipping his head to the side, �Then take me sire. Make me bleed, make me hurt.�

The
elder vampire laughed and pressed his childe into the bed, smothering him with
the sheets, �Oh, I think I will.� He freed himself and thrust in hard, dragging
his nails down his back, raking away flesh, causing blood to pour down his back
and sides, �Gods yes childe.�

Xander
cried out, rocking back against him, arching his back, biting at the sheets and
bed. His nails dug into the bed beneath
him, growls of pleasure and pain escaped his lips. It didn�t take long for the wounds Angelus
inflicted to heal, making his skin flawless again. The scar tattoo stood out in sharp relief,
seeming to soak up the blood, making it even more visible instead of less. Angelus raked his teeth over Xander�s throat,
growling lowly, lapping up the spilled drops of blood. Sire and childe were locked in bliss, neither
wanting it to end. Angelus� hips never
stopped their steady cadence into him.
With a final growl he sank his teeth into his throat and came, washing
over his childe�s spot. Xander�s lips
parted, releasing a sweet keen as he came, gripping at whatever he could,
clawing at it, trying to keep himself grounded in reality, trying to stop
himself from spiraling into oblivion.

�Sire,
will you protect me?�

Angelus
blinked and stroked his hair, �What makes you think I wouldn�t protect you?�

He
half closed his eyes, loving the weight at his back, �Dru told me that she was
going to protect me from Willow
because you and Spike failed to stop her from coming back. She made me go with her and she did
something. I don�t remember what. She said it would protect me. Make it so they couldn�t give me a soul like
Darla has.� He closed his eyes, �It didn�t hurt, I
just can�t remember what she did.�

He
scowled, �She said she was going to protect you and then she did something?�
Xander nodded, �I�ll have to talk to her about that.� He paused, �And yes
childe, I will protect you.�

Xander
smiled and nipped his lips, �You know what sire?�

�What?�

�I�m
happy.�

Angelus
smiled and chuckled softly, �That�s good.
I�m happy too.�

Xander
laughed, �Never thought I�d be happy to be dead.�

That
made Angelus laugh, �Nothing wrong with being dead, if we can really be
considered dead that is.�

�I�m
hungry, can we go out hunting?�

Angelus
chuckled, �Only you could think of hunting when I�m buried inside you.�

�Not that I don�t love having you inside me because I do, but I�m
hungry.�

With
a twist of his hips, Angelus pulled out, stretching, �Alright then, let�s go
hunting.�

Xander
groaned softly, �I hate it when you pull out that fast, makes me feel empty.�

He
nipped his ear, �Well, when you pretty much demand that I pull out so we can go
hunting you have to expect to be left empty and wanting.�

He
pouted and crawled off the now clawed to pieces bed, �Maybe I should let Dru
play doll with me.� He teased, �She likes to pick out things for me to wear.�

Angelus
glared at him before threading his fingers through his hair and pulling his
head back, �You�re mine.� He growled, �I�m not sharing you.�

�I
know sire.� He whispered, �Why don�t you pick something out for me?�

That
seemed to appease Angelus for the moment and he released his hair, going over
to the closet and picking out something for them to wear. Angelus handed him a pair of supple black
leather pants, a deep blue button up shirt, and a black undershirt. Xander dressed as Angelus picked out
something for himself, finally settling on his
trademark leather pants, a black shirt, and a white undershirt. Once they were both dressed they pulled on
boots and Angelus put on his duster before walking out.

�Let�s
go to the Bronze, have a little fun.� Angelus said, leading the way, �You get
to pick your prey on your own this time, no getting caught, I�m not going to
watch over your shoulder.�

Xander
smiled, �Of course sire.�

He
smiled to himself as they walked into the club.
Angelus went upstairs while Xander stayed downstairs, looking around,
seeking the perfect mark. He wasn�t sure
exactly what he would do if he saw Buffy but he was sure that he would make the
most of it. As he made his way through
the club he saw them, his �friends�.
They were sitting at a table, talking a laughing. Seeing Willow
alive made the small human part of him happy, glad to know she was back among
the living, but the rest of him wasn�t happy about it at all. He would feed then come back and play with
them. Absently he began hitting on some
blood girl, he knew her, couldn�t remember her name though, didn�t
much care at the moment either. The
moment he had lured her outside he struck after making sure no one else could
see. Hungry he fed, holding her
struggling body close against his. Once all the life was drained from her he
released her body, letting her fall to the alley floor. Licking away the last traces of blood he made
his way back inside, going to play with Buffy for a little bit.

�Hey, Buff-ster.� He smiled,
walking over to their table and sitting down.

�Xander.� Willow
said softly.

�Xan��
Jesse whispered.

Buffy
narrowed her eyes, �Xander, what are you doing here?�

He
shrugged, �Can�t I say hi to my friends?� He asked innocently, �Just because
I�m a vampire.� He whispered the last word, �Doesn�t
mean that I don�t want to see you ever again.�

�It
means we�re on opposite sides now Xander.
I don�t know how we can still be friends when you�re killing people.�

He
mock pouted, �I haven�t killed any of you, now have
I?�

�You�re
not Xander anymore.� Willow
whispered, �You�re just wearing his face.�

He
looked wounded, putting his hands over his heart, �I�m hurt.� He smiled, �I
just wanted to check up on you, see what was up and how things were going.� He
leaned his arms on the table, �So how�s school?� He asked conversationally.

Angelus
chuckled as he watched his childe; he knew the slayer couldn�t do anything
while in public like this. It was almost
time to go but he was enjoying watching the slayer, he had also gotten a
discreet meal while Xander was playing.

�Xander,
let�s get going.� He said, walking up behind him.

Xander
turned his head back to look at him, �Hey Angelus, I was just talking with my
friends here.�

He
chuckled, �Hello Buffy. So good to see you again.
Sorry we can�t stay and chat more but we have to be going.� He wrapped
his arms around Xander�s shoulders, �We�ll come visit
you guys again.� He said before pulling Xander away.

Xander
pouted, �Spoiling my fun.�

�You
know better than that. It�s time to go
home.� He said, leading the way home.

Next Chapter: Halloween madness!

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