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The Truth Behind His Life	By : Strailo Category: BtVS Crossovers > Misc - General Views: 13914 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: The Truth Behind His Life
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Batman
Chapter: 21
Pairing: Xander/Dick
Word count: 1,710
AN: This is a day late but I have reasons that I’m not particularly in the mood to share. Just know they are good.
Enjoy.
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Shouldering open the door to the condo he shared with Dick, Xander heated the bag of groceries in his arms and stepped inside before nudging it close with one food. Kicking off his chunk heels with a sigh, he padded to the kitchen, putting the bag down.
The scent of a perfume to flowering even for a drag queen of epic gayness drew him to a stop as he started to put away the ingredients for dinner.
With narrowed eyes, he took out his tazer gun from his purse and started to go through the rooms, simultaneously cursing and blessing the open floor plan. Checking Dicks bedroom and bathroom, then his own bathroom, he looked to his bedroom and narrowed his eyes at finding the door partially open, especially when he knew he had left it closed before he had left to go see Joker and Harley. Nudging the door open, he walked into his room where he found Barbra picked up the tome where he had started to keep a record of his time as a demon hunter.
“Put that down gently. That tome is hand bound, hand crafted and costs more then both of our wardrobes combined,” he stated, voice cold. Barbra stiffened and slowly put the tome down on his bedside table before turning around with a blank face. “Out of my room. Now. I don’t want you in here again, ever,” Xander snarled, eyes cold as she left the bedroom.
“I’m surprised you’re back so soon,” Barbra said as they walked into the living room, Xander going back to putting things away.
“Considering you don’t even live here, I’m wondering just how you got in and why you thought invading my privacy would be alright,” Xander said, getting right to the point as he stuck skinless chicken into a crock pot and then placed the pot into the sink. Once he had washed his hands off, the pot filling with water, he raised an eyebrow at her. “So?”
“Dick gave me a key to get in when I need to get something” Barbra stated, voice neutral. She watched as Xander raised an eyebrow at the woman before turning off the water and hauled the crock pot out of the sink. He added a mix of dried, powdered herbs to the water and put the lid on as he plugged the pot into the wall, a smile dancing.
As he turned back to her, Xander let the smile bloom. “You’re such a bad liar. We changed the locks two days ago because Dick broke his key in the lock because I had absently told him that he had a nice ass. So do you want to try that again?” he asked, voice dangerously cold.
Barbra licked her lips as a shiver, cold and sharp, worked its way down her spin, her brown eyes wide and dark. She hadn’t known that they had had to change the lock on the door. It was surprising that Dick hadn’t told her of that fact.
“Let me guess, Dick didn’t tell you that we had changed the locks to our condo door, right?” Xander asked, putting celery, onions and carrots onto the counter.
“What of it? It is Dicks condo and he doesn’t really care if I come in,” Barbra said, trying to defend herself. The rich, brown eyes that she knew that were usually vibrant with happiness was cold and flinty as they stared her down.
“The thing is, my name is also now on the condo association paperwork, has been since I moved in. that means that I help pay for the bills and have a say in what happens in the condo by now,” Xander said, sounding sweet as he pulled a knife out of the butchers block. “And I think that not only did you break in, breaking one very important law, but you also invaded my privacy by going through my things, breaking another law. By the way, anything you have seen, should I get in any trouble, however doubtful that will be, is fruit from the poisoned tree just because you did break in and broke that law.”
“You…” Barbra stuttered, face going red as Xander calmly started to clean and chop the celery.
“You? Are you trying to say something but can’t get it out?” Xander asked sweetly, eyes glowing with an icy light.
“You’re not right!” Barbra yelled, finding her spine finally. “There’s next to no information on you. And what there is contradicts itself. Either you had a hacker remove you or you’re not real! Which means you’re just here to hurt us.”
Xander just continued to chop his celery, the pieces being placed into a bowl. “As Bruce knows, I’m quite real and alive, my name is Alexander Harris, I’m 18 years of age, I have graduated from Sunnydale High. I was in fact born there,” he said. “And yes, there is a lot that is hidden about my past but no, I didn’t do it or have it done for me. Some people who know me did it to protect me from some people who aren’t happy with me.”
“Why wouldn’t they be happy with you?” Barbra asked. She was going to jump at the chance to pry into Xanders life if he was going to give it to him, hoping to get enough clues to find the information to finally show Bruce and Dick that she was right and he was there to hurt them all.
“They’re pissed because I left,” Xander purred as he started to cut the carrots. “They didn’t like that their token male ditched them for a crime riddled city and a friend who was better then them.”
“Oh,” Barbra replied, scowling heavily as Dick walked in, holding a small pile of books in his arms. He stopped as he spotted a scowling, cross armed Barbra glaring at a vegetable chopping Xander.
“Barbra, what a surprise. What brings you here?” Dick asked as he set his books down onto the coffee table, eyes wary.
“I came to see you,” she replied, voice tight. Xander smiled placidly as Dick eyes narrowed. He knew when he was being lied to and Barbra had just lied to him.
“Now, now, Miss. Bat, no reason to lie to my boyfriend,” Xander said. Dick walked over to drop a kiss down onto his head. “She broke in, apparently to raid my room in a misguided attempt to discredit me in your eyes. She was about to read through my hand written tome,” he said, turning his head to press his own kiss to Dicks lips.
Barbra made a distressed sound as her eyes widened in surprise, jerking in shock at how easy they were together. “What the fuck?” she called out in her shocked state. The two men looked to her with surprise in their own eyes. “When did this happen? And when did you go gay, Dick?”
“I’m not gay, I’m bi, Barbra, and always have been,” Dick stated, his voice cool. “Just because I tell you who I tend to date doesn’t mean I’ve told you all about the people I’ve dated over the years. Hell, Bruce knows I’ve been with guys but not their names or the dates. I can keep something’s to myself,” he reminded her.
“As long as those ex’s don’t come around to cause problems,” Xander chuckled with a smile as he went back to cutting. The onions were skinned and halved as Barbra and Dick exchanged glares, Dick taking to nuzzling into Xanders hair. “Let me cook, Dick. We’re having fresh bread from that one deli you like and chicken soup, but I need to get these veggies sliced.”
“So mean to me,” Dick pouted, watching a smile dance over Xander’s lips. “Alright, you spoil me rotten and I have to work out more often to keep in shape so I can fit my costume,” he said, patting his stomach with a smile.
“It’s not my fault that you have an addiction to my food. Though I have a thing for your potato salad,” Xander said, nudging Dick out of his way to check on the boiling chicken.
As he skimmed off the white, frothy fat off of the top, Dick turned his attention to a nearly growling Barbra, eyes flinty. “Excuse me while I escort Barbra to the elevator, Xan.”
“Don’t cause too much damage. Bills are coming due,” Xander replied absently. Grabbing Barbras arm, Dick promised not to before hauling her out of the condo, ignoring her protests.
“I can no fucking well believe you, Barbra. Not only did you break into our condo, but you invaded Xander’s privacy,” Dick growled, eyes dark as he yanked her down the hallway, ignoring her protesting sounds. “Xander would have let you know who he was, had you just been polite and gotten to know him. But the moment I vouch for him, you turn into a jealous bitch.”
“He’s just not right, Dick Grayson, and he’s got you all mentally screwed up,” Barbra protested as they stopped before the elevator bank, Dick jabbing the button. “Did you know he went to see the Joker and his loony girlfriend?”
“Yeah, I did. How the fuck did you find out?” Dick asked, looking down at her with a heavy frown on his lips. “And I know exactly why he went to but I’m not telling you that.”
“I have contacts at Arkham Asylum who are willing to keep me updated on what is going on there,” she told him, getting a nod. “Why did he go see them?”
“Personal reasons that you have no right to know about,” Dick stated before shoving her into the elevator with a blank face. “You’re not welcomed here any more. Be glad that I’m not telling your dad but just Bruce.” He didn’t do anything as the doors closed on her shocked face as she tried to push off from the wall. Shaking his head, he went back to the condo that was filling with the scent of warm food, which made him smile.
Even with Xander complaining about his room needing to be sanitized from top to bottom, and having to buy a new safe to hide things.
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