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Cruel Sister: A Spander Fairytale.	By : runningwithcoyotes Category: > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 2543 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own "Buffy: The Vampire Slayer", it belongs to Joss Whedon. The song "Cruel sisters" belongs to itself. I get nothing from this but the pleasure of writing it, no money made here.

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Prince Alexander was as happy as could be; as of three hours
he and his beloved knight were engaged, and everyone he saw
congratulated him (and made lewd comments which made him blush
something awful). He was just on his way down the stairs, since it
was a beautiful day and he wanted to spend it outside, watching his
love practice with the soldiers. Sir Spike was so handsome in only
his leathers, with sweat on his brow, the sword swishing through
the air as he attacked and parried. Or perhaps swish was a bad choice
of a word, he mused. it was more like the sword danced when Spike
was training. Yes, it danced. And so did its owner; like he was
displaying himself for those who watched, not fighting. It was beautiful,
and he was eager to see it again. Something happened inside him
when he saw his Love practice, although he was not sure what that
was. It felt like the butterflies he had felt when they kissed for the
first time, but it was centered lower in his body, and it felt much
more intense. He must remember to ask father about it.
Halfway down the stairs, he met one of the guards, and of
course recognised him immediately.he knew everyone in the castle,
and most of the people in the city, by name, and was always very
polite whenever he met them.
�Good day Graham, I trust you are well.� He said, bowing his
head slightly.
�Very well, your majesty, thank you. Congratulations on your
upcoming nuptials.� Xander blushed, then turned crimson as the
guard went on: �I am sure you are looking forward to the wedding
night, you know what they say about small men � all that pent up
energy.� The he laughed.
�I�m sure I have no idea what you are talking about.� Xander
squeaked, then hurriedly escaped down the rest of the stairs
towards the main doors, Graham�s laughter ringing in his ears.
He had just made it to the door when his sister, Buffy, caught
up with him. He hoped she would not tease him; he had had quite
enough of that for the day. But she smiled and put her hand on
his arm.
�Xan� she said, �I know I haven�t been very kind to you lately,
and I am sorry. I was hoping we could go for a stroll, and talk? We
really need to talk, don�t you think?� he smiled back at her, greatly
relieved. They had been at odds lately, although he had no idea
why; a private conversation might be just what they needed. And
hopefully Spike would not be too disappointed about him not being
there to watch practice, just this once.
�I would love to. How about we walk down by the river, at the
far reach of the palace grounds? It is so lovely there.� Buffy tucked
her arm under his.
�What a lovely idea, dear brother. The river will be� perfect.�
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Two hours had passed, and Spike was just returning to the
castle after sword practice. He was feeling rather disappointed; he
had made his hair up nice, knowing his little darling would come
and watch, and the boy had not even showed! They would have
Words about that. Strong words. He smiled ruefully. Who was he
kidding? One soulful look from those enormous dark eyes, and he
would forget why he was so cross and take the boy into his arms,
covering his sweet face with kisses. He could hardly wait � you
weren�t a proper couple until you�d had your first argument!
�Help!� a woman�s scream tore through his thoughts, making
him turn around so fast he nearly lost his footing. �Somebody, help!�
he ran towards the scream. There was a damsel in distress � he had
to save her, that was his duty! Xander would understand.
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The scream sir Spike had heard had reached far, and several
people came running towards it. They were met by a hysterical
princess, a princess with a torn dress, messy hair and she was
covered in mud. She was completely from her senses; screaming
and crying and making very little sense to anyone.
�Please! Please help, my brother! The river! He fell � I
couldn�t reach him! Help me, somebody! My brother!� she wailed,
staring at them with wild eyes. For a few seconds, noone moved;
struck by horror at what she had said, and the implications. The river
was dangerous, running at a speed too great for even the greatest
swimmer. If the prince had fallen in�
Then suddenly, as if someone had flipped a switch, they
exploded into activity. A maid ran towards the castle to alert the
King and Queen, and the others began searching the riverbank.
First among these desperate searchers, was a golden blond knight,
sword desperately clutched in one hand, as if holding on to hope.
Perhaps he was. His little darling had confessed to him, only the day
before, that he did not know how to swim. They had to find him.
Fast.
But they did not find him, though they searched for many hours.
Princess
Buffy had to be taken away less than half an hour into
the search, and given a sedative by Tara, who then put her to bed.
The poor girl was hysterical, screaming that they had to find him,
and being of no use to anyone. Now she slept, while the rest of the
castle searched for her brother. They called his name, they dragged
nets through the waters, Willow scryed for him with her crystal ball.
But to no avail. The prince was nowhere to be found.
When the day turned into night, they were all exhausted, muddy
and heartsore. In despair, the King called the search to a halt, and
announced that his darling son was drowned. His queen and youngest
daughter clung to each other, weeping desperately. Their hearts would
not believe what was undeniable; prince Alexander was dead. Gone.
Lost forever. And all those that had gathered to search, wept bitterly
as they started the trek back to the castle.
Alone on the river bank, sword still in hand, covered in mud, stood
Sir Spike, still as a statue. He alone shed no tears, as he gazed at the
dark waters that had taken his love. His sorrow was too great for weeping,
his pain went much too deep. His love was lost, all his dreams had
shattered. A choked cry made it�s way past his lips.
��Xan��
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