Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Xander Appreciation #9: 'Cause he's a flying buttress of support - Page 10

fresley4ever · 06-26-2009, 06:47 PM

This is why we need to keep bumping.

Sosa Lola · 06-27-2009, 06:10 AM

Aww, thanks you guys *kiss*

Part Four:

Xander huffed, standing behind the counter. Hours ago, they had found the Magic Box closed, which was a bit strange since Anya would never close the store this early. Buffy and Willow had figured that she was still upset enough to not want any more money and followed that conclusion by staring at a pouting Xander.

After using the extra key Giles had given Buffy before he returned to England, Buffy and Willow went in search of any books that dealt with boys turning into girls. If lucky, enclosed would be the systematic instruction on how to reverse it. The girls were avidly looking while Xander was not. He was whining and pouting all the time about not wanting to be a girl. Thus, acting as Buffy pointed out then 'like such a girl'.

Xander had been left in front of the cash register in case someone came in. Anya would never forgive them if there were a lost money gaining opportunity. After Buffy and Willow failed in finding any helpful books in the front of the shop, they moved their search into the back where Giles kept the more precious books.

Xander was frustrated as he leaned onto his elbows. His body didn't feel right and the bra Buffy used her slayer strength on was killing him. He glared down at his chest remembering how he tried to convince Buffy that he didn't need a bra. Buffy had explained then that his breasts were too big for him to not wear a bra, claiming that they would hurt if left unsupported. With no previous female experience, Xander, sulking, relented.

Groaning with embarrassment, Xander let his head fall to hit the counter. Man, that hurt! He yelped - a female yelp to his shame.

He raised his head when he heard the bell to the shop door jingle. He watched transfixed as a gorgeous blonde-haired woman strode confidently towards him. Xander racked his eyes up and down her body noticing her long flowing blonde curls bounce over her perky chest.

Distracted, he made sure his mouth was closed and that no drool escaped. There was no sense in scaring Anya's customer by his raging hormones.

Xander's eyes locked with the woman's sharp blue ones. He couldn't help but notice the long light-brown eyelashes. His eyes drifted down a sharp nose to gaze at full pink lips - lips that were turned up in a familiar smirk he could not place in that dazed moment.

One of the blonde curls fell over a well defined eyebrow. It made Xander’s hand twitched over the counter, wanting to put it back in place. The blonde brushed it back revealing a scar in her eyebrow.

Xander frowned for a few seconds before realization hit him. He looked down at her clothes and noted the infamous duster. He gazed up at her face, his eyes checking the high, full cheekbones.

"Spike?" Xander gasped as he straightened.

"Always knew you were slow, Harris." Spike smirked while looking back at the boy-turned-girl with a defined pink mark on his wide forehead.

So, that was Xander as a female? Not bad. Quite an improvement from what he had used to be, Spike thought lustfully. He raised his eyes from gazing at Xander's breasts to settle on his face. A grimace played on his expression as he noted the youthful features. He was sure his wish hadn't included knocking a couple of years off. The gaping fool looked like a witless high school girl.

He whistled. "Pretty little virgin."

Xander's eyes had remained wide unsure of what he was seeing. "Spike?!"

"What's going on? Is Spike here?" Buffy's called from the backroom.

Both former males looked at Buffy, who stood by the door, frowning at Spike. "Is that you, Spike?" Her eyes widened. "You're a girl, too?"

"How did you know it was him?" Xander exclaimed.

"Well, any idiot would know that. The duster for one thing and the face, it's pretty much Spike but more feminine."

Xander shifted his eyes to the side. "Well, it took you a long time to know me." He ignored the fact that it had taken him a while to figure out this fact himself. A while spent in thoughts that would forever be locked in the 'never be mentioned again' box in his head.

"Well, you're not exactly the same Xander. The eyes are probably the same, I guess. Or not.” She gave an unconcerned shrug. “But, other things are still different."

"Other things? What do you mean by other things?" Xander squeaked, indignant. He really didn't need to be criticized in front of Hot Chick Spike.

In the box… now!

"She means the breasts, mate."

Xander covered said breasts, cheeks flushed. "Well, you have breasts, too!" He looked at the tight red shirt, buttons barely holding in the boobs.

What happened to the box? Xander's mind whined when his eyes continued to gaze at the covered yet pronounced breasts.

Spike pursed his lips. "Not as big as those." He coarsely gestured with his palms.

Xander blushed even more. Did Spike actually complement him? Did he actually think of it as a complement?

So need to buy a new box… this one is defective!

Willow came into the room, wondering what the raised voices were about. "Hey, guys, what's up?" She stopped as she spotted the stunning blonde. Her heart sped up as she licked her suddenly dry lips. Strange urges and feelings rushed out of nowhere, confusing her. That young woman was absolutely not her type. She always went for sweet and cute. She liked cute Xander, cute Oz, cute Tara … she STILL liked cute Tara.

Willow nodded firmly to herself. Bad girl type was so not her type.

Buffy was checking out Spike’s breasts. “I think your breasts look fine. I mean they’re average, not too small or too big. Well, above average in these parts,” she said bitterly as she cast a look at Xander’s chest then back at Spike before casually pulling her shirt down a little.

Xander held his breasts tighter, mortified. He looked at the still silent Willow. “Willow, help me out here. What do you think of Spike’s boobs? They’re small, right?” he said wanting to rile the vampire and trying to convince himself that his fellow sex-changer wasn't attractive.

Spike raised a delicate eyebrow not falling for the bait.

Something caught Willow’s attention. Boobs? Her eyes drifted from the blonde’s dazzling face to her chest. "No,” she answered Xander’s question with a dreamy shake. “They’re just right."

Xander grunted. Man, why are all women against me today? Does it have to do with the leaving Anya at the altar thing? It’s not like I did it without a reason! But did they even ask about the reason? No! He sighed. Yeah, just blame it on your friends, huh, Harris?

He looked at his friends, suddenly feeling more miserable. “Did you find something yet?” What a better way to change the subject from the breast competition.

Buffy shook her head. “Nothing, sorry,” she said sympathetically.

“Spike!”

Everyone looked at Willow who pointed at the vampire. “Spike’s duster! Spike.”

Buffy nodded, bored. “Yeah, we covered that already.”

“What turned you into a girl, Spike?” Willow asked. “Was it the same demon that turned Xander?”

Aggravated, Xander hit the table with his fists. “For the last time there was no demon!”

“There’s always a demon, Xander,” Buffy asserted, then turned her attention to Spike. “Now tell what happened.”

“Well, it is a 'demon'.” Spike gave Xander a look. “Anya happened.”

“Anya is not a demon,” Xander yelled angrily, slamming his hands down once more. That seemed like such a manly act earlier so he did it again.

“She is now. Got her old job back, demon perks and all."

Xander blinked. "She did?" he asked hurt.

"I'm sorry, Xander," Willow said looking at him with concern.

"So, Anya is a vengeance demon now? And she wished for Xander to be a girl?" Buffy asked, confused.

"It's your fault!" Spike yelled at Xander.

"Why is it always my fault?" Xander asked defensively with a little hint of whine, knowing full well that it was indeed his fault for whatever reason.

"The demon chit is mad at you. And I got caught in the middle of the bloody crossfire!"

"Why were you in the middle exactly?" Buffy asked suspiciously.

Ignoring the accusatory tone, Spike told them what Anya had said to him before she disappeared leaving him to find the shrunken clothes he had hidden so long ago.

"… ****ing Harm! And then … uh…she tricked me into wishing Xander a woman."

"You mean it wasn't Anya who did the wish?" Xander said, his face brightening with happiness. That was a plus.

Everyone gave him a look.

He realized how stupid his words were. Trying to change the subject yet again, which he seemed to be doing a lot lately, he glowered at Spike. "You wished me into a girl?"

"Well, technically, I didn't use the word 'wish', and if I wanted to make a wish against you, I wouldn't want to turn you into a fine-looking chit, an ugly cow more accurately."

"You would've made me a cow?" Xander screeched. Spike cackled.

"Would you stop that?" Buffy yelled, irritated. "We have a major problem here and it's about you two. Can you focus and help out?"

Xander looked away ashamed of his behavior. "Sorry," he mumbled.

Buffy glared at Spike who shrugged silently. She sighed. "Okay, now we know that Anya had done 'this'." She pointed at the still glaring two. "Too bad she never told us how she was turned into a human in the first place. Have you got an idea, Will?" she said as she looked at Willow.

Willow hmm-ed, still busy ogling Spike. Even knowing that it was Spike she was drooling over didn't make a difference… or perhaps made it more exciting. She had always secretly wondered what it would be if a vampire…

"Willow!"

She snapped when Buffy clapped her hands in front of her face.

"Oh, oh right." She coughed trying to cover up her embarrassment. Xander glared at her feeling betrayed and a little jealous. Spike only smirked, noticing her interest as clearly as everyone else had.

Willow bit her lip then sighed, defeated. "I've got nothing."

Buffy nodded. "Then we have no choice. Giles it is."

buffy4ever · 06-27-2009, 12:50 PM

That was really great. Willow was so funny in this part. Can't wait for more.

fresley4ever · 06-27-2009, 06:15 PM

Nice work.

Sosa Lola · 06-28-2009, 05:26 AM

Part Five:

Dawn gazed at the strange brunette and blonde women with curiosity. She was still processing what Buffy had just informed her that these women were actually Xander and Spike.

She blinked once more and worked her jaw to make sure that she wasn't showing all her teeth for all to see. From the way the women looked, she could see it was not a late April Fools joke.

Only in Sunnydale!

Xander looked the same but more womanly and way shorter than he used to be. She grinned. She was taller than he was now. His eyes were the same, but more distinct on his female features. The lashes were the same length given that they were always like that even before this new interesting development. The eyebrows were smaller and were nicely shaped, not perfect but natural. The silky dark hair reached the tip of his shoulders. His body was lean, not too lean, yet full in the right places, it matched Xander's bountiful breasts well.

Dawn turned her attention to Spike. The blonde's eyes were perfect, they were sharp blue and rimmed with long light brown lashes. She wanted to worship Spike's perfect nose. His lips were the same full lips he always had. Maybe the disgruntled pout puffed them even more. As a member of the female species, he had rounder cheeks yet still held cause for the envy of all cheekbones. Spike's hair was shiny full blonde locks that cascaded over his shoulders. It was longer than Xander's hair and the soft curls reached the middle of Spike's back. The leather duster completed the sexy form of Hot William the Bloody, as always.

He was a bit shorter than he used to be, as a woman he was few inches taller than Xander. Spike might be Dawn's height or a little bit taller. It was Xander who had seemingly shrunk.

After several blinks, Dawn opened her mouth, "Xander does have the bigger boobs." She nodded to the girls.

"Oh, c'mon!" Xander spat out indignant.

Dawn pulled back startled.

Spike shrugged. "I'm telling ya, mate, medium size perky bosom are 'totally in season'," he said the last word in a somewhat mocking Cordelia tone. "I mean you can't run with those things." He indicated with a jerk to Xander's left boob.

"Ow!" Xander and Spike yelled in pain.

Spike clutched his head, glaring at Xander. "Oi, watch where you point those things!"

Buffy crossed her arms. "Gross, Spike."

Spike raised an eyebrow at her. "You're just jealous, pet. You're nowhere near as hot and cute as me and Xandra here." He placed his hand on Xander's shoulder his tone clearly showed which one was the cute and which was the hot.

Xander was still rubbing his left boob with his right hand. He pushed Spike's arm off with his left and stepped away. If he walked towards Buffy it was because that direction was the farthest away from the breast boxer, NOT to seek protection from the still smaller form of the Slayer. He never had and never would do that.

"I still don't understand why I can't go back to my apartment?" Xander huffed heatedly while trying to keep from snapping at his annoying thoughts and ignoring the very womanly huff-somewhat-whine that had so easily came out from between his lips.

Dawn blinked at the huffing. Wow, Xander does take this girly thing seriously. She grinned as she gave the two used-to-be-men another one over.

"Because, one," Buffy began, "There is no way anyone I know is going out like that…" She pointed at his ill-fitting Tara Clothes with distaste. "Second, there is no way to be sure that Anya won't be continuing her vengeful bender and you staying here makes it easier for me to do my protecty thing." She knew she should've gotten an A in debate. Stupid Mrs. Parkers. I should've let Oz eat her.

Xander pulled away from Buffy sure that she was going insane especially with that wistful look and the tiny evil smile. He inched closer to Spike. He would take his chances with Slap Them Boobs. Wait, Buffy was saying that Anya could come back for more?

"What do you mean make more with the vengeance-ing on me?!"

Spike pulled away rubbing his ear, nearly slamming into a grinning, eye-fluttering Willow.

Xander waved his hands at the whole living room. "She turned me into a girl, Buffy! A girl!"

The yelling snapped Buffy out of her happy ‘werewolf releasing for teacher-control’ thoughts. She blinked at Xander. "You think being a girl is bad enough to be payback for what you did to Anya? Enough to satisfy her 1000+ years of demon-y vengeful experience? You think what happened to you is that bad?"

"Duh!" Xander yelled. "There is nothing worse she can do to me now."

"Xander!" four yells caused the poor still-getting-used-to-a-shorter-body's-balance-recently-girl-ed ex-boy to fall onto the couch.

He sat up and looked at their faces before looking down, ashamed. "Sorry."

Spike nodded. "That is it. The boy- uh, chit is jinxed … no way I'm staying near him." He headed towards the door.

"Hey, Spike, before you go. What is the time?" Dawn called.

Spike turned around, confused. "Well, Bit, it's way passed your bedtime if that's what you want to know. Little girls shouldn't be still up and about enough to see the sun… oh…" He huffed, turned around and planted himself next to Xander who was too depressed to notice, much less care.

Xander was pouting which meant he wasn't convinced yet, but still too embarrassed about him inviting Hellmouth fate for dinner-on-him to make voice of his doubts.

Spike, on the other hand, shrugged uncaring of Xander’s delima. "All right then, where am I supposed to park my cute new arse for the day?"

"My room!" Everyone looked at Willow who hadn't spoke a word - if one overlooked the joint 'Xander' bellow - since they left the Magic Box, too busy trying to make sure that no one noticed her staring at Spike. She blushed as her absent mind caught the wide eyes of Buffy and Dawn, the shocked and hurt look from Xander and Spike's amused smirk. She quickly worked her mind trying to mend the awkward situation.

"I … I meant both … um, Spike and Xander can sleep in my room," Willow stuttered.

"Yeah. Now that’s WAY better," Dawn said with rolled eyes.

~*~*~*~*~

fresley4ever · 06-28-2009, 04:59 PM

buffy4ever · 06-28-2009, 05:30 PM

Haha, this was so cute!

fresley4ever · 06-28-2009, 05:52 PM

It has been cute from the start.

buffy4ever · 06-28-2009, 06:49 PM

Very true, lol.

fresley4ever · 06-28-2009, 06:51 PM

Xander love!

buffy4ever · 06-28-2009, 06:53 PM

Always!

fresley4ever · 06-28-2009, 06:56 PM

buffy4ever · 06-28-2009, 07:14 PM

Everyone should love him.

fresley4ever · 06-28-2009, 07:18 PM

I know! He was so funny and cute.

buffy4ever · 06-28-2009, 07:27 PM

Exactly! He needs more support.