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<Part 1>

    Xander rolled out of bed with a muffled curse. "Spike, let me up fangface."

    "Why should I? I like you like this." The vampire grinned and Xander felt his heart beat skip.

    He trailed tiny kisses up the cold neck and smiled contently, "Because if you don't let me up, I might do something like this." He bit down hard and laughed when Spike's ah. . . not so little friend, instantly stood at attention. The teenager used the destraction and slipped away into the bathroom to get ready for another school day.

    "Now pet that wasn't very nice." Spike pouted.

    Xander slipped out of the bathroom and into his clothing, "Punish me later. Gotta go to school. Big bad books to slay."

    The bleached vampire watched his lover of three years go through his familiar morning routine. "You're a right beautiful nonce, know that?"

    That English accent always melted his insides to jello. "Maybe you should tell me again."

    "Now don't get a big head. . ." He paused, "Never mind, get a big head. Please."

    "Two different heads." He chuckled and slid a few stakes into the concealed pockets Spike'd designed for him.

    "Look like a reject from Goodwill luv. No one'll ever suspect."

    "You didn't."

    "'Ey! I knew you were a slayer!"

    "Then why aren't I dead now?"

    "Cause you happen to be a very lickable shagable slayer." He took the human by the shirt and pulled him in close, nuzzling his face and neck sweetly.

    Xander pulled Spike closer and caught a kiss from those smirking lips. "School. Got to. . . Mmmm. Go to school."

    "So you can be an educated nummy?"

    "I'm already moist and delicious."

    Spike smiled against the hard chest hidden so expertly under baggy clothing. "C'n I have a nibble?"

    "School!"

    "Just a bit."

    "You aren't starving you took out those rapists last night."

    "But yer blood is so much sweeter Xan!"

    "I'm going now."

    The hansome face went serious and he nodded, "You aren't going to muck about are you? I want ta be with you when you hunt 'member."

    "I know."

    "Like you lots Peaches. Don't go dyin' on me."

    "I wont."

    They went through this every morning. Spike knew what was out there and he hated that he couldn't follow his slayer whelp everywhere. He knew the kid could take care of himself, but he didn't want him to have to.

    The Slayer in question smiled broadly.  His vampire took such good care of him. Xander never stoped thanking the powers that he hadn't staked the British Big Bad when he'd shown up a few nights after his thirteenth birthday party. He only been the slayer for a year back then and Spike. . . Well William the Bloody was looking to kill his third. . . untill they'd seen eachother at least.

~flashback three years ago~

    "You're a mess pet. All dusty hm? What 'ave you been up to?"

    Xander turned around slowly. His stakes were gone. He'd thrown the last at a retreating vamp. A quick glance told him ther was one right behind his new target. Vampire speed, no chance. It's funny when you know you're going to die, it isn't all that bad. That thought made him smile.

    "Oi! What're ya grinnin' at wanker?! I'm gonna kill you!"

    He nodded. "Yeah, I know. Bet I'll be the youngest slayer killed. Shame since I'm the only boy slayer already I mean what'll that do to male hopeful slayers worldwide? It'll be reversed sexism I tell ya. Least I won't have to clean my room, in which case, have at it."

    "Slayer." The hard ridges smoothed out into the most sigh worthy and georgeous guy he'd ever seen //and you did NOT just think that! Bad Xan!//

    "Yep, that's me, but don't tell your buddies ok? I don't want it to get around."

    "Will it matter once you're dead?"

    "Well if you decide to make me a minion I don't think an ex-slayer would last long." He realsoned and shrugged. "So are you going to do it?"

    The blond looked nummy when he was wigging!

    "Do what?!"

    "Touch me Thrill me Kiss me Kill me?"

    "Wha?"

    "You've never heard U2."

    "What about me hearing me too?"

    He smiled wider and waited for the vampire to make a move. Any move.

    "The last two slayers weren't 'alf as chatty as you whelp."

    "Well, I guess I'm just a product of these post modern times." He lunged for the stake and the Vampire grabed for him a moment too late, they ended up rolling over the cemetary's cold dead soil until Xander was straddling him, stake to his heart. "Nice?"

    The bright blue eyes widened and then sparkled as he rocked his hips up against the boy's crotch, "Very nice."

    The chocolate brown eyes went wide but he never faltered. "I really don't want to kill you ya know."

    "Oh?"

    "Oh."

    "So what's the story then mate? You plannin' on keeping me tied to your bed or what not?"

    The slayer snickered and shook his head, "I was thinking more along the lines of a chair."

~End flashback~
~Present Time~

    Xander goofily manuvered his skateboard through the people on the sidewalk. He had an image to keep up after all. He'd been working on it for years. No one looked twice at him unless it was to comment on his horrible wardrobe. He was the geek, he was the clown, he was the boy next door, and all of these things combined into one simple result. He was pretty much invisible.

    A flash of something caught his attention and he followed teh source of the feeling carefully. New girl. Powerleaking new girl. //Looks like the dearly demented counsel has sent another slayer. They know I'm here. . . something must be going down, something big, mayb. . .// "Oof!" He slammed into the hand rail and slid beneath it to lay on the bottom step. //That was smooth.//

    All of a sudden a bubbly redhead blocked the sun from his face. "Good Morning."

    "Willow!" He instantly fell back into his babble. Babble was good and expected and dear God don't let her notice the hicky Spike'd given him last night! "Hi Jesse."

    "Have you seen the new girl?"

    Xander slipped out a query into the inane flow of wordy speak nothingness, "So what about her?"

    "Huh?"

    "What do you know about her?"

    Jesse grinned, "New Girl."

    //Thank you mr. obvious.//
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    The three freinds met the new slayer again at lunch, although he wasn't supposed to 'know' she was a slayer yet. He wasn't about to tell her about himself either, for some reason most female slayers didn't pick him up on their SN radar. //Maybe it's the whole guy slayer thing.//

    "We'll make you feel right at home."

    "Unless you have a scary home." Jesse said it to Buffy but was talking to Xander. The dark eyed boy looked up and silently conveyed that they would talk later. It was all he could offer.

    They kept the new slayer, Buffy, they kept Buffy //what the hell kinda name is that?// amused until the bell rang. Xander was out of his seat and gonn in no time. Jesse ran after until they reached his block.

    "Jesse, why. . . you know don't you."

    The taller boy was upset, waving his arms around and talking quickly like he did when he was upset or scared. "Why didn't you tell us Xan, I mean we could have kept the secret, we could help you! I mean it isn't like you're alone but. . ."

    The male slayer stood at attention in an instant, "How much 'do' you know?"

    "I saw you fighting baddies. They were like real life vampires! And I saw you make one into a stake kabob and it just, poof! And I saw him."

    "Him?"

    "Blond, big cheek bones, 'fangs'"

    "Spike. His name is spike."

    "Xander, you know Willow and I love you man. You can't just keep us in the dark!"

    "Your right." He nodded, "But no one finds out ok? No one knows but you for now."

    "But Will. . ."

    "I'll tell her just. . . not yet ok?"

    "'k."

    "Come on, we'll talk at my place."
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    Jesse had been expecting one revelation of the ,'I'm a vampire hunter, see D for details.' What he wasn't ready for was the blond bombshell, the 'nekid' blond bomb shell, who launched himself, 'HIMSELF' at Xander when the door opened.

    "Spike!"

    "Why do you have to go to school? I was just eight hours without my nummy. Eight bloody hours! There's no excuse. I'm tying you to the bed, no more school, lots more shagging."

    "Uh. . . Spike. . ." The boy desperitly motioned to the doorway where Jesse stood gawking.

    "Can you close that Jess?"

    He closed his gapping mouth with an audiable click

    "That's cool too but I kinda meant the door?"

    "Oh!" He shut the door quickly and looked at Xander in shock. The blond was straddling his legs and Xander was laying on his belly, shirt ripped off of him and grinning like a cheshire cat. "Yep, this is the guy I saw."

    "You told them?" Spike asked it in a calm voice but Xander heard the shock beneith it.

    "He figured it out. We're busted."

    It took two hours to tell Jesse what was going on. Another hour to calm him down when he realized Xander was sleeping with a real live dead guy. And another to get him to go home with promises to meet at the Bronze latter.

    When the door finally closed Spike pounced and lay sprawled on top of Xander's chest as the slayer look up happily. "Hi."

    "'ello luv."

    "You gonna get me naked soon?"

    "Soon as you tell me why you smell like another slayer."

    The boy sat up so quickly Spike was dumped off of the bed! "SHIT! I forgot."

    "Oi! Don't you know how dangerous it is to hurt a vamps pride like that?"

    "Spike, how much do you now about the master?"

    "Pet you don't even joke about that one."

    "They've called a new slayer into town. I did some rounds with the student bodies demon populace and came up with one name. The Master."

    "Master's My great grandsire pet. Sire of my Sire's Sire, and he was one sick fuck."
 
    "So I take it he's a powerful sick fuck."
 
    "You don't have to fight, there's another slayer, pet lets get out of here. We can fight the baddies in any town."

    Xander hugged his loved tight and whispered, "You know what my answer to that is."

    "Worth a shot."

    "Guess so."

    "Love you."

    He kissed the worried lips and smiled, "Love you too. I'll be ok. This slayer's not really new to the game. She's been trained. And I'm not telling her who I am. I'll just be the zeppo ok?"

    "Donut boy hm pet?"
 
    "Just cover me in choclate and sprinkles and. . . that didn't come out right."

    Spike chuckled and pulled a bottle of hershey syrup from the table. "Sounded good to me."

    "Spike! Ah! Cold! ahahaha hey!" Xander's smile lit up the whole room and Spike could feel the sun again looking at it. His boy. Slayer or not he would stick with his boy. //Love my nummy I do.// He began to drop rainbow sprinkles on the chocolate covered slayer. "Oi! Gay pride!"

    Xander glared, "Don't make me hurt you dead head."

    "I'll have you know my head is very alive at the moment. He swung his hips and his 'head' leaked a bit more precome.

    "Mmm. Really alive. Nice. It'd be nicer inside me."

    "God! Nummy!"

    "Does your tongue burn when you say that?"

    "Lick it and find out."

    The master could wait. This master vamp was much more fun to play with.
 

~tbc~