Title: No idea...help me find one? Please? Author: Nash Rating: NC-17 (overall) Pairing: X/S Summary: Human AU where the girls are in UC Sunnydale and Xander's working construction and Spike is a student at UCS too. Boy meets boy, boy runs after boy and if you wanna know what happens next you gotta read the story ::grin:: Disclaimer: I own nothing. Joss owns all. I'm teaching him to share! Feedback: If you would be so kind I'd love to know I'm doing something right. Archive: He who wants it gets it. Soon as he asks for it. Author's Note: Written for the lovely kitty_poker1 who asked for Xander being the one doing the chasing aaaaaages ago. Rest of it lives here: http://www.livejournal.com/users/nashmaveric/124180.html Spike entered The Bronze, strutting for all he was worth. Despite the confidence coming with being 'Spike' he still felt a little uncertain in new places. He spotted Xander immediately and stopped, staring at the vision before him. Xander was dressed in skin-tight trousers and a reddish shirt, laughing at something Willow had said, head thrown back and showing that lovely long neck. He looked absolutely breathtaking. "Spike, you came!" Xander exclaimed as he approached the table. "Thought I'd give you a shot to convince me." Spike smirked. He sat next to Xander on the couch; content to just let them talk over him for a while. He noticed Xander glancing at him every now and then made sure to catch his eye a couple of times. Spike wanted to spend some time alone with the brunet, get to know him a little. "So, pet, you up to playing some pool?" "Sure, though I have to warn you, my enthusiasm for it far outweighs any ability I have to play. In short, I suck."  Spike raised his eyebrow. "Could teach you some moves if you buy me a beer." "You're on." Xander laughed and moved towards the bar. By the time Spike got a table, Xander was back carrying a tray with two pints of beer and some chicken wings. "Ready to teach me oh grand master?" He asked, setting the tray on a nearby table. Spike rolled his eyes and finished setting up the balls. "Go on then, pet. Let's see how bad you are." "I think you'll find I suck beyond the telling of it." Xander lined up his cue and took careful aim. He didn't completely miss the balls but it was close. Standing up straight he gave Spike a 'what did I tell you?' look, enjoying the amusement his bad playing caused. Throughout the rest of the night he joked and chatted with Spike, making sure to have as much physical contact as he could. He may not be the best at flirting but Buffy had taught him the basics, he knew enough to touch Spike and look at him and laugh at his jokes. Buffy would be been proud, he thought and giggled. In fact, judging by the look on her face when he caught her eye towards the end of the evening, Buffy was proud! Spike had never had so much fun on a date before. Xander had been entertaining and easy to talk to. He was kind of sorry to see the evening end, but he had early morning classes the next day and he had to sleep at least a little. Xander walked with him to his car, keeping quiet until they were standing next to the DeSoto. "So…have I convinced you?" "I dunno, pet. Why do you wanna go out with me anyway?" Spike asked, giving the question a challenging tone, making it sound like one last test before he was convinced. "Because you're the most beautiful man I have ever seen and I love spending time with you and I'm sure that when I kiss you I'll feel like fireworks are shooting throughout the sky." Spike raised his eyebrow and just looked at Xander. "Yeah, okay so Buffy made me rehearse that part.  It's true though. You are gorgeous and fun to hang around with. And I really, really wanna kiss you." Xander leaned forward and Spike allowed himself to be kissed. Five minutes later, fireworks may not have been shooting in the sky but something else was going to shoot if Spike didn't pull back. "Wow." "So you're convinced?" "Oh yeah." Spike replied breathlessly, taking a moment to calm down. "Want a ride to the dorms, Xan?" He asked, unlocking the car. "Erm…no. It's okay." "Why would Xander want a ride to the dorms? Not like he's a student or anything." Spike turned to look at a very drunk Riley, weaving his way too them. Buffy was trying to get him to shut up but Riley was flicking her hands away and ignoring her pleading looks. "He's not?" "Nooooo, Xander's a construction worker. He consck…consmtr…makes stuff." Riley concluded. "Sorry Xan." Buffy said softly, finally able to clamp a hand over Riley's mouth. Xander was a construction worker. Not a student. Spike frowned in thought, he'd been wanting things to be different here, hoping to become even a little bit popular on campus...dating a townie though…that wouldn't be so good, would it? "I'll…I'll just go now." Xander said, snapping Spike's attention back to him. The exuberance that had animated his face was gone and the glint in his eyes now looked more like a sheen of tears. Spike told himself to let him leave. He was just settling in here and he needed to hang out with people that would help him fit in. He needed to fit in, just this once. He stayed silent, ignoring Buffy's angry 'humph' and watched the small hope die in Xander's face. He did nothing as the brunet turned to leave. "Seeing as you have a job and everything, dinner will be your treat, right? Starving student here and all." He suddenly blurted out. The surprise and pleasure that greeted his words when Xander turned back to him confirmed that his decision was the right one. He liked Xander, they had fun together and that kiss had been bloody hot. He wasn't going to give it up just because Xander wasn't at uni. He smiled and waved a bit before getting into his car and driving off. He glanced at the rear-view mirror and saw Xander still standing there, smiling at the car. Xander watched until Spike turned into a side street. "He likes me!" "Told you he would. Now can I have a little help here please?" Buffy huffed, struggling to hold Riley up. Xander turned to face them, swallowing back a giggle at the sight of tinsy winsy Buffy holding up the gentle dumb giant. "And why would I help the cornbread idiot who told Spike I conms..constr…make stuff?" He mocked, trying to keep a scowl on his face. "Because I can tell you called me tinsy winsy in your head and I'm willing to forgo kicking your ass over that if you help me get him to the car." Buffy replied, folding a bit under Riley's increasingly uncontrolled weight. Xander laughed and hastened to help. If he let Riley knock his head on the wall a couple of times on the way to the car, and if he used a bit too much force in pushing him into the back seat…well, who could blame him really?