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Later that night, Buffy got drunk with Spike at his crypt. Completely hammered, Buffy went with Spike to a bar where he played poker (using kittens as currency) and searched for information. A 'Multiple Crossings General' fan-fiction story. Mostly 100 word Buffy and Angel crossover drabbles with The Shield, Deadwood, Hellboy, Rounders, The Drew Carey Show, The Sopranos, and Star Trek. Detailing my peculiar obsession with kitten poker. 'The Kitten Poker Drabbles', chapter 7 by trinfaneb.
Xander paced his apartment nervously. He knew he wanted to talk with Spike. He had a whole plan. First, Xander would tell Spike they needed to talk. Second, Xander would do the talking thing. Third, they would do the kissing thing. Fourth, they would live happily ever after. Well, as much as one could in the middle of a Hellmouth and dating a Vampire.
But, he couldn't find him! Spike wasn't at his crypt. He wasn't at Buffy's. And, he wasn't at Kitten Poker. He knew because Buffy had checked for him. Where was the bleached blonde menace?
Plus, William was missing again! How could he start a new relationship with Spike if he kept losing his kitten?
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Xander sighed, dropping onto the couch gracelessly. He just wanted his Spike and William. Wiping at his face, he let his mind wander. Of course, his mind wandered to some dangerous places if he didn't focus. Not dangerous like wandering the graveyards at night all alone. Dangerous such as what he wanted to do with Spike if he ever got the damn Vampire back to town.
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Too focused on his woe, Xander jerked up when he heard someone knock on his door. Hoping some girl scouts were on the other side, he opened the door. A brown ball of fur was pressed to his face causing him to stumble backward allowing Spike to enter and shut the door behind him. 'Will,' he cried excitedly, yanking the kitten into his arms. 'Thank you,' he said, eyes widening when he caught Spike's amused ones.
'You need to keep better track of your kitten, whelp,' Spike muttered.
Xander's face turned red. 'You try taming a kitten. It's hard work. Harder than training a Vampire to say goodbye,' he muttered, giving Spike a glare.
Spike winced, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. 'Yeah, about that.'
'Yeah?' Xander asked hopefully. Wait, didn't he have a plan for this? What was he supposed to be doing right now? Why didn't Willow come up with a plan in case Spike showed up first? This was going to end bad. He just knew it.
'I just wanted to tell you that I'm in love with ya,' Spike muttered.
Xander blinked. Wait, what?
At Xander's look, Spike rolled his eyes. 'You don't know how to make it bloody easy, mate. I'm in love with you. I want to kiss you. I want to hold your hand. I want to watch that bleeding boring Syfy with you. I want to be yours. Forever,' Spike said, glaring at Xander with his arms crossed over his chest defensively.
Xander smiled. He set William down to go play as Spike shuffled his feet. Taking a deep breath, he leaned forward, deciding to go with step three. Kissing. He sealed his mouth over Spike's, enjoying the coldness that met his warmth.
Spike melted into Xander's arms, wrapping his around the human's waist. Bloody hell. Anya was right. The boy could kiss.
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Xander rolled over to curl against Spike's chest. 'So, about you loving me,' he said, smirking mischievously.
Spike looked down at him suspiciously. 'Yeah,' he said slowly.
'I love you, too, Spike.'
Spike's face lit up in awe. He rolled on top of Xander to blanket him in with his body. 'Bloody hell right ya do,' he laughed as he peppered kisses over his human's face.
William smirked from the living room. Finally. He thought Xander would never admit it. He rolled onto his belly to let his mistress rub it.
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Cecily smiled down at William fondly as she scratched his neck. At least now the sweet poet would be happy. Her debt was paid.