Slaying and Being Slayed

By James Bernard

Published on Nov 20, 2010

Gay

Same rules apply for every story I have ever written, not many...But enough to know that I like to keep things friendly and not cause trouble.

Slaying And Being Slayed:Chapter 2

I walked the castle a bit, thinking 'This isn't real...just a day ago, I was being beaten and almost killed. Now I am at a castle in Scotland, with my long lost parents;and they aren't normal, either.' "Hey lil bit, I know that going through all of that must've been alot. So I wanted to give you something...." Spike said, walking out from the dark scaring the hell out of me. He handed me a laptop and a iPod...."Spike, this is too much." I said trying to give them back, "It's ok. They aren't mine, I stole them;the store had alot and so I thought you'd like it......." He said a bit sadly hoping for gratitude. "Thank you, really Spike." I said, hugging him, he tensed at first. Then wrapped his arms around me, Cough "Shouldn't you be somewhere, Spike." Xander's voice could be heard as he approached. "Sod off, pirate boy." Spike said in his bad boy tone, walking away, "Hi, Xander" I said, blushing slightly. "Hey, Alex." He said smiling, I got so nervous I had to get out of his sight. "Umm....I gotta go." I said, running off to my room, leaving a smiling Xander.

I got to my room, and did all I had to set up the computer and iPod, I was very happy when I got all they songs I have ever heard and loved on it. I walked out of my room, jamming to the tunes, and to those most contagious I sang along. (Playing, "Lil' King Kong" by Simple Kid.)I ran outside to go for a run, I needed to clear my head and ran into a lady wearing all black leather...what's with all of the leather outfits. She was training some young slayers....by the look of her she was totally hardcore. "Hey Angel jr, what's shakin?" She said smiling at me, "Umm....I'm fine? I'm Alex and you're?" I asked, "Faith, baby. I'm surprised you don't know that...oh well." She says smirking, "Care for a spar?" She asked, I just got up and walked infront of her. She swang her fist, I grabbed it and kicked her in the stomach, sending her flying. She came at me again, faking a left hand, but went for a roundhouse to the face. I flew far back, hitting a tree. Slayers caught on what was happening and started cheering 'Faith! Faith! Faith!' She smiled, apparently having a fan club. I ran at her,she swang, I jumped on her fist and quickly flipped in the air. Landing under her, getting her back with a uppercut. She was sent 10ft. in the air, as I jumped after her, she kicked me, and used me as a crash pad. It hurt like hell, as I groaned. "Comeon, you have skill. But your never going to win like this...." She said taunting me. I got up again, this time moving faster than she could pick up. Thanks to Vampire and Slayer blood, I was at her

in a second. Punching her in the face, flipping after impact into air. Kicking her in th chest, she fell back with the air knocked out of her lungs. She was at me again, I did a backhand and she was picked off like a bug from a windshield wiper. She tried to get back up, but I landed on her back with a drop kick. She fell down and didn't get up. "ALEX!!!" Buffy yelled, "What's going on?" My mom asked me, a bit scared if I got hurt, but proud I won the fight. "He's a keeper, B." Faith said smiling and standing behind me, as if nothing happened between us. Only our dirty clothes remained. "Ummmm...." I started but she cut me off. "It'll talk more than that to take me out." Faith said smiling, walking away back to teach the girls who looked at me with new found respect, even Faith herself did.

After the fight I went to take a shower, and I was thinking about Xander. I couldn't help, but....I don't know, what it was. But I felt something for him and they were strong, as the slight thought of him made me hard. I lathered myself up and used the soap as a lubricant, and pumped myself. I used my new speed and counted my strokes with my heart beats per minute and had an amazing feeling. I didn't last long as I shot my load on the wall, spraying it all over. I was tired, but was going crazy. My body felt like it was vibrating and I was so hot. I needed Xander...as my body picked up the vibration my body screamed to be touched, inappropriately.

Gasping someone knocked on my door, "Hey Alex, you ok?" It was Xander, God he has amazing timing. "Uh!Gasping I...Oh God!" My body kicked it up another notch. He walked in, "Alex.." he tried to finish his sentence, but I leaped on him and covered his mouth with mine. He at first didn't respond, but then he accepted. He stuck his tongue in my mouth and we battled for dominance. He overpowered me, as my body kicked it into overdrive... "Oh God, what am I doing? I can't do this! Your like 17 or 18? I can't do this, besides I'm straight. I'm sorry, but I can't be this for you...I won't tell anyone, but I can't...." He said moving away, and he left the room. The vibrations completely stopped as I broke out in tears, I sobbed violently...I wanted Xander so bad, but He didn't want me. I was crying even harder, as I heard a knock..."Hello, Alex? Is everything alright in there?" It was Spike, he walked in and closed the door. Seeing me cry, he layed on the bed with me, and

pulled my into his chest as I soaked his silky black shirt. He began to humm a song, It sounded like..."Clair De Lune" One of my favorite classics, I fell asleep from the insane crying, Spike played with my hair...."I wish I had a chance with you....I'd make your pain go away." He said silently, Angel walked in with an angry expression. "Get away from my son..." He argued, but Spike said something to shut him up. "He was crying, I heard him and felt like I should do something. I'm doing something you can never do, I'm getting closer to him. Unlike you, who will always fight and work, but never try to get close to anyone. That's not a father, that's a workaholic. No wonder Buffy left you." Spike said, and Angel's face changed to that of sadness and pain,he walked out.

Next: Chapter 3


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