Feedback: Yes please but be very gentle. First fanfic and first slash.
Archive: If you want, but please let me know
Pairing: S/X
Rating: PG - NC 17 (maybe, I've never rated anything before)
Disclaimer: Most characters misrepresented in this tale belong to Joss Whedon,
Mutant Enemy and Neil Gaiman. I'm only taking them out to play, changing their
clothes and then putting them back. There may be some original characters floating
about. They are mine but usually don't admit to it.
Spoilers: Up to Buffy Season 6 sorta but definitely AU
Summary: Spike and Xander get to take a trip and go a bit further than intended.
Crossover eventually with Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere.
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Xander had grown steadily quieter as they made their way through the
private terminal to the departure lounge. To a Hellmouth-trained eye the
place was designed for vampires. Everything from the underground shuttle
drop off to the departure lounge and boarding tunnel was designed to shield
the passengers from the sun.
"Do only vampires travel on this airline?"
"Nah, pretty much any demon that wouldn't survive or look right on a normal
flight uses 'em," Spike said casually.
"Umm, there's not going to be any trouble over me, is
there?" Xander worked
hard to keep the nervousness out of his voice.
"Nope, told 'em I'm bringin' my human. You just act as normal, it'll be
fine. Except the part where it's normal for you t' stake vamps. Might not go
down well with th' flight crew." Spike was actually pretty pleased with
Xander. His boy was holding up fine. Nervous, only to be expected really,
but there was no scent of fear. It pleased him that the whelp was adaptable.
Check-in was easily accomplished and there was only a short wait in the
lounge before the flight was announced. A couple of the other passengers
had looked askance at a human in their midst but none seemed prepared to
take issue with a protective Master Vampire standing close. Very close. And
the said Master Vampire had suddenly developed a habit of petting and
stroking Xander on the arm or cheek or shoulder or back. It was a nice
habit Xander decided, one he could live with in fact.
"Welcome aboard VIT Airways. My name is Mandy," smiled the pretty
dark-haired vampire stewardess as she led them to their first class seats.
"I hope you have a comfortable flight. Once we are airborne I'll come
and get your drinks and meal orders." Spike nodded and made sure that he
got the
aisle seat, seating himself between Xander and the rest of the passengers.
Mandy then sashayed away to help the next pair of passengers, an older
vampire and her Childe.
"VIT Airways?" Xander looked at Spike for an explanation.
"Vampires In Transit Airways. Someone had a sense o' humor."
The seats were comfy, with lots of room for Xander's long legs, even with
his backpack of snacks stuffed under the seat in front. The corporate
magazine was an eye-opener; who knew that wights made such good stockbrokers?
Once in flight Mandy returned to take their orders. "I'll have J.D and
he'll have ginger
ale."
"And would you like A+ or O- for your meal, or will you be dining fresh?"
She shot a meaningful look at Xander. Who squeaked, slightly.
Spike ignored the look. "A+ will be fine."
"The main meals on this trip are beef steak and vegetables or stirfried
chicken. Will you be partaking?"
"Yeah, I could go for the beef steak. What about you, Xan?"
"Umm, the chicken, I think. Can I get some chips or peanuts or chocolate
in
the meantime?" Xander flashed a wide smile at the stewardess, who looked
at
Spike with confusion on her face.
"It's all right, love, get 'im what he wants. You can even
speak to him directly."
The stewardess' confused look deepened but she nodded tentatively.
Spike choked back a chuckle. This had the potential to be fun. He'd never
had a human as companion before and he found himself looking forward to
how others would react to a human who considered himself Spike's friend and
equal.
Consider the stewardess. She was currently trying to help Xander select a
DVD to watch, looking at him and talking to him while trying to convey the
impression that she wasn't, just in case Spike took offense. Xander
babbletalked to her about great movies and books, apparently unaware of any
breaches of vampire etiquette he was making, treating the vampire
stewardess as he would a human one.
Xander finally allowed Mandy to escape and settled back in his seat with a
sigh. "Well, that was fun. So, do we keep on playing 'confuse the other
vamps'?"
Not as gormless as you appear to be, pet, thought Spike. Aloud he replied,
"So you did read some of those books of Giles' then?"
Xander flashed a wicked grin "Yep"
"Gonna tell me which ones?"
"Nope."
"Times might be when you'll have play by the rules." Spike's tone was serious.
"Yeah, I know. I'll do it and deal as necessary. Let me know when it's
necessary." Xander looked across the aisle at the older vampire and her
Childe. "Vampire hearing is very sharp, or so I'm told." The Childe's
eyes
widened and he looked at the floor. "Aren't there rules for listening in
on
a conversation?"
Spike shot the youngster a considering look. Very young and definitely not
in full control yet. He radiated embarrassment at having been caught by a
human. "Ahh, he's young yet. I'll cut him some slack. Just so long as he's
not listening later, when I take you to the bathroom, undo your pants and
run my tongue ..."
Xander clamped his hand over Spike's wickedly grinning mouth and glared at
the laughing blue eyes as a red flush stained his skin. "Not necessary
or
nice." He growled as he removed his hand.
"Oh pet, you're such a delight to tease and you've nearly got the growl
down perfect."
Xander stuck his tongue out at Spike, who returned the gesture and they
both settled back for the long flight.