Changing Hearts Series - Secret No More -- by Ruby


Rating: PG-13

Description: Xander and Anya learn of Willow and Spike's relationship, sequel to Guest.

Note: Spoilers -- Wild at Heart, The Initiative.

Disclaimer: Joss owns all.


Willow and Buffy gawked at Xander as he took the last piece of fudge from the tin that was sitting on the table in the Bronze and popped it into his mouth.

"That was incredible," he said as he licked the chocolately residue from his fingers.

"That was disgusting!" Buffy corrected.

"What?" he asked innocently.

"Xander, you just consumed a whole pound of fudge!" Willow informed him.

"I know," he nodded happily. "Great gift. Thanks, Will."

"Sure. Just don't blame me when you end up sick," she grinned.

"I have a stomach of iron," he boasted, proudly patting his stomach.

"And a head to match," Spike mumbled and grabbed

Willow's hand as the band started to play. She laughed as he hauled her up out of her chair and onto the dance floor. The trio at the table watched as the redhead smiled up at him, and the vampire placed a kiss on her forehead before wrapping her tightly in his arms.

"It really pains me to say this," Xander spoke as he stared at the couple. "But I haven't seen Will this happy since--"

"I know," Buffy nodded. "Spike said he could do it."

"He did?" the young man turned his stunned eyes on her. "When?"

"Never mind when. He just did," she answered.

"Well, he was obviously right," Anya commented.

"'I told you so,' from a vampire. That has to be the worst insult ever," Xander complained.

"Have they gotten coital?" Anya asked curiously.

"No!" Buffy shouted. "Of course not!"

"You sure?" the former demon asked, looking across the dance floor. "They don't look like lovers to you?"

The slayer's eyes followed hers. Willow's head was nestled against Spike's chest, her eyes closed as their bodies swayed slowly.

"Well, they did spend the whole day alone together," Buffy murmured thoughtfully.

Xander's head snapped to her, "What?? Oh, no! There is absolutely no way! I've already done the whole watching your friend in the arms of a demon thing, and I--think--I'm--just going to shut the hell up, now."

"Smart man," Buffy laughed at the daggers that Anya's eyes were shooting at Xander as she curled her fingers around his arm.

The End

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