Title: Payback
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: S/X
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: Sequel to Sparkle: Xander makes up for his 'experiment'
Warnings/Spoilers: Post NFA

Beta'd by: Whichclothes

"Would you hold still?" Xander asked with slight agitation. "You're the one who asked me to do this, remember?" Spike brought his hand up into front of his face, inspecting it. "Pet, the polish is supposed to be on the nail." Xander growled in frustration. "It would be on the nail if a certain ADHD vampire would stop bouncing his leg all over the damn place." "Well, I'm bloody bored!" Spike complained as he set his hand back down on his thigh for Xander to continue painting. "Spike, I've only been doing this for five minutes. If you didn't want me to do this why did you ask?" Xander questioned as he held Spike's hand down on the black clad thigh and carried on swiping the black nail polish on the small pinky nail. Spike bit his lip concentrating on not bouncing his leg. "I didn't want to do it myself." "Lazy ass," Xander muttered loud enough for Spike to hear. "All right, this hand is done." Again Spike brought his hand up, inspecting the rest of Xander's job. "Not too shabby, might need a touch up." Xander moaned, "Why are you punishing me?" "Sparkles ringing a bell at all there luv?" Spike reminded Xander. "Oh… yeah." Xander ducked his head as he began working on Spike's left hand. "So this makes us even then?" Spike snorted and then chuckled, "Nice try there Xan. I'm gonna be in need of a touch up on my hair. "I have to bleach your hair?" Xander whined. "You know bleach isn't really in anymore. How about you try your natural color?" "I will now and forever bleach my hair. It is my signature, makes me stand out it does." Spike announced bringing his drying hand to his head. "What, you don't like my look?" Xander knew he was standing on dangerous ground. "No! Of course I like, it was one of the first things I noticed about you." "Then why do you want me to change it?" Spike raised a dark eyebrow. "I don't want to bleach your hair. Isn't there something else I can do? Anything?" Xander pleaded. The main reason he didn't want to bleach Spike's hair was because he was afraid he'd end up making a mistake and end up turning his hair orange. Spike observed Xander as he ran the tiny brush over Spike's thumb nail with such care. Drusilla never painted his nails for him. "Are you only doing this because you feel bad?" The question startled Xander. "Not the only reason." "What's the other reason?" Spike questioned with curiosity. "Well… I get to hold your hand." Xander replied as he run his finger tips over Spike's knuckle. "And even though I'm not a big fan of this, I'm doing it because you asked me too. I'd do anything you asked me too." Xander stated with a small shy smile. If anyone would have said that Spike choked up a little bit he'd deny it. "Really?" Xander couldn't help but grin. He'd never call out Spike's insecurities but he did enjoy bringing out that small shyness he kept hidden away. Placing the small bottle down on the coffee table, he knelt between Spike's legs. He leaned up and placed a soft lingering kiss on Spike's lips. "I am in love with you, Spike. And if you really want me to attempt to bleach your hair I'll do it. Hell I'll paint your nails for the rest of my life if you want me to." Spike tugged Xander onto his lap not caring if he wrecked the work that Xander put into his nails. "Love you too, Xan." He stroked Xander's cheek. "And that makes up for the sparkles or any other bloody ridiculous things you do in the future." "Great!" Xander said with a slight bounce. "Now let's finish up your nails so we can have some naked fun." The End