TITLE: Sweets to the Sweet
AUTHOR: Kate Bolin
EMAIL: kbolin@mailhost.tcs.tulane.edu
WEBSITE: http://members.tripod.com/~dymphna/fanfic
SUMMARY: Giles, Xander, and cravings. Strange cravings.
RATING: G! Yeah, G!
DISCLAIMER: The characters and universe are the property of Joss Whedon,
Warner Brothers Network, 20th Century Fox, Mutant Enemy, Sandollar, and
Kuzui Productions. This piece of fan-fiction means no infringement
whatsoever.

Sweets To the Sweet

Xander bounced into the library, whistling to himself.
Giles looked up from the heavy book on the table, frowning.
"Hello...Xander..." he said, his voice foreboding.
"Giles!" Xander replied exuberantly. "How're the books today? Are
they...bookish?"
Giles frowned even deeper. "Yes..." He looked back down at the
book, trying to form a thought, then looked at the boy critically. Xander
stood there, a giant grin on his face, quivering slightly. Giles looked
back down at the book for a few more seconds, then finally spoke.
"Uh....Xander....is there something wrong?"
Xander grinned even wider and reached behind his back. "Candy!" he
said, his voice eager and just a little high pitched.
Giles peered at the bag of candy, his eyes narrowing as he leaned
in. He quirked an eyebrow. "Valentine's candy?" he asked, his voice dry.
Xander nodded energetically. "Yeah! Candy!" He poured the bag of
red heart lollipops over the desk. "Gooooood candy!"
Giles pulled back slightly, looking over the
now-completely-dishevled table. "Um....Xander," he said, his voice a tad
annoyed. "You are aware that Valentine's day has long passed?"
Xander grinned widely. "See...that's the beauty of it! It's on
SALE!" Xander held up a handful of lollipops and thrust them into Giles'
face. "They're really good and they're really sugary and delicious and
they're cheaper than they're supposed to be!" Xander pulled his hands back
to his body, looking lovingly at the lollipops nestled between his fingers.
"It's candy! Practically free candy!"
Giles frowned again. "Yes, I see that," he said, his voice quiet.
Xander looked at Giles, his big brown puppydog eyes beseeching.
Giles looked calmly back, completely unruffled.
Xander slumped into a chair, his face forlorn. "You are *such* a
spoilsport."
Giles smiled slightly. "I simply didn't want you to be a slave to
your.....sugar cravings." His hand moved slightly towards a lollipop.
Xander caught sight of his hand, and grinned. "And what about
your.....cravings?"
Giles' hand paused, a scant millimeter from the lollipop. "I don't
know what you're talking about," he said.
"I saw that hand!" Xander said, sitting up.
"What hand?"
"Admit it! You want it just as much as I do!" Xander's eyes
gleamed with the knowledge.
Giles sat there, cool and collected.
Xander crawled onto the table, his face a scant inch from Giles.
"Admit it. That craving is just gnawing at you...just tearing inside
you...wanting that one thing that nothing else can give you...." He held
up one of the lollipops. "Sugar."
Giles closed his eyes and grabbed the lollipop from Xander. He
continued to keep his eyes closed as he unwrapped it and slid the red sweet
and sour heart-shaped lollipop into his mouth.
Xander moved back into his chair, grinning madly, not saying a word.
After a second, Giles' eyes opened, his eyes matching Xander's.
"50-50?" he said, sliding the lollipop out of his mouth.
"70-30," Xander replied. "I bought them."
"60-40 and I buy the next bag."
Xander nodded, his grin wide. "Done."
The two men looked down at the lollipops, their eyes shining, their
lips licking their dry mouths hungrily. Then, suddenly, their eyes caught
sight of the other, each man seeing his own lust etched on the other's.
They promptly straightened up, looking aside.
"Shall we?" Giles said, pointing towards the office.
"Of course," Xander replied, scooping the lollipops up in his arms
and carrying them tenderly.