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Yellow
Xander/??(a vamp)
Rating: PG-13, implied violence, implied slash, implied ... just about everything
Word Count- 91
Yellow. That was the color his bruises turned once they had a chance to heal. Yellow-green bruises on his hips, around his wrists, on his forearms. The imprints of someone’s hands holding him down, grabbing him, pulling him back. Xander knew how to deal with those types of bruises, knew how to hide them, how to distract people from the shape and color. It was however yellow eyes that eventually saw through his façade, yellow eyes which cornered him and asked uncomfortable questions, yellow eyes that swore vengeance on his perpetrator.
Blue
William/Angelus
Rating: PG-13, implied slash, implied mutilation
Wordcount: 159
William’s eyes were blue, so blue. Angelus was entranced by them, whether they watered with tears or sparkled with mischief. He loved the hurt look they got when Angelus insulted his poetry, his love for Drusilla, his humanness. The blue that increased whenever Angelus pushed into him, the vibrant blue that turned electric when he reached orgasm. Angelus tried to capture that color on paper, tried to paint it, to color it but couldn’t. If he wasn’t worried about blinding his beautiful boy he would have plucked those eyes out and kept them for himself. In fact that was an idea, as a vampire William would grow them back wouldn’t he? And Angelus would have his beautiful boys eyes all to himself and his wonderful childe dependant upon him while he recovered.
“Sire?” William asked, tilting his head to the side. His blue eyes glittered with curiosity.
“Nothing Will, absolutely nothing.” Angelus smiled toothily. Blue was his favorite color.
Gray
Pairing: Xander/Wes
Rating: PG-13, implied slash, (AU)
Word count: 145
Gray. That was the only way Xander would ever be able to describe Wesley. His gray suits and his occasionally gray eyes. The eyes that shifted between gray and blue and entranced Xander even as the man nattered on about some useless boring tidbit. It had been a year since Xander had joined Angel Investigations and just a week since Angel had fired them all. And now Xander sat in the small, teeny-tiny, office and listened to Wesley talk… or, watched Wesley’s eyes. Those beautiful….
“Xander are you listening?” Xander blinked, and found that those gray eyes were… Directly. In. Front. Of. Him.
“Um…” Xander stuttered and the gray eyes started to laugh, started to go back to blue. “Er…” Cordelia, who had been sitting watching from the other side of the desk threw her hands in the air.
“I give up! Just kiss already!”
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LOL! Love it. And the one about William's eyes was creepy.
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I love your idea of the AU. Xander just seems to fit so neatly in just about any scenario *smiles* It's wonderful.