Best Enemies: In The Arms Of The Angel
by DiabloVixen
Xander adjusted his tie in the mirror. He stared at it another minute. Anya watched this unusual ritual with awe. Xander lifted his hand and adjusted the tie again. Anya had paid too much attention to the tie to notice a tear trickling down Xander’s face.

“Honey.” Anya called as she stood up.

Xander kept his focus on the mirror-image of the tie. “What if she wouldn’t have liked this one?” He asked.

“I’m sure she’ll love it.” Anya said as she caressed his shoulder. Xander turned, buried his head in Anya’s shoulder and wept.

“Why her?” He screamed over and over again.

“Because she deserved it.” Anya whispered sweetly in his ear.

Xander’s head instantly shot up and he gave Anya a wet glare. Anya, in return, gave a confused look, she searched her brain for where that statement could have gone wrong.

“Ohh…No…No…O… I meant that she deserves to be…” Anya pointed up.

Xander understood and forgave her for the misunderstanding. He glanced over at the clock.

“We gotta get going.” He said as he gave Anya a hug.


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