For the Love of Dragons

Author: Simone of the Zordiak <burning_night[at]hotmail.com>

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, it all belongs to other people, but I can still dream, can I?

A 14th drabble in my Helloween Drabble series. Different answers to the challenge: 'what if Xander dressed as something different for Halloween'.

Authors Note: Just because I like Xellos catchphrase a lot (I use it to torment my younger siblings) that doesn't mean I do a Slayers Xover next. Often I use the phrase because it IS a secret until I deem to uncover it.

And to my dear Flamer: If you think Xander as Xellos is lame, nobody forces you to read the fic. Flames like that are brainless, useless and stupid. They don't help the author to get better at writing and only show disregard for the fic itself.

Constructive critic on the other side is always willcomed, will be considered objectively and used to make my stories better.


Xander looked around in the shop with a hidden joy he hadn't felt in a long time. This shop had a lot of rather unusual costumes and so he could make one of his fantasies into reality, finally. For a long time he had wished to do this, ever since he first had become fascinated with those beings and here, in this shop he had found everything to fullfill his plan.

It would cost more than the simple soldier costume he had thrown together, but sometimes you had to splurge the money and indulge yourself. And in this case, it was really worth it.

He looked at the items he had collected so far. An oldfashioned royalblue men's kimono with dragon motive, light blue and silver body paint, pointy ears and fake fangs and, last but not least, long stylised claws. All he needed now was the wig and the contact lenses and he was set.

*****

Xander looked into the mirror and smiled. It had taken him a long time to finish his look for the evening, but it was really spectacular. He was dressed in the kimono and every bit of visible skin had been painted a very light blue with a silver scale pattern. The longhaired wig had been done in a complicated eastern style and the fake pointy eartips added their own bit of exocitness to it. Blue contacts with slitted pupils had radically changed his eyes and a bit of eyeliner gave them the illusion of a more oriental ancestery. The finishing touches were the fangs, that gave his smile a certain touch of danger and the claws he had glued to his fingernails. It was perfect. He slipped his tabi clad feet into the zori sandals and was finished for the evening. One last twirl in front of the mirror to check if everything was alright and then he was of to Buffy's house.

He couldn't wait for Willows and Buffys reaction.

*****

Giles raced after Willow, slowed down by the fact that he had to open the doors she ghosted through. Finally he was outside.

"Willow! Where is Xander? Why couldn't you just tell me what he has become?"

She just pointed upwards.

He looked up and gasped.

Undulating between the few clouds, at least 70 feel long, with scales in several varieties of blue, long streaming and delicate looking whiskers and five deadly claws at each of his four legs, there was the being Xander had become.

"You see, Giles," Willow said with a small voice, "Xander absolutely loves Eastern dragons."

END

tabi socks: japanese socks that have a split in the sock for the             large toe so that they may comfortably be worn with             sandals.

zori sandals: japanese sandals that have a flat bottom.