Disclaimer: I don't own Oz or Xander or anyother BtVS characters. No money has or will been made from this.
A/N: Rivulet027’s drabble challenge to me on LJ.
The tingle coursed through his body, hairs standing on end, he stared up at the full moon, breath hanging in the crisp English air. The wolf crawled just underneath his skin barely held back. Oz fingered the medallion at his neck with a small smile. He heard the beat start up from inside and he turned, one hand stuffed in his pocket, guitar in the other. A hand caught his arm as he headed for the stage and he span, a kiss landed on his lips. He smiled at his lover. Fame had yet to find him… but Xander had.