FIC: Down There In The Reeperbahn

Title: Down There In The Reeperbahn
Length: Around 2,000 words again. Yay!
Rating: Hard R or NC-17.
Warnings: Um, everything? Slash, rape, and pedophilia but very non-graphic. Implications of incest, but strangely metaphoric. Um, cross-dressing? The kitchen sink.
Disclaimer: Uses dialogue from AtS S1.15, 3.8, 3.9, 4.1, and 4.22. Title is from a song by Tom Waits, also several ideas. Nursery rhymes gone wild.
Summary: Angelus, Darla, and a strangely androgynous man-child. Also, Drusilla.
A/N: 1. The Reeperbahn is a street near the Port of Hamburg historically infamous for prostitution.
2. This might not even be a fic. It's rhymey and strange, and, and, and, weird. It's not how I normally write at all. Frankly, I usually don't like this kind of writing, so this is out there for me. Probably you too. Who knows?
3. Much thanks to a2zmom for making me feel not as scared about posting it. Though am still nervousy. 'Cause as I mentioned? Strange.

( Down There In The Reeperbahn )