Ok! This is officially my first xxxHolic fic - please take it easy on me :) but don't lie. If something sucks, tell me. Just, er...do it...nicely? I'm trying to make them as non-ooc as possible, but I just got into the show a couple of weeks ago. I'm still watching the anime and I'm going to start buying the manga next paycheck!
Disclaimer: None of the characters in this story belong to me - they're CLAMP's territory, which I only get to borrow and play with for a little :D
----------------------CHAPTER ONE--------------------------
Watanuki gently inserted the last piece of homemade sushi into the bento, glaring at the food with an unexplainable hatred. That damn Doumeki...ordering me around like that... What does he think I am? His maid! His thoughts never stopped assaulting the non-present Doumeki as he packed the lunchboxes and stomped over to his room in order to retrieve his school briefcase. And thanks to his ridiculous food orders, I'm going to be late for class!
With that thought in his mind, he scanned his 1DK apartment one last time in search of something that he may have forgotten. When he had thoroughly assured himself that his bad mood, which was all Doumeki's fault, hadn't led for him to forget anything, he locked the door to his home and began to make his way to school.
The beginning of his walk there was quiet and for the first time all morning long he allowed himself to relax, trusting his feet as to which way he was headed. He'd been really stressed out the past few days, and as much as he hated to admit it, it wasn't all Doumeki's fault. Yuuko-san was on a roll, sending him off on one insane mission after the other, most of which that arrogant archer rival of his tagged along for. The spirits seemed to have remembered about him during that time. Right when Watanuki thought that he'd finally be given a break, the number of demons hunting him and trying to eat him had dangerously multiplied - in an alarmingly fast rate as well.
Speaking of demons...why...THIS EARLY IN THE MORNING...
"Stop following meee," he growled, slowly beginning to pick up his pace, though refusing to glance over his shoulder. He didn't need to look to know what was there. He didn't need to look to know what it wanted. "Stupid... Stupid... Morning..." His feet hit the ground faster and faster and a breeze began to whip his bangs against his forehead. Would he ever be given a break? "Let...me...goooOOOOO!"
Before he even knew what he was doing he had broken into a sprint, forcing himself to speed up even when his legs began to throb with pain. He could see the school gates - they weren't too far...
"Do I really look that TASTY!" he screamed at nobody in particular, since he knew that even if he asked the spirits, they wouldn't give him an answer. "Almost there! Almost, almost, almost, almost-" He sensed the spirits on his heel and practically felt their breath on the back of his neck. It gave him goosebumps that they had managed to get this close in such a short matter of time and as a chill of fear shot through his body, he ran even faster. "ALMOST THERE ALMOST THERE ALMOST THERE-"
"Oi," Doumeki greeted emotionlessly from the school gates as Watanuki zoomed by, seeming to be screaming at nothing in particular.
"DONT YOU 'OI' ME!" he roared as he continued to run. He didn't even care where the spirits were - he wasn't going to stop running until his feet fell off of his body!
Doumeki stared at the corner that Watanuki had disappeared around for a few minutes in silence. "Hn."
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Watanuki could only groan in agony as he collapsed against the water fountain. His fingers fumbled with the switch, but his furious shaking wouldn't allow him a drink. After only a few seconds of painful struggle, his legs gave way as well and he slid down the metal source of refreshment and onto the cold, hard ground.
"Did they really...have to follow me...all around...the school...?" he panted, trying to remember the last time something like that had happened. Were the spirits being a lot more persistent, or was it just his imagination? And that Doumeki, that STUPID, STUPID Doumeki! Why was he waiting at the gate like that? Was he expecting something of the sort to happen? As if I'd go running to his side for protection, he spat inwardly, glaring at the cement floor underneath his face as he continued his struggle to breathe.
He let himself lie there for a few minutes, calming his heart down while enjoying the cold feel of the ground against his hot, sweaty skin. What a pity...he'd just washed his uniform the day before too. Now it was all dirty again... He'd have to stop by his house to change before going to Yuuko's for work that afternoon.
"Oi."
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" he roared, abruptly pushing himself off the ground to glare at Doumeki. "Why don't you just go back to that stupid gate of yours and stare at the clouds a little longer!"
"You're too noisy," the archer informed him as he unplugged his ears and continued to stare at him stoically.
"And why should I care what you think of me!" he continued to holler, waving his arms around him furiously. Doumeki just plugged his ears once more and waited for the fit of fury to come to an end. After a few deep, soothing breaths, Watanuki asked as calmly as he could, "Why are you following me anyway?"
"Nothing."
"No-Noth..?" His brows creased into a frown once more and he stood straight, stomping one foot on the ground. "Well then why don't you just GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE? Is it not enough that I have to put up with you every time Yuuko-san sends us on a mission? Do I have to tolerate you all day at school too!"
Only pulling his fingers out of his ears when he was sure that it was safe (at least for the time being), Doumeki continued to stare at Watanuki is silence. With a growl and a few last insults muttered just barely loud enough to be heard, Watanuki turned his attention to the water fountain - which he could now use! - and took a long, refreshing drink.
"Your uniform is dirty," Doumeki informed him helpfully as he turned around and began to walk away. Watanuki sputtered, almost chocking on the water before he turned around to shout curses and threats after Doumeki's departing form.
It seemed like no matter what happened on the outside world, his life in school never changed. He looked down at his uniform and scowled. As annoying as the jerk was, he was right. His normally black school uniform was now practically gray with dust. He decided to stop by the bathroom and wipe as much of it away as he could before his first class…which he wasn't going to be late to after all.
-----------OWARI-----------
It's a little hard for me to control Watanuki-kun. I've never had such a spazzy character before, and I'm still getting used to it. Please forgive me if I didn't make him look as out-of-control as they do in the anime, because I'm still a little cautious...since I have no idea what he's like in the manga. You didn't have a lot of Doumeki in here, but you will in the coming chapters- I hope I don't screw him up.
The first few chapters, I'm afraid to admit, are going to be BORING. I'm going to do simple, expected things, like maybe send them on a silly mission or just have them eating lunch, in order for me to warm myself up to seeing things through their prospectives. This story IS going to have a yaoi twist to it - I just don't want Watanuki to -gasp- all of a sudden stop liking Himawari-chan. I want to take things nice and slow - which although boring will hopefully save me the disappointment of a big boo-boo. I've been wanting to continue my other fanfic too, BLBF, so I'll see how much I'll update each of these. So far this story is the one I'm inspired with - the other is...dying -cries-
Please comment and let me know if you liked it or if I already made that boo-boo I'm trying to hide from underneath my bed-covers. Domo ari!
-Kitou.Shinri-
