Summary: Watari thinks on the circumstances of his death. Tatsumi finds him and comforts him. Will the scientist find strength in Tatsumi? R/R
Warnings: Fluff and Angst
Paring-Tatari
A/N: First romantic one shot! Please R/R
Watari sat on his futon. He was rocking, back and forth, back and forth. His long, golden hair was dishevelled.
Like all Shinigami the scientist had personal demons. He had suffered. He looked at this life as a second chance, and he wanted to live it to it's fullest. There were still times when he remembered all too well the circumstances of his death. He had been working in his personal lab, just tinkering away. Before he could complete his project, the lab blew up. Now, he has devoted his afterlife to finishing a Sex Change drug.
He regretted never having lived his life to the fullest. He regretted pushing all those people away, but most of all; he hated having the blood of a little girl on his hands. Along side him in the lab was his neice, who also died in the blast.
At least once a month Watari would sit in his lab and cry for his neice, his neice who could have lived a long and fulfilling life.
He blamed himself for her death.
In the Summons Department Tatsumi was working late. He noticed that Watari's light was still on. He went to check on him to say good night. What he saw scared him.
The usually so happy scientist was rocking on his futon and crying.
"Watari-san!" Tatsumi said sitting down next to Watari. "Watari-san…" Watari did not look up at the secretary. Rather awkwardly Tatsumi tried to comfort Watari. He wrapped them both in comforting shadow. Watari moved closer to Tatsumi, crying into the secretary's shoulder.
"Tatsumi…can I tell you how I died?" Watari asked, his gold eyes gazing into Tatsumi's blue ones.
"If you would like to." Tatsumi replied courteously.
"I died in a lab accident. I was working on a sex changing drug for my brother " He grinned sadly. "Still am, my niece was in the lab, only God remembers why. As I went to leave, my latest attempt came in contact with heat. It exploded, taking me and my neice with it." he cried, "My sister's daughter…was only nine…nine…"
Tatsumi sighed. "I'm sorry Watari…I'm so sorry…" he held the blonde man.
"If only I had been more careful, if only…I had, had more time for my family and personal life. Maybe, I would still be alive…maybe I'd have two sisters " he laughed. Tatsumi pulled Watari close. "Yutaka…I'm so sorry."
"Tatsumi…" Watari looked up. "You said my name." he smiled. Tatsumi was glad. Watari always looked so beautiful when he smiled. "Thank you."
'I'm going to tell him' Tatsumi thought, 'he needs it.' "Yukata, I love you." Watari was shocked. He had thought Tatsumi only had room in his world for Tsuzuki.
"I love you too…Seiichiro." Watari said smiling and looking into Tatsumi's eyes. Watari was now beginning to full fill the reason he became a Shinigami. He was living life to the fullest, and he was going to live it to the fullest with Tatsumi, and Tatsumi alone.
Tatsumi took Watari's chin and pulled the blondes face toward him and kissed him. Watari kissed him back. "It's you and me." Tatsumi said quietly, smiling.
"Till the wheels fall off." Watari finished.
FIN
A/N: Okay, piece of dialogue is from /The Order/. I feel it is sweet, and the kind of odd thing Watari would say. If you have constructive criticism or just something to say about the fic in general please feel free to. Yay for Tatari!