april kisses

straight from the duck's bill

by: samthegreat

disclaimer: these stories will involve kisses and a romantic relationship between two boys. grow up, people.

Watanuki spun around quickly with an evil glint in his eye and the complete intention to kill. He, however, was met by the intense pressing of a plastic toy duck to his mouth. "Smooch!" Yuuko laughed loudly as her little imps, Maru and Moro, danced around throwing heart shaped confetti on the irate boy and the duck puppet. "What was that for, Yuuko-san!" She smirked triumphantly, "Duck-san and I just wanted to thank you in advance for the delicious meal you will prepare for us. Tonight, we celebrate!" "Celebrate what?" the boy asked annoyed as Doumeki walked into the room. "Oi."

Yuuko smirked at the new comer in the room, "Something that will happen later. Something worth celebrating." Watanuki shuddered. He hated when she talked in such a mysterious manner. It was something that he just couldn't get used to. "Now," the shop keep exclaimed as she clapped her hands together in anticipation, "You two run off to the market and be sure to get plenty to eat for tonight. Oh, and don't forget about the alcohol!" "Why does he have to come with me," Watanuki protested as he pointed an accusing finger at the other boy. Again he was met with a passionate duck kiss from the toy. "Stop doing that!"

"Don't be such a prude, Watanuki. Surely Duck-san can't be the first to give you a kiss." She giggled manically as the bespectacled boy blushed madly and ducked his head. The taller boy just watched the transaction silently. "Oi, are you about done. I'm hungry, let's go." He coolly walked out of the shop as the blue eyed boy grumbled harshly under his breath. Yuuko scratched the area underneath Mokona's chin softly as she smiled at the two retreating boys. "Yep, Mokona. Something great just might happen." Suddenly, the woman shot up and came to a realization. "Hey," she whined to her minions, "Where's Duck-san."

Watanuki stalked down the street slightly ahead of the annoyance known as Doumeki. "Why? Why? Why must she torture me?" "What exactly do you think Yuuko is doing to torture you this time?" Doumeki asked as he covered his ears. "Well she's making me prepare a special dinner for some cryptic reason, she acts completely creepy just to unnerve me, she humiliates me on a regular basis, plus she makes me spend all my time with you." Doumeki was silent as they continued walking. "You forgot to mention that she mocks you and molests you with a toy duck." "That too!" The shorter boy was outraged at all the remembered offenses of his boss.

"At least she's not completely untruthful when she makes fun of you." The shorter boy stopped his mini tantrum and turned a death glare at the archer. "And what do you mean by that, you jerk?" Doumeki stopped walking and gave Watanuki an almost bored look. "I mean, when she was teasing you about never really being kissed." The boy turned bright red as his glasses slipped down his nose. "What makes you think I've never been kissed? I've kissed plenty of people! Plenty of girls! Plenty of girls!" He really did not like discussing his romantic life (or lack there of) with someone he considered his rival. The taller boy looked down at him with a skeptical stare and softly pushed up the thin wire frames of Watanuki's glasses, "I don't believe you." Doumeki continued walking to the market at the end of the street. Ignoring the warmth in his cheeks, Watanuki followed.

They shopped quickly while the shorter boy grumbled about everything from market prices to his annoying company. The walk home started uneventful, but to the horror of Watanuki, it did not stay that way. "Oi," the archer began casually, "Why haven't you ever kissed anyone? Afraid?" "I told you I've kissed plenty of girls. Drop it!" Doumeki rolled his eyes, "Stop acting so proud. It's not a big deal. In fact…" Doumeki looked around almost nervously and leaned into whisper, "I have a certain friend who has never really been kissed. At least not in that sort of way."

Watanuki blushed at the proximity of the other boy and his almost out of character honesty. "Really?" Doumeki looked thoughtful. "I have an idea. This might sound strange, but maybe you and my friend could help each other with your problems."

Watanuki felt himself getting warmer. He gulped and squeaked out, "How?" "Close your eyes," the taller boy ordered. Hesitantly, Watanuki closed his eyes and prepared for what he knew was coming. His mouth was met with a very familiar and very plastic duck bill. The bespectacled boy whipped back and rubbed his mouth harshly. "What the hell was that about?" Doumeki placed Duck-san back into one of the many bags he was carrying. "Duck-san said he wanted to give you a REAL kiss. He likes you, you know."

Back at the shop, Doumeki handed over the toy he had taken hostage. Yuuko held it to her chest and gave the taller boy a hurt look, "You know, when I suggested you introduce Watanuki to the world of mouth to mouth contact, I meant his mouth to yours, not Duck-san's to his." He nodded and turned as the visibly livid boy entered the room. He slammed down the tea tray he was carrying and shot Yuuko a death glare, "There you are, your majesty." He turned to walk away but felt a hand grab his wrist. He whirled around and was about to verbally attack the archer when he felt him self falling.

He was supported by the hand on his wrist, another at the base of his neck, and two eager lips on his own. The kiss was over soon. Doumeki took the tea cup offered to him by Yuuko as the two began talking about unimportant matters. Nearly zombified, Watanuki wondered back to the kitchen. He grinned to him self as he turned off the burners on the stove top. "Well, at least it was a nicer kiss than I usually get from Duck-san."

this isn't exactly a 30 kisses challenge, but I had a few ideas that I figured I could lump together.

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