This is just a silly little idea I've had bouncing around in my head for awhile. I luv donuts!

Standard disclaimers apply.

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Doumeki opened his bento, Watanuki's usual ranting nothing more than background noise. He reached in indiscriminately and pulled out… a donut? The glaze stuck to his fingers. He looked into the box. It was all donuts. With a shrug, he ate one.

"You know, there's a lot you could put in that hole in the middle." Doumeki mused.

Watanuki gaped at him for a moment before spluttering, "You- you pervert! Why would you even think such a thing, let alone say it?" He continued with his accusations.

Doumeki, not listening to Watanuki, kept talking. "…a strawberry or apple slices. Maybe some melon…"

"… What sort of sick mind would…"

"…cherries, blackberries…"

"…How could anyone…"

"…orange segments…"

"…wrong with you…"

"…chocolate…"

"…perverted, messed up—"

"What are you yelling about now?" Doumeki asked, snapping out of his reverie.

"What am I yelling about? You, you sick freak!"

Doumeki frowned, confused. Sick freak? He shrugged, deciding to ignore Watanuki's earlier statement. "Why are there only donuts in the bento?"

"Yuko-san asked me to make some. I had extras." Watanuki sat back down, earlier outrage forgotten. He watched Doumeki eat.

Doumeki absently licked the corner of his mouth, fully aware of Watanuki's eyes following the motion.

Watanuki sat, frozen, as Doumeki leaned toward him. Doumeki stopped, his lips just short of Watanuki's. "Your heart's racing. Kimihiro." He whispered, palm pressed against the seer's chest.

"Wh-who said you could call me that?" Watanuki stammered.

Doumeki didn't answer. Instead, he kissed him. Nothing particularly sensual, just a chaste brush of the lips, before he pulled back and returned to his lunch.

"Wh-wh-what was that? Why the hell did you kiss me?" Watanuki stammered, face a color that would have put a tomato to shame.

"Because I wanted to."

"That's not a good reason!" Watanuki yelled. "You can't just go around kissing people! You—"

"Watanuki-kun, Doumeki-kun, hello!" Himawari chirped. She hid her glee behind her usual smile. Himawari had seen the whole thing, and greatly approved. Smirking, she tucked the video camera in her pocket. Yuko-san will never believe this.

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So what did you think? It was my first donuts story. Please review! ChiCho out!