A/N: So, I read a group of stories kind of like this only for TamakiXKyouya and decided to do the same thing.
Angst:
Watanuki looked up at the stars, wishing desperately that everything could go back to normal, that he had Doumeki back.
Romance:
Doumeki blinked as a small package was shoved in his face. He looked up to see a blushing Watanuki.
"There, are you happy?" Watanuki complained while dropping the gift into Doumeki's lap.
"You made me a gift." Doumeki said in his normal monotone voice.
Watanuki blushed even more. "Of course I did. It's your birthday."
Hurt/Comfort:
"You don't know what it's like, Doumeki. Being able to see so many horrible things. It's not right."
Doumeki stood, silent, letting the rain wash over him. Watanuki stood a few feet away from him, tears mixing in with the rain. Doumeki took a few steps forward, embracing the normally spastic boy. Watanuki relaxed into Doumeki and let the dam of tears he had been holding for his entire life break free.
"That's why I'm here, you fool."
General:
"—And now Yuuko had locked us in one of her stupid closets and is probably laughing her drunken ass off."
Watanuki flailed his arms around, nearly hitting Doumeki in the face.
"I would much rather be stuck in a haunted house then in a closet with you, Doumeki," Watanuki practically spat at Doumeki while turning away from said boy and crossing his arms.
Doumeki was quiet for a little.
"I don't mind being stuck in here with you," Doumeki said in his usual monotone.
Watanuki the Fool was very grateful for the dark at that moment. Otherwise, Doumeki would have seen his extremely red face.
Tragedy:
Doumeki sat next to the bed Watanuki was currently sleeping in. He kept a distance from him, afraid that even the slightest touch could harm Watanuki even more. Doumeki kept his eyes away from the seer. Just looking at Watanuki reminded him of how he didn't reach his hand in time.
"Watanuki…" Doumeki whispered, his voice sounding small in a rare showing of weakness. "I'm sorry. If only I had noticed that Kungoi was a walking curse, this wouldn't have happened to you. I'm so sorry, Watanuki."
Friendship:
Himawari smiled as she watched Watanuki scream at Doumeki for reasons unknown.
"You guys are so close. I wish I had a friendship like that."
Humour:
"Watanuki's a fool! Watanuki's a fool!" Yuuko and Mokona sang as said boy poured them more sake.
"At least I'm not a lazy drunk," Watanuki said with a frown on his face as he shoved drinks at Yuuko and Mokona.
Yuuko smiled. "As least I'm not in love with Doumeki."
Drama:
Doumeki shot the arrow, piercing the Mother Spirit right though the heart. Watanuki sunk to the pavement, defeat and pain etched into his features. Doumeki walked over to him.
"I'm sorry, Watanuki," Doumeki said while kneeling in front of Watanuki. "But I couldn't lose you."
Supernatural:
Watanuki felt the ghosts presence disappear. He looked up to see Doumeki, bow and arrow in hand.
He really is your angel, isn't he? A voice said in his head that sounded a lot like Yuuko's.
Yes, Watanuki said back. He is.
Poetry:
Watanuki picked up the piece of paper that he had just stepped on and read it.
I
shot an arrow into the air, I breathed a song into the air, Long, long
afterward, in an oak
It fell to earth, I knew not
where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it
in its flight.
It fell to
earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and
strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the
song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a
friend
"That reminds me of Doumeki," Watanuki said as he folded the piece of paper and put it into his pocket.
A/N: I really hoped you liked it! It took me only an hour to write this, so it's probably not the best I could do, but oh well.
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Happy reading.