A/N: Just a fun AU (somewhat OOC) oneshot for DouWata. I was suffering from some writer's block (sorry for my Container readers) and this was its manifestation, so enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own xxxHolic, but goodness, I really wish I did. (have you seen the new chapters?!)

--

Strobe,

"Hey have you guys heard?" Came the silently whispered voice. The other crouching adolescents shook their heads, causing their overly layered hair to whip around their faces. The boy sighed silently, when do they ever know before he does.

Movement

"Tonight at the empty warehouse off sunset and vine. We're going." The others gasped and then quickly cheered at the news.

"We're so in Kimihiro!" They said in unison.

Music

The first period bell rang out in the background, and all five students groaned in dismay. Watanuki smiled at the small division of deliquents. "So I'll see you after class. Spread the word around, okay." The tall, lithe, Ring leader stated as he walked away to his classroom on the vast campus.

Freedom.

...

I repeat, there has been a disturbance at Sunset and Vine, all units report. There has been a disturbance at Sunset and Vine.

The patrol car was kicked into gear as soon as the annocement started, sirens blaring. Cars swerved to the side, allowing the now numerous police to pass, racing to their set destination in the dark night.

"Neh, Doumeki-san, this is the most excitement we've gotten in a while, eh?" Said Doumeki's cheery partner, sitting happily in the passenger seat. Doumeki nodded. His partner turned to him, concern wavering on his face.

"What's on your mind?" The smaller male asked, now fully aware that something was up. Doumeki shook his head, eyes focused on the road in front of them as they swerved between cars and sped past traffic lights.

"There was a tip-off yesterday, we think he'll be there." Replied Doumeki's collected voice. His partner's eyes widened in apprehension, tension, and understanding.

...

Strobe,

This was Watanuki's domain. The blaring techno, the infinite warehouse ceilings, the innumerable crowds following the same beat, all of which he had created. The dancing teenagers were finally beginning to feel the effects of the aphrodesiac as their movements became more physical, apparently no one had noticed the spike in the punch, and if they did, it was happily welcomed.

Movement

Watanuki had been in the center of the main crowd, his place and everyone knew it, but he now sat sprawled out on an antique armchair sitting atop a raised area where manufacturing machines used to be. His crystal eyes absorbed every change in direction, every facial expression, and a breathtaking smile spread across his face. The fun was just starting, it would be a while until it was the best part.

Several tipsy classmates came over to where Watanuki sat luxuriously. One of them sat in his lap, the other two on an individual armrest.

"Damn Kimihiro, this is why we practically live for you man." Said the person to his right, a skinny underclassman wearing overly tight faded jeans, and a dark tie-died shirt.

Watanuki reached into his back pocket, placing the tiny girl on his lap onto one leg. He pulled out a small plastic container and threw it to his right where the underclassman caught it.

The small boy's eyes widened in shock, and the other two adolescents leaned in closer to get a look, both gasping upon recognition. The small girl that was now fully on his lap again turned to face him, straddling his hips.

"How did you get your hands on it Kimi? Its not even on the market anymore." The girls high pitched voice matching her expression of disbelief. The music continued to blare in the background, the deep bass vibrating the ground. Watanuki laughed lightly.

Music

"Its a secret." He responded standing lightly and allowing the girl to slip into his seat, "Enjoy the rest of the night." He said smiling and walking away from the excited adolescents who eagerly dug into the gift.

Pleasure

Watanuki began to blend into the crowd again as the unmistakable sound of police sirens could be heard and Watanuki's sensual expression was replaced with a crooked smile of pure bliss.

The crowd began to slow as more people became aware of what was up, the music was then cut off and people began to collect near the back doors. This was what they were waiting for.

The thrill of the escape, Watanuki's true addiction.

Watanuki began to direct people up the stairs, designating several section leaders, giving them the general escape plan, and then left them to organize the execution as he began to walk towards the front.

The police chief's voice could be heard through the loud speaker, old and raspy.

"COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP, WE HAVE THE BLOCK ON LOCKDOWN." Declared the voice, and Watanuki stepped out into the crisp night air, hands held lazily above his head innocent expression on his face. There were about ten cop cars blocking off the road, and about five men behind the two cars in front of the building's entrance.

"Something wrong officer?" Watanuki's voice was sweet and sincerely curious, but underlying smugness was layered in his tone. The man spoke into the speaker again.

"We know there are more in there, stop screwing around or we will use force." Came the magnified irritation. Watanuki tilted his head to the side.

"Oh, are you talking about them?" He asked head tilting back, hand pointing up to roof. Just then, hundreds of whooping voices came from the roof top and Watanuki smiled, as the police tensed and pulled out their hand guns, aiming behind the bullet proof cars.

The still party high teenagers were all leaning off the railing of the roof, but then they retreated from sight. All that could be heard was the drunken giggles. Watanuki yelled to them.

"ARE YOU READY?" He asked. A loud "YES!" could be heard and then the teens started to count down.

"THREE! TWO! ONE!" And suddenly the kids were jumping from the left and right railing, landing on the roof tops of the neighboring buildings, making their effortless exit. The Police were stunned and began to shoot. Watanuki made use of the confusion and ran back into the building, heading for the back entrance. He once again was embraced by the chilling air, and he quickly scanned the area before running out into the dark allies.

Freedom

He made a quick right at the end of the path but ran into a firm surface, falling back onto the ground.

"Ow-" He winced to himself when a bright light was shined in his eyes and he brought his hands up to his face to block it.

"Neh, watch where you're pointing that thi-" The light was then pulled away and Watanuki could see the figure responsible, and who else but another cop. He smiled, this was his addiction after all.

The tall, brown haired, golden eyed man in uniform stepped closer to him and Watanuki smiled.

"This is no place for kids." Came the stern voice. Watanuki knew exactly how to handle this.

The man's face seemed to be kept in a permanent scowl, and Watanuki began to hoist himself up, stumbling forward slightly, in a perfectly executed manner, and the cop dropped the flashlight to catch him.

Watanuki brought his hand to his face again, playing out the role of distressed, lost, innocent child.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little dizzy." Watanuki said in a pleading, desperate voice. "I think, someone drugged me." Fake tears began to cluster into his eyes, and he looked at the emotionless police officer who was still holding him.

Watanuki straightened himself out, but kept one of his hands clutched onto the sleeve of the other male. Watanuki began to hic pathetically, it was almost scary how sincere it sounded, and he could feel the policeman let his guard drop. He smiled to himself.

"I didn't know what was happening, they stuffed me into a car, and then when I woke up, I was in that old building. Several guys ganged up on me and then they...they." He made the tears roll freely now, and he leaned into the man's chest, who hugged him awkwardly.

"Do you need help getting home?" The man asked, a padded softness in his voice, and Watanuki felt a twinge of guilt in his stomach. Watanuki shook his head and began to release the police officer when a voice came from around the corner.

"Doumeki-san!" The two men tensed, Watanuki's true face now replacing the deceptive one and the tall officer looked down at him in confusion. Watanuki's signature crooked smile spread across his face as he tugged on the collar of the handsome man.

He teasingly placed his lips to the other's firm ones, true sensual cravings radiating from him. "See you around." He breathed lightly into the now completely shocked man's ear.

Mercury

Watanuki then sprinted in the other direction, effortlessly hopping over the wired fence at the end of the ally, running into the bottomless night, pure adrenaline racing through his veins, completely enraptured smile on his face, sparked warmness sticking to his lips.

...

"Doumeki-san, is everything alright?" Doumeki's oblivious interruption questioned. He turned to the man, completely speechless, mind still in shock from the touch of the handsome, deceptive stranger. He didn't answer, but instead picked up his forgotten flash light, and continued his patrol, mind never wavering from the unknown teenager's retreating figure. "So that was him huh?" He confirmed more then questioned to himself.

And Solace.

--

A/N: Ah, a part of me wants to write a sequel for this, but that's how I always am. So I'll leave it up to you guys, should I write a sequel? Well, I hope you enjoyed this, and to anyone who knows the song, kudo points to you! Review please and thank you! Until next time!