A/N: i don't own XXXHoLiC...just this fic. I also saw the clip this happen but I don't watch the anime so I made it up as I went along. Comment if you know what really happened in this scene :S This will be short 3 shot. Hopefully.

If the ring fits

The blue eyed seer looked forlornly at the jewelry in the shop window. His one brass colored eye reflecting a simple gold band. "They left rings when they died you know." Shizuka didn't need to ask who 'they' were. The seer lowered his eyes shyly with an ashamed smile. " I had to sell them to pay for the groceries and rent. Yuuko would charge too much to get it back." he whispered as the color drained from his face. The silent archer observed him as Watanuki leaned his forehead down onto the glass and stared in awe at the strings of pearls,and endless shelves of diamonds and precious gemstones made into articulate accessories. "So this is what girls like..." the brass eyed archer watched as Watanuki fell into a slight daze with the most serene expressions on his face. He didn't want to interrupt them, but at the same time good things come to end eventually. "This is what mother liked-"

" I'm not going to ask what your hobbies are, you are what you are." he turned around and plugged his ears to avoid literary onslaught. "My hobbies are no concern of yours-wait no, I worded that wrong!...I was just making an observation you fool! Besides, only girls like jewelry! Like Himawari-chan! Himawari-chan would look good in that..." Within a matter of seconds the problem was resolved and the once dazed seer was now swooning and in a daze once more over an emerald and white gold necklace that the seer was enquiring would look 'ravishing' on her. Doumeki looked ahead of him and at a set of twin bands the color of his own brass eyes with blue diamonds placed meticulously in a circle around the outside of the ring. What was left of Doumeki's quickly disappearing college fund spent on recovering his recent health due to a certain seer began to jump of his wallet later that night.

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"What did they look like?" Watanuki looked quizzically at the seated Doumeki looking at home reading an old newspaper from a week ago, asking without lifting his eyes from the print. He put down his wooden spoon and stared at him in confusion. "Huh?" he muttered intelligently as his dinner companion graced him with his eyes. "The wedding rings?" there was a silence as the seer scrunched up his face adorably in thought, scratching his head as he tried desperately to remember his mother and her delicate hands. His memory came up blank for a moment before an image exploded in his mind. The sweetest smile, lips perched to hide a stifled laugh, a slim intricate gold band with one tiny centered emerald. As soon as it came, it left. He turned around and hid his wobbly smile, eyes watery and reflective like glass. "Why do you want to know anyways?!" he answered indifferently, a hitch in is voice as he wrung his hands in annoyance. His only reply was silence. "Understood." The rest of that evening was spent in quite.

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Takashi Hinata, owner of the quaint jewelery store searched her deep pockets for the master key. It was a slow day, two boys had stopped to window shop and look at some new arrivals but got into an argument and left. She kept her hopes up to find customers but at the rate her goods were purchased at, she would not be able to pay the rent for the store and be forced to relocate or better yet, quit selling tacky jewelry. She was interrupted by a hand slamming down by her face and an incredibly tall highschooler clearing 6 foot 3 leaned over her. She froze in fear, praying that she could keep her virginity at the age of 35 by the end of tonight. "I would like to make a purchase." He said huskily with the hint of a slight pant like he had been running for quite some time. She trembled in fear and stammered words like 'O-ok' and pushed the glass doors happen, unsure whether to feel happy or scared by this suspicious customer.

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Doumeki had seen it in his right eye. The sweet smile, and the beautiful ring. The meal was tense but he found his eyes darting towards the creep cuckoo bird clock trying anxiously to remember what the hours of operation for the jewelry store was. Tomorrow was going to be an archery tournament, if he didn't spend the money now, he would have spent it pigging out on food at the inter-school competition mainly because all he could keep on his mind was that ring and how...compelled he was to get it.

As well as the fact that he was wrapped up in his thoughts that he forgot to make an unreasonable request for a bento. His parents were overseas. He was broke.

And how badly he wanted that ring!

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Shizuka had forgotten the twin bands from before. His eyes now locked and breathless at the elegant bands on display in the back of the store. 'Hinata' as her nameplate read giggled behind him, eyes crinkling up fondly at his awestruck expression at the two identical rings that he had seen in his right eye. " I got these several years ago. They were really such a beauty though! For some reason my customers get this feeling and it's been here for over ten years! I'm willing to sell this at any price at this rate! OH me! Sorry for boring you, was there anything you wanted?" Hinata snapped out her stupor and widened her green eyes in embarrassment. He blinked and just darted his eyes toward the rings and she smiled with widened eyes in delight. She took his hand and slipped the band easily over the ring finger of his left hand. He blinked again in confusion at the weight of the accessory on his finger. Feelings came over him overwhelmingly. He touched his face and was hit like a tonne of bricks at the brilliant smile of a seven year old Watanuki, lovely and warming to the heart. "A perfect fit!" she remarked in awe and gave him a cheeky smile. If Doumeki Shizuka had a plan before, he was definitely scheming now.

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It was 11 at night and he yawned in exhaustion. Debating whether he should check his calculus homework or make lunch. There was need to, Doumeki had helped him with it, and for maybe the first of a few times he made no comment or demands about food for the next day. He knew there was going to be a tournament. All day in fact. He absolutely needed to eat. Instead though, he said nothing and seemed to be waiting impatiently for something to happen. And Watanuki Kimihiro hadn't taken the initiative for anything since the day he was born. So imagine his shock when he heard a loud thumping noise at his front door and wrenching it open to find a panting Douemki Shizuka on his knees with a ring box clenched in his fist. And that look. That scary determined look on his face as he stared up at Watanuki. All Watanuki could do stare at was at that blue velvet box in disbelief.