A/N- Well, here I go. Second story, first multichap fic. This story takes place sometime before the end, but sometime after the eye and Himawari arcs. Watanuki is hard to write, as he is so spastic, but I'll do my best. You'll see why later in the story, but these people are going to get very OOC. So don't get angry at me.

Summary- Watanuki is walking to school one day and he finds something powerful, but an accident happens. Pretty soon, seeing spirits won't be his biggest problem anymore.

Disclaimer- I don't own it. Clamp does. They've done a brilliant job with it too. Wouldn't change a thing.

Pairings- Watanuki/Domeki

Warnings- mild coarse language, possible m/m relations

"normal" means talking

'italics' means thoughts

CAPS means emphasis, got it memorized?

Chapter 1- Of Luck

It was a normal day at school. The sun was bright, people were chatting and going to class as normal. And yet, Watanuki felt as if something was amiss. He looked frantically around to find a possible reason for this feeling. He found nothing.

'wait… nothing?', Watanuki thought with a frown.

It suddenly hit him. Spirits. There weren't any. He usually saw a few floating around the school. Nothing dangerous, but always on his radar just in case. Ironically the thing that was wrong with this supposedly normal day is that it wasn't strange enough. Despite being somewhat happy at the spirits' absence, he found it unsettling that none were to be found. Watanuki briefly wondered why he couldn't just take it as a blessing. Watanuki's thought process stopped when he saw Himawari some distance away.

He opened his mouth to call out to her, but never got the chance. The earth below him suddenly opened up. Watanuki started to fall, too surprised to even cry out. All he saw before he fell was Himawari's face changing from happiness at seeing Watanuki to fear as she saw him begin to fall. Watanuki fell for sometime longer than what he felt was a survivable fall.

Watanuki hit the ground hard, but he was miraculously uninjured. He immediately looked up to see if anyone had gathered around the giant hole that had appeared in the earth, but it was gone and all he saw above him was darkness. In fact, ALL he saw was darkness. It seemed that the place he was in had no light source. He suddenly sensed movement to his right. It felt somewhat similar to a spirit, but much bigger than what he was used to. Watanuki turned and opened his mouth to say something, probably a nervous 'hello?', but no sound came out. His voice was paralyzed!

At this point Watanuki started to panic. He was trapped inside a pitch black place with no way out, no voice, and a giant something or other stalking him in the darkness! He was most definitely starting to freak out.

'what am I going to do? What the hell is up with this place!?', Watanuki thought with dismay. Even as he thought this, the situation was taking a turn for the worse. The big something out in the darkness began to come straight towards him.

Watanuki, fearing for his life, began running as fast as he could in the opposite direction. Despite his rather impressive running speed, Watanuki could sense that he was being outpaced by whatever was chasing him. He felt a moment of pure terror when he stumbled to the ground. Certain that this would be the end of his life, Watanuki opened his mouth and let out a silent scream.

Suddenly Watanuki's eyes were assaulted with a bright light that seemed to emanate from behind him. The light overtook the darkness and it was forced to retreat. When the darkness could no longer be seen Watanuki looked around to see a now purely white room.

'Great. This is soooo much better than before', Watanuki thought sarcastically.

He turned to look towards where the light had originally come from and saw a rather tall and muscular person holding a bow. He was in the classic archery stance. "Domeki!", Watanuki shouted, reaching his hand towards his throat in surprise at suddenly regaining his voice.

Watanuki wasted no time and immediately began questioning Domeki, "What is this place? What are you doing here? Do you know what that thing chasing me was? How did you make that light appear, anyway?"

Domeki turned to Watanuki and simply said, "I don't know. You tell me. It's YOUR dream after all."

It took a moment to process, but as soon as he realized what Domeki had said Watanuki began to smile. It was an absolutely absurd notion. There was no way he was dreaming about Domeki, of all people. Domeki gave him a questioning look, perhaps wondering if he was all right. On the verge of laughter, Watanuki began to explain, "I am NOT drea-"

His words were cut off when he felt a tugging. It was strange, but not a very strong tug, so at first he attempted to ignore it. This became impossible when the tug became strong enough to actually lift him off the ground. He started flailing wildly, but it had no visible effect on his upward ascent. If anything, he was moving a bit faster now.

"Domeki, you idiot! What are you doing!? Help me!", Watanuki screamed with some fear, but mostly anger at Domeki's failure to provide assistance.

Domeki simply shrugged and said, "I can't stop you from waking up."

That really set Watanuki off, "As I tried to say earlier- I am NOT dreaming!"

"See you at school", Domeki monotoned, completely ignoring Watanuki's angry flailing and shouting. He even had to audacity to sit down and give a slight wave goodbye as Watanuki fought to escape the force tugging him upward.

Watanuki woke with a start. He was in his apartment. His small, lonely, quiet apartment. Watanuki let out a huge breath of air that had signs of both relief and irritation. He was relieved that it had all been a dream. He was irritated because Domeki had been right. He HAD been dreaming. Come to think of it, Domeki had said something just before he had woken up, 'see you at school, or something like that.'

That meant it had been the real Domeki, not a figment of his subconscious. Watanuki wasn't sure which he would have preferred.

'Well, it was a weird dream, but if he doesn't bring it up then I'd rather not talk about it,' Watanuki decided.

Flopping back onto his bed, Watanuki began to fall back asleep in the quiet of his apartment. He closed his eyes for about a minute or so, and then abruptly opened them. He hadn't been woken up by his alarm clock! He glanced over towards his clock and realized if he didn't book it he'd be late for school. Getting dressed in record time and gathering only what he absolutely needed, Watanuki was out the door in two minutes.

He burst out of his apartment at top speed. He began to run his normal route to school. As he ran his mind began to wander. His thoughts slipped for a second time to his rather unusual dream. It again brought mixed feelings. His dream had included a happy and concerned-for-him Himawari, but it had also contained Domeki. He supposed it evened out to neutral. He'd spend an infinite amount of absolutely aggravating time with Domeki if it meant he could spend an infinite amount of time with the absolutely perfect Himawari.

Smiling briefly at these thoughts Watanuki began to run across a side street when he felt something. It similar to a spirit, but different also. It was more primal, and it appeared to lack the emotion that a spirit usually had. He screeched to a halt.

"What the hell is this feeling?" Watanuki said to himself even as he began to inch closer to the source of it. He had almost reached the bush he suspected it was behind when he felt a chill hit his spine. He immediately looked up and saw an amorphous blob of a spirit with sharp teeth arranged into a menacing smile.

It suddenly formed a hand gave Watanuki a push. Watanuki staggered and took a few steps back, but became rather confused, 'that was nowhere near the spirit's full strength. What gives?'

"Watanuki!", a voice called out.

Watanuki began to turn towards the voice, but before he got there he saw a car coming straight at him. The driver was apparently not paying attention, and Watanuki had no time to react except to raise his arms defensively in front of him.

He was sent flying. He expected pain, and there was some, but nowhere near what he had expected. Watanuki opened the eyes he wasn't aware he had closed and found himself staring straight into the eyes of none other than Domeki. That damn spirit had pushed him into the street, hoping he'd be hit by a car! Apparently the voice had been Domeki, and just before he had been hit Domeki managed to tackle him out of the way.

"Are you alright?" Domeki asked without getting off him, as the car sped away, not wanting to deal with the fallout of almost hitting someone.

Watanuki turned an amusing shade of red before starting in with his trademark shouting, "I'm fine you big oaf! Now get off me before your massive weight cuts off my airflow!"

He then proceeded to push and shove Domeki to get off him. The weak shoves of Watanuki appeared to have no effect, but he did start to stand up.

"That spirit was there the whole time. Usually you would notice and avoid, or at least outrun, a spirit like that. What happened?"

In response to Domeki's question Watanuki began to walk over to the strange something that had distracted him, "I was distracted by a weird power behind this bush. It's not like anything I've felt before. Can you feel it too?"

Domeki closed his eyes for a moment, "yeah, but only if I concentrate."

Watanuki's eyes widened slightly at that revelation. 'If I can sense it easily and Domeki has to concentrate, then it definitely isn't a spirit. After all, he got his spirit seeing abilities from me.'

He reached around the bush and searched for the mysterious power. Grasping on to something he brought his hand back toward him. It was a feather. A pink and white feather with strange markings. It had a warm feeling to it, and it appeared to glow. It was like nothing Watanuki had ever seen, and he'd seen a lot.

"Is that it?", Domeki asked, obviously curious.

Watanuki nodded, "It feels so different from anything I've felt before. Whatever it is, I get the feeling that it could be dangerous in the wrong hands, or even if we left it on it's own…"

"Well if you go back to the shop and show Yuko then I'm sure she could do something with it," Domeki reasoned.

"I would do that, but I don't think it poses an immediate threat and I have to get to school," Watanuki said.

The mention of school suddenly snapped Watanuki out of his stupor.

"Oh my god! SCHOOL!"

Watanuki put the feather in his back pocket, grabbed Domeki by the wrist and resumed his original goal of sprinting all the way too school. If Domeki had been even slightly less athletic he would have had a difficult time keeping up with Watanuki's punishing pace. As it was he simply let himself be dragged along.

The two of them reached the school building. Watanuki breathing as if he were dying, and Domeki exhibiting his usual stoicism. Domeki noticed Watanuki was still holding his wrist and began to shake it a little to make him let go.

"What do you want!? …oh.". Watanuki said, immediately letting go of Domeki's hand and blushing slightly.

The two of them both barely made it to their respective classes before the bell rang. After running for so long and so quickly, Watanuki was understandably out of breath. This caused many people in class to stare at him, which he felt an immediate sense of irritation.

'What, a guy can't show up for class barely on time, sweating and panting?'

He put it out of his mind. Despite the impression he gave off, Watanuki was a rather good student. It always irked him that no matter how hard he tried he never got as good grades as Domeki, but still A's and B's were the norm for him.

He was taking diligent notes in the stale air of the classroom, when he suddenly felt something. The feather pulsed. Watanuki almost had a heart attack, fortunately he didn't but he did fall out of his desk.

"Mr. Watanuki! I will thank you to please remain upright in your seat!", scolded the irate teacher.

Watanuki gave him an apologetic look and slunk back into the seat, feeling the laughing gazes of most people in the classroom. 'What the hell was that?'

The feather pulsed again, and this time the feeling was much stronger. Watanuki was less surprised this time and managed to actually form a theory as to what the pulsing was. Each pulse had been accompanied with a feeling of warmth, so Watanuki supposed that the feather was sending out waves of pure energy.

The feather pulsed for a third time, and this time several students took a wary look around, perhaps sensing something was different. Watanuki could deal with students glancing at him from time to time, but what he couldn't ignore was the increased spiritual activity. The feather's power had apparently drawn a lot of spirits to the room.

Watanuki sat uncomfortably for the rest of the class. He tried to take notes, but the few students who were a bit more sensitive to the spirit world would give him a look every time the feather sent out a wave of energy, the spirits stared at him the whole time, and on top of that the energy the feather sent out made him feel hot!

When the bell rang Watanuki tore out of the classroom like he was on fire. Moving, however, did not fix the problem. At each of his next classrooms the process would repeat itself. He would sit down and attempt to take notes, and would just be settling into it when the feather would pulse. This would draw him stares from both the living and the dead, all the while making him unpleasantly warm.

He could have jumped for joy when the bell for lunch rang. He didn't jump, but instead ran as fast as he could to the designated meeting spot on the stairs. Watanuki figured Domeki could at least keep the spirits from staring at him. That's all he was good for anyway.

Watanuki was setting up for lunch when his ears were greeted by the wondrous tinkle of Himawari's voice, "Hello Watanuki! Hasn't Domeki arrived yet?"

The stress of the day totally faded upon hearing her voice.

"H- Himawari! How are you today? That idiot isn't here yet!"

"Who's an idiot?", a bored sounding voice broke into their conversation. It was, of course, Domeki.

"YOU are the idiot! I've never met anyone as stupid as you!", Watanuki ranted at a decibel usually reserved for rock concerts.

"At least I know how to pay attention to my surroundings," Domeki countered, clearly referring to the events preceding finding the feather. He began to eat what Watanuki had prepared.

"Oh my! Did something happen earlier?", Himawari asked, concern showing on her face, as she too began to eat their lunch.

To soothe her concerns Watanuki began to explain what had happened on his way to school. Feeling embarrassed, he left out the part about the dream that made him late in the first place. He also left out the part about being saved by Domeki and proceeded to explain about the feather and the trouble it had been causing him so far today.

Himawari laughed, but then looked confused, " But wait, how did you dodge that car? You didn't really mention you dodging it or the car swerving or anything, really."

Watanuki was about to start dodging the question, but Domeki butted in and explained his part in the story. This made Watanuki extremely angry and he was about to start telling him off, but Himawari interrupted before he had a chance.

"It seems that you two are as close as ever!"

This, as per the usual, sent Watanuki into absolute hysterics. He fervently denied having any relationship with Domeki other than a mutual dislike and rivalry. He did this while grabbing his head and flailing wildly about. Unbeknownst to him, the feather had dropped out of his back pocket.

"Oh, is this the feather you were talking about, Watanuki?", Himawari asked as she bent over to pick it up.

"Yes it is. Tha--"

His words were cut off, for the moment Himawari laid her hands on the feather he got one of the worst feelings he had ever felt. The feather erupted into an incredibly bright light and the pulsing Watanuki had felt became so powerful and frequent he felt as if he might be keel over.

The feather began to develop big fissures in its structure. It looked like the feather had white veins criss-crossing its surface.

"What's happening!?" Himawari cried out in fear.

"It looks like the feather is breaking apart!", Domeki supplied. Indeed, the white lines were now separating, leaving open space between them. The power Watanuki felt surged and he suddenly felt ill. He glanced at Domeki, and he also appeared to be feeling the effects.

Suddenly, the feather shattered into pieces. A number of shards flew off to who knows where, but three remained behind. Watanuki watched as a shard slowly approached each of them. He wanted to run, but was powerless to do so. The piece of the feather entered his body and he collapsed to the ground.

He glanced around, surveying the damage. Both Himawari and Domeki were on the ground as well, having felt the effects of their own shards enter them. The building seemed to be unharmed, and no one appeared to have heard the commotion.

'Well, gotta count your blessings, I guess', Watanuki reflected with a grimace on his face.

The eyes of the three friends met and each thought the exact same thing. They said it in a different tone of voice but each said it at the same time.

"This can't be good."

A/N- Good? Not good? Drop a review to let me know! The feather was one of Sakura's, but I'm sure you guessed that. Oh, and the reason that it shattered was because of Himawari's condition. I hope that was clear. I'll have the next chapter up in awhile, maybe less than a week?