Luck Never Did Anything For Me Anyway

Kunogi Himiwari is not unlucky. She's not, she's not, she's not! Yes, she's cursed, she gets this, she understands. Every time someone falls down the stairs after brushing against her, she knows this. Every time a building burns down because she had visited the day before, she knows this. Every time she looks at Watanuki, she knows this.

But Himiwari herself? Her luck isn't so bad.

Today she found five hundred yen on the ground. And a car she leaned up against to fix her shoe got in a wreck.

Yesterday she got an 'A' on a test she didn't study for. And her teacher lost her wedding band.

Last week she won a drawing at the local supermarket. And that night the freezers at the store stopped working and they lost thousands in goods.

Himiwari doesn't have bad luck, but she brings misfortune with her everywhere. She carries it like an animal on her back, and it's a heavy thing. It writhes, and wiggles, and scratches, and hiss, and that makes it all the greater a burden. And every time, every time it lashes out at those around her, because it never lashes out at her, every time it strikes, it gets bigger and heavier.

Himiwari will one day be crushed beneath the weight of bad luck that isn't even hers.

Still, she's happy, mostly.

Himiwari is intimately familiar with luck, and so she knows that it cannot be changed. Or at least that's what she tells herself. It's a tiny comfort. So small that sometimes, it's not a comfort at all, and it just makes everything worse.

"Himiwari-chan~" Watanuki calls, sitting under a tree in full bloom, it's not a cherry tree but it's lovely all the same.

Himiwari skips over to join him. Doumeki is by his side, as stoic as ever, but he nods to her in greeting and she smiles back. Watanuki takes great offense at this and begins to mutter about something that Himiwari doesn't quite hear, so she smiles again, vaguely in Watanuki's direction and asks what's for lunch.

Watanuki begins to wax poetic about his carefully prepared meal, injecting a few condescending remarks in Doumeki's direction that are stoutly ignored, almost without thinking he hands her bento to Doumeki who hands it to her. Himiwari takes it with another smile, a sad one this time.

They can't take any chances.

And even though Himiwari is the one who wanted these rules, these carefully stilted rules that lead to carefully stilted interactions, she can't help but want more.

She'd wish for it, but she knows that the price might be too high to pay.

Maybe that's what all the misfortune she carries with her is about. Maybe it's the price she pays for all the good luck she has, or maybe it's the price she pays for living, or maybe, on the opposite side of things, her good luck is compensation for the beast she carries on her back.

Himiwari would give up all the good luck she had to be able to hug Watanuki.

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Author's Note: Story Two, done! Whoo! Slight, but not really, HimiWata there. The title is taken from a book I read a long time ago and can not remember the name of. The quote stuck with me though.

Next we move to Watanuki, or maybe Doumeki. I have ideas for both of them.

Feel free to give me quotes or themes to use!

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