Hey guys! It's the author here! Sorry I didn't update last week, it was Thanksgiving Break, so... Anyways, in case you didn't realize already, I try to update on Friday's. Just to give you a heads up. Now, enjoy the fluff! And WARNING: I do use the F word near the end of the story.

Chapter 4

"Looking for someone?" Watanuki turned around to see Mr. Tsukishima getting out of the restroom, wiping his hands. "What happened?" His eyes turned to Watanuki, narrowing.

Watanuki felt a little shiver run down his back and he turned his eyes away from Tsukishima.

"I-" Watanuki felt a calm feeling at the edge of his brain as a presence was felt.

"We were just heading to class, sensei." Domeki said, putting a hand on Watanuki's shoulder. "I went ahead, and this idiot was trying to catch up."

"That's because you just walked out of the room!" Watanuki yelled. "Let's just go."

They left Tsukishima standing there, staring at them as they walked away. Watanuki tried glancing back but Domeki stopped him.

"You didn't have to go after me." Domeki said as he handed Watanuki his things. "You could've saved the trouble of carrying your own things; and you could've talked to Kunogi. You two haven't talked in a long time."

"You mean us three." Watanuki said, slinging his bag over his shoulder. "You haven't talked to Himawari in a while, too."

"That's because you're always happy when she's around." Domeki muttered, not looking at Watanuki.

Watanuki looked at him. He smiled gently as he saw Domeki frowning. "This is rare~" He teased. Domeki stopped as they turned a corner. "Are you jealous, Shizuka?"

Domeki tensed as his name rolled off of Watanuki's tongue. Watanuki laughed, watching. He patted Domeki's back and kept on walking.

"I just like Himawari's presence; it's not love or like anymore. No need to get jealous."

"Who said anything about being jealous?" Domeki said as his long strides passed Watanuki's.

"Hey! Don't walk so fast, dammit!" Watanuki screamed.

Classes in the hallway turned their heads to the screaming heard. Girl's giggled and boys sighed as they heard the familiar sound of two known people arguing – or one just screaming and the other covering his ears.

"Welcome back!" Maru and Moro cheered in unison as they circled around the two. Mokona raised its hand as they neared the main room.

"Yo,"

"What's Yuuko-san doing?" Watanuki asked, putting down his stuff near the room as Domeki did the same.

"Just woke up." Mokona said as Maru and Moro opened the sliding doors.

Watanuki sighed. "Go ahead and greet her, Domeki; I'm going to get sake and dried fish for her."

Domeki nodded and walked in, instantly getting hit by the strong smell of tobacco. His expression didn't change as he saw Yuuko sitting at her couch, smoking her pipe.

"Where's Watanuki?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "He did come today, right?"

"He did," Domeki said. Mokona jumped onto Domeki's shoulder. "He's getting ready your sake and dried fish."

"Hmmm, he's grown into a fine young man; don't you agree?" Yuuko asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Uhhh…" Domeki said, glancing at Yuuko. "Somewhat; he's still an idiot though."

"Who the hell are you calling an idiot?" Watanuki said as he walked into the room, holding a tray of dried fish and sake.

Yuuko clapped her hands in joy. "Watanuki! Have I ever told you how happy I am that I hired you?" She reached over to take the sake and poured it in a cup, downing it in one gulp.

Watanuki scowled at her. "Only when you're desperate." He muttered, handing a cup to Mokona. The black creature jumped as Watanuki poured only a little amount of sake in the mug.

"How mean!" Mokona said when Watanuki pulled back. "That's not as much as you gave Yuuko!"

"I'm more grateful to Yuuko-san than you; you stupid bean bun." Watanuki scowled. "Do you want some, Domeki?"

Domeki kept silent as he held out his cup in anticipation. The megane let out a growl and snatched the cup, quickly pouring the sake in. He thrust the cup back at Domeki, careful not to spill the drink. Domeki grabbed Watanuki's wrist to make sure none was spilt. He heard Watanuki gasp and he looked up as the cup landed in his fingers.

"What?" Domeki asked, taking a sip of the alcohol. Watanuki stood up, not looking at Domeki.

"Nothing," Watanuki walked out, holding his wrist. "I'll warm up more for you drunkards."

Yuuko chuckled. "Now that looks suspicious. What did you do to him, Domeki-kun?"

"Nothing…" Domeki said, staring at the door long after Watanuki disappeared. "When we went to UNI today, there was a spirit almost attached to him."

Yuuko's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean by 'almost'?"

"It was there, hanging over him; but not touching."

"That's odd; were you with him?" Domeki nodded. "What did you do to make it go away?"

"Hugged him," Domeki said, not flinching.

"That would bring your aura around him, so that was a good idea." Yuuko smiled. Her eyes narrowed again. "What happened after that? You seem troubled about something else."

"Kimihiro said that the spirit was really tainted-" Domeki stopped when he saw a certain look in Yuuko's eyes. "He fainted after his second class."

"Was there any details about this class that seemed suspicious to you?" Yuuko asked. Maru and Moro came over with a glass water basin. "Students… Teachers?"

"I was waiting for him after class to go eat in the cafeteria. He took too long, so I checked on him. He was talking to Tsukishima-sensei."

"Hmmm." Yuuko sighed, staring at the water. "How long has this…Tsukishima been teaching?"

"For about a year," Domeki said trying to see what Yuuko saw. "Is there something wrong?"

"I'd watch out for this sensei of Watanuki's." Yuuko frowned. "It isn't clear, but something happened when you weren't with him."

"He said that he dreamt of my grandfather."

Yuuko raised her eyebrows. "Really now," She smiled knowingly. "Haruka?"

Domeki nodded. "I didn't hear the details of it though." Footsteps were heard and Domeki leaned back taking another sip of his sake.

"Here's your next order of sake, ma'am, sir," Watanuki sighed, plopping down. "Give me a break today, Yuuko-san. Pleasee,"

"Well, since you've done well today, and it seems like you had a hard time at university; okay."

Watanuki shot up. "Really?!" He cried. "Yuuko-san, the slave driver is letting me take a break today!" He jumped up and spun around with a stupid happy expression on his face.

"If you call me that again, I'll put you back to work." Yuuko interrupted, calmly sipping her tea. Watanuki froze and quickly sat down. Domeki's mouth twitched, almost turning up into a smile.

Watanuki and Domeki walked out of the shop at 11. Watanuki growled while walking home, complaining that Yuuko was drinking again. Domeki watched in amusement as Watanuki was making wild gestures with his hands.

"She doesn't have to drink that much! Just one or two small bottles of sake would be fine; but nooooo! She has to drink twenty! This is why I never get enough sleep these days."

Watanuki didn't pay attention to Domeki, blinded by useless anger. He absentmindedly swatted at the spirit hanging over his head and sighed. The spirit kept on appearing in front of his face, blinking rapidly. Watanuki's brow started twitching as it didn't go away.

"Stop following me!" He yelled swinging his hands around him. Domeki sighed as he finally saw the creature. He grabbed one of Watanuki's flailing hands and twined his fingers with Watanuki's.

Watanuki gasped as he remembered that Domeki was beside him. "I forgot you were there." He sighed. He glanced up to see the spirit running away. "Thanks…" Watanuki sighed again, slightly squeezing Domeki's hand.

"You're actually allowing me to hold your hand?" Domeki asked, raising an eye brow. Watanuki's face went a little red.

"I'm tired and angry; you're like calming me down in a way." Watanuki said, looking away. They neared Watanuki's apartment and the megane felt a little disappointment rising up in his chest. He shook his head. "I'm NOT disappointed that Domeki's going home."

They climbed up the stairs, still holding hands as they neared Watanuki's apartment, the blue eyed megane unconsciously tightened his grip on Domeki's hand. They stopped in front of Watanuki's apartment door and turned to each other. Domeki kept his grip on Watanuki's hand as he stared at him.

"Thanks for walking me…" Watanuki grumbled. "Can you let go now?"

"I'd rather not," Domeki said, stepping closer. Watanuki turned his head, trying not to look at the man.

"It's getting harder and harder for me to find reasons to get mad at you." Watanuki muttered, looking down. "You're so fucking gentle that it's making me confused."

"Do you want me to be mean?" Domeki asked.

Watanuki quickly shook his head. "You gave me the answer to why you're so fucking gentle today." He muttered, his cheeks slowly getting red.

"Do you want me to tell you again?" Domeki smiled, leaning to Watanuki's ear. "Kimihiro?"

Watanuki flinched as Domeki's breath hit his ear. "A-ah…"

Domeki chuckled. He pulled away a little and kissed Watanuki's cheek. "'Night, Kimihiro." He let go of Watanuki's hand which quickly went cold without the warmth.

"Good night…" Watanuki muttered, looking up to Domeki's back. "Shizuka…" He whispered, quickly unlocking the door and going in.

Watanuki rested his back on the door after the closed it, squeezing his eyes. His heart was beating fast and he slowly breathed, trying to calm it down.

"Damn it…"

The next day consisted of more suffering in University. Tsukishima's class came around and Watanuki was tired. His mind was racing the night before and he went to sleep at two. This morning he woke up at seven; granting him five hours of sleep.

He and Domeki walked to UNI with light conversation. Domeki noticed that Watanuki was tired and didn't want to make him angry. And he did start to agree that he was getting nicer. Before, Domeki would bother him until he lost his voice from yelling.

Watanuki couldn't argue that Domeki was getting kind. It was different than usual and somehow it felt refreshing to Watanuki. But he was glad that Domeki was still mean to him at times; it gave a chance for some reminiscing.

Tsukishima looked at the clock and saw that class was almost over.

"Well, since it's a Friday I'll give the remaining fifteen minutes for free time." Tsukishima said, putting together papers. "You're free to leave for your next class."

Watanuki sighed, snapping back to reality. He didn't pay attention again.

"I'm going to have to ask someone for notes…" Watanuki thought, looking around. He saw Rima sitting near him and he leaned over. "Rima-san," She turned to him, eyes widening when she noticed that Watanuki called her.

"Y-yes?" She stutters. He smiled as the shy woman responded.

"Do you have any notes about today's lecture?" He asks, smiling apologetically. "I was zoned out the whole time."

"I do, actually." Rima giggles, picking up her notebook. "Do you want to take a picture?"

"If you don't mind…" Watanuki says, reaching in his pocket for his phone. Rima shakes her head.

"No, it's fine; go ahead." She smiles, turning back to the front.

Watanuki quickly switched to his camera and angled the notebook to get a clear shot. After he was finished, he looked over the notes and appreciated how neat they were. "Rima-san," She turns around again. "You take really clean notes; it looks really easy to understand."

"T-thank you, Watanuki-san." Rima blushes. "I like to be organized; especially when it comes to school work."

"You can never be too careful, right?" Watanuki laughs. Rima stares at him.

"Yes, I agree." She smiles fondly at Watanuki. Watanuki realizes that he still has the notebook and closes it.

He hands back the notebook to Rima. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Rima smiles, turning back. Watanuki glanced at his phone to see class almost over and looked up.

"Ah-" Domeki was standing at the class entrance, staring at him.