Hotel Loveless

Author: Chakura

Pairing: WxD

Warning: Shounen-ai and Un-beta

Disclaimer: Sadly again not mines :sniffle:

Note: Sorry for the looonnnggg wait ;; I just got so busy with school work that I didn't have time to write it out especially since I wanna try and make the chapters longer. I'm never good with multi-chap fics lol as it can be seen from my other xxxholic fic "Tomodachi?" I promise to be better and turn out the next chapters faster. Thank you for all your support. Now please enjoy the chapter

Whatever Doumeki was going to say was cut off by a loud glass-shattering scream. Both took off to the direction of the scream and found other guest members had the same idea. Watanuki tired and nudged his way closer to see what had happened. Doumeki apparently had a different tactic. Instead of trying to get closer to the scene, he turned to the cute waitress that took their order and asked her what had happened.

"I really don't know, but from what I had gather it seem as if that man in the blue suit had attacked a young lady." She was cut off by an elderly woman, " No deary that's not what happened."

The elderly lady bent her head lowered and whispered, "In fact it was the young lady who had attack that young man. Apparently she was in love with the man but he already had a family. It seemed that it was too much to bear for her and she finally confessed, but he rejected her. That is when she attacked."

"Even so would something like that trigger her off?" Hiromi asked.

"Love is fickle thing deary."

In the meantime Watanuki was finally able to make it closer to the center as the crowd. What he saw almost made him gagged. It was nothing physical that caused the reaction. The girl was handcuffed and the guy who was attack was sporting a deep cut on his left cheek, which was being attended to by a medic. It was something spiritual. A wisp was a thing was spiraling itself out of her chest and slowly transformed into what looks like claws with wings. It was slightly familiar Watanuki thought as he watched it float itself away.

"Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Watanuki turned and found himself again looking into a pair of dark blue eyes.

"You look a little pale. Are you sure you're not coming down with anything?" Tatsuha asked.

"Iie, I'm fine."

"At this rate this hotel would be shut down soon."

"How long has this been happening?"

"Hmmm let's see if we counted the every first violent incident maybe like six months ago? But if you count all the other arguing and complaints then I think a year?"

"And it took you this long to seek help?" Doumeki asked.

"Oh hey, the quiet one. Been wondering where you went."

Doumeki just stared at him waiting for an answer.

"Hey look its almost five, dinner should be starting. Lets talk at some place more discreet."

They ended back at the cafe, this time with Tastuha joining them. All placed their order to Hiromi who left after giving a wink to Doumeki.

"Hey I think Hiromi-chan likes ya." Tatsuha nudged Doumeki in the arm, to which Doumeki pointedly ignored.

"Back to the question. Why you didn't do anything before?"

"Stubborn aren't ya? How do you deal with him?"

"I don't." Watanuki answered wearily.

"Look, the deal was that it was never anything serious. Sure there had been many love spats and sometime they get a big aggressive, but only recently its been getting really violent like what you saw back there."

"What actually happened back there?" Watanuki asked.

"The girl was in loved with the guy. The guy had a family. Girl confessed later on. Guy rejected her, and then she attacked." Doumeki answered simply.

"As you see it started of simply but always ended up violent. This had been happening at greater frequency and may people refused to come back, thinking this place sets people off. You come in sane and you leave crazy."

"Eh?" Watanuki looked confused

"Well most of the incident had to do with a spurned love. The people will come in here perfectly normal and quiet. Like this one incident a month ago that had to do with these two high school kids that ended up with one being pushed down a flight of stairs. The thing was that the guy who did it would never strike you as the violent type. He was quiet, studious, and always polite. I have seen him a couple of time reading a book in the corner when all the other students were having fun. Then a week he killed someone. I heard that a couple of days before the accident the guy had confessed to another guy that he was in love with him. When the guy rejected him, he got increasingly more aggressive in his, let say 'show of affection.' Then the final act was when the guy told him it was never gonna happen, it was the straw that broke the camel's back. He apparently said that if he can't have him no one would have him and pushed him down the stairs." Tatsuha finished. Any further question was put on paused as the food arrived. This time Hiromi not only winked at Douemki again, but also gave him a little air kiss.

Tatsuha laughed, "Man she got it bad for you."

"Hn." Douemki looked unimpressed.

"I can't fathom why any girl would like the jerk." Watanuki mumbled to himself. Out loud he asked, "What happened to the one who got arrested?"

"You see that now this is the funny part and the reason why you guys are here. Afterwards the person just goes into a catatonic like state. They won't talk, eat or do anything. Its like the life was sucked out of them."

Watanuki scrunched his face in deep thought. The wings, the catatonic state, the seemly lost of control. This is sounding awfully familiar but he could not place how and why. It was a nagging feeling that gnaws at him. Through out dinner, Watanuki had trouble paying attention to what was going. He cannot help but think he should know something about this. The dinner was interrupted when Tatsuha was called due to a problem at the front desk with one of the guest members. Watanuki and Doumeki took this as a cue to leave.

"What's wrong?" Doumeki asked once they got back to their room.

"What you mean?"

"You have been distracted all through dinner and before at the incident you didn't look so well." Doumeki paused a bit, "Spirits again?"

"Yeah. It was coming out from that girl. It was wispy but it kinda looked like bird claws attached to a pair of wings. I had a feeling that I have seen them before"

"You probably have"

"And how would you know that?"

"I don't."

"Well then don't go making smart ass comments like that!" Watanuki fumed.

"Was it similar to the wings on the girl who tried to attack you?"

Realization struck Watanuki hard. That was where he had seen it. Watanuki explained to Doumeki what Yuuko had told him about the wings. About how the wings suppressed one's self control, something that is more important than love as Yuuko said, and later the wings would suck the soul out of the body leaving a shell of a body. Yuuko had warned him about being "game" and now Watanuki wonder if what was happening here was the same thing as before1. Before he could delve further in thought the room phone rang.

"Moshi moshi?"

"Watanuki what had I told you bout being careful huh?" A musical and slightly drunk voiced asked.

"Yuuko?"

"Who else you dummy? Check you duffle bag. There is something in there that should be helpful. I hope you and Doumeki could get along, especially since there is only one bed." The woman cackled.

"How do you know about that!" But all Watanuki could hear was the dial tone.

Watanuki slammed down the phone, "Damn that woman!"

"What did she say?"

"To check my duffle bag."

"Why?"

"How should I know!" Watanuki went to unzip his duffle bag. "When did she have time to put something in my bag? I didn't even visit her the day I left." Watanuki mused. As he peered into his bag, not knowing what to looking, he saw something move from the corner of the bag. Taking a closer look he saw something like a black ball stuffed into the side. Suddenly that black ball uncurled itself and jumped on top of Watanuki's head.

"Mokona is here!"

"Waahhhh!"

"Be quiet."

"Don't tell me to be quiet!"

"Mokona wants a drink!"

"Baka."

"Don't call me that!"

"Beer! Beer! Beer!"

"Hn"

"Don't 'hn' me, you jerk!"

"Beer! Beer! Beer!"

There was a knock on the door, "Hey is everything all right in there? You guys are making a lot of noise."

Watanuki grabbed Mokona off his head and clamp a hand over its mouth, "Gomen, nothing is wrong. We'll promise to be quiet."

"All right then," there was a pause before Tatsuha continued, "Oh yeah, Wata-chan the offer still stands. Goodnight guys."

Silence.

The black puff ball wriggle itself free and hopped onto Doumeki's shoulder, "Mokona wants beer!"

"We don't have any!"

"We can order up some." Doumeki stated

"Oh yeah let's order some especially since we're under age." Watanuki hissed but saw that Doumeki was already on the phone ordering some beers.

"How did you do that?"

"Hiromi."

"Oh."

With the alcoholic urges of the black puffball stated and having drunk a couple themselves, Watanuki felt dozy. It was late and Watanuki wanted to get to bed. Looking at the bed and then back at Doumeki, it seemed like he knows what Watanuki line of thought was.

Taking off his shirt and pants, leaving him in just a tank top and boxers. Doumeki climbed in to bed, "I'm not sleeping on the floor," and with that he promptly fell asleep.

Looking at the clock and seeing that it was already one in the morning, going to Tatsuha's room was out. He didn't want to wake the guy, but then again he really didn't want to sleep next to Doumeki. Looking at the door and then back at the bed, which Doumeki now occupied the right half of it, Watanuki finally made up his decision. He changed into his pajamas and climbed into the other side of the bed, hoping that sleep will come quickly.

TBC

1 From book, I think, 3. The one w/ the pipefox.

Enjoyed it? Well that is it for now. Hopefully the next chapter will be posted up a lot sooner than this one ;; heh heh. Arigatou minna-san for putting up with the long delay. I really appreciate it. I hoped this chapter did not let you down after the wait. Please comment and/or make suggestions, onegaishimasu. It may make my lazy ass work quicker than before.