This chappie dedicated to Mercurial Phoenix for sending me a screenshot when this story's reviews hit 104. Which was awesome. lol
Doumeki wasn't in school. But somehow, it felt weird to think the idiot could actualy catch a cold or something.
"Are you going to check on him after school?" Himawari asked.
He denied it over and over but they both knew he would.
He had to wait until he finished at Yuko's before he could go. He didn't want Doumeki to make him late. Such a thing would only get him deeper in debt.
So the sun was already starting to set when he arrived at the shrine. Mrs.Doumeki welcomed him with a smile and a hug.
"Oh, I was beggining to think Shizuka had upset you. You haven't been by in some time."
Watanuki smiled and hugged her back.
"Well, you know where he is. Thankyou for stopping by."
Watanuki made his way to the archer's room to find him curled up and fast asleep. It crossed his mind that he shouldn't bother him. He needed his rest. But at the same time, he wanted to be there.
He crossed the room quietly and sat down near the futon, his back leaning on the wall. For a while he just sat there, staring at the opposite wall. But it got boring fast. Watanuki was the type of person who needed to be doing something.
He looked about, trying to find something to keep himself busy. But there wasn't much of anything there that caught his attention. Except the boy sleeping a few feet away.
No matter how he tried, his eyes kept coming back to the slumbering figure. Finaly, he crawled over to where Doumeki lay, and settled himself down near his head. He wondered if Doumeki could sense someone watching him while he slept. He doubted it. Doumeki was too thick to notice something like that.
He didn't realize he was doing it at first. And when he did realize it, he was a bit shocked with himself, but he didn't stop. His fingers had been sweeping through Doumeki's dark hair all on their own.
Well, not really. Fingers didn't move on their own. But Watanuki pretended that his did.
He just sat there, gently brushing through the other's hair with his fingers and not really paying much mind to anything else. Something about it was just really nice.
His attention was so focused on what he was doing that his heart jumped into his throat when he heard a low voice.
"Oy."
He retracted his fingers as though he'd touched something unbearably hot and swallowed back a rude retort to being scared out of his wits. He didn't want to alarm Mrs.Doumeki with his shouting.
He settled instead for glaring down at Doumeki. Doumeki raised an eyebrow, but otherwise didn't do anything but lay there.
"Himawari-Chan was worried about you. So I came over to check for her. Don't even think I was actualy worried about you." Watanuki finaly snapped.
"You were smiling."
Of course. He would say something completly unrelated and pointless.
"What?"
"You were smiling."
Watanuki frowned. "What on earth are you blabbering about now? I think that pea you call a brain melted from your fever."
"When you were running your fingers through my hair."
Watanuki felt his face heat up a little. But before he could fire a retort, Doumeki had rolled over.
"If you want to, you can continue. I don't mind."
Watanuki growled, stood up and left the room. Doumeki just smirked at the nice view he got of Watanuki's retreating backside.
Oh yeah. I was so tempted to put the kiss in there...But I wanna save the kiss for the last chapter. Or second to last. But anyway, enjoy!