Title: Choux Pastry Heart

Word Count: 198

Disclaimer: I think this is the only one with actual interactive dialoge, and isn't all angsty

Disclaimer: not mine...yeah, finally coming to terms with that.

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"So, it wasn't supposed to be heart?" He asked emotionlessly, as if his mistake for a confession wasn't staring him in the face.

"NO!" Watanuki sputtered quickly, trying not to look the stoic man in the face. "It just rose that way in the oven." He huffed. Doumeki looked down at the innocent pastry.

"And this one just happened to be the one you gave me." He questioned again still not fully convinced. Watanuki began his failing, desperately trying to justify this new piece of evidence.

"I-I didn't know there was one that even ended up that way! And if it had I would have given it to Himawa-" He started but stopped when Doumeki spoke.

"They say that art reflects life, whether the artist is aware or not." And then finally he bit into the flakey, delectable food.

Watanuki's face brightened and his checks puffed out. "What does that mean!!"

"It means," Doumeki stated in-between bites. "that the fact that I got the choux pastry in the shape of heart means something." The final bite, a clap of the hands. "Goichisama." And then Doumeki walked away, leaving Watanuki with his private thoughts and a rather red face.