I do not own XxxHolic or any of its characters, only Clamp does. I wish I did, but sadly I don't. Any thing I write is pure fiction and although it may have references from the actual story, it isn't the true story. So don't complain if it doesn't go like you want it to.
Also, there will be some implied boy x boy and yaoi, so if you don't like that kind of stuff, than don't read this.
Enjoy!
~Reiya
G- Grace
He stood in the kitchen and watched him work. It was like a dance, the way he moved through the kitchen, never doing the same thing twice and yet still able to get everything done.
Not many would think it, but Watanuki was very graceful. It was like this was his way of showing emotion. Each dish he created a creation of this dance and his own emotions.
He always hid behind that mask, screaming and ranting to hide the fact that he was lonely. But it always showed itself in his cooking. It was one of the things he looked forward to every day, to sample his cooking and see what he had been feeling when he made it.
At the moment, he appeared to be paranoid, because he kept looking over his shoulder to glance at him before turning back around.
Finally he asked aloud, "Why are you staring at me?" Watanuki kept his back to him as he waited for the answer.
Smiling, he walked towards him quietly until he was behind him. Wrapping his arms around his waist, he pulled him back and whispered into his ear, "Because you're very graceful and fun to watch."
He watched the blush work its way across his face and down his neck. "Oh." He squawked out, not sure how to respond. "T-thank you." He finally stammered out, keeping his eyes averted, but leaning into his chest, a small smile on his lips.
Aww, they're so cute together. I felt like making this extra fluffy just because I was in the mood for it. You know Doumeki's getting extra portions in his lunch now because of that comment.
The next chapter is H-Home and should be up shortly if it isn't by the time you finish reading this.
Until Next Time
~Reiya
