While He Was Sleeping

It hadn't taken him long to come to the decision. For hours upon hours of driving the road had been a single, endless stretch. And if, however unlikely it was, he came up a diversion, all he had to do was pull off and wait for Watanuki to wake.

So Doumkei, finished with his musings, trudged around the truck, opened the driver side door, and gently maneuvered the quiescent man into his arms. Then, he went back around (the long way, around the bed), and deposited him- carefully, carefully!- into the passenger seat. This was more difficult than it sounds- and indeed, it already does so sound- as the slumbering mechanic had been curled up against the door. And once Doumeki opened the door, his support was taken away and he tumbled, groundward-bound. Then he had to arrange him in a similar position in the opposite seat and…

Doumeki, snapping his wrist to close the door, hovered his hands above Two-and-Ten, pausing. He knew he could drive, he could, but he'd never done it before…

With a final shrug, he bent to turn the key.

***

Watanuki could not place himself when he first came-to. Understandably, as he quite clearly remembered a parked car. Quite clearly, really.

His question came out fuzzy. It sounded something like, "Mummgh?" But Doumeki seemed to understand it all the same.

Without moving his hands, which gripped the wheel, or his eyes, which diligently watched the road, he answered. "We're driving."

Watanuki, blinking owlishly, and failing at resisting the urge to yawn, clarified, "You're driving,"

"Yes."

"Where did you learn to do that?"

He gestured with his head to the glove compartment. "Owner's Manual."

"…Huh."

"Is the road straight all the way to Wintervale?"

"Uh…yeah,"

Hearing that, Doumeki nodded resolutely. He didn't look like he was planning to hand his post over anytime soon.

Watanuki noticed this, and settled back with a groggy sigh, content to just sit and watch. It had been a long since he himself had been past the borders of the city; he could enjoy the scenery as well as anyone.

…Wait a minute. How had he ended up in the passenger seat?

Sorry for the quality of this chapter, guys. It's what seems to happen when I ride a kick for too long...next one is better, I think, and Wintervale's image is getting clearer in my head, so it'll be fun to write the descripition for that city :D

Ohz yes, officially I'm still grounded, but it seems to be letting up...(the "I've got homework due!" excuse works reeeeaaaaal well at my house too).

So...feel free to bash. Cuz I'm kind of thinkin' it deserves it! (Not fishing for reassurance/compliments either, honestly).

-Oceans