They were walking to his last class for the day, the hallway empty, as the bell had sounded two minutes ago. Watanuki however, who was usually very prompt in getting to his classes was not in the mood to walk any faster, his spirits having left him in a mass exodus after having to lie to the love of his life.
Watanuki slumped over and gave out a great heave and sigh.
"What's wrong with you?" Doumeki questioned, and Watanuki turned level eyes on the insensitive bastard before sighing again. He leaned up against a wall, his long arms dangling at his sides like spaghetti, as he moped and sighed some more.
"Did I do something?" Doumeki asked, his question not sounding apologetic at all.
"You always do some-thing." Watanuki said and continued to slouch.
Doumeki without any impetus stepped forward, and Watanuki could now see the archer's shadow thrown across his body and the wall, the orange light of the sun streaming in from the open windows running along the school building and turning their shadows into nothing but sharp angles and lines.
"Maybe you should take a break." Doumeki said and his shadow seemed to cover Watanuki, the light from the window being blocked out by his body.
"Easy for you to say." Watanuki sighed and noticed that Doumeki was far closer to him than propriety should have ever allowed. Watanuki found himself shrinking into the wall.
"Eh, what are you doing?" he asked nervously because Doumeki was boxing him in.
"I thought I should give you a break." Doumeki said in that completely nonchalant tone, like that would explain the reason why he was right in Watanuki's face.
"Okay…well-that's--um…" Watanuki stuttered, panicking as he closed his eyes and stuck his hands out to push Doumeki away. "Okay--that's enough. I'm feeling claustrophobic, so please MOVE!" Watanuki practically shouted that last part, wishing to high heaven that he had gone to class early instead of stalling in the hallways.
Doumeki was still standing there with that stupidly serious look on his face, one of his hands now braced against the wall to Watanuki's left. "You make everything harder than it has to be." Doumeki said and leaned in.
"Me! You're the fucking ghost her-" But before he could let that barb go, Doumeki had pressed his mouth to his and Watanuki had gone so limp he thought he'd slide to the floor, however the sudden dark of unconsciousness crept up on him before that could happen.