Fandom: XXXHOLiC
Characters: Watanuki Kimihiro, Doumeki Shizuka, Ichihara Yuuko
Theme: 26 – Shower of Stars
Warnings/Ratings: There's maybe a "bastard" thrown in somewhere.
In A Nutshell: Stars were falling, it seemed.
Disclaimer: I don't own Holic. It's been a while since I've said that in a full sentence.

"Is there something to celebrate other than irritating me?" The twins seemed saddened by this response, but Mokona continued throwing the star-shaped pieces of confetti at his head. Instead of ripping the obnoxious creature to shreds as he so often wished to do, he went to Yuuko, who had probably drunk herself into a stupor by now.

"What's with the confetti?" It was probably her fault. It was always her fault.

"Tonight is a night of great revelations!" She slurred excitedly from the floor, where she was splayed out with several empty bottles of alcohol, smoking a pipe. Watanuki sighed, putting on his apron and brushing some of the shiny stuff out of his hair.

She let him off of work early under the condition that he take Doumeki with him to some dark, obscure, and faintly dangerous-sounding place. The directions she gave him to get to the place were insane and irrational, but he knew that there probably wasn't any other way to get to it. He also knew that she would have a way of knowing if he didn't drag the idiot with him, so drag he did. The idea of being in a dark, obscure, and faintly dangerous-sounding place with Doumeki was quite scary, but not as scary as the idea of being in a dark, obscure, and faintly dangerous-sounding place without Doumeki. What an impossible situation.

"What are we here for?"

"She said we would know it when we saw it. I swear, if she got any more subtle then she would stop talking and just communicate through smirks and giggles." He would have said more (much, much more) on that subject, but what they were there for had started and absolutely stunned him.

Stars were falling, it seemed. He could hear a weak weeping and guessed they weren't too happy about this new development. It was a little sad but it didn't really matter; this probably wasn't even in their reality, anyway.

It may have been a pretty sight, but he hated very much having to share it with Doumeki. He hated sharing anything with the bastard as of late, after he had roused from unconsciousness to find the archer's tongue in his mouth. He had pretended to still be out, just to see what else would happen. Luckily, it wasn't much more than that or he would have had to injure the pervert grievously.

Yet if he wasn't here, the spirits would be. It was so humiliating that he needed him around like that. That was just it, wasn't it? He needed him. Damn it. Was this what Yuuko had meant about revelations? Damn it all.

"This doesn't really exist, does it?" The archer inquired.

"Probably has more to do with what you consider 'existing.'" The response was curt; it was always curt.

"Does that mean that we, at the moment, don't exist either?"

"Don't be stupid."

He needed him. He didn't have to love him or even like him, he just needed him. God damn it.

This was... random.