Watari's Vacation Epilogue

By Julie

Disclaimer: tofu.

Whee, the epilogue. Ooh, I wanted to tell you all that I am madly in love with Kijin. And Oriya. Maybe I should draw a OriyaxKijin picture...okay, that's just scary, but I love the idea *runs off to draw* XD

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Watari sat on one of the huge rocks on the beach, gazing off into the distance at the reflection of the sun on the glimmering blue water. He wasn't doing anything, just thinking...daydreaming. His honey-gold hair fluttered in the sea breeze, lifting it, swirling the silky strands around his face and back.

As the tide touched his feet, Watari felt a hand stroking through his hair, caressing the soft strands. Then he felt that same hand slide down and curl around his waist. He closed his eyes in content and leaned back into Tatsumi's chest.

Soft lips touched his ear and a low, silky voice murmured, "We should get going."

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"DOOONE!!!" Tsuzuki exclaimed happily.

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"Leeet's see how Kurosaki-kun did with that paperwork." Tatsumi held Watari's hand and pushed open the door of his office.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TATSUMI~!!!!" The staff of EnMaCho cheered. Confetti rained down on the two stunned shinigami.

"What? My birthday's in Decem--holy FU--"

Hisoka smiled inwardly. Someone was using his word, yay.

There were paper decorations all over the room. Paper from his paperwork. Folded paper cranes hung from the ceiling, and folded paper airplanes from the people who were origami-illiterate. Origami from his paperwork. Big banners that had "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TATSUMI" scrawled on them hung around the room. The banners were made out of many pieces of paper taped together. Paper from his paperwork. Some of the shinigami were holding presents. Wrapped with paper from his paperwork. Long ribbons graced the ceilings. Long ribbons made from paper from his paperwork.

And--he checked--yes, a scrap of confetti in Watari's hair had half a yen sign on it. Confetti made from his paperwork.

Holy fuck.

Tatsumi saw spots for a second and almost staggered back a pace. "What did you DO, Kurosaki-kun?!" He rounded on Hisoka.

Hisoka shrugged and winced ever so slightly under Tatsumi's Glare o' Death.

"Sometimes, if you do the job badly enough, you don't get asked to do it again. Although, I have a question. How do you DO that?!" Tsuzuki piped up.

Tatsumi narrowed his eyes at the Divine Commander of the Twelve Gods.

The Divine Commander of the Twelve Gods winced and quickly changed the subject, "So, what happened during the vacation? Tell us, Watari! Did you two get together??"

Tatsumi quickly let go of Watari's hand, a subtle action that did not go unnoticed by the other shinigami. He looked off to the side.

Watari did not catch the hint. "Yup! We did!" He declared, very enthusiastically.

Tatsumi blushed. Wakaba clapped and giggled. "Oh, goody!"

Tsuzuki grinned. "Okay..." he started, "Since you seem to be in a good mood, Watari, would now be a good time to tell you that I uh...did stuff to your potions?"

Watari's eyes widened, then narrowed. He growled and tackled Tsuzuki. "YOU PLAYED WITH MY POTIONS?! DO YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS THAT IS?!?"

Watari bit Tsuzuki's arm.

"Gack!" The purple-eyed man wailed. "That's the fifth time this week~~!" He pushed up his left sleeve to examine the damage. "I was just KIDDING, Watari!!"

Watari shrugged. "Oh. Sorry."

Tatsumi and Terazuma stood off to the side with odd expressions on their faces. Saya and Yuma chased Hisoka around the room, brandishing a...a pink bikini and matching thong. Hisoka ran to the space between Tatsumi and Terazuma, flattening himself against the wall, giving Glare o' Deaths to the two girls.

Terazuma elbowed Hisoka. "Hey kid, want a smoke?"

"No!" Tsuzuki popped up, smothered Hisoka in a protective hug, and glared at Terazuma. "Always say no to drugs, Soka-chan!"

Terazuma shrugged and took a deep drag on his ciggy. "More for me."

"I'm surrounded by idiots..." The ashy-blond muttered.

End

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I have a really really bad cold...or maybe it's just allergies. Darn season.

*poooooke*

Julie

5/8/03