My first XXXHolic fanfic! Yay!

Disclaimer: XXXHolic is in no way mine, it is the creation of CLAMP. KFC (Kentucky Fried Chicken) has never contacted me for advertisement and I own no part of it.

Watanuki danced about.

"Himawari-chan! I can't believe it Yûko-san… Himawari-chan asked me out on a date!"

Yûko looked at him as she put down her pipe. "Specifically, a date?" Yûko asked in her devilishly smooth voice.

"Well…" Watanuki stopped dancing and making his arms all rubbery and thought a moment. "She told me she wanted to be alone with me…"

Yûko winced at him. "Dômeki should go along too. You should bring Mokona, also"

Watanuki got angry. "ARGH! WHY! WHY HIM! Wait… but why Mokona?"

Yûko put her hands together and dreamily said: "I just want to see my Watanuki on his first date!"

Watanuki smiled and said "oh haha, wait. WHAT DO YOU MEAN! 'MY WATANUKI!'"

Yûko laughed "hehn hehn. Well you should be off, getting ready for the big night!"

"How'd you know it was tonight?" Watanuki asked with great wonder.

Yûko grinned her sly grin and said "I'll have to have take out tonight, I'll just deduct it from your pay…"

Watanuki sighed "I'll just bring Himawari here for dinner then…I don't need anymore deducted or I'll be working here forever!"

Yûko raised her head in victory. "Haha! Watanuki, you're such a quick thinker. Let's go shopping!"

Watanuki held out his arm with the back of his hand facing Yûko. "WAIT JUST A MINUTE! What do you mean 'shopping'?"

Yûko laughed "hehn heh heh. For dinner tonight! Aren't I such a lovely soul for letting you do that without pay?"

Watanuki shook his arms up and down. "BUT MY TIME FOR THE DAY IS ALMOST UP!" he yelled.

Yûko laughed softly "heh heh heh" She got up from her seat and meandered to her room where Maro and Moro helped her change clothes.

Watanuki put on his super cool long coat, for it was chilly that day. He checked the time before running out the door , he had a few hours left. He pulled his coat on tighter. The market had everything he needed for the night. He was looking at the final items he needed when he heard a very cheerful voice chime out "Watanuki-kun! Watanuki-kun!"

He turned around. "Hi-Himawari-chan!" He said with utter delight. His emotions had suddenly changed as he saw Dômeki.

"Hello, Watanuki-kun! Dômeki and I were just shopping for tonight! Where are you taking us out to?"

Watanuki thought a bit. Didn't she saw she wanted to be alone with just him? He recalled the moment when she asked. She said: "Watanuki, would you like to take me and Dômeki out to dinner, alone?" OH GAH! STUPID MISHEARING! Watanuki went through a mix of emotions before putting on a happy face and saying "Well, I was thinking just bringing you all to Yûko-san's and I'll cook!"

Himawari-chan smiled. "I'm so glad you agreed to do this! Next time I'll take you both out and Dômeki, would you mind taking us out then?"

Dômeki said "sure" no emotion present.

Watanuki waved to them and told them where to go and that he'd see them in time. He cursed to himself and imagined the pure humiliation that Yûko would surely spill upon him.

Watanuki stepped into Yûko's house again and smelled something burning and the sound of clanging in the kitchen. He dropped the groceries and ran to the kitchen.

"YÛKO-SAN! WHA-WhA-WHA-wha!" He looked around frantically. Yûko-san waved a flaming frying pan at him and said "welcome back Watanuki! Hm hm hm hm!"

"Don't you giggle at me! And but that down! PUT IT OUT! YÛKO-SAN! YOU'RE GOING TO CATCH FIRE TO THE HOUSE!" Watanuki exclaimed and screamed as the black Mokona bounced with a mini bottle of sake.

Yûko giggled, her hair tied up, wearing a chef apron and a chef's hat with bows and burnt holes in it. "What, Watanuki? You don't like my cooking?" She made a fake sad face.

Watanuki shooed her out of the kitchen and frantically cleaned it up and began to cook as soon as the last crumb was picked up. He was making Tako Yaki, he had begun to prepare it earlier and he was finishing it up, now working on the side dishes.

Yûko sat in the dinning room (wherever that may be in Yûko's house) drinking some fine whiskey. Mokona took small swigs, and Yûko chugged half her glass at one point. She decided to put away the hard stuff and go to the cheap stuff. She pulled out a can of beer.

Watanuki cooked with great skill and speed in the kitchen. He had been off the job for a few minutes for a break, which he wasted on going to the store.

"Oh well" he thought, cooking away, "At least there's a possibility that Himawari-chan will get a chance to try my tako-yaki."

A loud "hello" came from the from door entrance. Himawari's voice came piercing through the walls into Watanuki's ears. He jumped for joy and skipped over to greet her. Oh yeah, and Dômeki.

"Welcome Himawari-chan" he bowed, stopped and then looked up. "errr…hello Dômeki, w….w-welcome."

Dômeki folded his arms "Thanks for having us over."

"Quiet YOU! I only agreed to this because Himawari-chan suggested it and anything she says is fine with me! Hmph!"

Dômeki put his hands over his ears. "Oh shut up" he said, same as always.

Himawari, of course, heard none of this. She was talking to Yûko, but now simply admiring the décor. Yûko had disappeared.

After Watanuki and Dômeki were done squabbling, Watanuki stopped. "Wait… Where… Where's Yûko?"

Dômeki sniffed the air. "Do I smell something burning?"

Watanuki put his hands on the sides of his head. "OH NO! YÛKO! DAMMIT!" He ran for the kitchen.

Yûko was stirring away at the dishes and other pots and foods Watanuki had worked hard to prepare. Drunk in the moment.

Watanuki put out the small fires and turned to Yûko, whom it took a lot for her to get drunk. Watanuki gave her a look of almost pity. "Come on Yûko," he said softly "Go to bed"

Yûko must've either just gotten carried away with drinking or had something she wanted to hide from someone that was there that night by drinking so much she had to be put away, but Watanuki just helped her to her room and Maru and Moro helped her change.

When he came back into the kitchen, he looked at the wreckage of burnt food. He sighed and went back to the dining area. Himawari sat alone with a glass of water that apparently Yûko had given her before she nearly set the house on fire.

"Where's Dômeki?" Watanuki asked, taking off his apron and bandana.

"Oh, he went to get some Kentucky Fried Chicken. He said he should go get something because it sounds like something unexpected with the food was going on." Himawari said, cheerful as ever.

"Eh? KFC? Argh, now I guess I owe him at least two lunches. Oh well, guess it was coming? Rotten Luck…" Watanuki began to mumble to himself.

Dômeki walked in soon after carrying a bucket of KFC. "Hey, I'm back"

Himawari clapped her hands with delight. "Thanks Dômeki-kun!" She loved KFC.

Watanuki snorted to himself "showoff…" Then went to get plates to eat off of. Meanwhile Yûko was in her room slightly hung-over. She got up and Maru and Moro changed her clothes.

She ran for the medicine cabinet in her bathroom. "Eki….Eki, Eki Eki-Kyabe.Where is it… Ah-ha." She fiddled around with the bottle of Eki-Kyabe and took the top off. She smelled it, it was horrible, but she drank it down. She walked from her room to the dinning area where everyone was beginning to munch on their pieces of chicken, even little Mokona had a plate at the table.

"Y-Yûko-san! Are you feeling better?" asked Watanuki, his mouth partially full of chicken.

Yûko grinned. "I was always just fine, you didn't have to send me to bed, Watanuki. OH my, but I must apologize for your meal."

Dômeki swallowed the bit of crunchy KFC in his mouth. "Would you like some?"

Yûko sat down with a nice smile on. "Why, thank you. You're the one who went out and bought this, aren't you?" She said cheerfully, taking a piece of chick and opening a can of Sapporo Beer.

Dômeki nodded and Yûko looked over at Watanuki, catching his eye. "Well, I guess Watanuki owes you a favor or two?"

"WHAT! You don't have to tell him that, but it was you that messed my dinner!" Watanuki pointed at her and yelled.

Himawari's phone rang at this point, but by then she was quite full already. "Excuse me," she said, "I'll be back soon. I don't want to be rude."

Watanuki paid no attention to her, other than nodding his head with a weak smile to her. "It's fine Kunogi-san" said Dômeki as she stepped out.

Watanuki went back to Yûko, whom was drinking and eating away. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself? It's not my fault you messed up the dinner, shouldn't you owe Dômeki something?"

Yûko sipped her beer, she sensed something was going to happen that she wasn't going to like. "You should have kept better watch on me then, this was your dinner and not mine."

Watanuki was frustrated now. "I would've taken Dômeki and Himawari out if I didn't have to cook for you every night! This is partly YOUR dinner too!"

Yûko tried to lighten it a bit, she didn't like where this was going. "I was only trying to help." She laughed "Let it go, what's another two favors for Dômeki anyway?"

Watanuki had just about lost it. "No, Yûko-san. You were drunk, not helping! This isn't a time to laugh and it's not about Dômeki's favors. I've had it with you messing making me go deeper in debt with you, your treatment of me, I just never really cared, but now I do because you just up and ruined everything!"

Mokona hid between Dômeki's elbow and side. Watanuki was pointing close at Yûko's face. She wasn't scared, but knew something was going to explode. "This dinner was going to be fine, even if Dômeki was here, but you had to get drunker than usual and RUIN IT ALL! I HATE YOU, YÛKO-SAN, GO AWAY!"

Yûko dropped her less that half full can on the table. Dômeki looked up, eyes wide. Watanuki realized what he had said, and it hit him hard. Yûko wasn't expecting him to say that, but tried to shake it off. She looked shocked and somewhat hurt, though.

"Ah… Yûko-san…I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean it…" Watanuki felt a great deal of remorse.

Yûko broke her shocked face into a smile. "It's alright Watanuki, I know you don't really hate me. Now, let's break that awkwardness and finish this bucket before it gets any colder!" She picked up the can that was tipped as it fell, but didn't spill.

Mokona jumped back on the table and Dômeki shot a look at Watanuki. Watanuki just looked down at the new piece of chicken Yûko had put on his plate. "Nothing ever fazes her…" he thought to himself.

But boy was he wrong. Yûko wasn't hurt really, but something inside of her, just something very small, shattered.

Himawari came back in. "Sorry I was gone so long, I had a bit of a spat with my mother over the phone, but we worked it out."

Watanuki looked over at Yûko who was nodding and saying "That's good, it's best to fix things as soon as possible or they may get worse."

Dômeki shot another look at Watanuki. "What?" Watanuki said to him.

Domeki just looked forward again and said "nothing, but you shouldn't act like nothing happened tonight."

Watanuki felt a tad guilty and bad. Like you feel when you do something wrong or something bad happens. Shaken inside. He didn't know how to act though. He just sat there, not knowing what to do.

As the house cleared out of the two guests, the shaking event that had happened that night was still on Kimihiro's mind. He saw Dômeki out and walked back into the house where he looked up to the ceiling. Yûko was stretching and yawning as she saw Watanuki staring into space.

"Stirred inside?" she said slyly, yet sleepily.

Watanuki woke up from his thinking. He looked over at Yûko and he realized that now he was in for it. What horrible thing would a space-time witch do?