The brother-like friends sat together.

"What did you want me over for?" Dômeki asked, same voice as ever.

"It…it's about Yûko-san."

"Did you apologize and clear everything up?"

"Well…I did my best, but I can't help feeling bad about it. I also found out that I…I'm related to someone who Yûko-san was in love with at one time. He came to me while I was dreaming. I don't know who he was or what he was doing inside of my dreams. Apparently half of his magic is in me and that's why I can see spirits."

Dômeki had a pensive look on his face. He wasn't quite sure what to make of it. Watanuki continued to speak.

"Since then….I've really wanted to go see Yûko-san. To do what, I don't know… It's a strange feeling, but it's nice at times."

"You're heavier from the guilt still, aren't you?" Dômeki said apathetically.

"I am…" Watanuki said remorsefully.

"Only you can figure this one out."

"Don't you know what I need to do?"

"Of coarse."

"Then…why?" Watanuki puzzled.

"Because, it one of those things someone should find out for themselves." Dômeki smiled. "Now get to sleep. I'm going to head back and you have work in the morning." His smiled faded.

There was only a few hours left before Watanuki had to leave, but the more sleep he could get the better he would deal with the morning.

"Th…thank you." Watanuki yelled as Dômeki let himself out.

When Watanuki awoke he found that he had overslept. He rushed to get ready, meanwhile, Yûko's place had a different pace.

Yûko was still in bed. A heavy sleeper, and at times a late one (usually the result of drinking and staying up late) she woke up around the same time Watanuki did. Her face had dry tear streams on it, and her head was throbbing. She struggled to get up and staggered to the bathroom. She began to rummage around in the medicine cabinet.

"Where is that eki….kyabe…" she thought and she realized that Watanuki was not there. It hurt and she could not find the eki-kyabe. She staggered around into the main room. Maru and Moro had concerned faces as she fell to the floor in her robes. Shortly after this happened, Watanuki showed up.

"Y-Yûko-san!" He ran to her side. She smelled of alcohol, sweat and tears. "Maru! Moro! Come help me bring Yûko-san to the bathroom!" He dropped his bag and slipped around in his socks.

Maru and Moro carefully moved Yûko to the bathroom. Watanuki put on some slippers and dug around in his bag to find the brand new bottle of eki-kyabe he had bought on the way over.

"Can you give Yûko-san a bath?" He asked the soulless little girls before him.

"We can undress her." Said Moro.

"And we can put her in the bathtub." Said Maru.

"But we can't bathe her. We can't touch water." They said in unison.

Watanuki nodded and groaned to himself. "Well, do that…she really needs a bath, maybe by the time I start the water running she'll be awake."

Maru and Moro did so, and Watanuki went into the bathroom and ran the water. The sudden cold water on her feet woke Yûko up with a shiver. Watanuki looked over at her face, but looked away quickly. The water began to become warm.

"Is that good enough?" Watanuki said, looking at her feet.

"Yes, Watanuki. Don't be so bashful," Yûko spoke with her usual slyness.

"Listen, Yûko-san…" the heat from the water had steamed up his glasses and he took them off. "I'm so sorry about what happened the other day. I know, it's such a simple thing to be upset over…but I am. I also found out that I am related to Clow. You knew this…didn't you?"

Yûko looked at him, he looked back at her face. "Yes, I knew…"

Watanuki stood up and left the bathroom. Yûko thought for sure it was because she didn't tell him before. She felt remorse she knew why she was so phased by this. It was because she loved him, she wanted the part that was Clow, but she fell in love with the part that was Watanuki. He had the same feel as Clow, but it was unique. She tucked her knees in close to her body and put her hands to her face. She began to cry softly, and it was simple love that had broken down the unbreakable space-time witch. She thought Watanuki was gone for good.

Watanuki walked in a second later. "Yûko-san, I bought some eki—what happened!"

Yûko raised her head and gathered herself quickly, but still the tears streamed. Watanuki took a washcloth and put it in the hot water after turning it off. He washed the tears off. "Drink this…" Watanuki handed her the bottle of eki-kyabe. Watanuki felt nice, like a big weight was about to be lifted off of him. Yûko took a deep swig of eki-kyabe and dropped the bottle on the floor, the cap was put on crooked and it spilled just a little.

She brought her hands up to Watanuki's pale face and brought it close to her own. Her wet fingers combed through his raven hair and Watanuki bewildered in the moment brought his lips closer to hers. They met, Yûko's mouth was bitter with eki-kyabe, but it was enjoyable as Watanuki realized what he needed to say.

"Yûko-san. I love you."

She smiled her devilish smile. "Of coarse."

Though it was a subtle answer, the way they continued to kiss told Watanuki it was a mutual feeling. Watanuki dropped the washcloth, his jacket became soaked but he didn't care. Shortly after the bath, Watanuki got changed into something Yûko had laying around the house. He went to the kitchen and started work for the morning.

"Watanuki, what are you making for breakfast?" Yûko chirped.

"Pancakes."

"That sounds lovely." Yûko put her arms around Watanuki as he flipped a pancake over. Mokona bounced out from Maru and Moro's area.They watched the two from a distance as something so unnaturally naturally happened right before their eyes.

The End.