Wondering
I am doing this for you, so you will not disappear. So I don't become lonely yet again.
The liquid burned inside his throat. It reached the hearth and in seconds, it spread itself to every part of him, burning, hurting. Then the pain ceased, and he could breathe again. He looked up at the witch from the floor, gazing into her all knowing eyes.
"Do you feel any different?" Yuuko asked looking at Watanuki, slowly walking over to Domeki.
"I feel…" Watanuki paused noticing that he did feel different. He didn't feel worse as would be expected after that excruciating pain he had felt moments ago. He felt lighter, his movements more smooth. He felt like he could have run a thousand miles without getting tired. At the same time, he felt more focused. Like he could see things clearer. Like seeing things for the first time, as if a curtain had been pulled back letting the sunshine through for the first time in ages. Somewhere inside himself, he knew that he had felt this feeling before. Sometime long ago.
"That is expected." Yuuko said holding Domekis hand. "For the first time in ages you are free, although it will only be for a short time."
"I…" Watanuki didn't finish the sentence before the witch spoke again.
"Hurry, his pulse is fading." Yuuko said letting go of Domekis hand.
"What must I do?" Watanuki hurried over to Domeki worried. Domeki looked so pale. He that usually looked so strong now looked so weak and fragile. He who never got sick or had any problems whatsoever. Watanuki always looked at Domeki as someone living in the perfect world without anything to worry about. Seeing him like this didn't suit that picture. He will be ok, Watanuki thought and tried to smile true is worries. He will be fine…
"Give him your blood" Yuuko reached inside her kimono and gave him a knife, the blade shining in the dim light.
Watanuki didn't hesitate the slightest. He took the knife in his hand and with steady hands; he made a long slash across his underarm. The blood started spilling and he held his hand over Domekis open mouth. The blood dripped down from his arm and landed neatly inside Domekis mouth, making its way slowly down his throat, drop by drop.
Domeki moved in the bed. His face cringed in pain, his breath became small gasps. He was struggling. To see Domeki like this brought pain to Watanuki. He wanted to help, but couldn't. He could only wait. Warm blood ran down his arm, and met the floor. He didn't care. The only thing that had any meaning right now was Domeki. Domeki made a final gasp, then his eyes flew open. It didn't take long before they found Watanuki. Watanuki looked back, his face worried.
"Why do you look like that you moron." Domeki said staring at his saviour.
"What the hell do you mean by that? Stop saying I am a moron! My name is Watanuki!" Watanuki raged looking furious at the archer laying in the bed.
"Shut up." Domeki said and noticed Yuuko hovering behind Watanuki.
"What the hell did you say?" Watanuki said waving his hands in the air. "I saved you, you ungrateful freak!"
"What happened?" Domeki said ignoring the yelling Watanuki.
"Watanuki saved you." Yuuko watched Domekis expression change slightly. Then walked away slowly, leaving Watanuki and Domeki in silence.
The silence bothered Watanuki. In any other day, he would have been happy that Domeki would keep his un useful mouth shut. But not today. The silence was like a rope tightening around his throat, making it hard to breathe. Finally, the silence was broken.
"Thank you." Domeki said lowering his gaze to his hands on the bed.
"No problem." Watanuki said looking down as well. Why was it so hard to talk to this moron today? Watanuki thought looking closely at his shoes. "I am glad you are ok." Watanuki regretted saying that the instant the words left his lips. It sounded way to well, what to call it? Well it sounded like he cared a lot. And that is just not right considering its Domeki! Watanuki felt angered by his own thoughts. But I do care. That's the problem. I care for that moron. But why? He is so annoying. But still, when I heard that he was hurt I was so sad, I felt so empty, so alone. I wonder…
Watanukis thoughts was interrupted by a swift movement from the bed. Strong arms clenched around his back, a head supporting itself on his shoulder. Watanuki closed his eyes and hugged him back. He didn't have to wonder anymore. He knew the days from now on would be different, better, filled with something else.
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews so far, I would love more of them, so please write! I don't know if this is the end of this story or not, you can decide if you want more chapitres or not. I will be happy to hear from you.
