AAAH! Another chapter (yes even though no one reviewed...sighs... oh well)

When Watanuki had woken, he noticed that he was warm and no longer in the rain. He was in a small bedroom where he was lying on a futon and covered with layers of blankets, no longer feeling the cold empty feeling. His glasses were missing, although it was the least of Watanuki's thoughts. As the young man turned his head to the side, he had realized that he was not alone in the unknown room. The man whom Watanuki had seen at the graveyard was sitting cross legged with his eyes closed, as if he was in a peaceful slumber himself. Watanuki couldn't help but stare at him. Even though he should be waking the other man and ask where he was, Watanuki felt tired as well as noticing the aching headache that was slowly forming. He felt as if he was drunk and half-asleep, diluting his senses from whatever had happened in the past.

'It's strange.' Watanuki thought, 'even though he's a total stranger, his face looks so calm and peaceful. I could fall asleep watching him...'

Watanuki was about to drift off back to his slumber when it finally sunk into his mind what had actually happened. He was in a stranger's house and could be planning to do god-knows-what with him. In response to this revelation, Watanuki tried to sit up so he could get up and leave this place. However, this action cause the young man to erupt into a coughing fit. This brought the amber eyed man's out of his thoughts and directed his attention to the shorter man, rubbing Watanuki's back in hope to ease the coughs.

"You need to rest, you've caught a cold."

As soon as Watanuki's coughs eventually stopped, he questioned the stranger.

"Who are you and where am I?"

There was a pause as the man stared intently at Watanuki with an emotionless expression.

"You're at my apartment, nearby the graveyard." Was the simple reply, which caused Watanuki to feel slightly annoyed at the other man who pushed Watanuki gently down onto his back.

"So what is... you know what, never mind. I don't care. I'm going home."

Watanuki tried to sit up but was held down by a strong hand.

"You need to rest."

"Damn it, just let me go."

"You're cold will get worse if you go out now."

"Well that's my problem!"

Watanuki grew aggravated at the persistence of the other man. He eventually gave up and hit his head onto the pillow. Whoever this man was he was not intending to let Watanuki go, which frustrated the ill man. For awhile there was silence between the two that was eventually broken by the stranger's mumbling.

"I guess you don't remember me, huh."

Watanuki gave a confused look, wondering what he could have meant.

"What do you mean?"

"My name is Doumeki Shizuka." If Watanuki had the energy he would be screaming at this man for not answering his question.

"Why were you standing out in the rain like that?"

Watanuki froze in his thoughts as images of Himawari flashed by, creating a pain in his heart as a look of hurt were expressed. Doumeki's eyes widen at the sight of tears forming on the young man's face.

"Watanuki?"

"Why did she have to die?"

He couldn't help it, Watanuki couldn't stop this sorrowful feeling of loss spread throughout him. He felt so broken without his Himawari, that he kept saying to himself in his head that he would never love anyone else again. He had felt that if he did, he would be the one who was broken It was as if he was swearing eternal loyalty to his deceased wife, with the image of her stuck in his mind. Watanuki would have never thought that seeing her smile would break his heart.

"Why couldn't I have died with her? I'm not needed here..." Watanuki had started to think aloud, looking straight up at the blank ceiling.

"...I needed her. I needed her just like I needed my parents and my friend."

Watanuki felt the same warm comforting arms that had caught him out in the rain, hold onto him as his face buried into Doumeki's chest. Watanuki thought for a brief second that he should have pushed this man away from him, but the emotions overwhelmed him and made him give into the need of another person. Watanuki could not have cared less if he was or was not in his right mind at this moment of time, even if this person was to leave him alone like so many others... right now... Watanuki Kimihiro did not want to be alone.

That was the only reason why he had gripped onto Doumeki's shirt as he listened to the sound of the heart beat. This sound and this warmth somehow filled a part of the empty void within himself that had caused him to cry. It was so strange, yet for a little while Watanuki did not feel completely lonely. Even if it was just for a little while.

Aw... what will happen to our Watanuki?

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