Well here is another chapter for everyone reading this :)

Miss Kitty Chevious: Well of course I'm going to read it before feeding it to Mokona (:D sorry, my attempt to be funny. Heh heh...) And that's the fun thing about Alternative Universes, ANYTHING is possible. Although who knows... maybe Watanuki does remember. We'll have to wait and see :) Thankies for reviewing!

Kitsui: Thankies, and Mokona thanks you for the sake and takoyaki :) I'm sure that people are reading this and are just too shy to review (at least, I think so... right?)

Enjoy the story!!!

Chapter 3

It was 3 o'clock in the morning. Watanuki had just woken up feeling a little bit better than the previous night.

'Even though Himawari isn't here, I don't feel as depressed as before. I wonder why...'

It was then the young blue eyed man noticed that he was still embraced with a sleeping Doumeki, causing Watanuki to mentally panic for a moment whilst suppressing the urge to scream and punch the peacefully sleeping man. Watanuki remembered last night in a flash. He was crying and wouldn't let go. He remembered how much he was hurting and needed someone. A blush crept on his face as he remembered Doumeki getting up, presumably to go to his own bed after Watanuki had finished crying and was almost falling asleep. Watanuki regretted what he did next (or so he thought). In response to Doumeki's movement an instinct in Watanuki cried out for him to reach out, grabbing the taller man's sleeve. Doumeki was surprised at this action, leading to both of their eyes to meet - wide shocked eyes meeting half-lidded sleepy eyes that looked so sad.

"Please. Don't leave... please..."

Watanuki's blush darkened at the thought of those words.

'What the hell was I thinking!? Why did I say something so, so... stupid!'

Watanuki started to grow angry at himself, but only to stop himself. Why was he getting embarrassed about this? In fact, why did Doumeki stay at Watanuki's request? He wouldn't let him go home, yet he was willing to lay down to sleep with a strange man whom was found crying in a graveyard? Further more, Why did his heart beat so fast when thoughts of being this close to Doumeki passed through his mind? This strange feeling within him felt familiar to Watanuki as if it was a rush of something strong, something powerful, something...

He then froze.

An image of Himawari entered his mind, on a day out a few months after their wedding. It was a sunny day at the park. Everything seemed so perfect.

'Sunny...just like your name Himawari-chan' said the spectacled man as the pair of them laid on the grass, facing each other and listening to the beautiful sounds of Himawari's laughter.

'Kimihiro-kun, my name means sunflower.'

'Of course... bright as the sun and pretty as a flower.'

He didn't care if what he had said sounded silly, as long as he could listen to his wife's laughter Watanuki Kimihiro was happy as long as she was happy.

At times like this, Watanuki hated memories. But all the memories in the world could never make him hate Himawari. Watanuki felt like he wanted to cry as a wave of emotions swept through him. He felt sadness from the memory of Himawari, guilt from being so close to Doumeki and anger at himself for doing nothing but actually stay in a stranger's house. These emotions conflicting inside his mind, giving Watanuki a headache and teary eyes.

'I have to go. Now.'

Carefully, Watanuki lifted the arm that circled his waist and slowly moved away out of arms reach, gently placing the arm back onto the bedding. He stood up and tried to look around the room, although without his glasses as well as the room being dark it was difficult to see the room clearly. He looked down at the sleeping form, undisturbed and dreaming still. Watanuki had noticed that he had pulled the cover away from Doumeki, leaving the upper part of the body exposed to the night air. Without hesitation Watanuki pulled the covers over back into place, being careful not to wake Doumeki. Watanuki stared at him for a few moments, as if he was in awe and admiration. He had even secretly admitted to himself that Doumeki did look handsome, although Watanuki tried to ignore the very idea.

'I won't get attached. I'll only end up getting hurt in the end.'

Watanuki sighed and softly tip-toed out of the room. At the door way he turned one more time and smiled slightly. Even though Doumeki was a stranger to him, he had shown kindness to a random stranger who had probably looked pitiful and crazy as he stood in the rain crying. Perhaps, despite his stoic appearance, Doumeki was a good person who liked to help others out. Watanuki walked forwards, feeling the walls for guidance towards the door out of the apartment. On his way there he noticed that there was a box shaped object on a table in the kitchen. He made his way towards the object, realizing his glasses were on top. Once he had put on his glasses, Watanuki then sees that the box was Himawari's music box. Watanuki felt touched that Doumeki had not only brought Watanuki out of the rain, but he had also picked up the box when he didn't need to. The small smile lingered on Watanuki before it faded when Watanuki reminded himself of the previous thought.

'I won't get attached.'

Watanuki noticed a pad of paper and a pen on the counter, probably used for making a shopping list or writing phone numbers. Watanuki quickly wrote a note for Doumeki, before leaving the room, taking the box with him. His coat was on a rack by the door where his shoes were. Even though they were still a bit damp, the blue eyed man slipped on his coat and shoes. Just as he opened the door he took one last look back before exiting the apartment, closing the door softly.

When Doumeki woke up, he instantly noticed the lack of body heat that had taken place in his arms last night. He had gotten out of the futon and wondered around his apartment, checking all the rooms to find the young man.

"Watanuki?"

He entered the kitchen and saw that both Watanuki's glasses and box were gone. Frustration was expressed on the normally emotionless face, mumbling quietly to himself.

"Not again... I won't lose you again."

He was about to leave when his eye caught the writing on the note paper. Doumeki picked it up, reading the neat handwriting:

'Thank you.'

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