YAAAY! Another chapter! I defeated the writers block and courageously wrote more fanfiction! XD

Saina Tsukino: hrm... how about a cookie pancake? (Stolen from Watanuki's plate. XD)

Animegrl1047: Thankies, I'm glad you like it so far. But is Doumeki the friend from a long time ago... or is he someone else:) we'll have to wait and see... Heres a cookie!

And now to continue, I hope you all enjoy it.

Chapter 5

When Yuuko had reached the graveyard, she saw a tall man standing by Himawari's grave stone. His face was emotionless, although to Yuuko he seemed to be waiting for someone.

'Why does he always come to my mind? I only met him last night, yet I keep thinking about him.'

Watanuki's words echoed in the long haired woman's mind, a smile creeping onto her face.

'I wonder...'

Yuuko walked nearer towards the dark haired man, who did not noticed her until she spoke up.

"She was a lovely young lady." The man turned to Yuuko, only to turn away to stare at the stone infront of him.

"I woudn't know."

"Oh? I wonder then, why would someone visit a grave of a person they did not know?"

The amber eyed man remained quiet, as Yuuko eventually continued to speak.

"Unless... you were actually waiting for a certain someone. A young man perhaps? One who goes by the name of..."

"Watanuki Kimihiro?"

The taller man's eyes widen as Yuuko nodded at the answer he had given.

"So you're the one Watanuki was talking about."

"Do you know where he is?"

Yuuko's smile grew more mysterious, as if she was plotting something in her mind, which seemed to make the young man almost nervous (even though his face was still stoic).

"Yes I do... but first, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?"

Watanuki had just finished the last batch of pancakes, thinking that he might have made too much. He shrugged and sat down with the other children, who were eager to start eating the golden baked goods. Yuuko had been out for sometime, so Watanuki decided that they could start without her.

'Besides, as long as there are some left over I'm sure she won't mind.'

"Alright, lets eat. Yuuko seems to be running late."

'At the liquor store. If it was her choice, she would be there for days.' Watanuki mentally added.

The three children cheered, each one holding a knife and fork in the air.

"YAY! Thanks for the meal!"

Watanuki sighed, considering whether or not he should tell them about table manners. But the look on their face's made him keep quiet, smiling at their cheerful mood.

'It's nice, to be able to make others smile. Even if it's just cooking, it feels satisfying. I guess I'm glad that Yuuko asked me to cook, it always take my mind off things.'

Watanuki started to eat with them, tasting the syrup and the fluffy texture of the pancake. However he felt something was missing, but tried to ignore it. This was not a time to be mourning again, nor is it time to be thinking about a particular stranger, whom Watanuki believed that he would not see again.

Everyone heard the door open and close. Watanuki guessed that Yuuko had come back at last, and with lots of alcohol no doubt. Watanuki turned around ready to greet the older woman .

"Welcome back Yuuko-"

Watanuki stopped in mid sentence to stare at the man he had met last night, standing right next to Yuuko whilst carrying a bag with bottles of sake.

'Doumeki.' Watanuki's mind whispered as the rest of the world seem to freeze, as if it was only the two alone in the room. The spectacled man did not know what he should be feeling right now. It felt as if he was stuck in between emotions. In just a matter of seconds, Watanuki had entered a mixed state of confusion and another emotion that resided in his heart. It felt like forever before Yuuko broke Watanuki's concentration.

"Hello everyone!" Yuuko's voice was chirpy to match with the happy expression on her face.

"I'd like you all to meet my new friend, Doumeki Shizuka."

Watanuki didn't hear the children or Yuuko at this point, the room seem to blur with only Doumeki in focus. Blue eyes once again meeting amber eyes. Right now Watanuki felt himself blushing and was heading towards a state of panic. He had to leave the room.

"I-I'll go and make some more tea."

Watanuki left the room taking the teapot with him. As he entered the kitchen, the young man began to feel angry with himself.

'God! What is wrong with me? Why am I getting all excited for that guy?' Watanuki poured more water into the kettle to boil the water. Whilst waiting Watanuki glared at the innocent object, feeling as if all these emotions were boiling up inside of him.

'I don't like him. I don't know him. I certainly don't want him in my life. So why?'

"This is so stupid..."

Watanuki began to mutter to himself angrily, not noticing the taller man that had followed him. When the kettle boiled Watanuki poured the hot water into the teapot, still deep in his own thoughts.

'I have Himawari, right? Just because she's gone, doesn't mean... I can still love her, right? Yuuko said so herself, that it was okay to keep loving her. But she did also say that can always love another. But wouldn't that mean cheating on Himawari? If she was alive, she would cry. I would be as bad as anyone else who intentionally hurts another by breaking their heart. And I would hate to see her cry... if... she was alive.'

"Watanuki, what are you doing!?"

Watanuki then realized his hand was burning, looking down he saw that the teapot was overflowing with hot water, spilling onto the hand holding the object. As soon as Watanuki placed the kettle down, Doumeki grabbed the burnt hand and quickly put it under the cold tap, water now gushing out to cool the hand. Watanuki was still in a daze, trying to understand what had happened. He couldn't help but observe the strong hand that held his skinny wrist, for a brief moment it felt as if they were like puzzle pieces - they fitted together perfectly.

But that was something that Himawari had said to him once.

Tears began to fall from the unblinking blue eyes that stared into nothingness. When Doumeki saw Watanuki's face, he began to feel slightly scared of what was happening inside the young man's mind. But what scared Doumeki more was the thought that whatever was breaking apart in Watanuki's mind, it could be too far out of reach for him to fix. Even so, that wouldn't stop him from doing what he can.

"Watanuki..."

Keeping one hand holding onto Watanuki's under the water, Doumeki raised his other hand to the spectacled man's face. Lifting the chin so their eyes would meet, Doumeki then moved his hand to cup the shorter man's face, wiping away the tear with his thumb.

"...please tell me what is wrong."

Watanuki blinked, snapping out of his trance looking so lost and sad. It was silent before Watanuki's eyes widen and pushed the taller man away.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Doumeki was surprised at the sudden burst of strength from the younger man, replying to Watanuki in his usual calm voice.

"I should be asking you that. What kind of idiot pours boiling water on his hand?"

"W-Who are you calling an idiot!?" Watanuki waved his un-burnt hand, pointing at Doumeki accusingly. "And how did you find me?!"

"Yuuko-san said she knew who you are and took me here to meet up with you."

'Yuuko...she will pay. I don't know how yet, but when I find a way she'll be in trouble.' Watanuki bitterly thought to himself, plotting revenge against the older woman.

"So, are you going to tell me what just happened?"

Watanuki stayed quiet not intending to answer the amber eyed man, causing Doumeki to furrow his eyebrows in response. The taller man took a few steps forward towards Watanuki, who backed away until he was up against the counter.

"If you're not going to answer that question, then answer this," Doumeki's hands settled on the counter top along each side of Watanuki, as if trapping the shorter man to make escape impossible. "Why did you leave?"

"I-I... I had to." Watanuki wanted his voice to be as dominating as Doumeki's, but found him self unable to speak any louder as well as trying to avoid eye contact. Although, Watanuki felt that Doumeki was standing too close. His face was too close to his own, that was something that Watanuki unknowingly noticed the most.

"Why?"

'Is his face getting closer?' Watanuki quickly glanced at the other's face before returning to look away from the handsome face. 'Not that him being handsome has to do with anything.'

The spectacle man felt his face blush, trying to think of a good answer.

"I had to...go home..."

"But this isn't where you live. Yuuko said you lived in an apartment not too far from here."

"Yuuko dragged me here and... and what right do you have of knowing where I live?!"

"Why did you leave?"

"You're not listening to me!"

"I am listening. You're the one not answering my question. Why did you leave?"

"Because I didn't want to betray Himawari-chan!!"

Silence. Doumeki than began to understand more now, looking at a man with his head bowed down and gripping the counter so tight that his knuckles were turning white. It looked as if Watanuki was determined not to cry in front of the other man, as his shoulders were shaking Doumeki began to whisper - his head inching closer to Watanuki.

"You must really miss her."

Watanuki didn't reply, which lead Doumeki to continue.

"You should learn to let her go, you're hurting yourself too much..."

"It's none of your damn business!" Watanuki's head shot up angrily.

"It is my business. It has been my business ever since I met you." Doumeki's voice raised a little, struggling not to yell like Watanuki was currently doing.

"We only met yesterday! Jeez! What kind of stupid idiot are you! You're nothing but a fool so just shut up and go away!-"

Doumeki did not know what possessed him to do this. He knew that he shouldn't have done it and that Watanuki would probably not appreciate this action, but Doumeki felt that it was the only way to keep the other boy quiet.

As their lips touched, Watanuki's words were stuck in his throat. He was stunned by this sensation, not knowing how he should react. It was a gentle kiss. Just two lips joined together, surprisingly to Watanuki felt strange... in a good way. A tongue slowly wondered over his bottom lip, causing the blue eyed man to blush even deeper. His lips parted slightly, allowing Doumeki an entrance. Watanuki closed his eyes, getting drunk on this feeling of touch, forgetting for a moment everything that had happened. It was as if for the first time in a long time, he felt free.

Like most kisses such as this one, it was all over too soon as the pair pulled away from each other for a breath of air. At some point in the kiss, Watanuki had wrapped his arms around the taller man's neck and Doumeki had his arms around the spectacled man's waist. It felt so perfect, as if it was meant to be.

Then Watanuki's mind brought him back to reality.

The shorter man pushed Doumeki away and made his way out the kitchen as quick as possible, shouting loudly to the other man.

"Dammit! I hate you Doumeki!"

Doumeki felt himself smile bitterly, thinking to himself.

'Some things never change...'

And with that final thought, the amber eyed man left the kitchen to follow the young man. Watanuki Kimihiro.