Tut tut tut... no one read my previous burble where I said I would write another chapter. Oh well, here it is... and now I have officially finished my first fan fic! YAY!

Secriden: when Doumeki and Watanuki are involved anything is possible! XD

I guess I did pace things up... but I'd like to think doumeki is and exception. Anyways, thank you for reviewing :)

Thank you to oztan, Little-fox012, Saina Tsukino and everyone who took the time to read my story, I hope you all enjoy the ending of this fic!

The Epilogue

5 Months later...

It was close to dawn and Watanuki was staring at the sleeping face of his lover. Doumeki looked so peaceful, so handsome, that the young blue eyed man had a strong urge to reach out and touch his stoic face. But Watanuki didn't want to wake him up, thinking that it would only cause Doumeki to worry about him.

'Because it's just like him to jump to conclusions... even if it is sweet, I'm not a damsel in distress dammit!'

Watanuki remembered visiting Yuuko's house a few days ago to bake a birthday cake for the twins. He had tripped over and was caught by Doumeki before his head hit the stove top. Yuuko witnessing the incident instantly said that Doumeki was his night in shining amour... and that he was his princess.

"Why the hell am I the princess!?" The spectacled man waved a wooden spoon threateningly in Yuuko's direction, whilst Doumeki was currently in the clutches of two little girls tying multicolored ribbons around each leg (and as always he had the same blank face, not really caring and continue to help make the icing).

"I'm only teasing you." Yuuko grinned, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Of course I could actually picture you in a fairy tale situation with Doumeki..."

"Yeah! Watanuki could be a damsel in distress, ready to be saved by Doumeki who rides a big horse!" Mokona chirped in, giggling whilst hyper on oxygen.

Watanuki looked as if he was ready to explode.

"I am not a dam damsel in distress!! Doumeki, tell them!"

Doumeki passively looked in Watanuki's direction, before turning to Yuuko as he answered in his usual mono-tone voice.

"Yes. He is a man."

"Couldn't you think of something better to say? Couldn't you at least say it with enthusiasm!?"

Pause.

"He is very much a man."

Watanuki threw another tantrum for the fifth time in that day as everyone else laughed, Doumeki smirking slightly.

Watanuki sighed softly as he remembered Moro asking him if he was okay now... she asked if he was still sad for Himawari-chan. For a brief moment there was sadness in Watanuki, but it was overcome with one glance at the amber eyed man setting the table and Watanuki felt warm inside again.

'I'm not sad any more.'

The blue eyed man continued to stare at the sleeping form next to him. Even if he was annoying, rude and looked emotionless as a rock, Doumeki had given him love that Watanuki thought would never reach him again. The spectacled man had worried a few times after having a rant at the tall man, worried that Doumeki might take him seriously and leave. But when Watanuki had apologized after a major angry fit, Doumeki had laughed at him and said that he was an idiot. Watanuki was ready him give him a piece of his mind, if it wasn't for the tongue in his mouth and Doumeki holding him in that way... Watanuki blushed, trying to shake those thoughts out his head.

'Honestly! I'm becoming a total pervert... and it's all Doumeki's fault.'

Watanuki subconsciously smiled at the calm face next to him. Thinking back to what Moro had said to him, the blue eyed man started to think about Himawari again. He knew now that his heart didn't hurt every time he thought about Himawari. He felt that he had almost moved on at last. But there was still something Watanuki felt that he had to do...

Carefully, he placed a light feather kiss on Doumeki's forehead and smiled. Reluctantly he pulled away and sat up, reaching over to the low table nearby to pick up his glasses. Getting out of the futon, Watanuki looked back and remembered the night he had left this apartment for the first time. He reached over to cover Doumeki properly with the blanket, whispering to his lover.

"I'll be back soon Shizuka."

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It was cold outside. The air felt sharp against the pale man's skin, making Watanuki hug his coat closer to his body. He had reached the graveyard and was now standing in front of Himawari's grave.

"Hello, it's been awhile hasn't it?" It felt strange to Watanuki. Every time he had been near this grave, emotions always overwhelmed him like a powerful wave hitting him with full force. But now, he could only feel a lukewarm mixed feeling of sadness and happiness.

"It doesn't hurt anymore... before I would cry whenever I was near this grave, because all I could think of was you and... and how lonely I felt. Before I didn't want to betray you, incase I hurt you. Even if you are dead, you still felt alive in my heart."

A tear formed at the corner of the blue eye, as a warm smile shone upon Watanuki's face.

"But now Doumeki has come into my life, which turned out that he was that little boy I told you about... only now he's a great big stupid lug who never listens to what I say and never says thank you for my meals. But even so..." Watanuki was unaware of the person now staring at him from a distance, listening to every word the young man was saying.

"...he's always there for me. He cheers me up even when he's acting like a jerk, he's there to listen when I need to talk, he... he makes me feel so loved."

The tear fell from his eye and a Watanuki felt a lump in his throat, unable to finish what he was saying. After a minute or so he finally spoke up again.

"I'm sorry if I had hurt you, but I've decided to move on. I love you still, but Doumeki... I can't explain it... I just love him the most right now and I don't think that's going to change."

Watanuki then gave the grave a small bow, whispering softly as a tear drop fell to the ground.

"Thank you... for being with me. I'll never forget you."

Standing up straight, Watanuki smiled and turning around to return to the flat. Only the young man walked straight into Doumeki who was standing close behind Watanuki.

"What the...Shizuka?! What kind of idiot sneaks up on a person and stands so close without making any noise? And what are you doing down here? I thought you were-"

Watanuki was cut off in mid-sentence as two strong arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling the spectacled man into the amber eyed man's embrace. Before Watanuki could get a word in edge ways, he felt his lovers lips on his own kissing him with a gentle force. Once again, Watanuki lost himself in the kiss as a rush of emotions passed through him like a gentle colorful wind wrapping around the pair - making the rest of the world seem non-existent, just for a moment. When they had eventually pulled away from the kiss, they remain holding each other as Watanuki looked into those tranquil amber.

"What are you doing out here in the cold?"

"Isn't that my line?" Watanuki murmured as Doumeki tilted his head slightly, still keeping eye contact with his lover.

"I was worried about you. You just left the apartment without leaving a note."

"Did you think I would run away?"

"You did before."

"Yeah, but that was when we first met... or should I say, the second time we first met..."

Watanuki looked away, leaning his head onto Doumeki's shoulder.

"Kimihiro, are you okay?"

"Yeah. I just felt it was something I had to do."

There was silence between the two where Watanuki felt at ease, absorbing the peace and warm surrounding him. Taking a breath in Watanuki thought Doumeki smelt like a mixture of a faint spice and like earth that has been rained on. This made Watanuki bury his head into Doumeki's neck, thinking to himself 'He's not so bad all the time...'

Suddenly, Watanuki felt himself being lifted up and being carried bridal style by none other than Doumeki Shizuka.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

"Going back to the apartment."

"But why like this?"

"Because you weren't moving at all and I don't want either of us to catch a cold."

"You didn't even give me a chance! Put me down right now you bastard!"

"No."

"Why not!?"

"Because I don't want to."

'Dammit, but it's times like these I just wanna punch this jerk in the face...' Watanuki glared at Doumeki (even though to Doumeki it looked like pouting) then looked away, mumbling to himself.

"I'm not a damn princess."

"I know, you're a man." Doumeki kissed Watanuki on the forehead, making the spectacled man blush bright red.

"Sh-shut up and put me down!"

"No."

"Stupid Shizuka... see if I cook for you tomorrow!"

"I want to have sushi for lunch."

"GAH! You never listen to me. I don't take orders! Dammit, I hate you!"

"I love you too."

Watanuki's eyes widen in shock at the reply, feeling his heart pace faster at those words. It made him feel slightly light-headed and giddy. Once again he buried his face into Doumeki's neck, whispering near the tall man's ear.

"Idiot...I love you too."

As the sun began to rise, Watanuki could feel that he had found his heart again. He no longer feared being alone nor feared abandonment. He had now placed all his love and trust in Doumeki, knowing that they both now had an unbreakable bond that felt like it could last forever. Whenever he went to Yuuko's to work or babysit, Doumeki would either wait for him to finish or come and help out (the children had grown to like Doumeki, although Mokona had suggested that the two men were like a Mom and Dad - referring the 'Mom' part to Watanuki, which he strongly disagreed on). Whenever he had finished early or had a day off, he would take some bento with him to give Doumeki at his book shop. Sometimes he would help out, or sometimes they would close the shop early for a 'passionate' moment. Watanuki and Doumeki lived happily together. Sometimes there would be some rough patches in their life, but they would eventually find a way to over come those times...

Now that they had each other, the pair could now say they were content. But most of all they were happy and felt completed.

Even when it's raining, there is always shelter.