Last chapter…probably…
Below chapter 8 epilouge-ish
Thank you fans for sticking it out!
The admiral smiled. Something soft and soothing brushed gently against his face soothing him. He thought back. Last time he was awake he was lying, dying in the arms of the person he had come to love most. He inhaled. It was the undeniable scent of the sea. Warmth swam across his body that he hadn't noticed when he first came to. It comforted him. He gently wrapped his arms around the warmth vying to sleep again, but the sun that came dancing through the curtained windows wouldn't allow for that to happen. He opened his eyes.
He stared at the boy that slept peacefully in his arms. His hair was soft as it grazed the admiral's face when the gentle breeze pushed it. The comfortable warmth came from the lithe body that was positioned beside him. The admiral sat up in his bed, slowly so he didn't wake up his new companion, and sighed. He released the boy as he did so managing only a slight grumble from the boy. Doumeki pulled the cover up around him so the draft didn't stir him either, and then gazed upon the beauty's face.
Last time he gazed upon this angel's face was right before he had fallen asleep. Last time his face had been pilled with tears, smothered with hurt. He knew that his friend felt useless and weak, which hurt him the most. The admiral looked away. He had caused all this hurt and discomfort.
He stood up off the edge of the bed where he had sat for some time, just thinking, and then proceeded to find a bathroom. They weren't on his ship. They were in a house.
When he found the bathroom he proceeded to take off his shirt. A full length mirror hung on the door and looked his back over up and down, searching for the wound inflicted upon by the drunken man. It was no there. Not even a sigh of it was there, no scar, no pain, nothing. He sighed. Had Watanuki granted his wish?
He left the bathroom quietly, remembering his slumbering friend, but was stopped in his tracks by a rather loud thud. He ran from the bathroom area back to the bedroom area only to see Watanuki, grumbling on the floor. Doumeki smirked at him as he sprawled rather pathetically on the floor.
"Doumeki! How on earth do you use these things?" he cried out, making the badly suppressed laughter come out of Doumeki's mouth in droves.
"What's so funny?" he sneered, hoping Doumeki would get the hint and stop laughing, but he only succeeded in making him laugh more. Watanuki scowled at him.
"Stop laughing! I can't stand over here! Come help me up!" he demanded. Doumeki stopped laughing enough to walk across the room and pick his friend up off the floor and place him on the bed.
Doumeki stared at Watanuki as he sat on the bed, thoroughly embarrassed. He had never seen him with legs before; actually he never even pictured him with legs before. He looked elegant even though he was as graceful as a new born horse. It was quite laughable, but he dared not push it any further. At the sight of the smooth legs where a shimmering tail once was, the admiral knew his wish was granted. He looked at Watanuki.
"This is my new house?" he asked. Watanuki nodded his head.
"Do I have a dog?" he asked. He nodded again.
"Will you be staying here?" he asked. Another nod.
"With…me?" he asked. Watanuki paused then blushed.
"I'll be staying here, with you, and the dog. I'm a human now…just as you wished." He said and a slight smile spread across the admiral's face. He pulled the former merboy into a tight hug before gently kissing his head. Watanuki's blush deepened, but he didn't pull away. They would definitely be happy here.