A/N: i don't own XXXHoLiC...just this fic. I also saw the clip this happen but I don't watch the anime so I made it up as I went along. Comment if you know what really happened in this scene :S This will be short 3 shot. Hopefully. And to add on to this-WOAH MAMA. I've never gotten this many emails and alerts before for something I posted almost half a day ago! 0.o Thank you guys for the alerts and reviews!My parents came back! YAYYY! I'm supposed to be cleaning my room, but look where it got me? And the song belongs to me and is mine :p

If the ring fits

"This world will hold many mysteries...But no matter how strange,how bizarre an incident may seem, if people are not present, if people do not witness it, if people are not involved, then it is nothing more than a phenomenon, an affair that will simply pass."

"People...People...People.." smoke billowed across her breakfast as she breathed in the magic tonic. She let her voice wash across the empty room with a drowsy thrush.

"People themselves are the profoundly most mysterious beings in this world.(1)"Her worker gave her a questionable look as he set down the pancakes in front of her. She grinned up at him with mature humour.

"Watanuki-kun...I can see the ring."she covered her mouth with her cradled hands, hiding a gleeful grin. At this, her employer;s expression morphed into complete shock as he reddened in embarrassment, covering the beautiful ring from sight.

"This..This.." he sputtered indignantly, failing to explain himself as he continuously chanted 'this.' Unable to form any other words in his predicament. The witch's smile widened as she remembered Doumeki's appearance at the shop. She dipped low and picked up a stack of paperwork.

"By the way, drop this off." Watanuki paused in his chanting to look at her confused. "Huh?" he took if off of her hands, curiously reading the fine print off the yellowed paper, unable to read the faded words with his lack of sight. He didn't have time to begin comprehending it as she read it for him. "It's bailment from Doumeki. He took the best deal he could get." he could'nt register what she was saying as she sighed and leaned forward. "A bailment is a legal relationship in common law where physical possession of personal property (chattels) is transferred from one person (the 'bailor') to another person (the 'bailee') who subsequently holds possession of the property. In other words, Doumeki purchased those rings by bailment on a few extra conditions. When you were asked to give the rings away, you were a minor, so the person who supposedly owns the rings was the jeweler." at this point n the explanation, Watanuki still had no idea how this had to do with him.

"What does this have to do with me? Are you saying that this is temporary?" he looked anxiously at the ring fastened to his wedding finger, to stubborn to be removed. She looked up looking very much like the witch she was named for. "I was getting to that point my dear-the conditions are that whomever wears them is to get married legally, and the rings will transfer to their owners permanently. However-" his face drained of his blood-pressure induced face.

"The owners have to STAY married to forever keep the rings and fortune that comes with it." Watanuki grew light-headed, remembering Doumeki wearing the other ring. He badly wanted to slide down on his knees, but he had some delicate stuff in his hands. He looked down at her with clouded navy eyes. The witch wished she would not have to say this part as she frowned deeply into her hands. "Since your a minor, I am required by law to keep your inheritance as your guardian until your of age. That paperwork your carrying is the marriage documents and bailment paperwork. It was omitted from your parents, so don't even think of doing anything to it. But I doubt you can anyway " she said, lifting her hands up to reveal a coy smile.

He opened his mouth to retort, and couldn't find a defense to put to that. It was true, even if his parents were dead, he would never do anything to disrespect them in death. He only had one thing to say to her before eh left for school. " Where is the office?" he asked her emotionally, unable to ask for anything else. She sighed and smiled sadly. "It's downtown, a block away from your school. " the 'Ask Doumeki-kun to come with you' went unspoken.

"We should have a reception tonight! Invite some people over! We can have jell-o shots and invite some friends like Himawari-chan and-" she hopelessly tried to remove the tension by poking fun at him, but by the way he looked at her angrily in an accusing fashion, she trailed off in fear. He looked like he was about to smack her.

"Shut up." he spat at her as he left, the witch's eyebrows furrowed and she squeezed dry tears from her eyes. Hitsuzen was a cruel thing.

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" I'd like to escape a thousand miles away from home

where everyone loves everyone and I'm not alone

Where no one ever points a gun and threatens you with war

where you can-(2)" Doumeki stopped his mp3 player abruptly, tearing his headphones off, cursing like a sailor as he glanced at the time. He had to book it to school or he would receive detention from his English teacher, and those language teachers weren't pleasant(3). As he reached for his schoolbag, he caught sight of his emerald wedding band. Suddenly the image of Watanuki, color drained from his face and eyes empty as his wallet caused him to almost drop his bag in alarm. Doumeki had to take a moment to compose himself. Right now Watanuki should be in Yuuko's, and should be a block away waiting-

Shit.

-For almost twenty minutes now. Speaking of that, he was deeply in it.

Doumeki sprinted.

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Watanuki paused in his quest of straightening his spectacles as a group of girls walked by, he tore his hand away from sight and hid it. He was unlucky as a familiar unlucky girl grabbed his wrist and caught his attention. "Ohh! Watanuki-kun, this is beautiful! Where did you get this?" Himawari's eyes widened in exuberance, holding his hand childishly like a kid holding a much wanted toy. In any other scenario, he should probably be thrilled that she was paying attention to him, but probably not over a wedding ring. Especially his mother's. He had dreamed of giving his future wife this ring, not to be stuck with it on. He scratched his head in embarrassment, the only thing he could do with the hand she was not grasping between two softy feminine hands. It occurred to him that just because he was legally married to Doumeki on paper meant nothing. He could lead a normal life. As he tried to smile back at her, he found that as he locked his different colored eyes with hers, that he couldn't.

"So who's the lucky girl?" he looked at her long and hard, gulping uncertainly. He scrambled to think up a name before-e.

"Doumeki-kun! What was the functions homework?" -he arrived. He snatched his hand away and held his books to his chest. By the way the girl beside Doumeki pestered him, he had been there for a while. He simply stared at the seer.

"g-good morning." he looked down shyly, feeling nothing like himself. He heard the barely covered hitch of breath as she just seemed to understand what was going on, and why did his face suddenly feel hot? From the corner of his eye he saw Doumeki walk off with girl A still bothering him about math homework. Himawari seemed to attempt recovering as she stared after Doumeki's hand in mute awe. She smiled in anticipation.

"So when's the reception?" she asked with a coy grin. Watanuki let his marriage documents fall to the floor in shock.

A/N: Next chapter! The reception! You bet! Sorry if this chapter seemed really half assed :S

(1) Watanuki's silliloquay in chapter 186 in XXXHoLiC

(2) One of my new songs I wrote, it's a peace type of song.

(3) My french teacher gave me detention? You want to know why? Because I was the only one who did my homework. She made me stay in to make it correct -_- which it already was