Warnings: slash, crude language, aimless, really really short
Disclaimers: I do not own xxxHOLiC or the associated characters; they belong to the ever-so-wonder CLAMP and associates, of which I am not one (sadly). Written for violet-phoenix-rose's Calendar Challenge on HPFC.
Uzuki: Flower
Watanuki did not talk to Doumeki. He did not look at Doumeki, he did not give Doumeki the time of day.
Watanuki would say there was no difference between this and his usually attitude toward Doumeki. It was exactly how he had treated Doumeki all through April too. Really.
But Doumeki looked at his substandard lunch and knew completely otherwise. He didn't complain though, as it was... well, it wasn't his fault. Watanuki had asked and Doumeki had told him. There was no blame to be put on the archer for the incident.
Watanuki disagreed obviously, but he wouldn't talk to Doumeki in the few instances that they were near each other, which was only during lunch and while walking to and from school.
And so it was that Doumeki was getting less social interaction that usual because he had discovered and divulged that his friend (because they were friends, no matter Watanuki's protests) had a crush on him. Doumeki didn't mind it in the least bit, but the revelation obviously didn't sit well with Watanuki, which led to Doumeki spending most of his time mostly alone at his shrine with nothing to do but sweep and think.
It was funny how sweeping made him realize something about himself.
He didn't really care much about girls. They were aesthetically pleasing, sure, but... well, he found Watanuki infinitely more interesting than Kunogi.
Maybe, just maybe, he had a crush on Watanuki as well.
Doumeki's brow furrowed. He had nothing against being gay, but his parents might not like the idea. He didn't know; it wasn't something that had come up in conversation. It occurred to him that, as of the past year or so, his family hadn't been much of one.
He continued sweeping, physically and metaphorically, and put those thoughts elsewhere for later.
Author's Note: Sorry this one is so obscenely short (and late), but that's just how it has to be because everything that was in it... that was the point of it. That's why I didn't get to it for ages; there was so little to write in this chapter that I just didn't want to... that and I kinda forgot about this story -_-" I'll have the June installation out later this week though, I promise. (Summer vacation starts noon on Tuesday – WooT!)
Couldn't really figure out any way to use the quote ("And so begins my life as a nun") because it simply wouldn't make sense.