WARNING: Crack.

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Maybe it was just a bad day.

If he had to say what exactly irritated him the most that day he could have said one of several things. That is to say; he really didn't know if he could choose just one. Or rather, his headache was probably based off of the entire series of events.

He could blame it on the fact that Maru and Moro had let Doumeki into the shop. It wasn't the twins' fault though. They had probably been under orders from Yuuko, who had probably told Doumeki to come. Of course, they didn't have to run around the store shouting; "Meki, Meki! Nuki, Nuki! Meki Nuki! Meki hearts Nuki!"

And he could have blamed Mokona for copying them so instead of only two echoing voices he had four because Yuuko decided to join in too.

And he would have to say it was probably, at least partially, Yuuko's fault for having Doumeki bring those donuts the twins and Mokona liked so much. They made them have a sugar high; entertaining when watched from afar (sort of like watching Godzilla destroy Tokyo) but not so much fun while trying to clean.

He could have said it was the fact that Yuuko spiked his tea; but then he should have known better than to try and eat or drink anything after leaving it unattended. Even if he had only left the room for a few seconds. Even though it had been Yuuko's fault he had to leave.

But then, that hadn't really done anything; he'd noticed the difference before drinking it. The incident just made him (more) wary of anything edible (at least, if it came from anywhere near Yuuko.) He could blame that wariness for the fact that he accepted what he got from Doumeki. He really wasn't expecting the real trick to come from Doumeki of all people. Who would?

Plus, Doumeki had been simply passing on a gift from a client. Which should have made Watanuki suspicious, but then he was a bit careless from his headache and a little wary of anything that came from Yuuko – but not from Doumeki. Not that Watanuki trusted him or anything.

So when he woke up from his drugged unconsciousness – which, according to Doumeki, only lasted a few minutes – he was understandably disoriented. Not bad in itself, but waking up to Doumeki's face...

"Yuuko told me to give it to you." This was, as always, said in that monotone voice of his.

"WHAT! Why would you listen to her!"

"She's never done anything that would harm you."

"You mean she's never done anything to harm me permanently enough that I wouldn't be able to cook for her." And Doumeki shrugged. Watanuki flailed and knocked the glass of water next to him over. Doumeki just blinked.

Watanuki bristled and recoiled from the small puddle that formed on the floor.

"Get it away from meeeee!" He screeched. Doumeki looked around a bit for a cloth. While he was doing so, Watanuki was pondering his extreme reaction. Strange.

Also strange, Doumeki smelled good. That is to say, he didn't smell bad usually, more like just soap and detergent and incense. But now he smelled... better than normal.

Watanuki's eye twitched. Maybe it wasn't Doumeki, at least, he hoped so. He glanced around at the room. He'd cleaned it only about an hour ago. The smell hadn't been there. Nope, nothing was different. His tail thrashed irritatedly.

...Tail? T-t-t-TAIL!?

"D-d-d-Doumeki?"

"Mm?"

"I-I-I...I seem to have a t-t-t-t-t..."

"Tail? You have ears too."

"Eeeh?!" Watanuki patted his head and indeed, there were two furred triangles on his head, above his normal ears. "B-b-b-but..." He tugged on one and stinging tears came to his eyes. He blinked them away, suddenly furious. "YUUK-"

"Someone is here!" "Someone is here!"

"Oi."

"WHAT?!! I'M HAVING A CRISIS HERE!!" Watanuki snarled. Doumeki blinked.

"Get the door."

"Well why can't you get it!" Watanuki snapped. Doumeki gave a half shrug, raised an eyebrow and pointed at the spilled water, which, despite his best efforts and several cloths, seemed to be expanding. Watanuki balked and scrambled to get out of the room.

"...Kazahaya?!" The other boy appeared to be having the same problem as he himself.

"What, is it the blue moon or something in the water?"

Watanuki's hackles rose when he heard the new voice. Even though the tone was slightly sarcastic... Something about it reminded him of...

"Shut up Rikuo!" Kazahaya bristled and yelled at the new comer. The light haired boy (who also happened to have a striped tail and speckled ears) handed Watanuki a bushel of something weird. Watanuki took it from him gingerly, wary of the strange pieces of paper that somehow held together the thing. Kazahaya's tail was standing up, spiked, as he glared at the person – Rikuo, Watanuki supposed – next to him.

"I'll just... take this to Yuuk-"

"Watanukiiiii!" Kazahaya wailed. "Do they ever stop?" Kazahaya's ears flattened.

"Huh?" Watanuki stumbled a bit as Kazahaya threw himself toward him.

"It's horrible! Cats have been chasing me around so much that I had to bring Rikuo! Rikuo of all people!!" He wibbled.

"You didn't seem to be complaining when-" Kazahaya launched himself off of Watanuki – putting him off balance – and tackled Rikuo. Watanuki flailed as he fell, the bushel of weirdness was definitely not helping. He braced himself for the impact, but found himself against something soft and solid.

"I thought cats were supposed to have good balance."

"Shut up you-you-you SHINTO BOY!"

"Shinto boy? That's a new one."

"Rikuo Himura, when I...!!" Kazahaya's voice echoed back and faded as the two left the lot.

"Meki is hugging Nuki!" "Meki is hugging Nuki!"

"What!? HE IS NOT!"

"Meki loves Nuki!" Mokona piped in. Watanuki shoved Doumeki away and swiped at the ball of fluff.

"Shut up you manju bun!"

"Nukinuki is just sexually frustrated Mokona." Yuuko drawled.

"Where did you come from!?!?!"

"Nukinuki is sexually frustrated!" "Nukinuki is sexually frustrated!"

"Nukinuki is a sex fiend!" Mokona said gleefully.

"A sex fiend!" "Sex fiend!"

"ARGH!"

"You aren't the only one they're teasing you know." Doumeki said.

"This is sexual harassment!"

"Sekuhara! Sekuhara!" "Sekuhara! Sekuhara!"

In hindsight, he would just blame Yuuko for everything.