Indiscriminate Happenings
Fandom: xxxHoLiC
Characters/Pairing: Doumeki, Watanuki
Prompt:3:10- Afraid
Rating: K
Chapter Genre: Humour
Summery: Watanuki makes friends with the ground yet again.
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Watanuki's P.O.V

It's funny how when you're afraid the adrenaline begins to course through you, regardless of the situation you're in. I've had years of my life knocked away because I've been scared and it doesn't help that in my life, that state of being is a constant necessity if you want to stay alive. Call me paranoid but you're not the one living my life so you have absolutely no right to talk.

…

Sorry. I'm wound a little tight at the moment. Yuuko-san has gone away with Mokona and I can't find Maru and Moro so I'm alone at the shop, forced to serve the customers coming through on my own. It's not as easy as one might assume to grant wishes but I go about it as best I can. After all, I've got Doumeki around to help me out, regardless of how much of an oaf he is, and he can be useful every now and again.

Narrative P.O.V
Watanuki headed out to the porch, his hands occupied by a tray that was laden with an assortment of foods and accompanied by sake and tea. He would've liked to stifle his yawn but as such that was an impossibility. Using his foot to nudge open the sliding door he stepped outside, frowning as he relieved himself of his burden. There was one major decoration missing from the porch and its name was Doumeki Shizuka. Tired and already on his way to grumpiness Watanuki grumbled, feeling the customary annoyance at his reluctant protector (reluctant for Watanuki; Doumeki was quite happy with his position in the boys life) begin to build and with it frustration at having prepared the meal with no one there to eat it. He was about to turn around and begin to search for the insolent teen but didn't get a chance.

"Oi."

Watanuki shrieked and stumbled, falling over the deck and landing hard on the ground, his heart pounding the whole way. Doumeki looked between the platter of food and the spot where Watanuki had fallen for a few seconds before peaking over to make sure the seer had not done permanent damage to himself somehow. Bi-coloured eyes glared up at him, the lack of glasses still something that, in Doumeki's humble opinion, made him look more open to the world. He stared back, blinked, then reached a hand over, holding it steady for Watanuki to take. Resigned, winded, and in slight pain from the connection he'd made with the ground, Watanuki took the offered assistance and allowed himself to be hauled up and seated by the tray. Knowing the look on the taller boys face he poured a cup of sake and set it in front of Doumeki then sat back to observe the fairly vulgar eating habits that were presented to him on a daily basis.

If she had been there, Yuuko would've sighed and said something along the lines of, "Ah, young love."
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Ah, and Yuuko torments poor Watanuki even when she's not there. Yeah, so I've lost half of my prompts because I'm an idiot. That's 50 drabbles you all aren't getting because of my absent-mindedness. Unless I can find them again, but I wasn't having much luck with that. Stupid livejournal... -.-