Indiscriminate Happenings
Fandom: xxxHoLiC
Characters/Pairing: Doumeki, Watanuki
Prompt:6:6- Dolls
Rating: K
Chapter Genre: Humour
Summary: Everyone is going through Mokona Madness and Watanuki has a bad feeling about future situations.
I
Watanuki didn't know whether he should be annoyed at the pretentious witch for shoving the black Mokona doll into his arms and telling him that if he lost it he'd be eternally indebted to her (which he was but that goes without saying), or dreading her reasons, which she had yet to disclose. He wasn't worried about the looks he'd receive; everyone else was already carrying the little stuffed creatures around, matching the colours to themselves or their significant others, treating them like promise rings of something. Beside that, they all regard him as an outcast as it was, not knowing what to make of his actions and turning their backs, not wanting to get involved with such an oddity. It struck him slightly odd that his teachers were even buying into the fad that Yuuko herself had started (the science teacher, Fai, had went out and bought himself a white one with a blue gem and their gym teacher Kurogane had a black and red one forced onto him, the opposites of their original colours), but knowing Fai-sensei it was to be expected and he didn't think twice about it.
As he was walking, thinking about the events that had recently taken place in his life and passing over the bridge, he slipped on a rocked, lurching forward with a yelp. The stuffed Mokona flew out his hands, bouncing on the concrete and landing at the feet of another pedestrian. The tall boy leaned down, grabbing the toy with one large hand and striding to the struggling boy and pulling him up. Narrow hazel eyes stared down at him from a blank face, somehow giving Watanuki the feeling of inferiority and a surge of anger to go with it. Annoyance swelled up in him, recognizing the boy as Doumeki Shizuka from his athletics class. The archer shoved the replica into his hands and released him, their shoulders brushing and his fingers trailing along the small of Watanuki's back as he pulled away. There was silence as he walked away, though Watanuki had a sinking feeling that he would be seeing a lot more of the taller teen in the near and distance future.
"Jeez, what a jerk," he grumbled, continuing on his way.
II
Yeah... I loved the idea of Mokona plushies so I added them in. :D I actually got this idea in the shower I think... Then I forgot it and remembered during my lunch break at work. I had to write it down in my notebook before I lost it again. I hope you all enjoyed it~!