Indiscriminate Happenings
Fandom: xxxHoLiC
Characters/Pairing: Yuuko, Mokona, Mugetsu, Himawari, Kohane, Doumeki, Watanuki
Prompt:9:7- Carry You
Rating: K
Chapter Genre: Fluff
Summary: Sap overload imminent. Beware.
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Doumeki relaxed against the soft blanket they had set up for the picnic, munching on another onigiri as he watched the small group of people run through the wide, expansive field they set up in, playing tag. Watanuki was out there, alongside Kohane and Himawari with a fully grown Mugetsu and Mokona chasing them. He watched as the other teen tripped over something and was grounded in a second, Mugetsu pouncing on him when he hit, a cloud of dust billowing up from their impact. Kohane smiled, pausing then retreating back to where Doumeki sat, calling back that she was getting some food.

She took a seat beside him as Watanuki desperately attempted to get out from under the overly-loving canine spirit, yelped and flailing, unable to resist the loud laughter leaving him at the tickling sensation. The girl helped herself to piece of tamagoyaki and glanced at him, the smile still playing on her lips.

"You should join us," she said, nibbling on the morsel and watching him carefully out of the corner of her eye, pale pink sakura petals taken from the branches by the soft wind that cooled them off. Doumeki shrugged, sipping on the cup of sake abandoned by Watanuki when he had left to instigate their game (Mokona was asking for, it you asked him. But no one did).

"You looked like you were having fun," he replied, swishing the alcohol in his glass, a petal caught on the surface and casting ripples in the confined space. "I didn't want to interrupt."

"He doesn't mind half as much as he says he does you know."

He looked at her out of the corner of his eye, remained silent for a period, and nodded. "I know."

"Then why don't you join us?" she pushed, choosing a thermos of hot tea instead of the numerous bottles of alcohol that littered the blanket. If they hadn't been in such a reclusive area they would have been arrested for drunk and disorderly, providing alcohol to minors (Yuuko), and noise complaints (Watanuki).

"I'd rather he come to me."

Kohane hummed and took one last sip of the beverage she held, standing to rejoin them.

Eventually, as dusk fell and the sky began to turn dark, they all pulled back in, Mokona and Mugetsu attacking the leftover food and the two girls giggling at their antics. Watanuki sighed, content and tired from a long day spent with friends. Sometime after Kohane had left Yuuko reappeared from where ever it was that she ran off to, a sly smirk on her lips. Doumeki didn't asked; he knew better than to question to Dimension Witch when she looked like she was planning something.

Another hour slipped past without anyone's notice and when Doumeki turned to see why there was a distinct lack of Watanuki's loud input in the conversation he blinked. The smaller teen was half curled on his side, Kohane's head resting on his mostly twisted stomach and both were sleeping soundly, ignorant of the rambunctious sounds around them. Yuuko popped up behind him, another of her grins on her lips.

"Saa~ Doumeki-kun, would you mind taking them home with you tonight?" she asked, voice teetering in a way that suggested she was drunk (because everyone but Watanuki knew that she was so tolerant to alcohol that she wasn't actually as inebriated as she often acted). "I'm afraid his house is under renovations and it's too late for Kohane-chan to go back to the place she's staying."

He nodded and she ran off with Mokona, the black porkbun-esque creature already having cleaned up the mess and Himawari gone home a good twenty minutes earlier. He sighed, going to rouse the smaller teen. A small hand stopped him and sleepy brown eyes looked up at him.

"You don't have to wake him up," she murmured, slowly raising her body so she no longer rested on Watanuki. The boy continued to slumber uninhibited and undisturbed by her movements, shifting only minimally to readjust himself now that the weight was gone. Doumeki nodded and turned so she could climb onto his back, making sure her grip was good enough to keep herself up, then gently cradled the unconscious boy in his arms, mimicking a position they had been in many times and comforted by the knowledge that, this time, he wasn't hurt or in any pain.

"You don't have to do this you know," she whispered, head lolling groggily against his shoulder. He shrugged as best as he could.

"I'll carry you as long as I can," he stated, voice low and soft. "Both of you."
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I gotta go to work now! Bye bye! (I read the latest chapter of Holic and OHMYGOD I almost squealed, not kidding! So cute! I knew that was going to happen!)... So... Tired. Not cool. -.-' If any of you have yet to see August Rush, go do it. Now. Seriously, it's an amazing movie. Especially if you're a music lover~! I swear I almost cried during the rhapsody.