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04. Half.
Watanuki was aware of the weird double vision that Doumeki sometimes experienced when the cook wasn't able to keep his emotions in check. He was also painfully aware of how embarrassing the situation could become if he wasn't careful. He was not aware however, that the connection worked both ways…
It started small at first, just little glimpses of Doumeki's day to day routine. For weeks he saw the stoic archer eat cheap cup ramen with his parents, sweep the temple grounds, practice after school… All pretty innocent stuff. Watanuki was irritated, but eventually the happenings became almost routine and he learned to ignore the tiny windows into his rivals existence.
Deep down he figured he owed him the courtesy of not spazzing for once… after all, the eye had been shared, and there wasn't anything either of them could do about it now. Besides, when did Doumeki ever complain?
A bright spring day, and another backbreaking afternoon spent cleaning the vast storeroom of Yuuko's shop. Watanuki huffed, and with rolled up sleeves attacked another dust laden shelf full of oddities. Yuuko lounged on an ornate chaise at the end of the room, watching her employee with a sly smirk and a bottle of sake.
"Wa-ta-nu-ki!" She sang, "Don't forget to dust all the nooks and crannies!"
The bespectacled boy sneezed loudly and pointed an outraged finger at the witch, "When do I ever miss a single spec of dust? Hmmm??"
Yuuko just lazily smirked back at him, a knowing look in her eyes. "Have you seen anything with that eye lately? Anything interesting?"
And as if she had known it would happen… as if she was sitting there, being irritating just so she could witness this moment… (And later, Watanuki deeply believed this was the case.) Watanuki's vision shifted slightly, and suddenly half of his sight was centred on Doumeki Shizuka, reflected in his bathroom mirror.
A shiver ran up Watanuki's back, and he let out an outraged skwark of surprise before slapping a hand over the offending eye and turning a becoming shade of pink.
"T-that… That PERVERT!" He stormed from the room, muttering obscenities as he went.
Yuuko's smile widened, and she waved the now empty bottle about, "Watanuki-chaaaaaan! More Sake!"
If Doumeki Shizuka was surprised at an eye-patch being thrust at him the next day at school by an outraged, and profusely blushing Watanuki Kimihiro… he didn't show it.
