07 Footsteps
The sky was dark as Watanuki made his way home, late again from serving the Witch, and tired enough to drop. The empty streets made him nervous, but there was only another corner to go before he was in sight of his apartment. He could run if he had to, right? The footsteps he had been hearing behind him were just something his overactive imagination had cooked up.
Right?
He hurried along, shivering in the night air. He tried to think of what delicious foods he would cook up for tomorrows bento, he thought of Himawari's bright smile as he offered her his home cooked meal, and thought of Doumeki's annoying smirk as he stole from any box other than his own. The footsteps were quicker now, and Watanuki was defiantly not thinking about ghoulish, dripping monsters come to eat him up, nor black choking clouds of smoke that would blind him before a beast could take a bite, and he was defiantly, most positively not thinking of Doumeki rounding the next corner, bow in hand, ready to protect him from whatever it was in the darkness.
He almost broke into a run, his apartment finally in sight at the end of the street, the footsteps constantly drawing nearer. He had almost made it to his door, was already fumbling for his keys, when a strong hand clasped around his shoulder.
Watanuki felt his heart stop and leapt like a scolded cat. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHH! GETOFFME! GETOFFME!"
"Hn. You're noisy."
"DOUMEKI YOU BASTARD!"
"I want Takoyaki tomorrow."
Sorry this update is so late in coming... (And not brilliant either ^_^;;) Hopefully the next few will be a little quicker! :P
