Disclaimer: I don't have any rights to xxxHolic or Glee, although I love the music from both

A/N: So, here's the second installment. If you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly following the story line of Glee, just using the premises the show is based around rather than the actual plot. It would be kind of difficult, considering the difference in characters and some of the stuff that would have to happen (dating problems, marital problems, pregers…) So yeah, sorry to any die-hard Glee fans out there. With that said, enjoy!

Watanuki stared. Doumeki stared back, his expression bland. "You, you, you're the very anti-epitome of a cheerleader!" Watanuki exclaimed, forgetting the girls still hanging onto his legs. They squealed in delight as his movements jerked them back and forth. "You're big and blunt and barely talk at all! What do you mean, you're one of Ichihara's minions?"

The boy in the wheelchair seemed to think a moment before answering. "I lift people," he offered. "It's important to have strong bases in a routine."

"But, but, you're a guy! I thought all the Cheerios were girls!"

Doumeki sighed as he leaned into the leather backing. "They need our help for some things. It's hard to hold two or three people on your shoulders for very long. A lot of the heavy work is left to the guys when it comes to gymnastics."

"Now you're just being sexist!"

"And you're just being rude."

Himiwari winced at the blatant hostility that her friend was showing. Usually he was polite, so polite he seemed almost stiff if a person didn't know him any better. But right now he seemed to have just lost it, his usual energy spilling out in abuse that hammered the newcomer. Although the other boy did seem to hold his own very well, for all of that. Maybe it was the start to a beautiful friendship?

"I don't believe this," Watanuki muttered before turning his attention back to the girls, attempting to dislodge them from his legs. They clung on with a tenacity that was frustrating, refusing to let go even as they were swung around. Himiwari left him to his irritated yells and made her way over to Doumeki, standing in front of him with until his gaze shifted to her.

"I really am sorry about how Watanuki is acting. He usually isn't like this, but with recent problems coming up and the stress of a new member joining, he's been a little - volatile, lately." She hoped it didn't sound too much like an excuse.

He grunted in response as he made his way past her, looking around at the outdated choir room. The wheels of his chair rolled noiselessly against the linoleum with each push his hands gave, although there also seemed to be an electric motor attached to the structure as well. She found herself wondering if he would be able to carry out the motions needed for their musical numbers in the condition he was in.

"So he isn't always like that?" The question caught her by surprise. Doumeki had turned back to watch as Watanuki was holding one of the girls at arm's length while Zashiki attempted to pry the other off him. Needless to say, not much headway was being made. Himiwari smiled with affection as she answered him.

"No, not usually. He's actually a really easy guy to get along with, if you can get past his moods and fussiness. I'm Himiwari Kunogi, by the way." She held out her hand expectantly, which he looked at for a moment before taking slowly. "And that guy over there is Kimihiro Watanuki." She realized that introductions all around, along with some kind of orientation, were probably in order. Which meant that she needed to get the guy who was in charge of all of this out of his current state of frenzy.

Walking over, she took – what had Doumeki called her again? - Maru from Watanuki and sat her down firmly in one of the chairs, calling out to the other girl cheerfully as she did so. "Hey you, I have some really good cookies that need some eating. Would you two like some?"

The girls didn't even hesitate. "Cookies!" they cried simultaneously, rushing towards the Tupperware that Himiwari was pulling out of a back pack. They fell on the baked goods and began to eat, chattering together as they did so.

"My cookies! Himiwari, how can you give those two little monsters the cookies I made just for y- for you guys?" Watanuki grumpily made his way over cautiously, eying the said monsters carefully in case they made any move to attack again. "And what are we going to do about him?" Him being the taciturn boy that Watanuki was pointing to with an expression of annoyance.

"You can tell me what you guys are doing here." A pause. "Other than making cookies and fighting little girls, that is."

Watanuki opened his mouth angrily to speak, then seemed to think better of it, simply turning around and walking stiffly to the table at the far end of the room. He snatched up a sheaf of papers, which he thrust into the other boy's hand before settling down to stare at him balefully. "This is the song we're preparing for an upcoming event, although I doubt that you'll be here for that long. Take a look at it while we practice." He huffed as he made his way over to the piano, gesturing to the diminutive girl who was seated behind it.

"This is Kohane, our pianist. And over there is Ame Warashi and Zashiki Warashi. We usually have some other members, but they aren't here today." The girls nodded to him in response, although Ame fixed him an unfriendly scowl that clearly showed her disapproval.

"Kohane, do you have the piano part down? Yes? Good, then we can run through it, although I don't know who we'll be assigning the solos to yet. We might audition for that." Watanuki ran his hand through his hair, making it stand up in messy spikes. "For now, let's just have Himiwari and Ame sing them." Frowning, he shuffled through the papers as he handed everyone their parts.

"I know this song." Watanuki turned to give the new arrival an icy look. "Good for you. I hope you would, seeing that its only one of the best hits of Journey. Although maybe knowing such basic information is considered impressive by those of your ilk." Again, that rudeness, thought Himiwari with exasperation. What was it about that boy that set off her friend so badly?

Doumeki turned the paper over in his hands, skimming the lines. "I'll sing." It wasn't really a request, just a statement of his intentions. Watanuki turned back towards him, his expression strained. "Well then, suit yourself. Just make sure not to mess us up. Or at least try to stay in the same key."

The piano started to play, the chords ringing through the room as they rose and fell in a nostalgic pattern that Himiwari had always loved. She closed her eyes before taking a breath, her lips parting as she began to sing.

"Just a small town girl

livin' in a lonely world

She took the midnight train goin' anywhere"

Ame stepped forward, her voice loud and raw.

"Just a city boy,

born and raised in South Detroit

He took the midnight train goin' anywhere"

The two girls joined now, blending voices to sing the second verse.

"A singer in a smoky room

The smell of wine and cheap perfume

For a smile they can share the night

It goes on and on and on and on"

They all breathed together, the piano launching them into the bridge as it began playing in earnest. Himiwari barely had time to see Doumeki sit straighter before she closed her eyes once more.

"Strangers waiting

Up and down the boulevard

Their shadows searching in the nights

Streetlights, people

Living just to find emotion

Hiding somewhere in the night"

Himiwari was pleasantly shocked as she listened to Doumeki's voice. He was good. He was very good. The bass that he sang in provided the perfect undertone that their group had been lacking for the past few weeks, fitting into the empty spot as if it was always supposed to be there. They sang together, relishing the sound they made. As the song neared its end, Himiwari allowed herself to be swept away by the moment, grinning towards Watanuki as she cut her eyes towards the boy in the wheel chair. He gave her a sheepish grin.

"Don't stop believin

Hold on to that feelin'

Streetlight, people"

Kohane ran her fingers down the keyboard, keeping them down on the last note as it faded away. The silence that followed was broken by Zashiki as she sighed with satisfaction, turning towards Doumeki as she did so. "You're really good, you know. It would be great if you could stay with us until Sectionals," she said shyly, voicing all of their thoughts. Well, all of them but one.

"What do you mean, Zashiki, asking him to stay like that! We're fine the way we were before!"

"Oh, be quiet for once Watanuki and stop acting like such a moron." Ame growled at him from her place by the piano. It seemed even she had realized how much they needed the silent newcomer, as much as she had been against it before. "It's not like you can sing that low."

He flushed at that, being reminded of his unnaturally high tenor. Still he persisted in his protests, bringing up various reasons why it would be the worst thing possible for Doumeki to stay. Himiwari tuned him out as she imagined what the next few weeks would be like. If today was any indicator, things around here would be getting very interesting.

So there you have it. Although this was originally supposed to be the entire oneshot, I've had some brainwaves for some future drabbles so it will probably continue to get updated. Thanks for reading! Review and let me know if there is anything that you want to see happening. I can't guarantee anything, but I have the misfortune of being highly susceptible to plot bunnies, so...