Teh music meme; xxxHOLiC, Doumeki/Watanuki
fandom:xxxHOLiC
Meme:
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
Warnings: Some non-explicit sex--I'd say PG-13 at the most. And...a little bit of crack here and there. OOC occasionally jumps up an down and waves its arms, but hopefully not too often. And not edited whatsoever. I like this freewrite crap.
ONE (takes place in a slightly AU fic I'm working on)
Once Upon Your Dead Body-Coheed and Cambria
His fingers are trembling as he combs Yuuko's hair. Four years today.
Yuuko is weak, can barely walk ten steps without needing to sit down. Moro and Maru sleep twenty-three hours out of the day, and the entire shop flickers every so often, leaving Doumeki often holding nothing for brief moments.
Four years he's been gone. Four years.
Doumeki's angry, yeah. He might love Watanuki Kimihiro more than anyone, but the world is falling apart around their ears and it'd because Watanuki's gone.
Yuuko's hair is streaked with grey. She sips tea slowly, her bottle of sake untouched.
TWO
Broadway-Goo Goo Dolls
The street is dark and Watanuki doesn't really want to go out there.
In here is not much better, he muses-his apartment no longer holds back the spirits and he's not willing to ask Doumeki for new ofuda.
Of course, the part of his mind that hates Doumeki's guts says, it's not like Doumeki could make ofuda right anyway, which is definitely wrong but it still makes him feel satisfied.
But still. He has three choices-go out into that dark street, to Yuuko's or Doumeki's, or stay here.
None of them-he doesn't want to do any of them.
The spirit finally eats through the ofuda taped to the windowsill, the last one, and jumps on him and devours and Watanuki's seeing blurry things-oh god he's being eaten-
The door slams open.
THREE
Jenny Don't be Hasty-Paolo Nutini
Watanuki's hands are tangled in his hair, his mouth is sucking on his earlobe, his legs are wrapped around his waist and Doumeki can't think like this, can't remember anything but Watanuki in him, or around him, or all over him, just Watanuki-
In the morning when they wake up Watanuki will shove him away and look at him with ohsowidescared eyes and even a hint of disgust, and whether he's disgusted with Doumeki or himself Doumeki's not sure, but it still hurts.
It's not like he calls out anyone's name during sex, not Doumeki's, not Himawari's, no one's, it's not like he's cheating on Doumeki, if this is even a relationship, but in the morning he looks at Doumeki with broken angry eyes and Doumeki wonders why he said yes in the first place.
FOUR
Map of the Problematique-Muse
He is standing right there when a spray of glass and a skinny limp body lands in front of him, not two feet away-
Glass hits him in the face and neck and then he's splattered with blood, wildly, and he hears Himawari scream and gasps from other students and he kneels and it's Watanukiit'sWatanukiohgodit's Watanuki-
He's unconscious and his glasses are shattered beyond repair but Doumeki grabs what he can and lifts the boy into his arms and he feels warm blood seep into him and a teach approaches him.
"We need to call an ambulance-Doumeki-kun!" Because he's running now, with Watanuki in his arms and running and he has to get to Yuuko's because Watanuki breathes shallow and fluttery against his collarbone, his heart, under Doumeki's hand, beats weak and slow and he's going to die-
The shop. It's there, it's not a field and he runs in and Yuuko stands there and Doumeki:
"I'll do anything."
And Yuuko:
"I know."
FIVE
trinity blood-trinity blood ost
Doumeki-kun's face is always blank, but there is this look in his eyes, Kohane thinks, whenever he looks at Kimihiro-kun and it's sad and longing and desperate and her mother lifts her hand to slam it down on Kimihiro-kun and no! and-
That look is flooding from Doumeki-kun's eyes to his entire face as he grabs her arm, holds it tightly. His lips are set and he won't hurt Mother but he's firm and Kimihiro-kun looks at him but doesn't see, because he doesn't ever see, not really, and Kohane aches because Doumeki-kun doesn't stop watching Kimihiro-kun even when Kimihiro-kun looks away.
Mother slumps to the ground and Doumeki-kun still doesn't let go of her arm, but his grip softens and he glances at Kohane.
Thank you, she says.
SIX
Heretic-Luther will not recant-Luther soundtrack
"We have a transfer student, class," the teacher says, and it's a boy who looks at no one, just the wall. He's wearing tradition mourning colors, and tradition clothing, a gi and hakama and haori.
The boy's name is Doumeki Shizuka, and somehow they have ended up sitting next to each other, despite the fact that they are at opposite ends of the alphabet. He is silent, several inches taller than Kimihiro, and has this intense blank look on his face all the time. His eyes are gold-colored and they're either sad or angry or maybe they're just eyes.
In gym class, they're doing track today, and Kimihiro wins the 50-meter by a lot but loses both the 100- and 200-meter to this Shizuka kid, who still says nothing when Kimihiro goes up to him afterward and grudgingly says, "Good race." No, he just looks at Kimihiro for a long moment and his eyes know something and Kimihiro wonders if maybe he sees them too.
On the way he home, he's racing with a sack of groceries in his hand and one catches him and tackles him to the ground and he can see that kid, holding a carton of milk and a bag of fruit, watching him with those eyes.
SEVEN
Troubled So Hard (Natural Blues)-Paolo Nutini
"You are running out of things to give him, Doumeki-kun," Yuuko says.
"Aah." Doumeki takes a sip of tea.
"Your eye, your blood, your time-and you don't tell him of those consequences, do you?" She has a gleam in her eye and Watanuki knows that she knows he's eavesdropping, and Doumeki looks up at her sharply.
"They're a part of the price, aren't they?" he asks simply."
"Yes," Yuuko says.
"Then I pay the prices myself. I can take care of-"
Days Doumeki missed after he'd stood in the rain, after giving up his blood-
Rumors of Doumeki losing tournaments after giving Watanuki half his eye-
And then his voice: "Anyway, he doesn't really care now, does he?"
Watanuki freezes.
EIGHT
Dream a Dream-Captain Jack
It hits him in the street one day as Doumeki's walking him to his apartment: oh my God I'm in love with him.
Like getting shot.
And so he turns around and looks at him and he's shot again, only this time it's oh my God he's beautiful and without thinking throws himself at Doumeki, climbing him like a tree, arms around his neck, legs around his waist and kisses him, hard, and Doumeki goes very still with shock and then kisses him back and it's all mouth and heat and tongue and teeth and they don't need to say anything because really, they seem to communicate better when they're not talking, but doing something-anything, really-else.
Some old lady pulls them apart, shocked, and Watanuki barely makes it to the apartment without jumping Doumeki but once they're in the hallway, not even through the door, they're all over each other again and shit Doumeki do that again and get those pants off and oh yes right there please more harder don't stop shit don't you dare please please please-Doumeki alternatively begging in his ear please let me and murmuring sutras or something and then a groan that might be Kimihiro and Watanuki gasping, gasping, he doesn't know what he's saying and do that again yes yes please and ohh-
Well.
It's good.
Really good.
NINE
High Roller-The Crystal Method
This is a job they both have to do-Watanuki has to tie these odd smooth silver ribbons that almost feel like cloth water to this fence, but while he's doing this, he's being constantly attacked by these crazy spirits who can bite him and they discovered this the hard way and so Doumeki has to ward them off while Watanuki works because he can't even touch the fence-it burns him.
So they work together, back to back, Doumeki shooting blindly half the time and the other half getting yelled at because "OH MY GOD DOUMEKI IT'S RIGHT NEXT TO ME OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW-"
"I shot it five seconds ago, Watanuki. It can't still be biting you."
"SHUT UP."
It feels good to work together.
TEN (AU)
Do It Well--Jennifer Lopez
He ends up at the table of 'we got dragged to the dance club' guys (and girl)-Doumeki, Yasha, Kurogane, Kamui, and Souma. They're playing Egyptian Ratscrew and Souma is winning. A lot.
"Doumeki won BS," Kamui mutters, grumpier even than usual, though Watanuki supposes that seeing your older brother grinding with the local sociopath might make you pretty grumpy. "Fuuma's drunk somewhere. And it's just a matter of time before Ashura-san asks Yasha-san to dance."
Souma is drunk. Totally smashed drunk. She giggles. "Hehe~Yasha-san's whipped."
Yasha says nothing, but he's both blushing and looking vaguely but stoically frightened, because Ashura is presently breakdancing. Doumeki smirks. Kurogane snorts into his Jack Daniels.
Watanuki sits down and orders vodka. A lot of vodka.
He hates dance clubs. Damn Fai and his puppy-dog eyes.
"Oi."
"WHAT YOU CRETIN."
"Why aren't you dancing?"
"BECAUSE," Watanuki yells, grabbing Doumeki's collar, who sticks his fingers in his ears, "THE LAST TIME I DANCED YOU ASKED ME IF I WAS BEING ATTACKED BY SPIRITS OR IF I WAS JUST ENJOYING FLAILING!"
"I liked it," Doumeki says nonchalantly. "It was sexy."
"Hehe~Doumeki thinks Watanuki's sexy!" Souma giggles some more.
"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU-"
Yeah. Crack.
Meme:
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them.
Warnings: Some non-explicit sex--I'd say PG-13 at the most. And...a little bit of crack here and there. OOC occasionally jumps up an down and waves its arms, but hopefully not too often. And not edited whatsoever. I like this freewrite crap.
ONE (takes place in a slightly AU fic I'm working on)
Once Upon Your Dead Body-Coheed and Cambria
His fingers are trembling as he combs Yuuko's hair. Four years today.
Yuuko is weak, can barely walk ten steps without needing to sit down. Moro and Maru sleep twenty-three hours out of the day, and the entire shop flickers every so often, leaving Doumeki often holding nothing for brief moments.
Four years he's been gone. Four years.
Doumeki's angry, yeah. He might love Watanuki Kimihiro more than anyone, but the world is falling apart around their ears and it'd because Watanuki's gone.
Yuuko's hair is streaked with grey. She sips tea slowly, her bottle of sake untouched.
TWO
Broadway-Goo Goo Dolls
The street is dark and Watanuki doesn't really want to go out there.
In here is not much better, he muses-his apartment no longer holds back the spirits and he's not willing to ask Doumeki for new ofuda.
Of course, the part of his mind that hates Doumeki's guts says, it's not like Doumeki could make ofuda right anyway, which is definitely wrong but it still makes him feel satisfied.
But still. He has three choices-go out into that dark street, to Yuuko's or Doumeki's, or stay here.
None of them-he doesn't want to do any of them.
The spirit finally eats through the ofuda taped to the windowsill, the last one, and jumps on him and devours and Watanuki's seeing blurry things-oh god he's being eaten-
The door slams open.
THREE
Jenny Don't be Hasty-Paolo Nutini
Watanuki's hands are tangled in his hair, his mouth is sucking on his earlobe, his legs are wrapped around his waist and Doumeki can't think like this, can't remember anything but Watanuki in him, or around him, or all over him, just Watanuki-
In the morning when they wake up Watanuki will shove him away and look at him with ohsowidescared eyes and even a hint of disgust, and whether he's disgusted with Doumeki or himself Doumeki's not sure, but it still hurts.
It's not like he calls out anyone's name during sex, not Doumeki's, not Himawari's, no one's, it's not like he's cheating on Doumeki, if this is even a relationship, but in the morning he looks at Doumeki with broken angry eyes and Doumeki wonders why he said yes in the first place.
FOUR
Map of the Problematique-Muse
He is standing right there when a spray of glass and a skinny limp body lands in front of him, not two feet away-
Glass hits him in the face and neck and then he's splattered with blood, wildly, and he hears Himawari scream and gasps from other students and he kneels and it's Watanukiit'sWatanukiohgodit's Watanuki-
He's unconscious and his glasses are shattered beyond repair but Doumeki grabs what he can and lifts the boy into his arms and he feels warm blood seep into him and a teach approaches him.
"We need to call an ambulance-Doumeki-kun!" Because he's running now, with Watanuki in his arms and running and he has to get to Yuuko's because Watanuki breathes shallow and fluttery against his collarbone, his heart, under Doumeki's hand, beats weak and slow and he's going to die-
The shop. It's there, it's not a field and he runs in and Yuuko stands there and Doumeki:
"I'll do anything."
And Yuuko:
"I know."
FIVE
trinity blood-trinity blood ost
Doumeki-kun's face is always blank, but there is this look in his eyes, Kohane thinks, whenever he looks at Kimihiro-kun and it's sad and longing and desperate and her mother lifts her hand to slam it down on Kimihiro-kun and no! and-
That look is flooding from Doumeki-kun's eyes to his entire face as he grabs her arm, holds it tightly. His lips are set and he won't hurt Mother but he's firm and Kimihiro-kun looks at him but doesn't see, because he doesn't ever see, not really, and Kohane aches because Doumeki-kun doesn't stop watching Kimihiro-kun even when Kimihiro-kun looks away.
Mother slumps to the ground and Doumeki-kun still doesn't let go of her arm, but his grip softens and he glances at Kohane.
Thank you, she says.
SIX
Heretic-Luther will not recant-Luther soundtrack
"We have a transfer student, class," the teacher says, and it's a boy who looks at no one, just the wall. He's wearing tradition mourning colors, and tradition clothing, a gi and hakama and haori.
The boy's name is Doumeki Shizuka, and somehow they have ended up sitting next to each other, despite the fact that they are at opposite ends of the alphabet. He is silent, several inches taller than Kimihiro, and has this intense blank look on his face all the time. His eyes are gold-colored and they're either sad or angry or maybe they're just eyes.
In gym class, they're doing track today, and Kimihiro wins the 50-meter by a lot but loses both the 100- and 200-meter to this Shizuka kid, who still says nothing when Kimihiro goes up to him afterward and grudgingly says, "Good race." No, he just looks at Kimihiro for a long moment and his eyes know something and Kimihiro wonders if maybe he sees them too.
On the way he home, he's racing with a sack of groceries in his hand and one catches him and tackles him to the ground and he can see that kid, holding a carton of milk and a bag of fruit, watching him with those eyes.
SEVEN
Troubled So Hard (Natural Blues)-Paolo Nutini
"You are running out of things to give him, Doumeki-kun," Yuuko says.
"Aah." Doumeki takes a sip of tea.
"Your eye, your blood, your time-and you don't tell him of those consequences, do you?" She has a gleam in her eye and Watanuki knows that she knows he's eavesdropping, and Doumeki looks up at her sharply.
"They're a part of the price, aren't they?" he asks simply."
"Yes," Yuuko says.
"Then I pay the prices myself. I can take care of-"
Days Doumeki missed after he'd stood in the rain, after giving up his blood-
Rumors of Doumeki losing tournaments after giving Watanuki half his eye-
And then his voice: "Anyway, he doesn't really care now, does he?"
Watanuki freezes.
EIGHT
Dream a Dream-Captain Jack
It hits him in the street one day as Doumeki's walking him to his apartment: oh my God I'm in love with him.
Like getting shot.
And so he turns around and looks at him and he's shot again, only this time it's oh my God he's beautiful and without thinking throws himself at Doumeki, climbing him like a tree, arms around his neck, legs around his waist and kisses him, hard, and Doumeki goes very still with shock and then kisses him back and it's all mouth and heat and tongue and teeth and they don't need to say anything because really, they seem to communicate better when they're not talking, but doing something-anything, really-else.
Some old lady pulls them apart, shocked, and Watanuki barely makes it to the apartment without jumping Doumeki but once they're in the hallway, not even through the door, they're all over each other again and shit Doumeki do that again and get those pants off and oh yes right there please more harder don't stop shit don't you dare please please please-Doumeki alternatively begging in his ear please let me and murmuring sutras or something and then a groan that might be Kimihiro and Watanuki gasping, gasping, he doesn't know what he's saying and do that again yes yes please and ohh-
Well.
It's good.
Really good.
NINE
High Roller-The Crystal Method
This is a job they both have to do-Watanuki has to tie these odd smooth silver ribbons that almost feel like cloth water to this fence, but while he's doing this, he's being constantly attacked by these crazy spirits who can bite him and they discovered this the hard way and so Doumeki has to ward them off while Watanuki works because he can't even touch the fence-it burns him.
So they work together, back to back, Doumeki shooting blindly half the time and the other half getting yelled at because "OH MY GOD DOUMEKI IT'S RIGHT NEXT TO ME OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW-"
"I shot it five seconds ago, Watanuki. It can't still be biting you."
"SHUT UP."
It feels good to work together.
TEN (AU)
Do It Well--Jennifer Lopez
He ends up at the table of 'we got dragged to the dance club' guys (and girl)-Doumeki, Yasha, Kurogane, Kamui, and Souma. They're playing Egyptian Ratscrew and Souma is winning. A lot.
"Doumeki won BS," Kamui mutters, grumpier even than usual, though Watanuki supposes that seeing your older brother grinding with the local sociopath might make you pretty grumpy. "Fuuma's drunk somewhere. And it's just a matter of time before Ashura-san asks Yasha-san to dance."
Souma is drunk. Totally smashed drunk. She giggles. "Hehe~Yasha-san's whipped."
Yasha says nothing, but he's both blushing and looking vaguely but stoically frightened, because Ashura is presently breakdancing. Doumeki smirks. Kurogane snorts into his Jack Daniels.
Watanuki sits down and orders vodka. A lot of vodka.
He hates dance clubs. Damn Fai and his puppy-dog eyes.
"Oi."
"WHAT YOU CRETIN."
"Why aren't you dancing?"
"BECAUSE," Watanuki yells, grabbing Doumeki's collar, who sticks his fingers in his ears, "THE LAST TIME I DANCED YOU ASKED ME IF I WAS BEING ATTACKED BY SPIRITS OR IF I WAS JUST ENJOYING FLAILING!"
"I liked it," Doumeki says nonchalantly. "It was sexy."
"Hehe~Doumeki thinks Watanuki's sexy!" Souma giggles some more.
"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU-"
Yeah. Crack.