X/xxxHOLiC crossover drabble
A quick drabble that would not leave me alone until I wrote it. ^^ Anyway, the world needs more X/xxxHOLiC fanfic, doesn't it? I'm not sure about which Japanese honorifics would be used, so I've left honorifics out of this drabble.
Disclaimer: X, xxxHOLiC and their characters are the property of CLAMP, and no profit is made from this fanfic.
"I can't grant that wish," said Yuuko flatly.
Kamui's eyebrows furrowed. "Why not?"
"The price is too high."
"I'm willing to pay any price!" said Kamui. "I've got to get Fuuma back."
"Then, that is something you will have to do yourself." Yuuko settled back in her chair. "I won't get involved with such a risky matter."
Kamui seethed. After going to all the trouble of visiting this weird-as-hell woman in her weird house with her weird servants, there was nothing she could do to return Fuuma's personality? Or rather, there was nothing she would do? "Subaru said that this shop sells wishes! I don't care how much it costs me, so why won't you grant my wish?"
Yuuko waved her arm expansively. Her bracelets jingled. "I told you, it would be dangerous for me. If I could grant your wish, it would mean my taking on a great weight, and that's something I'm not prepared to do." She looked Kamui in the eye. "And that's regardless of the price I'd have you pay. Subaru should know better than to suggest this."
"He didn't," said Kamui in a dull tone of voice.
"Don't be down about it, kid! Your coming to this place is hitsuzen." Yuuko rested her head in her hands. "There's bound to be something else you want that I can help with."
The door opened, and Watanuki stepped through, carrying a tray with drinks on.
Yuuko clapped her hands with glee. "You took your time with those! I've been dying of thirst in here!"
Watanuki's grumpy expression changed. "I couldn't find any alcohol, so you've got to have fruit juice instead," he said with a faint trace of malice.
"Nooooooooo!" Yuuko collapsed, hiding her face. "I want a drink!"
From the corridor outside, Maru and Moro could be heard chanting "A drink! A drink!"
Kamui grinned. He opened up the backpack he was carrying, and lifted out a bottle of sake. "Subaru didn't think you'd help me, but he said if I was going to see you, it was a good idea to bring a gift. But since you won't grant my wish, you won't be getting this!"
Yuuko practically drooled. A moment later, she shook her head vigorously. "No, no, I still can't grant that wish. Not even for..." She licked her lips. "...premium grade sake."
"I've wasted too much time here already," said Kamui, pushing past Watanuki on his way to the door. "Thanks for nothing!"
"Wait!" Yuuko called. "I know there's something else you want that I can give you. In exchange for that sake..."
Kamui paused.
"Watanuki! Go to the treasure room, and get the box from the second shelf on the right. It's in between the bandolier with bells in and the eyeball in a jar." Yuuko ordered.
Watanuki looked queasy, but did as he was told. After he returned with the box, he left the room in a hurry. "The things she keeps in that treasure room..." he muttered to himself.
"Well? What is it?" Kamui said, sharply. He had not had a good day.
"First, the sake." Yuuko grabbed her payment with both hands, hugging it close. Then she put the bottle down on a low table, and handed Kamui the box. "Open it. If you use this, it will rid you of some unwanted nuisances."
Curiously, Kamui pried open the box, revealing a small, unmarked bottle. "What nuisances?"
"Unwanted romantic attention," said Yuuko, looking rather smug. "It's a special brand of Stalker-Away, in the form of cologne! Don't you think it's useful? I bet there are loads of people stalking a pretty boy like you."
Kamui twitched with irritation, but made no move to return the cologne.
He wondered if he should try it out at school the next day.
Disclaimer: X, xxxHOLiC and their characters are the property of CLAMP, and no profit is made from this fanfic.
"I can't grant that wish," said Yuuko flatly.
Kamui's eyebrows furrowed. "Why not?"
"The price is too high."
"I'm willing to pay any price!" said Kamui. "I've got to get Fuuma back."
"Then, that is something you will have to do yourself." Yuuko settled back in her chair. "I won't get involved with such a risky matter."
Kamui seethed. After going to all the trouble of visiting this weird-as-hell woman in her weird house with her weird servants, there was nothing she could do to return Fuuma's personality? Or rather, there was nothing she would do? "Subaru said that this shop sells wishes! I don't care how much it costs me, so why won't you grant my wish?"
Yuuko waved her arm expansively. Her bracelets jingled. "I told you, it would be dangerous for me. If I could grant your wish, it would mean my taking on a great weight, and that's something I'm not prepared to do." She looked Kamui in the eye. "And that's regardless of the price I'd have you pay. Subaru should know better than to suggest this."
"He didn't," said Kamui in a dull tone of voice.
"Don't be down about it, kid! Your coming to this place is hitsuzen." Yuuko rested her head in her hands. "There's bound to be something else you want that I can help with."
The door opened, and Watanuki stepped through, carrying a tray with drinks on.
Yuuko clapped her hands with glee. "You took your time with those! I've been dying of thirst in here!"
Watanuki's grumpy expression changed. "I couldn't find any alcohol, so you've got to have fruit juice instead," he said with a faint trace of malice.
"Nooooooooo!" Yuuko collapsed, hiding her face. "I want a drink!"
From the corridor outside, Maru and Moro could be heard chanting "A drink! A drink!"
Kamui grinned. He opened up the backpack he was carrying, and lifted out a bottle of sake. "Subaru didn't think you'd help me, but he said if I was going to see you, it was a good idea to bring a gift. But since you won't grant my wish, you won't be getting this!"
Yuuko practically drooled. A moment later, she shook her head vigorously. "No, no, I still can't grant that wish. Not even for..." She licked her lips. "...premium grade sake."
"I've wasted too much time here already," said Kamui, pushing past Watanuki on his way to the door. "Thanks for nothing!"
"Wait!" Yuuko called. "I know there's something else you want that I can give you. In exchange for that sake..."
Kamui paused.
"Watanuki! Go to the treasure room, and get the box from the second shelf on the right. It's in between the bandolier with bells in and the eyeball in a jar." Yuuko ordered.
Watanuki looked queasy, but did as he was told. After he returned with the box, he left the room in a hurry. "The things she keeps in that treasure room..." he muttered to himself.
"Well? What is it?" Kamui said, sharply. He had not had a good day.
"First, the sake." Yuuko grabbed her payment with both hands, hugging it close. Then she put the bottle down on a low table, and handed Kamui the box. "Open it. If you use this, it will rid you of some unwanted nuisances."
Curiously, Kamui pried open the box, revealing a small, unmarked bottle. "What nuisances?"
"Unwanted romantic attention," said Yuuko, looking rather smug. "It's a special brand of Stalker-Away, in the form of cologne! Don't you think it's useful? I bet there are loads of people stalking a pretty boy like you."
Kamui twitched with irritation, but made no move to return the cologne.
He wondered if he should try it out at school the next day.