Control -- 03
Title: Control -- 03
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Lets be safe and say up to vol.8 should be read...
Summary: Doumeki confessed to Watanuki, but he said that he will not return his feelings. What Doumeki doesn't know is that Watanuki is running.
AN: Ah, the more emotional chapter! Yay! XD *is really getting into it*
Also, I'm sorry. XD I think I got carried away.
Watanuki sighed as he took of his shoes in the entrance to Yuuko's shop. Standing back up, he brushed his bangs from the front of his eyes. 'Maybe I should trim my hair?' Watanuki thought. 'It is getting kind of long...'
He continued this train of thought until he stood in front of the door that would no doubt reveal Yuuko once he opened it. Sighing, he did just that, only to have Mokona jump up and grip to his face like a leech while it cried its welcome to Watanuki and he struggled to pull Mokona off. Ignoring its cries when he finally did get it off his face, he chucked him towards the ground. “Don't cling to my face!” Mokona just made its pitiful cries until Watanuki stopped.
Watanuki turned back to Yuuko, only to see her half pouting, half glaring in her seat. “Yuuko-san?” He asked, not moving from his spot near the doorway.
“Watanuki is so selfish.”
“...what?” He felt his eye twitch.
“Selfish Watanuki! Selfish Watanuki!” The Twins and Mokona repeated, not ones to be left out.
“How am I selfish, exactly?” Watanuki asked blandly, barely glancing down as the twins hooked hands together and started spinning and skipping around him, Mokona bouncing up and around their heads. They started singing a song that made no sense, all Watanuki could make out was the chorus of, “Selfish Watanuki”.
Yuuko stood from her spot and walked up to him before holding a large bottle of some alcohol or another in his face. “I bought this for all of us to drink together to celebrate the union of the new couple!”
Watanuki could feel all the blood drain from his face and feel it all gather in his stomach, where everything started to churn. Yuuko swung the bottle back and forth slightly and Watanuki could hear the liquid slosh back and forth, making him feel even more nauseous.
“Someone you know was going to get married?” He replied, laughing nervously hoping he was right but knowing he was wrong.
Yuuko lowered the bottle and stared into Watanuki's eyes, making him turn away and stare at the floor instead. She turned, setting the bottle on the table before picking up a different, smaller, bottle from a bucket of ice and pouring herself a cup of the seemingly random alcoholic beverage.
“So tell me, Watanuki,” She started, seating herself onto her couch and stretching her legs out across it. “Why did you reject Doumeki when you obviously feel the same?”
Watanuki flinched before retorting, “You mean obviously don't feel the same?” He crossed his arms across his chest and turned his head to the side, with a small frown. “You cannot expect me to tell him I like him back when I obviously-” He was cut off when an empty sake cup ricocheted off the side of his head. “The hell?!”
The twins, along with Mokona, had disappeared through the door, closing it behind themselves.
“You with your inferiority complex.” Yuuko sighed as she leaned back in her seat, a different cup in hand. “Now, tell me the reason.”
Watanuki knew that she knew the reason, she just wanted him to say it. He glared and didn't dare say anything. They sat in silence before Yuuko sighed. “Think of this as part of your payment. You telling me the reason why you rejected Doumeki will go towards paying for your wish.” Watanuki didn't move. He could do with a longer payment, it didn't matter anyways. He'd probably end up gaining the difference back after another mission of loosing or breaking something. “It would cost more than working for me two days and I'll give you the rest of today off.” Yuuko's eyes sparkled.
He stood for a while longer before backing up to lean against the middle of the doors. He was panicking and could feel himself breathing harder than normal. He glared off to the side for a couple more minutes before he closed his eyes and slid to the floor, wrapping his arms around himself, tucking his knees against his chest, and bowed his head, trying to get a grip on his breathing.
He felt his half-eaten lunch churning in his stomach as he felt the urge to vomit. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to be at home where he could lay on his bed and breathe. The thoughts that were running though his head were chiding and demanding. Quickly, he tried to stop those threatening thoughts. His throat felt like it was closing on itself and all he needed right now was to breathe but all he wanted to do was run.
He wanted to run.
Even if he couldn't breathe properly, he wanted to run. Even if he collapsed or passed out half way home, the urge to run made his legs itch.
Glancing in Yuuko's directing through his bangs, he didn't know how long he had been sitting there but Yuuko had finished three of the small bottles of alcohol she had and was working on another, not even looking in his direction.
He slowly moved to reach behind him and he could feel the small crack where the doors would part. Still watching Yuuko, he tensed and readied himself to bolt. It didn't matter how far he got, as long as he could escape the shop and the thoughts that were making it hard to breath, hard to think clearly.
Counting to three, he took a deep breath and stood. He spun around and opened the door. Or rather, he would have opened the door, if it could open.
“You're getting yourself worked up, Watanuki.” Yuuko's smooth voice floated loud and clear though his mind. His senses went into overdrive and everything seemed twice as loud. He could hear everything and nothing but the ringing in his ears at the same time, his lack of escape was making him panic even more. Eyes wide, he slowly looked over his shoulder to see Yuuko staring at him sadly. But his mind wouldn't work properly, he needed to get out of there. His eyes darted around the room to see if there was another way to escape besides the door. Seeing none, he went back to fighting with the door.
He couldn't hear anything over the ringing in his ears and his harsh breathing. But he could feel the sudden ice cold shock that traveled it's way from the top of his head down to the tips of his toes that made him freeze all motion.
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*insert nervous laugh* ^^;
I wrote this not long after I wrote chapter 2. But then I felt it was too....to say...wild? Spazzy? XD But then here I am, rereading it three-four days later 'cause I couldn't do it until now, and it didn't seem as...spazzy...as I remembered. So... I know it's still a little much, but just let me know what you think. Okay?
Again! If you spot any errors... let me know.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Lets be safe and say up to vol.8 should be read...
Summary: Doumeki confessed to Watanuki, but he said that he will not return his feelings. What Doumeki doesn't know is that Watanuki is running.
AN: Ah, the more emotional chapter! Yay! XD *is really getting into it*
Also, I'm sorry. XD I think I got carried away.
Watanuki sighed as he took of his shoes in the entrance to Yuuko's shop. Standing back up, he brushed his bangs from the front of his eyes. 'Maybe I should trim my hair?' Watanuki thought. 'It is getting kind of long...'
He continued this train of thought until he stood in front of the door that would no doubt reveal Yuuko once he opened it. Sighing, he did just that, only to have Mokona jump up and grip to his face like a leech while it cried its welcome to Watanuki and he struggled to pull Mokona off. Ignoring its cries when he finally did get it off his face, he chucked him towards the ground. “Don't cling to my face!” Mokona just made its pitiful cries until Watanuki stopped.
Watanuki turned back to Yuuko, only to see her half pouting, half glaring in her seat. “Yuuko-san?” He asked, not moving from his spot near the doorway.
“Watanuki is so selfish.”
“...what?” He felt his eye twitch.
“Selfish Watanuki! Selfish Watanuki!” The Twins and Mokona repeated, not ones to be left out.
“How am I selfish, exactly?” Watanuki asked blandly, barely glancing down as the twins hooked hands together and started spinning and skipping around him, Mokona bouncing up and around their heads. They started singing a song that made no sense, all Watanuki could make out was the chorus of, “Selfish Watanuki”.
Yuuko stood from her spot and walked up to him before holding a large bottle of some alcohol or another in his face. “I bought this for all of us to drink together to celebrate the union of the new couple!”
Watanuki could feel all the blood drain from his face and feel it all gather in his stomach, where everything started to churn. Yuuko swung the bottle back and forth slightly and Watanuki could hear the liquid slosh back and forth, making him feel even more nauseous.
“Someone you know was going to get married?” He replied, laughing nervously hoping he was right but knowing he was wrong.
Yuuko lowered the bottle and stared into Watanuki's eyes, making him turn away and stare at the floor instead. She turned, setting the bottle on the table before picking up a different, smaller, bottle from a bucket of ice and pouring herself a cup of the seemingly random alcoholic beverage.
“So tell me, Watanuki,” She started, seating herself onto her couch and stretching her legs out across it. “Why did you reject Doumeki when you obviously feel the same?”
Watanuki flinched before retorting, “You mean obviously don't feel the same?” He crossed his arms across his chest and turned his head to the side, with a small frown. “You cannot expect me to tell him I like him back when I obviously-” He was cut off when an empty sake cup ricocheted off the side of his head. “The hell?!”
The twins, along with Mokona, had disappeared through the door, closing it behind themselves.
“You with your inferiority complex.” Yuuko sighed as she leaned back in her seat, a different cup in hand. “Now, tell me the reason.”
Watanuki knew that she knew the reason, she just wanted him to say it. He glared and didn't dare say anything. They sat in silence before Yuuko sighed. “Think of this as part of your payment. You telling me the reason why you rejected Doumeki will go towards paying for your wish.” Watanuki didn't move. He could do with a longer payment, it didn't matter anyways. He'd probably end up gaining the difference back after another mission of loosing or breaking something. “It would cost more than working for me two days and I'll give you the rest of today off.” Yuuko's eyes sparkled.
He stood for a while longer before backing up to lean against the middle of the doors. He was panicking and could feel himself breathing harder than normal. He glared off to the side for a couple more minutes before he closed his eyes and slid to the floor, wrapping his arms around himself, tucking his knees against his chest, and bowed his head, trying to get a grip on his breathing.
He felt his half-eaten lunch churning in his stomach as he felt the urge to vomit. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to be at home where he could lay on his bed and breathe. The thoughts that were running though his head were chiding and demanding. Quickly, he tried to stop those threatening thoughts. His throat felt like it was closing on itself and all he needed right now was to breathe but all he wanted to do was run.
He wanted to run.
Even if he couldn't breathe properly, he wanted to run. Even if he collapsed or passed out half way home, the urge to run made his legs itch.
Glancing in Yuuko's directing through his bangs, he didn't know how long he had been sitting there but Yuuko had finished three of the small bottles of alcohol she had and was working on another, not even looking in his direction.
He slowly moved to reach behind him and he could feel the small crack where the doors would part. Still watching Yuuko, he tensed and readied himself to bolt. It didn't matter how far he got, as long as he could escape the shop and the thoughts that were making it hard to breath, hard to think clearly.
Counting to three, he took a deep breath and stood. He spun around and opened the door. Or rather, he would have opened the door, if it could open.
“You're getting yourself worked up, Watanuki.” Yuuko's smooth voice floated loud and clear though his mind. His senses went into overdrive and everything seemed twice as loud. He could hear everything and nothing but the ringing in his ears at the same time, his lack of escape was making him panic even more. Eyes wide, he slowly looked over his shoulder to see Yuuko staring at him sadly. But his mind wouldn't work properly, he needed to get out of there. His eyes darted around the room to see if there was another way to escape besides the door. Seeing none, he went back to fighting with the door.
He couldn't hear anything over the ringing in his ears and his harsh breathing. But he could feel the sudden ice cold shock that traveled it's way from the top of his head down to the tips of his toes that made him freeze all motion.
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*insert nervous laugh* ^^;
I wrote this not long after I wrote chapter 2. But then I felt it was too....to say...wild? Spazzy? XD But then here I am, rereading it three-four days later 'cause I couldn't do it until now, and it didn't seem as...spazzy...as I remembered. So... I know it's still a little much, but just let me know what you think. Okay?
Again! If you spot any errors... let me know.