[Yami no Matsuei] Remnants
Title: Remnants
Genre:Angst/WAFF
Rating: G
Characters: Tatsumi/Watari, 003
Words: 971
Comments: For shuyobob who wanted Tatsumi/Watari, although I'm not sure this is quite what she had in mind. ^^;; Slight spoilers referring to the end of the Kyoto arc. (Because I don't think Tatsumi's the sort to be able to forgive himself so easily...)
It's been a long week for everyone involved and Watari decides it would be best if he went home and got a proper night's sleep in an actual bed and not the battered sofa in his lab. Tsuzuki and Hisoka are doing well even though things between him and Hisoka are...odd to say the least. Almost as though their relationship is raw around the edges with the things that were said and those that weren't. Still...there is something between them that tells him things will work themselves out in due time, so he chooses not to worry about it at the moment.
He takes the long way home, smiling a little as 003 zips past, clearly delighting in being able to stretch her wings once again now that things have settled down and Watari is back to his original job. He feels a little guilty that he wasn't able to go outside with her like this as he knows how much she enjoys having her own personal mobile perch, but...
003 lets out a concerned hoot and zooms ahead as they approach his apartment building, dropping like a feathered stone onto the shoulder of the man sitting on the front steps, head in his hands. Watari frowns and quickens his pace, reaching him just as Tatsumi looks up at the owl tugging gently on his hair and uttering soft concerned noises.
"Fancy meeting you here." Watari says with a small smile that fails to hide the worry in his voice as he moves to sit beside Tatsumi. "I would have thought you'd be at home by now."
Tatsumi looks over at Watari, but there are no signs he's heard a word of what he said, and Watari sighs, plucking 003 off Tatsumi's shoulder and placing her gently in his hands.
"What are you doing here, Tatsumi?" Watari asks quietly, watching 003 as she shifts in Tatsumi's hands, trying to find a more comfortable position.
Tatsumi doesn't answer, watching the little owl as though just noticing her presence, careful not to move as she turns a little circle in his hands, wings flaring as she loses her
balance for a moment.
"It's over, isn't it?" Tatsumi murmurs after a moment, reaching out to run a finger down 003's back. "He'll be fine?"
Watari sighs as he sees guilt and other darker things in Tatsumi's eyes because he's far more familiar with those things than he'd care to admit. "Given enough time? Yes. You know Tsuzuki better than that, Tatsumi...and you should know Hisoka better than that as well. They'll look after one another just fine."
Tatsumi nods, and Watari sighs once more when he realizes Tatsumi doesn't plan on making this easy for either of them, although he's not surprised.
"I went to see him the other day." Tatsumi says suddenly, gaze focused on 003 as she looks back up at him quietly. "He said...he...thanked me."
Watari frowns at the tone in Tatsumi's voice, and wonders if maybe -
"I don't understand."
Tatsumi sounds lost and confused and without thought Watari wraps an arm around his shoulders, pulling him close as 003 takes to the air. She circles once before settling on the stair railing, watching the two of them as Tatsumi turns to Watari. "I don't understand." Tatsumi repeats, and it hurts to hear him admit to such a thing.
"Tatsumi..."
There are a thousand things he could say, but none of them would mean anything because Tatsumi isn't willing to listen just yet and Watari knows that all too well. He also knows that Tatsumi hasn't gotten more than a few hours sleep since Tsuzuki was taken from them.
"I'm tired, Tatsumi." Watari says, tightening his hold on Tatsumi when he tries to pull back. "And don't tell me you aren’t - I know you too well for that to work, you know."
"I - "
Watari laughs quietly, giving Tatsumi brief squeeze before getting to his feet. "Instead of apologizing for keeping me from my bed, why don't you come inside?"
Tatsumi stares at him, eyes wide and it's all Watari can do not to laugh at his expression. "And to think everyone says you've never had a dirty thought in your entire life." Watari muses with a delighted smile. "If only they could see you now..."
Tatsumi scowls at Watari, thought he does accept the hand up Watari offers him. "That's not what - "
"Of course it's not, Tatsumi." Watari interrupts, false innocence in his voice as he smiles sweetly at Tatsumi. "Now shall we?"
"You don't need to do this, Watari. My home isn't - "
Watari shakes his head and reaches out to snag Tatsumi’s sleeve. "If you just wanted to get some sleep I doubt you would have come all the way here and waited for me. And besides...it's not like I'm planning on doing anything to you."
Tatsumi gives him a dubious look and Watari grins. "Well...tonight at least."
Sighing, Tatsumi gives in to the inevitable because he knows Watari too well to think he'll leave him to his own devices, and there's a part of him that's grateful for that.
"By the way, Watari says, opening the door, "Since I don't think either of us is willing to sleep on my couch tonight, you can have the honor of making the bed tomorrow."
Tatsumi scowls at Watari at that, barely noticing when 003 seeks him out as her new perch. "I hardly think that's the proper way to treat a guest." He protests, feeling a
certain degree of relief at being back on familiar ground.
Watari laughs, though there is a hint of challenge in his eyes. "We'll talk about it in the morning."
Tatsumi knows Watari means more than who will make the bed, and he’s grateful for that as well.
Genre:Angst/WAFF
Rating: G
Characters: Tatsumi/Watari, 003
Words: 971
Comments: For shuyobob who wanted Tatsumi/Watari, although I'm not sure this is quite what she had in mind. ^^;; Slight spoilers referring to the end of the Kyoto arc. (Because I don't think Tatsumi's the sort to be able to forgive himself so easily...)
It's been a long week for everyone involved and Watari decides it would be best if he went home and got a proper night's sleep in an actual bed and not the battered sofa in his lab. Tsuzuki and Hisoka are doing well even though things between him and Hisoka are...odd to say the least. Almost as though their relationship is raw around the edges with the things that were said and those that weren't. Still...there is something between them that tells him things will work themselves out in due time, so he chooses not to worry about it at the moment.
He takes the long way home, smiling a little as 003 zips past, clearly delighting in being able to stretch her wings once again now that things have settled down and Watari is back to his original job. He feels a little guilty that he wasn't able to go outside with her like this as he knows how much she enjoys having her own personal mobile perch, but...
003 lets out a concerned hoot and zooms ahead as they approach his apartment building, dropping like a feathered stone onto the shoulder of the man sitting on the front steps, head in his hands. Watari frowns and quickens his pace, reaching him just as Tatsumi looks up at the owl tugging gently on his hair and uttering soft concerned noises.
"Fancy meeting you here." Watari says with a small smile that fails to hide the worry in his voice as he moves to sit beside Tatsumi. "I would have thought you'd be at home by now."
Tatsumi looks over at Watari, but there are no signs he's heard a word of what he said, and Watari sighs, plucking 003 off Tatsumi's shoulder and placing her gently in his hands.
"What are you doing here, Tatsumi?" Watari asks quietly, watching 003 as she shifts in Tatsumi's hands, trying to find a more comfortable position.
Tatsumi doesn't answer, watching the little owl as though just noticing her presence, careful not to move as she turns a little circle in his hands, wings flaring as she loses her
balance for a moment.
"It's over, isn't it?" Tatsumi murmurs after a moment, reaching out to run a finger down 003's back. "He'll be fine?"
Watari sighs as he sees guilt and other darker things in Tatsumi's eyes because he's far more familiar with those things than he'd care to admit. "Given enough time? Yes. You know Tsuzuki better than that, Tatsumi...and you should know Hisoka better than that as well. They'll look after one another just fine."
Tatsumi nods, and Watari sighs once more when he realizes Tatsumi doesn't plan on making this easy for either of them, although he's not surprised.
"I went to see him the other day." Tatsumi says suddenly, gaze focused on 003 as she looks back up at him quietly. "He said...he...thanked me."
Watari frowns at the tone in Tatsumi's voice, and wonders if maybe -
"I don't understand."
Tatsumi sounds lost and confused and without thought Watari wraps an arm around his shoulders, pulling him close as 003 takes to the air. She circles once before settling on the stair railing, watching the two of them as Tatsumi turns to Watari. "I don't understand." Tatsumi repeats, and it hurts to hear him admit to such a thing.
"Tatsumi..."
There are a thousand things he could say, but none of them would mean anything because Tatsumi isn't willing to listen just yet and Watari knows that all too well. He also knows that Tatsumi hasn't gotten more than a few hours sleep since Tsuzuki was taken from them.
"I'm tired, Tatsumi." Watari says, tightening his hold on Tatsumi when he tries to pull back. "And don't tell me you aren’t - I know you too well for that to work, you know."
"I - "
Watari laughs quietly, giving Tatsumi brief squeeze before getting to his feet. "Instead of apologizing for keeping me from my bed, why don't you come inside?"
Tatsumi stares at him, eyes wide and it's all Watari can do not to laugh at his expression. "And to think everyone says you've never had a dirty thought in your entire life." Watari muses with a delighted smile. "If only they could see you now..."
Tatsumi scowls at Watari, thought he does accept the hand up Watari offers him. "That's not what - "
"Of course it's not, Tatsumi." Watari interrupts, false innocence in his voice as he smiles sweetly at Tatsumi. "Now shall we?"
"You don't need to do this, Watari. My home isn't - "
Watari shakes his head and reaches out to snag Tatsumi’s sleeve. "If you just wanted to get some sleep I doubt you would have come all the way here and waited for me. And besides...it's not like I'm planning on doing anything to you."
Tatsumi gives him a dubious look and Watari grins. "Well...tonight at least."
Sighing, Tatsumi gives in to the inevitable because he knows Watari too well to think he'll leave him to his own devices, and there's a part of him that's grateful for that.
"By the way, Watari says, opening the door, "Since I don't think either of us is willing to sleep on my couch tonight, you can have the honor of making the bed tomorrow."
Tatsumi scowls at Watari at that, barely noticing when 003 seeks him out as her new perch. "I hardly think that's the proper way to treat a guest." He protests, feeling a
certain degree of relief at being back on familiar ground.
Watari laughs, though there is a hint of challenge in his eyes. "We'll talk about it in the morning."
Tatsumi knows Watari means more than who will make the bed, and he’s grateful for that as well.