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A Wish in England	By : Blanche_Conrad Category: +S to Z > XXXholic Views: 1804 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own xxxHolic, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: Neither Doumeki nor Watanuki or any of xxxHolic are of my creation. That honor belongs entirely to CLAMP. I'm just rearranging some of the pieces to my liking.
A/N: I won't be using honorifics. From here on, it's entirely probably that Doumeki and Watanuki will get a little OOC. This is my first fanfic (and will 99% likely be my only xxxHolic fanfic), so constructive criticism will be appreciated.

"What is all this commotion in my dining hall?" The Queen glided into the room with the princess right behind her.
"Doumeki, he...," Watanuki couldn't properly answer through the tears and sobs choking him.
"The archer is gravely injured. Tell me, seer of spirits, what you would pay to save him. How important to you is he?" The Queen seemed to not care at all that the savior of her people lay dying in her court.
"I...I need him! I could live without him, but it wouldn't be the same. I would feel...empty." Watanuki's response came straight from his heart in his distress. His brain wasn't allowed to filter his feelings and play them down as grudging friendship. Rather, his heart told his brain what it had felt all along at the same time as it poured itself out to the Queen in hopeful supplication.
"Congratulations. Not only have you convinced me to save his life, but you have just won his freedom as well. His task was to find a way to make you return his feelings. He thought it is just love. It's more. You said you need him and need is stronger than love while love is also stronger than need. When a person feels one but not the other, things don't last. However, when need and love coexist between two persons and in the hearts of both, such a bond is impossible to destroy."
Watanuki was still holding Doumeki's hand, and he realized it didn't feel quite as cold as it had. He looked down to where the arrow was sitting maliciously in Doumeki's shoulder. The stain of his blood seemed to have shrunk, yet the uniform was wet. Watanuki realized it was from his tears as one slid from the corner of his eye and dropped onto the cloth from the tip of his nose. He stared in amazement as the tear seemed to erase the blood. A quiet whisper of a sound drew his attention back to the arrow. Time seemed to slow down once again as the arrow moved upward and out of Doumeki's shoulder. When it fell to the floor with a hollow clatter, Watanuki was dumbfounded by the sight of unblemished skin visible through the hole left behind in the uniform.

Doumeki was standing in a brightly lit meadow when he heard the words all around him, echoing as if from a great distance.
"I...I need him! I could live without him, but it wouldn't be the same. I would feel...empty."
A girl stepped into the meadow. She was delicate and quiet. Her dark blue hair danced lightly in the breeze while she stared at Doumeki. Before Doumeki could say anything to her, the world he was in became dark and disappeared from around him. He felt like he was falling from a deadly height, suddenly. The impact he expected never came. Instead, he gradually became aware of cold stone beneath his back. His shirt felt wet on the skin of his chest, but not sticky like it should have been with the blood he knew he had lost.
He was still trying to process what had happened when someone threw their arms around him. He realized it was Watanuki when he heard the muffled words. "I'm so glad. You're alive..."
"Archer," the Queen's voice did not irritate him this time as she spoke, "you are free. Go back to your cabin and rest. In the morning compete, win, and then return home with your friends and your lover.

"L-l-l-l-l-lover?!" Watanuki sputtered and sat up in shock. Yuuko quirked an eyebrow at his habitual reaction.
"Watanuki, isn't that what one would normally call two people who have deep feelings for each other and are physically intimate?" Yuuko smiled.
"Watanuki and Doumeki... Oh, my!" Himawari blushed and brought her hands up to her cheeks.
"It...that...once...one time! We did it ONE time!" Watanuki yelled, but he had gone back to staring at the place where the arrow had almost taken the life of his most important person. The pipe fox still sat curled up on Doumeki's chest.
Yuuko stepped forward, "Well, since my employee won Doumeki's freedom I still need my payment for granting your wish."
"Of course." The Queen clapped once and the princess held out the jeweled sword that was concealed in the folds of the skirt of her dress.
"Mokona will carry the food containers!" Mokona jumped down from Himawari's shoulder and took off down the hall. It returned carrying the food containers and dragging the tote bag with Watanuki's and Doumeki's dirty clothes.
"I think it would be best if we leave before Doumeki fully recovers. Thank you for your hospitality." Yuuko knelt down, Mokona jumped into her lap and Himawari crouched down beside her. "Was this sword really forged by Goibhniu?"
"Yes, indeed it was." The Queen's reply faded away when Yuuko placed her hands on Himawari's and Doumeki's shoulders. Slowly, the dining hall blurred and was replaced by the smooth wooden panel interior of the cabin.
"Himawari, we should go buy some things for dinner tonight. I think we will all be very hungry." Yuuko stood and laid the sword on the coffee table. She walked out the door with Himawari and Mokona without a word to the two boys who were already caught up in their own world.

Watanuki swallowed and it seemed too loud in the still silence of the empty cabin. "I thought...you...you were going to die."
"Idiot." Doumeki reached up and slid his fingers through the hair along the nape of Watanuki's neck.
"You were bleeding so much. Your hand was already cold." Watanuki was speaking through the tears that were falling again.
"I think I almost did." Doumeki's even reply came so quietly that Watanuki almost didn't hear it. "Your words helped me find my way back."
"Don't ever do something stupid like that again, jerk!" Watanuki pounded his fists on the floor and nuzzled his cheek along the damp material of Doumeki's shirt. He lifted his head a little when the pipe fox kissed him on the cheek. Before he could react, the pipe fox wound itself around his and Doumeki's necks, bringing their lips together, and then whizzed away toward Yuuko's room.
Unable to stop himself, Watanuki kissed Doumeki of his own accord. He poured all of his sorrow, desperation, and new-found love into the kiss. He pulled away in surprise when Doumeki abruptly sat and then stood up in one smooth motion while shifting his arms to hold him. Doumeki carried him up the stairs and into the bedroom.
As Doumeki gently laid Watanuki on the bed he whispered in his ear, "I thought that if you couldn't return my feelings, it would be better for me to stay with the fey. Thank you..."
Watanuki was stunned by the passion in Doumeki's kiss. He realized that this was Doumeki's way of expressing his feelings. That calm voice and serene face may not know how to be any other way. He relaxed and drifted in the warmth of their love as Doumeki embraced him.

Doumeki knew it would be different this time as he made his fingers work to open the buttons of Watanuki's shirt. He grazed the small, pink nipples with his knuckles, pleased when they immediately pebbled into sensitive little nubs. He leaned down to lick them one at a time, then licked his way up the delicate column of Watanuki's neck. He gently kissed him until Watanuki began to return the kiss.
This feeling was so heady. He was holding his beloved, without the pretense of a token or other bribery. He took full advantage of Watanuki's focus on their kiss to divest him of the rest of his clothing. He almost lost it when Watanuki whimpered because Doumeki's leg had brushed against his erection. With a sound akin to a growl he hoisted his lover's legs up to give him access to his entrance. Lucky for him he had extra oil stashed in the nightstand. As he leaned over to retrieve it he whispered in Watanuki's ear, "I will never leave you or let a spirit harm you."
He poured the oil out onto his hand and began to work it in and around that part which beckoned him seductively. Watanuki gasped when Doumeki inserted a finger and began to slide it in and out.
"D-Doumeki...," Watanuki turned his face away but Doumeki still saw the blush and the desire glazing his eyes.
He slipped a second finger in with the first, and after only a moment He could feel the slight tremors in Watanuki's hips as he began to unconsciously move his hips to the rhythm of Doumeki's hand. The breathy noises Watanuki was making were testing his rigid self-control. Watanuki's arousal was evident and looked almost painful since Doumeki hadn't touched it at all this time.
"Is that, ooh, the only place you're going to touch?"
"I want us to come together."
"Please...," but before Doumeki could react he could only watch as Watanuki took his own cock in hand and begun to pump his slender hand from base to tip and back again.
The sight completely undid him. He removed his archery uniform in a few swift movements and gripped himself, poising the tip of his throbbing cock between Watanuki's pale cheeks. In one thrust he had seated himself as far in as he could go. He took Watanuki's hands in his own and pinned them above his head while he kissed him again. He didn't think he could last if he had to see Watanuki jerking himself off while Doumeki was taking him.
Still kissing his love, he arched his back to press his stomach against Watanuki's cock as he pulled out and drove back in. He wanted the friction to be Watanuki's undoing. It proved to be his own when Watanuki began to thrust his hips upward, creating yet more friction. Their shouts mingled together in the still night that was beginning to fall outside.
Sticky with sweat and cum, Doumeki rolled onto his back, taking Watanuki with him to lie on top of him. He could only smile as Watanuki worked his arms under Doumeki's neck and laid his head over his heart. This was happiness. Having Watanuki as his, finally, was a dream - no, a wish - come true.

"Oi, let's go eat. Whatever Yuuko brought for dinner smells good." Doumeki spoke while he dressed, knowing Watanuki wasn't sleeping yet.
"I can't move. You're a beast, Doumeki." Watanuki buried his face in the pillow.
"I'll carry you then. You need to eat." Doumeki sat on the bed and wrapped his hands around Watanuki's waist. He pulled him forward until Watanuki was sitting in his lap, arranging Watanuki's legs so that he was straddling him. Watanuki had clasped his hands together behind Doumeki's neck. Doumeki stood.
"You're gonna carry me like this?!"
"Yeah."
"Th-this is lewd!"
"You probably need clothes too. How about a yukata?"
Watanuki mumbled a reply into the crook where Doumeki's neck and chest met. Doumeki helped Watanuki to put on the yukata he had worn that first night they were here. He scooped Watanuki up in his arms and proceeded to carry him out of the bedroom and down the stairs. When he carried him into the kitchen Yuuko started laughing.
"You know, the groom only needs to carry the bride across the threshold of the house, not all over the place." She said brightly.
"B-b-bride?!"Watanuki's jaw dropped.
"He can't walk." Doumeki replied simply as he plopped into a chair, still holding Watanuki.
"I see. How thoughtful of you to repent for your rough actions that incapacitated him." Yuuko smiled again.
"Y-Yuuko!" Watanuki turned bright red.
"Itadakimasu." Doumeki said before bringing a forkful of food to his mouth. Watanuki was surprised in the next instant when Doumeki fed him a forkful of food.
Yuuko's laughter continued through dinner, accompanied by Watanuki's outraged exclamations.

The next day, the officials questioned Doumeki, Watanuki, and Himawari about the previous day's incident. They all told them that the doctor had said it was not a serious injury and Doumeki would still be able to compete today. For the purpose of not seeming suspicious Watanuki had bandaged the area on Doumeki's shoulder where there should have been a wound. They were all surprised to hear that the contestant who had accidentally shot Doumeki had withdrawn.
Doumeki didn't have to concentrate quite so hard today. He always found it easier to shoot when Watanuki was watching him. The innate desire to impress his most important person made his archery skill even more amazing than it already naturally was. At the end of the shooting, the entire crowd milled about the stadium while eating and drinking. Their anticipation hung heavily in the air. Some people stared or cast furtive glances at Yuuko, Himawari, Doumeki and Watanuki. Chatter about the injury and their odd behavior floated like bubbles in the air.
"Do you have to do this in public?" Watanuki ground the question out from between his clenched teeth.
"If I don't you might get lost again." Doumeki answered and then took a sip of his iced tea.
"Can't you do something less conspicuous? Like just hold my hand? What are you laughing at, Yuuko?!" Watanuki couldn't flail his arms with his outburst because they were pinned to his sides. Doumeki had his arms wrapped around Watanuki, holding him close.
"May I have your attention please," the announcer's voice drifted out from speakers above the crowd. "Today's winner and the winner of the International High School Archery Competition is ... Shizuka Doumeki!"
Cheers rose from the small group of friends and the crowd around them, followed by various sounds of shock as Doumeki confidently kissed Watanuki. He was really looking forward to that free weekend at the resort. Maybe he would make the arrangements for the new year.

Thank you so much to those who have read my story. Whether you read it from the first time I posted the first chapter or whether you began reading it when I had already posted several chapters, I appreciate you. I am thankful for the feedback I have gotten from several of you. This chapter brings my story to a close. I know that some of you had expressed a hope that I would write another Doumeki x Watanuki fanfic, but I truly don't think I will. Rather, I don't think I can. As it is, I really had a hard time deciding what to write when I first made up my mind to write this fanfic because I didn't want to base it off previous events from xxxHolic. I wanted anyone to be able to read this without feeling confused or encountering spoilers so it was difficult. If you have any requests for future works feel free to contact me. My next project is a series of fanfics with characters from "Kenichi: The Mightiest Disciple" since I became quite addicted to this show and only have 2 or 3 episodes left to watch before I finish it. *bow* Thank you all, for reading my little story!
Regards,
Blanche
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