Two (of Two)
Disclaimer: CLAMP owns all,
including my soul and most of my money. I have nothing left to give!!!
Setting: Post-series and
Spoilers: Up to xXxHolic #5 (which
is as much as I've read).
Rating: PG. Drama, Angst.
Warnings: Character death.
Pairings: Yuuko+Watanuki innocent
Several liberties have been taken with Watanuki's powers, as I've
assumed they will develop in some fashion during the course of the
Words in *asterisks* denote
Sections in italics are flashbacks.
Hitsuzen = Naturally foreordained events.
When he'd come around
twenty minutes after his mental overload,
Watanuki was surprised to find that he wasn't surrounded on all sides
by spirits. He'd certainly projected a loud enough burst of power to
have attracted everything within a two mile radius.
*Of course, they might have had
difficulty getting to me through all the doctors.*
HAD been surprised to find himself riding in the back of an ambulance,
from which he was rushed directly into intensive care. It had taken
some time for him to communicate that, aside from a massive headache
and bruising from his fall and subsequent convulsions, there was
nothing wrong with him. However, looking over his pale, blood-spattered
form, he supposed he could understand why the medical staff were
fussing over him so much. His ears were ringing and the pounding in his
head wasn't helping any, but so far he'd picked up the words "anaemia"
and "epilepsy" being repeated several times. He'd also heard "drug
overdose", but pretended that he hadn't.
His more immediate
concern was in convincing the very earnest doctor sitting across from
him that he did NOT need a CAT scan or blood workup or whatever done,
but that he needed to leave. Now.
"... don't think you realise the
seriousness of the situation..."
Watanuki bit his lip in
frustration. *I don't have time for this. I have to get back to Yuuko!*
An old memory from about a year ago
wiggled its way to the front of his mind.
dressed like some crazy Gothic nurse cackling with laughter as they ran
from the hungry spirit in the hospital morgue. His near-commitment for
insanity, Maru and Moro tying that doctor up with bandages, and their
subsequent escape through the maternity ward.
fortunate that he'd lost a lot of blood, because it meant that he was
unable to blush at either the memory or the lie about needing to use
Fifteen minutes later, he was
sprinting back towards the shop. *I'm coming Yuuko.*
at the shop Yuuko was casually inspecting an array of snacks which Maru
and Moro had just brought out. "You're sure you don't want some of
these? You are a growing boy after all."
"Thank you, but I prefer not to eat
while I'm working," Kamui replied, his eyes fixed unerringly on her.
"Suit yourself, more for me then!"
Yuuko greedily scooped two canapes into her mouth. "Mrrmphh?"
"No, thank you," replied the other
figure, standing towards the back of the store.
laughed and settled himself back into his chair, sipping at his tea
thoughtfully. "This is why I love dealing with psychics. You never
bother asking me questions, you just accept my arrival. No whining, no
yelling," he gazed at Yuuko steadily. "Normally there's at least one
attempt to convince me I'm wrong, however. Or that there's more chance
in the outcome than I believe."
Yuuko swallowed and washed her
food down with some more tea. "Oh, I guess I could do that if you
wanted." She straightened and met his eyes, and the light in the room
darkened. Ominous winds began to blow.
"Kamui, you must believe... the
future is not set. There is no fate but what we make."
She relaxed and the lights came
back up. "How was that?"
Kamui looked faintly annoyed. "It
sounds like a line from a bad action movie."
"Pin-pon!" Yuuko applauded. "It's
from The Terminator!"
thought it was appropriate," she pouted. "More tea?"
"No... I think..." Kamui's eyes
drifted past her and stopped. "Maybe I will have something to eat after
to his feet gracefully, he stalked around behind Yuuko's chair, and
examined a forgotten tray of food. He carefully picked out a single
takoyaki ball, and threw it into his mouth. "Mmmm..." he turned his
gaze to Yuuko, watching her tense as he chewed.
smirk crossed his face. "There's nothing quite like home cooking, made
with affection and... love?" He ate another piece. "Yes, love.
Unrecognised love, yet. Pure and innocent. Very tasty indeed." He
stepped up behind her chair and ran a finger down the line of her neck.
"You've been holding out on me, witch."
"He's not part of this," Yuuko
said, her eyes not meeting Kamui's.
savoured the taste filling his mouth. "There's power there too," he
murmured. "Strong... and familiar. Our little guest from earlier. He
worries about you. How... sweet."
Yuuko said nothing.
"And you return his feelings, don't
you?" Kamui whispered into her ear.
Long nails lashed out, aiming for
Kamui caught her wrists, smiling
seductively. "Now, now, there's no need for violence. Although it does
add to the scene."
"Right on time," Kamui murmured as
Watanuki charged in the door and froze, taking in the scene.
"GET AWAY FROM HER!"
"Watanuki, NO!" Yuuko twisted
around to catch his eyes. "Get out of here! Run!"
Watanuki's jaw set in an entirely
familiar stubborn line and he threw himself at Kamui.
The older boy laughed and casually
threw Yuuko aside, stretching out his hands towards his attacker. "Come
young sensitive hurled himself at Kamui, aware of the dark power that
emanated from the seemingly-innocent looking boy, but unable to control
the flash of rage that had possessed him when he'd seen Kamui hurting
Yuuko. *Bastard, I'm going to get you!*
"NO! WATANUKI!" Yuuko screamed,
trying to get to her feet. "NOOOO!!!"
Kamui smiled, and gathered his
power. This was much better.
as the two boys were about to clash, an arm snaked around Watanuki's
waist and lifted him bodily into the air, yanking him backwards out of
"Put me down!" Watanuki flailed
he was hauled away. "Let me go! You're going to pay for hurting Yuuko,
"Stop that," a soft voice sounded
by his ear. "You can't help her now."
Watanuki increased his struggles,
"I can so help!"
"No, you can't," the voice sounded
utterly defeated. "You're only making things worse. For her."
Watanuki blinked and turned his
gaze towards Yuuko.
Space Time Witch had managed to get to her feet again, but seemed to be
frozen in place, staring at him in horror. Her face was pale, and her
eyes wild with... panic? But Yuuko was always so calm...
felt the fight drain out of him as he stared at the expression of naked
fear on her face. As his struggles ceased, he was gently lowered back
to the ground. He twisted around nervously to see a slim young man of
medium height standing behind him. The man gazed at him quietly through
mismatched eyes, before reaching out and putting his hands on
Watanuki's shoulders. His stance was almost... protective.
the room, Kamui was looking somewhat annoyed. But he soon recovered and
smiled sweetly at the man standing behind Watanuki. "You're no fun.
Don't you love me anymore, Subaru-kun?"
"Subaru, please..." Yuuko breathed.
"Don't hurt him."
not going to hurt him, Yuuko-san," the man, Subaru, said quietly.
"Don't worry." He met his associate's gaze. "She's right, Kamui, he has
no part in this."
Kamui stared intently at Subaru for
minutes before sighing and moving his gaze back to Yuuko. "Oh, very
well. He's not the one we're here for anyway." A smirk curved his lips.
"You're always so professional about these things, Subaru-kun."
Watanuki felt the man behind him
flinch slightly, but his protective stance did not falter.
Watching, Yuuko released a long,
slow breath. "Thank you, Subaru."
"It is nothing," Subaru's voice was
soft. "Merely a... professional courtesy."
threw his head back and laughed. Watanuki twitched at this and the
gentle hands grasping his shoulders flexed once in warning, their grip
suddenly hardening painfully. The message not to move was clear.
used the few seconds that Kamui was laughing in to straighten herself
out, and by the time he had recovered she was once again giving him her
most secretive smile. "Well, I hope you've enjoyed the entertainment,"
she purred. "But now that it's over, why don't we get down to
She flicked her hands in Watanuki's
direction in a
gesture of dismissal, and he felt Subaru shifting his weight
preparatory to moving, but Kamui made a slashing motion with his hand
and the other man instantly froze.
"There's no need for them to go,"
Kamui smirked at Yuuko, "I always work better with an audience."
stalked over to Watanuki, halting just out of arms reach and
considering the slight figure. "I don't believe we've been properly
Watanuki glanced at Yuuko, who
shook her head at him.
we haven't," he said, trying to keep the anger out of his voice.
Glaring up he met Kamui's eyes and felt the world drop away from him as
he was drawn into the man's gaze. It was so dark in there. So very,
Was that someone screaming?
A hand passed
over his eyes, breaking the trance he'd begun to fall into. Watanuki
staggered back drunkenly into Subaru's arms, clutching at them to keep
himself upright until the disorientation passed.
"Who... who are you?" Watanuki
glanced fearfully at Kamui, and then looked away hurriedly.
am the Kamui of the Dragons of Earth. The one who hunts the glory of
the Gods, and one of those involved in the end of the world," the older
boy bowed briefly. "It's a pleasure to meet you... Kimihiro Watanuki.
What a pretty aura you have."
Watanuki shuddered at the hungry
tone in Kamui's voice and slowly straightened, still clinging to Subaru
to steady himself. Kamui watched this with some amusement, darting an
evil grin at the other man. "You do seem to attract young, helpless
boys, Subaru-kun. I'm jealous."
Stung into action by Kamui's
mocking tone, Watanuki forced himself to stand upright and face him
fully, although he was careful not to meet the other boy's eyes. "What
are you doing here?"
"Carrying out the Earth's Wish."
Watanuki groaned and clutched his
head. "Not more wishes! When are people going to learn that they're
nothing but trouble?!"
was a surprised silence from the other people in the room. Then Yuuko
began to chuckle. The chuckle turned into guffaws, and finally howls of
laughter as she pointed at Kamui and Subaru alternately.
"Nothing... nothing but trouble..."
she choked out, tears streaming down her face. "Out of the mouths of
sorry..." Yuuko breathed in deeply and regained some control of
herself. "It's just that... oh my dear Kimihiro, if you only knew how
much trouble wishing for things has gotten these two into. I'm sorry
Subaru, but really. How can I not laugh?" She wiped the
tears from her cheeks and grinned victoriously. "My Watanuki is so
Watanuki flushed, his chest
tightening in pride and something else at her words. *My Watanuki.*
and Moro suddenly ran in from the other room, dancing around Watanuki
and chanting joyfully. "Our Watanuki is so smart! Our Watanuki is
brilliant! Our Watanuki..."
There was a rush of
power, and a flicker of movement. Watanuki watched, uncomprehendingly,
as Maru and Moro's bodies seemed to suddenly fly apart. There was no
blood, he noted absently as an arm flew past his face. They just...
separated. Into pieces. Lots and lots of pieces.
roared in the sudden vacuum after the soundless explosion. He distantly
heard a few thumps and thuds as... the pieces... landed around the
room. Stupidly, he found himself staring at the now-empty place where
they'd stood, chanting and dancing only a few moments earlier. *Maru.
"By the way, their full names are
Maru-dashi and Moro-dashi. Cute names, don't you think?"
"THEY ARE NOT CUTE NAMES!"
"That was unnecessary," Yuuko was
angry now. Watanuki could tell by the tone of her voice.
Kamui looked at her curiously.
"They were only constructs powered by your magic. They would not have
lasted beyond your death."
"That's not the point!" Yuuko
stepped towards him, her face cold. "You had no right to do that!"
Kamui shrugged uncaringly. "They
had no wills of their own. No dreams of their own. No wishes of their own."
Yuuko's mouth narrowed. "They
wished to play, to live!"
"No, that was your wish for them,"
Kamui's voice was mocking. "You were never able to give them their own
souls. That is beyond your
talents." He smirked arrogantly at her. "Too bad. You know, for a Wish
granter, you didn't do very well. You couldn't give them their own, and
you didn't grant him his." He gestured at Watanuki, who
started and gazed at the pair of them, his eyes wide and shocked.
didn't want me to," Yuuko said sharply. "Sometimes the point is to get
them to work out that they don't really want what they're wishing for."
"But it was his Wish."
sighed and the anger drained out of her, replaced by what looked
like... fatigue? Watanuki had never seen her look so tired. She walked
past Kamui and approached Watanuki and Subaru. "I don't know why I
bother. You'll never understand." She halted in front of them and
angled her gaze to meet Subaru's. "But you do, don't you?"
Subaru said nothing.
looked down and Watanuki turned his head away, his heart pounding
painfully. He wasn't sure why he didn't want to see her, but something
inside him screamed not to look, not to see, not to hear. She tilted
his chin up firmly, forcing him to look her in the face. "And you
understand too, don't you, my dear, dear Watanuki."
It wasn't a question.
Watanuki felt tears begin to well
in his eyes. "Yuuko, he's going to kill you."
"Yes, I know." She said sadly.
"Don't! Don't say it!" Watanuki
pleaded. "How can this be fate? How can this be destiny? Get out of here. RUN!"
Ignored and unnoticed, Kamui began
to slowly stalk towards the group.
can't," Yuuko whispered, bending down to press her forehead against
his. "I'm so sorry, my Watanuki. But all things must end. Even me."
"Yuuko," Watanuki reached out and
caught her hands in his. "Yuuko."
Yuuko's breath was warm on his
face. It tickled and mingled with the tears pouring down his cheeks.
"Ssssh..." she whispered. "Hey,
Watanuki, want to know a secret?"
He met her gaze for the last time, and watched as she broke into the
brilliant, crazy smile he loved so much. She whispered something to
him, then broke his grip on her hands and stepped back.
There was a blur, then redness and
a loud thump, followed a few seconds later by a second, smaller one.
stood over Yuuko's headless body and shouldered his sword. Looking down
at Watanuki, he smirked, "Did she tell you she loved you?"
slowly rose his eyes from Yuuko's remains to meet Kamui's gaze, and
this time it was the older boy who seemed off-balance by the exchange.
"She said," Watanuki's voice was
very quiet, "that you should remember to duck."
burst into hysterical laughter, his voice breaking and echoing off the
walls as he laughed and laughed and cried and sobbed and wailed.
he'd finally finished, he looked up to find the other boy had left. He
turned to see Subaru waiting for him. He stared at the man, spent and
empty of emotions, aware only of a painful hollowness inside him which
ached and throbbed. Nothing mattered now. He would wait. Let the other
man make the first move.
"Come along," Subaru finally
forward after a few minutes and gave Watanuki a gentle push towards the
door. "I'll take you home." He led the unresponsive boy outside and
steered him down the street, pausing once to take out a handkerchief
and hold it in front of his face. "Spit."
Watanuki looked at him blankly.
He obeyed, and Subaru gently wiped
his cheek with the damp handkerchief. It came away with smears of
Watanuki stared at them for a
moment, his mind replaying the scene from earlier. Yuuko's body falling, the blood arcing
through the air... He looked
down at himself and tried to work out which of the blood was from his
earlier mishap and which was from Yuuko.
"Do your jacket up," Subaru said
quietly, and waited for Watanuki to obey. "Now follow me."
allowed himself to be pulled along in the wake of the older man,
exhausted and feeling oddly disassociated from everything.
*They killed Yuuko.*
of his mind screamed at him to react. To fight, run, yell, cry...
SOMETHING. But the image of Yuuko's grinning head lying on the ground
prevented him from taking any actions.
"Was it... is it all true?"
Watanuki asked. "Is this the end of the world?"
Subaru merely regarded him
Watanuki drew in a shuddering
breath. "In that case, can we go this way instead?"
When Subaru failed to respond,
Watanuki took the initiative and headed towards school.
archery tournament was still going when he got there. A glance at the
rankings (and the reactions of the girls watching) told him that
Doumeki was about to take his turn. He could see Himawari practically
jumping up and down as the other boy lined up to take his shot.
arrow hit dead centre and the spectators exploded with joy. Doumeki
moved slowly back to his place and his eyes flicked over towards
Watanuki as they did. He paused briefly, frowning in puzzlement at
seeing the other boy there. He sent a glance at Subaru and frowned even
"Is this where you want to be?"
Subaru asked quietly.
"I'd rather be with Yuuko,"
Watanuki replied eventually. "But if I can't... then... I want to be
with my friends."
Subaru nodded and turned to leave.
Watanuki bit his lip. "Do you
believe in hitsuzen?"
"Naturally foreordained events?"
Subaru raised an eyebrow. "Yes."
nodded. "I've decided... I'm not going to believe in them anymore. Not
anymore!" He clenched his fists, and met Subaru's gaze squarely. "I will see her again."
"She owes me a Wish."
The hospital memory that Watanuki recalls is entirely made up by me,
although it would totally rule if something like that happened in the