imbrii (imbrii) wrote in imbrication, @ 2010-01-19 21:50:00 |
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Current music: | Yuki Kajiura - Les Soldats |
Vienna Teng prompt 17, xxxHolic
Series: xxxHolic
Characters: Doumeki and his OC mom
Pairing: D/W
Type: AU, what-if
Warnings: none
Spoilers: Set somewhere in 130-170 or so, when Watanuki's existence is a big deal
Word Count: 283
Etc: Set in the same world as a longer piece I haven't finished--what if Watanuki is a dream? I seem to keep wanting to write about his never-seen mom, for some reason.
17 He wakes to his mother sitting by his bedside, face hard. "Shizuka, this boy is a dream," Doumeki Yumi was never one to beat around the bush.
"He's real," he protests as he sits up, running a hand over his face to shake off the last of sleep. His arms wobble in protest at supporting his weight while his stomach lets him know all the food he remembered eating didn't actually exist.
His mother notices, of course. Her voice turns worried. "Shizuka—"
"I'm not the only one who dreams about him." He hadn't told her this yet, waiting for a moment like this one.
She is silent several minutes, accepting his word and adjusting her argument. "You sleep all the time, you don't have any appetite. Am I not supposed to worry?"
"Mom," he starts, trying to ward off her words.
Her eyes move to his bow, resting against the wall. "Your grandfather..." And they both fall silent, as neither of them seemed to expect the conversation to go this way. She shakes her head, dismissing the subject, and looks him in the eye. "He's somewhere between dreaming and reality, right?"
"Aa." He'd explained that much, back when the dreams had started. He'd seen no point in lying about it.
One of her hands covers his, and squeezes. "How can I help?"
His pale eyes widen in shock as she smiles softly. Her explanation is simple. "This boy means the world to you. That's all that I need to know. "I want to meet Watanuki-kun."
They hug, fiercely, in a way they haven't since he was small. Only when so close is it obvious both of them are trembling the slightest bit.