XXXHolic Fan Fiction ❯ Failing You ❯ 5 ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Title:  Failing You
Pairing: Doumeki/Watanuki
Rating: M
Length: 9 chapters. (This is #5) 
Summary: What would Doumeki do if he ever failed to save Watanuki? What would Watanuki do to stop him?
 
DISC: I do not own xxxHolic or any of the characters. These belong to Clamp - those crazy mangaka who make us all practically faint for the shonen-ai and then YANK it out from under us. Clamp, if I can have one request, it's to give us some DouWata love by the end of this series! PLEASE!
 
 
Chapter 5
 
The next time Doumeki awakened, Watanuki immediately began screaming at him. “Don't you dare. You. Don't you dare.” Tears were streaming down his face. “You giant idiot! Who asked you for this?! I didn't want this. I don't want this! Just let him eat me and save yourself. You stupid idiot! Why do you always do this? Why?!”
 
Doumeki, groggy and obviously in pain managed his irritating, superior smirk as he replied, “Dumbass. Why do you think?”
 
With a tortured laugh, he said, “Shizuka. Please. Please don't make me watch him take any more of you.”
 
Doumeki just smiled.
 
“Well, if that's what you want, I'll take my next course from you.”
 
And then, mind-numbing pain struck. The inside of both his thighs were torn open, as if a strip of skin and muscle was being peeled away - which it was. Blood dripped down his legs. And yet, Watanuki could only smile through his tears. Because Shizuka was spared for now.
 
Except a scream from across the room: “NO! Me! Leave him alone!” Doumeki was struggling against his bonds, thrashing, blood was dripping down his wrists from the manacles digging in from the violence of his movements.
 
“Your wish is my demand,” he called, with the sound of him slurping up the last bit jerky from Watanuki's tortured thighs.
 
This time, the demon started by breaking the archer's shin bone, halfway up the shin, the broken bottom half of the bone sliding out of the stump where his foot had been that morning. Then, the skin and muscle was shredded, blood painting the wall behind him. Finally, it was all gone, and the leg cauterized at the end, where the broken bone stuck out of what remained of his calf.
 
“No,” Watanuki sobbed. The pain from his own wound was nothing - NOTHING - compared to having to listen to Doumeki's screams. “No. Why do you always do this? Why? I hate this.” Unable to watch anymore, he curled up in a ball. He was hyperventilating now.
 
“Shizuka. God. I won't forgive you for hurting him,” he called to the demon. “Do you hear me?”
 
He was curled up so tight, he didn't see the explosion of light.
 
“I won't ever forgive this.” And then he passed out.
 
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