Gin had choices. He always had choices. And he made his choice.

You are not wrong, who deem that my days have been a dream.

The students all said that Professor Doumeki had a wife who made him lunches and impeccably pressed his shirts. Watanuki found this hilarious.

Watanuki quite literally runs into an odd boy with an even odder spirit-double.

The prefectural authorities want to know where he has been, what he has been doing, if he is who he says he is.

Doumeki wakes up, slowly, bracing himself for the pain and – yes, it's there, small bits and pieces of it crawling all over his body and inside of it, enough that he winces a little.
A/N: xxxHolic, Doumeki/Watanuki: gentleness - the world didn’t end

For somebody who sees so much, Watanuki misses a lot.

Touya bumps into an interesting boy.

When the three of them finish high school they all move into the same apartment... Could be read as either gen or a shippy WatanukiHimawariDoumeki piece. ...Retrospective mindless sap warning.

Yuuko receives an interesting item as payment.

Ukitake has the luxury of appointing his own vice captain; it is why Kaien has had no successor.

She always found visiting Ursula a trial, but professional courtesies had to be maintained. There were so few witches still in the business, and it paid to have colleagues who could offer different perspectives. That didn't mean she had to like her, though.

sequel to A Fair and Reasonable Price. Draco discovers just what he's paid for.

Draco is sent to a store, and makes an impulse buy. Crossover with CLAMP's xxxHOLIC

The cicadas emerge for the last time.

It's too hot to do anything

She's not even going to miss him that much.

Kazusa Minami, school counselor, has a very special case on her hands. A VERY special case. And it doesn't look like she can handle it.

Prompted by this request at the [info]doumekiwatanuki anonymous ficfest. [Non-sexual, sensual physical contact, in their mid-thirties.] I may have lost the prompt somewhere in this piece.

Summary: Doumeki remembers.
Notes: Written for IJ's Porn Battle, to the prompt "xxxHolic, Doumeki/Watanuki, forgetfulness." Smut flavored with angst. 299 words.

Just another quiet evening at home.
Notes: Written for IJ's Porn Battle, to the prompt "xxxHolic, Doumeki/Watanuki, high shelf." Smut in domestic environs. 530 words.

Characters: Watanuki Kimihiro, Doumeki Shizuka, Syaoran, Sakura
Summary: Watanuki just wants to make sure he's understanding this properly.

xxxHolic, Ame Warashi/Zashiki Warashi: looking out for her best interests - "That human's no good for you"
Word count: 335

Prompt: sensitive hands/slight hands fetish - Nothing Like Leather
Warnings: graphic boysex, spoilers for xxxHolic manga chapters 73 and higher
Word count: around 2,500
Summary: Doumeki is fascinated by Watanuki’s newest accessories.

Doumeki has figured out what quiets Watanuki. Written for Porn Battle, with the prompt: Doumeki/Watanuki, hush.

"Where's Haruka-san?" seems to be the only thing coming out of Watanuki's mouth these days. He lo-- likes them both, really, but sometimes Doumeki wishes his grandfather and Watanuki didn't get along quite so well.

"We'll have to wait until someone comes by," Doumeki says, leaning his bow in one corner of the room where he's just exorcised a particularly spiteful spirit. Spiteful enough to lock the door, anyway.

Being the catalyst for someone else's epiphany is a dangerous job.

Our childhood heroes can shape who we become in the future, and a childish wish can impact the fate of the entire world.

Watanuki reminds her of Clow Reed.

It's not that he particularly looks like him or acts like him, it's that watching Watanuki with Doumeki makes her remember Clow as he was back when she still called him 'Reed'.

Homicide detectives don't like coincidences. Questioning Watanuki and Doumeki made perfect sense.

He has long ago given up keeping an inventory. The backroom is not so much a room as it is a trove. Objects appear and vanish on and from the shelves and the bins and the baskets depending on the season, the day, the hour, Yuuko's mood. Even his mood perhaps. After all, he can always find a spare duster when he looks, though once the feathers were too long and square and gold to be from chickens. Yuuko said sadly, "Griffin," and he didn't dare ask any further.

Watanuki cleared his throat and hunted desperately for a conversational gambit. "Um, so how long have you been with Kanzeon-sama?"

Things don't quite go right for Watanuki, and Doumeki tries to be there for him (if only Watanuki would let him).

Watanuki must confront his feelings for Doumeki the day before Valentine's Day.

What do you do when someone dies for you? And what do you do with your saviour? Animeverse, post episode 23. Vaguely DouWata.

It didn’t take Doumeki very long to discover that Watanuki hates thanking people. Oh, he’s terribly polite with all the little things – effusive, even – but when it comes to thanking them for something important, he never quite gets around to saying it; stutters and freezes and yells and flails rather than just saying two simple words.

Watanuki Kimihiro’s life would be infinitely easier if he couldn’t see. Doumeki Shizuka’s life would be infinitely easier if he could.

Although many people called Yuuko the Space-Time Witch, it was a misnomer. While she had power over dimensions, she wasn't foolish enough to mess with Time. That she left to the experts.

The past comes back to bite Yuuko as Clow's final legacy shows up on her doorstep.

The problem could have been said to begin when Fujitaka brought the mask - black, age-stained, and horned - back home from the Archaelogy department. To this Fujitaka would have replied, in slightly hurt tones, that the problem had begun when one of the graduate students on Iwata-san's dig had fallen sick, and that he had fixed the problem in removing the mask to his home.

Kimihiro’s thoughts jumbled around inside his head, and one that didn’t usually get loose made it to the surface. Doumeki always waited, like this.

Waited on Kimihiro’s choices.

by Lazulisong
Also, she was the only one who knew that he meant to die.

Girl Genius/xxxholic Rating: PG13
"The pits of the mechanical levels were as close as one could get to being in an underground dungeon on what was left of an air fleet."

PG | On Wednesday, Doumeki had a bento box with flowers on it.

When Doumeki goes down on Watanuki, he does so slowly, without hurry. He kisses his way down, lingering here and there with hands and lips like he is claiming territory --this is mine, this is mine, this is mine-- until Watanuki howls, grabs his head and directs it where he wants it to go.

outsider POV,
"I slipped into the library to dodge a servant carrying the wine and that’s when I saw them; seated at one of the old oak tables, their heads bent together over some obscure magical tract as they argued furiously over its discourse. "

by devikun
Watanuki is no stranger to regret, but second chances aren't always what they seem to be.

Doumeki has often seen Watanuki in the moon, or in the flickering glow of candles, and he wonders what Watanuki would look like in darkness. [UST]

by Half-sleeping
"Yuuko does not like chess overmuch."

by Lazulisong, Domeki POV,
It's about what you choose, isn't it?

cute, includes Doumeki's mom.

"No," Yuuko sighed. "He's just catching butterflies. He's just not very good at it." She smiled at him, in that way that she did that always made him feel like she knew more than she should.

helga_b: HOLiC crossover fic Tourism or, Rule, Britannia! or Yuuko knows everyone, and their mother