A/N: It's the final chapter people! And without further ado…

"Like hell you are!" Doumeki sat at the counter of Watanuki's kitchen, arms crossed and glaring hard at the smaller boy. Watanuki was still packing a monstrous bentou as he finished his preparations. Watanuki ignored him and continued packing.

"I'm afraid you misunderstood me, Shizuka. I was simply informing you of my intentions- not asking permission." The sweet tone had a steel in it that would have unnerved Doumeki if he wasn't so pissed. He recognized that he wasn't winning this argument in any event, so he took the lesser of evils.

"Fine then, but I'm going with you."

Watanuki frowned at his over his glasses, irritation evident on his face.

He wanted Shishimaru's departure to be a pleasant one; Doumeki would go out of his way to make sure it was anything but. Watanuki knew he couldn't stop Doumeki from coming- in fact he wanted him to come and wish Shishimaru a safe journey home. That he knew that wasn't going to happen. Watanuki sighed and tentatively tried a different approach.

"Shizuka…" Doumeki was immediately suspicious of the honey in Watanuki's tone. "If you behave, and if you make Shishimaru's departure pleasant for him, I'll-I'll reward you when we get back."

Amber eyes widened just a bit and an eyebrow lifted questioningly. "However, you like…"

Now how the heck could he say no to that? Watanuki was blushing cutely, probably correctly guessing the payment that would be demanded.

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Shishimaru was leaning against a cherry tree in the park when the felt their approach. His smile faded a little when he saw Doumeki.

I can't believe the bastard actually came. Talk about a wet blanket.

"Wyvern…"

"Doumeki…"

And with that Doumeki turned back and headed a short distance away, much to Shishimaru's pleasant surprise. Doumeki was holding his end of the bargain- that was the happiest he could make Wyvern while being there- giving him alone time with Watanuki.

Watanuki twitched, for that wasn't exactly what he had meant. Freaking loopholes. He turned back to face the blond boy and handed him the two-ton bentou.

"I made you a bentou for you journey. It guess I made a lot since I had no idea how long it takes you to get home."

"Oh, about three or four seconds" Shishimaru stifled a laugh at Watanuki's expression, but took the bentou gratefully.

"Are you sure you have to leave, Shishimaru? You've only been here for a few months…"

"I've been reassigned. Dragons go where they are needed. With you, Doumeki and Yuko, I think this place is pretty much covered."

Plus, it would be far too painful staying here.

"You're mind is made up then?"

"Yeah. Is yours?"

"Huh?"

Shishimaru looked over to where Doumeki was trying his best not to glare at them.

"Is this what you want? Is he what you want? Because everything can change if you just say the word. I would stay here, or I could take you with me, it wouldn't matter. Whatever you wanted."

"Thank you Shishimaru; but I am where I have to be. Where I want to be."

Shishimaru nodded sadly before pulling himself up and exhaling in a loud huff.

"Yeah, well I guess there's just no helping it." Shishimaru reached into his pocket. He pulled out a cloth badge with at green dragon embroidered into it. He held it out to Watanuki. "A gift for you. It's infused with my spirit power and will kick in when another repelling spirit like Doumeki's isn't around. So on the off chance that he let's you out of his sight- you are still covered. It should last you a while, since I put a ton in, I think"

Watanuki's mouth opened and closed soundlessly as he reached for the emblem. "You didn't have to Shishimaru…"

"No- but I wanted to." He held Watanuki's hand in his for a moment, before letting go. "If you ever need me or if you ever change your mind…" Shishimaru laid a hand over Watanuki's heart, careful to keep the intimate action out of Doumeki's sight. "All you have to do is focus a little, and I'll be here."

Watanuki nodded, feeling this throat constrict. Shishimaru looked over to Doumeki and nodded once. The dark archer did the same. They had said all there was to say to each other. No more words were needed.

"Soooo, with all that being said and done I guess there is just one more thing to do…"

Watanuki looked up questioningly at the blond about to ask what Shishimaru needed. Watanuki only felt his chin being captured and Shishimaru's mouth cover his, his tongue invading- taking advantage of the shock of the smaller boy. Vicious swearing was heard somewhere behind Watanuki and few seconds later Doumeki had closed the distance between them. He was too late, his hand closing about on air as the dragon dispelled his presence the moment Doumeki was with arm's length.

Jade green eyes were the last feature to fade as Shishimaru's voice floated out to them.

"I'll see you again, Watanuki Kimihiro"

This was a role-reversal of epic proportions. Watanuki was standing quietly smiling serenely, while Doumeki was averaging about a four on the Watanuki spaz-out scale. It may be a small number for a Watanuki, but for a Doumeki this was equivalent to re-enacting Hiroshima.

Doumeki ranted all the way back to Watanuki's apartment, the latter boy keeping a safe distance between them as onlookers scrambled to get out of the tall boy's way.

The witch stared down into the crystal pool, watching the boys as they headed towards home.

"So the dragon finally left." Echoing voices immediately started up.

"They are one less now, Mistress (they are one less…). Can we take them now (take them now)?"

"No, it isn't time. We must not be impatient like that fool Janubis. He moved on his own and looked what happened. A weakling like him deserved what he got, trying to steal from the master."

Her snow white hair drifted into the pool, swirling about her. She reached out a finger at Watanuki's image, watching hungrily as he followed Doumeki home.

"Ah, but he is strong, and he will only get stronger. We will wait till the time is right. Let that woman nurture him, for she cannot protect him."

The beef was tough, the fork barely sinking in to the meat. It was going to be a while yet before it was ready. Watanuki poured more water into the pot and turned the flame down as low as possible, before turning to the sullen boy seated behind him.

Doumeki was glaring out the window, still seriously upset over the kiss Shishimaru stole from Watanuki. The smaller boy sighed and walked around the counter. If Doumeki frowned any deeper, it would rain in the room. He slipped his hands around Doumeki's middle and bit gently into Doumeki's neck. The taller boy was surprised that he wasn't in a puddle on the floor. He sighed: It isn't fair. One person should have this much power over another human being.

"Stop glowering, you'll make the food go bad."

"He shouldn't have kissed you."

"People do a lot of things they aren't supposed to. You're the better kisser though"

"You're just saying that."

"Yeah, pretty much. Are you complaining?"

"No, say it again, with feeling."

They were kissing soon after that, Doumeki demanding extra payment for making Shishimaru leave that happy. It was a rare moment: Watanuki felt the strange urge to comply. Soon Doumeki was lying on the floor, panting and shaking as Watanuki's tongue teased him and tasted him. Watanuki stopped when Doumeki told him to, the latter feeling himself on the brink of shattering.

Watanuki then moved to straddle the archer's hips; Doumeki hands immediately moving to stroke all the exposed flesh within his reach. Doumeki sat up then, hugging Watanuki tightly to him as rained kisses over the boy's face and neck. Doumeki reclined once again as he reached for the balm Watanuki had retrieved earlier. He was distracted when Watanuki laughed.

"What?"

"I can't help but think how you have ruined vanilla for me. I was blushing a couple days ago when I was baking a cake in Home-Ec."

"In that case, I plan to ruin a lot of things for you." After coating his hands, Doumeki handed the other boy the lotion. "Here, I like it when you do it."

Watanuki blushed crimson. "You're incorrigible you know that?"

"Then don't encourage me."

"Tsk, and you are corny!"

"What I am: is horn…"

Watanuki clamped at hand over Doumeki mouth, blushing madly, and moved quickly to apply the lotion to Doumeki's aching member.

Doumeki moaned raggedly, bucking up against Watanuki. The archer groped the other boy unabashedly, slipping in slicked fingers until Watanuki shouted him name. Doumeki guided him slowly forwards, positioning Watanuki until he hovered over the archer's straining erection. Watanuki slowly pushed down impaling himself. Doumeki watched and waited until he was completely embedded and the permission given to continue. Gripping Watanuki's hips, he helped the boy build a rhythm until they were both sweating and shaking, tremors racking their bodies. Watanuki felt shocks running up his spine like potent electricity. Doumeki could not stop himself from thrusting upwards, grunting gutturally with each move. The smaller boy's nails dug into the flesh of his shoulders, feeling the approach of his release. Doumeki rolled him unto him back, and started thrusting hard. A heartbeat later, Doumeki collapsed on Watanuki completely shattered after their mutual release.

When his breathing returned to normal, Watanuki started sniffing the air.

"The water is almost dried out, it should be about ready now." He attempted to get up, but found himself pinned to the floor.

"Say the magic words."

"Er, get off me or you will starve today?"

"Scary, but not magical."

"If that beef burns, you are going to sit and eat every scrap of it."

"You're being difficult."

"You're being an ass. Fine then, please?"

Doumeki snorted.

"What could you possibly want me to say to you? The meat's starting to sizzle."

Doumeki fought the urge to burst out laughing. "Yeah, tell me about it…"

He looked down at the frowning boy, an odd look of sincerity taking over his features.

"Tell me you love me."

Watanuki looked up in surprise at the intense and vulnerable look on Doumeki's face. He reached up to stroke some hair out of the boy's face.

"I love you, Doumeki Shizuka" A genuine smile graced the archer's features before returned the sentiment. That gooey moment over, it was back to business.

"Oi, I'm hungry, are you going to let the food burn?"

Swearing at him, Watanuki scrambled up and headed into the kitchen.

Later, Watanuki sat up watching Doumeki sleep as dawn broke, ushering a new day. Everything was different now, things had changed. For the first time in a long time, Watanuki watched a new day enter without a hint of trepidation. Doumeki shifted, muttering Watanuki's name in his sleep before quieting down again. Unable to resist, Watanuki reached forward and brushed the hair out of his face.

Never before had Watanuki been more grateful that there weren't any coincidences- only Hitsuzen.

A/N: And that's all she wrote! That was the final chapter in the Golden Dragon! Oh, but this is super-sad, I close the curtains on my first anime and XXXHOLiC fic. Usually I am totally relieved to wrap up a story and that's it, now I am both relieved and sad! I know you are wondering what that whole 'white witch' thing was about. That was a sneak peak in the sequel I am planning to do for this story. Super thanks for reading and sticking patiently with the story. And thanks to those who reviewed, encouraged, critiqued and even flamed (cries)! I learnt a lot (mostly smut, but then what can you do?). Tell me what you thought, and watch for the sequel and all the other stuff I plan to write!