This is crackfic. I am infamous for my M-preg fics among friends. It was only a matter of time before I did this in Holic. It's just to amuse myself and others and not to be taken seriously at all.

This was SO wrong on SO many levels.

Originaly, he'd believed it to be a horrible, horrible nightmare. Because there was no way that this was happening. It wasn't possible. It wasn't even something imaginable!

Then again, where Yuko was concerned, when was there ever any reason or order?

No. Even with that factor, this was too much for Watanuki to possibly accept.

"Needs more salt."

Okay, he now officialy believed Doumeki was a robot. No normal man could possibly sit there so calmly in the current situation.

"HOW CAN YOU THINK ABOUT FOOD AT A TIME LIKE THIS?!" Watanuki demanded, resisting the urge to strangle the archer.

He couldn't seem to take his eyes away from it. It was large and rounded and totaly out of place on Doumeki. This went against human nature.

Doumeki ignored Watanuki, as usual, as he sat back and ate his bento with that same blank expression he always had.

"Will you at least TRY to show a little emotion here?! Yuko just told you your pregnant and all you can worry about is lunch!!"

Doumeki shrugged. "There's nothing I can do about it. Why worry?"

Watanuki waved both arms around in frustration. "That's not the point here! The point is that you are a man and men do NOT get pregnant! I think you should be showing at least a little concern here!! I mean, how did this even happen?!"

Doumeki raised an eyebrow. "I think that's pretty obvious, isn't it?"

Watanuki went bright red. "THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEAN AND YOU KNOW IT!"

"You two do realize that isn't what brought this about, right?" Yuko asked. "Although I must say I had a feeling you were doing something naughty in your free time, Watanuki."

Watanuki's blush turned a darker shade of red. "Yuko-San!"

"Well then what was it?" Doumeki asked.

"You ate donut." Yuko replied.

"A donut?!" Watanuki yelled, a look of bewilderment replacing his blush.

"Not just any donut. A very special donut. I happened to recieve it as payment a few weeks ago for a very interesting wish." Here she paused and got a devilish glint in her eye that made Watanuki nervous.

"I placed it among the extra sweets you made that you took home with you, Watanuki. I have to admit this isn't how I expected this to turn out."

Watanuki stared at her in shock. "YOU WERE TRYING TO MAKE ME PREGNANT?! ARGHHHH!"

Doumeki and Yuko watched as Watanuki twirled around, arms moving like insane windmills. He was talking to himself. But it all sounded like gibberish.

Finaly, Doumeki turned to Yuko. "I just have one question."

"Yes?" Yuko asked, turning to smile at him.

"Do you have any salt?"

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