Shizuka's Resolution, a xxxholic fanfic

A/N: So I've finally decided to come back to fanfiction writing

A/N: So I've finally decided to come back to fanfiction writing. For the record I did not even believe in the possible pairing of Shizuka and Kimihiro till chapter 159. So its my first fic that I'll decide to keep up. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own xxxHolic. CLAMP does. If I did I wouldn't be so confused out of my mind.

It's another spring day in which I'm waiting for that idiot to come with my lunch and we can head off to school. Sometimes I wish why I still associate myself with him, but then I remember that rainy day. Once I saw him crying saying that he was going to die alone, I swore to stand by him to make sure that never happens.

Ever since that I day, I progressively grew attached to him. Kimiro- no, Watanuki although annoying and loud, was sweet and seemed to care for all living and non-living beings. Yet he still yells at me. Through our arguments I could tease and make fun of him easily but he never acted like we were anything more than rivals, not even friends.

I think I've realized something now. This attraction, this feeling in my gut whenever I'm around him is not something I should have. Everyday Watanuki talks about his crush, Kunogi. I've notice her try to push us together and protect him but he always goes back to thinking about her. I've realized that we aren't and were never meant to be. Watanuki doesn't want to be concerned with or even near me. I have no right to do such things.

However, ever since Yuuko gave me that egg, I decided that no matter how painful it is I will use it when the time comes. I do not know at the moment what I must do with it or when the time will be right, but I'll do it. I will stay by his side and try to get rid of this emotion. I can only hope it works and the mask I wear does not break.

Last of all I must remember that no matter how much I wish or want it, I'll never be with him.

A/N: So that's it give me your comments and no flames. I do accept constructive criticism. Hopefully you will see me again.