Donchard One-Shots!

First Date!

Yup Don and Dick go on a 'date'. More like they both try and figure out their feelings but they're together and stuff happens... so we'll go ahead and call this the first date!

Now back in Hard Landing Don and the others continue to try and find the rune rumored to be about. Don, growing increasingly concerned as Dick hasn't woken up yet begins to drown in his own thoughts...

Don felt his stomach churn anxiously as he sat in Dicks's room. Dick laid unconscious on his bed, his chest slowly rising and falling. He's been like that for two days. Don had recovered much quicker thanks to Ddawn's potion that had almost instantly repaired his bones. He doesn't even want to know how he had done it. Don then remembered questioning Ddawn about Dick and he had simply glared at him and told him that Dick would wake up when he felt like it. A very unreassuring answer. Don hadn't slept almost at all since the day they had gotten paired up. Why was he so worried? He knew. He knew exactly why he was so worried. He liked Dick. Don let out a shaky breath. He had to wake up soon. But he's not gonna wake up, is he? A voice chimes in the back of his head. His breath hitched. "N-no he's gonna wake up..." Don whispered in a trembling voice. No, he's not. The voice whispered harshly. Because you killed him. Don pulled his hat over his ears. "He's not dead. I didn't kill him." Don muttered to himself over and over again. Don glanced back at Dick again and felt his heart twist painfully. "I'm sorry," Don whispered as he quickly left the room.

His head was pounding as he sat up. Dick groaned as he clutched his head. Where the hell was he? He glanced around and recognized the familiar environment of his room. He frowned. He hadn't remembered walking back to Hard Landing. So how had he gotten back? He couldn't remember. But then he did remember Don. He felt his blood go cold. Shouting, yelling, fear, the creeper. "Shit." Dick breathed. He slowly stood up and his back protested in pain. He walked over to his chest which his sword now rested inside of and pulled it out. He then made his way over to the door and pulled it open. The house was mostly empty except for Ddawn who had exited his own room as well.

"Oh, you're awake," Ddawn muttered as he walked towards the front door.

"Yeah... how long was I out?" Dick questioned his mind slightly distracted. Where's Don? That was the only thing he was really concerned about. Ddawn paused right before he opened the front door.

"Ehhh two days?" Ddawn said shrugging. But what about Don? The question plagued his mind.

"Well, where are the others?" Dick asked stepping up next to him. Ddawn sneered.

"I'm surprised you don't hear them from here." He hissed as he opened the front door. Dick followed after the grumbling robot and the two walked down the stairs toward the village where he could hear shouting. As they passed through the door into the village he found Duni, Dashlie and thankful Don standing in front of the imposter's house. However, Don was the one being yelled at.

"I can't believe you fucked up again!" Dashlie shrieked throwing her hands up. Don rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"You're one to talk Dashlie. Actually, remind me the last time you actually succeed on a mission?" Don asked smirking. Dashlie glared at him before spinning around to face Duni.

"Let me kill him." She said angrily her hand on her sword. Duni sighed as he shook his head.

"We can't he's our friend Dashlie." Dashlie turned back to Don with a noise of disgust.