Author: Auditory Eden
Rating: K+
Notes: Not mine, Studio Ghibli, Hiayo Miyazaki-san's, etc...BLAH BLAH!! ;P This is just the sweetest little thing! I imagined that somehow, y'know, dragons wouldn't express affections the same way as humans do. I mean, they're dragons! So I noticed that right when she comes flying out the door and hugs him, he looks kinda shocked. Thus, a reeeeally stupid idea was born, also incorporating the "What the Hell in Haku, anyway?" question that's been dancing round my head for a while...turns out even he doesn't really know! It also kinda died when I tried to get it down with pixel and screen, so yeah. Someday I will rewrite it.
Dragon Kisses
She is human. I am not. I don't suppose anyone really knows what a spirit is, river, or land, or departed life, but I think, for all intents and purposes, I am a dragon.
I know things about others of my kind that other human-shaped spirits don't. Things that don't end up in fairy tales and legends.
Like how we kiss. For a dragon, the human way is foolish and cumbersome, so rather, we do other things. To lay your neck across another's is one, but foremost amongst them is something even a human may do frequently.
If I may, I believe we need to watch a little scenario. It took place while...she was in the spirit world. And, well...
I awoke, to find myself warm and comfortable, in the boiler room. I wakened Kamaji, and found that Chihiro had gone to return Zeniba's seal. I was terrified for her, a bit scared for myself, and very, very anxious to be near her, to protect her. I set off at once, my dragon form coming as naturally as breathing.
The cold, damp night air was smooth on my scales. I thought. Chihiro had run to me, to save my life, had cared enough that I was still alive, though I should have been just a cooling corpse. She had cared. I knew of the curse on the seal, and knew only one thing could break it, but Zeniba would never tell me what that was. "You'll find out in time, Haku. Now run along to my sister." But a faintly whispered word echoed at the back of my mind. "It's called love."
I landed in front of the house, and when the door opened, it was her bright little face that greeted me.
"Haku!" she cried, running forward, her hands catching my chin, her face nuzzling into my forehead. I couldn't help it. Despite the implications, especially in this form, I pushed my head back against hers, affectionately, my eyes closing in contentment. But no matter how calm I seemed on the outside, I could feel heat rising to my cheeks. After all, for a dragon...
But she is not a dragon. So did it apply? Does it apply to me at all, human-looking changeling that I am?
For those who aren't truly dragons, for those who change their shape and their minds and their hopes, does that act still count as the most affectionate, that most intimate and loving? I don't know.
I am a dragon, I think. But she is a girl, and after all, she doesn't know about dragon's kisses.
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Parting Comments: IZ NOT LOVIN IT. Usually finishing a piece gives me this warm glowy feeling inside, but now, I just feel depressed.
Hugs and Kisses
Eden