((I don't own Sen to Chihiro no Kamikushi, which is Spirited Away's original title! If I did, Yubaba would be much nicer to Chihiro. Again, this chapter will be all fic, in Kohaku's POV. The fics shall now be called Encounters; the next Encounter shall be in Lin's or Chihiro's POV.))

I froze where I stood (near the baby's crib), surprised that Sen's mother could see me. How could she spot me; she just got up from sleep! Oh, well, I have two options: trick her or tell her. I guess I'll just have to try tricking her and see where it goes. "You're being deluded, Mrs. Ogino-san; what you see is simply a dream. Don't worry, though; you'll wake up soon enough." "I know who you are." Chihiro's mother said to me, speech slightly slurred by sleep; "You're that boy Chihiro told me about once…Kalaku, right? Isn't that the boy, Chihiro?" She questioned, turning to her daughter, whose face was as red as a cherry. Sighing, Chihiro responded: "Yes, Mother….and his name is Kohaku, not Kalaku. Remember that dream I told you and Father about?" She asked as her mother answered, "We thought it was all nonsense," she then turned to me, "So, you're the dragon boy, huh? Wow…I'd never thought I'd see the day….Oh, Chihiro?" "Yes, Mother?" Sen asked; "Remember those pictures you used to draw and put up on the wall?" "Y-Yes…" Chihiro answered warily as she walked to her bed, reached underneath, and pulled out a small stack of pictures; they were composed of the Aburaya bath house, Chihiro curled asleep with a smile on her face in the curling coils of a white dragon….one certain picture had my face turn scarlet; Chihiro was wearing a snow white kimono with a white veil over her gorgeous, moon-like face while I stood next to her, wearing a formal black kimono with my hair tied at the base of my neck (yes, my hair has reached the middle of my back and I'm not cutting it anytime soon), looking at Chihiro with a look that seemed to be the very definition of 'I love you'. "C-Ch-Ch-Chihiro…you d-drew all of this?" I exclaimed, quite a bit shocked about the current…situation; don't get me wrong, the pictures were incredible and how she sang along with her mother….All I could do was walk over to my (yes, I said MY, people!) Chihiro and simply do the one thing I've wanted since I met her: hug her with all of my strength. I was even bold enough to peck her cheek! "Well, well, well; if it isn't dragon boy and his future bride~. How's it hanging?" An all too familiar voice called from the doorway of Sen's room; "I thought you'd never arrive…Lin." I answered, looking at the 23-year-old woman wearing mid-knee denim jeans, a black silk button down blouse, a pair of black sneakers, and a black jacket that reached her knees with her hair in a ponytail.

Lin: Yay, I'm here!
Chihiro: Hi, Lin-onee!