"Sugoi!" the Hyuuga main branch girl awed.
"Arigatou, arigatogozaimasu, okyakusan. A good show wasn't it everyone?" Baki tensely tensely said. Looking at his own face by going cross-eyed he exclaimed, "Oh, my god, would you look at the time! Off to bed, off to bed!" Kankurou hopped over next to Baki.
"Oh, please don't. It's my first time in a non-genjutsu or non-kuchiyose castle, least most of all an enchanted one."
"Enchanted? Who said anything about this castle being enchanted?" the clock tried to cover up as two chopsticks were sword-fighting by. He turned to Kankurou. "It was you, wasn't it?" He began to try to smack the candlestick with his gold handles, Kankurou easily dodging the short arms. It was like trying to avoid being hit by a tyrannosaurus rex's arms.
"I-I figured it out by myself I suppose." Hinata told them. The objects who had been bickering before looked at her then stopped their pointless duel. Baki dusted himself off as Kankurou fixed his wax nose and bits of purple wax design. "I would actually like to look around, if that's alright." she stated.
"Oh! Would you like a tour?" asked an excited Kankurou.
"Wait, wait, wait. I'm not so sure that's such a good idea." Baki said, turning to the candlestick he said, "We can't just let her go around poking into certain places, if you know what I mean." Hinata picked up Baki from the mantel thing on his head, pulling him up to her eye level.
"Or perhaps you could take me. I'm sure you know everything there is to know about this castle." she sneered.
"W-w-well, yes, actually, I do." he stuttered, somewhat flattered in a frightened way.
-Hallways-
Hinata, Baki, and Kankurou and the dark red footstool walked/hopped/waddled through the gloomy hallways of the castle as Baki lectured them. "As you can see, the once white walls here have been stripped away by time over the years to reveal these grey stone walls. Do note the inverted vaulted ceilings: another example of that Kimori Period, and as I always say, if it's not from the past year then don't bother fixing it! Heh, heh, heh, now where was I-?" Baki spun around on a stand of his and scolded the samurai suits of armor to get back to their posts for they were following the trio. "Now would you drow your attention to the maple wood flying buttress above the--okyakusan?" The clock turned back to the group to find only a bored-out-of-his-mind Kankurou. Beyond them, Hyuuga Hinata was ascending the grand staircase. Kankurou, finally coming toattention looked behind him as well and ran with Baki to catch up with the human.
"What's up there?" the girl asked as Kankurou and Baki jumped before her in hopes of blocking her way any further.
"Where, up there?" exasperated Baki. "Nothing! Absolutely nothing of interest at all in the West Wing, to you that is. It's dull, and boring, very, very oh-so boring!"Kankurou tipped to his side and sweat-dropped. Baki nudged him and they nodded enthusiastically in agreement.
"Oh, I see. So thats the West Wing." confirmed Hinata. Kankurou bitch-slapped Baki across the face.
"Nice going, bakka!" he muttered.
"I wonder what he's hiding up there..." the first born main branch child though aloud.
"He'snothidinganythingwhat-so-ever!" Baki quickly said as he rubbed his pained face.
"Then it wouldn't be forbidden." she dead-panned. Stepping over them she was about to advance up the stairs until the objects dashed in front of her once more.
"Perhaps you would like to see some exquisite tapestries dating all the way back to the-."
"Maybe later." she said in an irritated manner. Just because the castle's enchantments stopped her from using any type of jutsu, it didn't hold back the strength that she had built up over the years. She flew her left hand to the ground, met it with Baki's head an did a flip over him, landing ever so lightly on her black-sandaled feet to return to walking up the long staircase. The small clock tipped to the side and would have fallen down like five steps (which is a lot to someone of their size) if Kankurou hadn't stuck his hand of wax to the back of Baki's four-sided head.
"We have a garden, a library as well!" cried out Baki in his low voice as he scraped off the dried wax on his wooden back. Hinata stopped in mid-step and put her foot down slowly.
"You have a ...library?" she asked with great interest yet disbelief, looking to them from the side, her black bangs making a shade over everything above the tip of her nose. She felt flabbergasted that such a gloomy, dusty, old place such as the place she was in now could ever possible have a library. The objects took a step back/ sideways as to not fall off the stair again.
"Y-yes, okyakusan." the clock nervously said as she slowly turned around to face them, still thrilled that he had found something of interest to her. Kankrou decided to speak up.
"With books!" he exclaimed. Baki sweat-dropped and nearly fell over.
"Of course it has books you bakka! That's what a library pretty much is! A room filled with books!" Baki whispered, holding back the urge to smack the younger object upside the heaad. So to prove it, he opened up his body, took ou the clock, and flipped it over to reveal a screen and a holographic keyboard. Baki went onto and searched up the definition of a library. A rabbity-looking thing with a pink ball drooping off its single antenna and wearing a breen scarf around its neck appeared on the circular screen.
"Kupo! You got definitions!" it said in a high bubble voice that was neither male nor female. He scrolled down the list of definitions by moving his minute hand beneath the screen and his face lit up, happily.
"See!" he said, jabbing his gold-mitted hand at the screen. "A room where books are kept," he read aloud. He turned around the circular screen/clock window and set it back in its place. Hinata's interest began to wane and so Kankurou spoke up once more of the library.
"It has gads of books!" he declared.
"Romance!" sighed Baki, hearts fluttered around his head.
"Horror!" shivered Kankurou, his fires nearly whisped out.
"Manga!" Baki stated.
"The Icha Icha Paradise series!" mischieviously said Kankurou, earning him a smack upside the head from Baki's hand.
"More books than you'll ever be able to read in a lifetime!" The objects led her down the stairway to the left, when like a child, the Hyuuga girl's attention span broke and so she turned back to wandering thw West Wing. Her excitement of this new place however, began to dwindle as she walked down through the gloomy hall leading to the monster's lair. As she strolled down the hallway, she paused for a brief moment to look into the shattered remains of a mirror, each fairly big piece reflected her concerned white eyes and expression. Reaching the end of the hallway she found to the right of a beautiful dusty window. She put her hand to the window pane and smudged off some dirt and other bacterial things off of the glass: moonlight flew through the holes she had made. The doors had handles shaped like demons, or one of them atleast. One had a crescent moon shaped on his human-like face with long hair. anf hot girly-looking eyes. The other handle had a human face, long thick bangs, an angry facial expression unlike the other one's doer expression. He, the second handle, also had pointed dog ears sticking out the top of his head. Taking a deep breath she took the handle's heads and pushed the doors open. The probably once-white carpeted floors were now in ugly shade of pasty-grey and to the right of her was a bed, destroyed as if something had jumped onto from a high distance or had thrown an anchor onto it.
She walked past a low traditional-looking table, tripped over a gourd that was in the middle of the room for some reason, and knocked over the table: only to catch it thanks to her swift reflexes. She stood up and turned her head to see a shredded portrait on the wall. She lifted the strips of canvas that had not yet fallen to the ground and saw a sad blue eye and blood red hair almost covering it. To the corner of her eye to her right she spied a bell jar with a blue rose inside of it, magically suspended within. Walking over to it with her white eyes transfixed, she reached out and lifted off the jar, leaving the rose unprotected, and set the jar aside. She reached out to touch the blue rose that seemed to emit a light of its own. As she neared it, a shadows loomed onto her. Shukaku had been on the balcony and had noticed noises coming from his room.
Jumping back into the room, he picked up the glass bell jar with only his thunb, index, and middle claws/fingers and put it back over the rose. He then turned his attention to Hinata. "Why did you come here?!" he roared at her. His raccoon-like face neared hers. She backed away, frightened,
"S-sumimasen! I'm sorry, I-" she started off.
"I warned you to never come here!" the raccoon-dog demon hissed.
"I didn't mean any harm!" she told him, carefully maneuvering her way backwards through the beast's extremely messy room. Nevertheless, he just grew angrier.
"Do you realize what you could have done?" he seethed, he pushed away a sofa in his way with ease which made it smash against the walls of peeling light blue paint: making a rather large dent in the wall. He thrashed at more pieces of furniture.
"Please, stop this! No!" she pleaded him, although still scared.
"Get out!! GET OUT!!" he screamed. Taking his words, Hyuuga Hinata turned around and fleed from the room. As he saw the innocent young woman run from the room. What had become of anger was calm, and what had formed from calmness was then sad rage. He fell to his knees, holding his head in his paws. Despaired upon finally realizing that he had destroyed his chances with the girl he knew not the name of.
The black-haired girl rushed down the staircase, three steps at a time, and grabbed her coat hanging off a coat-hanger that was hanging out with a group of napkin rings, also bursting past a confused Baki and Kankurou who was flirting with Anko. Kankurou smoothed his waxy hea, standing flabbergasted as he watched Hinata run toward the door. "Whe-where are you going Okyakusan?" he stammered.
"Promise or no promise, I'm a weakling without my ninjutsu and I can't stay here for another minute with that demon!" Hinata yelled to him. Baki stood stiff as he heard this from her. He played it back in his mind "I can't stay here for another minute!" Slower. "Iiiyy caaann''tt ssttaaayyye ahhnuuhtheer miinuuhteee."
"Okyakusan-dono! Please, wait! Don't go!" he cried. Anko was about to yell something also but Hinata had slammed the doors behind her by that time. The candles in the room saddened, thus darkening the room. Kankurou, Baki, and Mitarashi Anko's face fell into gloom and sadness.