Yubaba stomped into her study and over to the golden tassel which hung from the ceiling next to her desk. Tugging on it twice, a tiny ring emanated from above. She then sat down behind her desk and waited. Moments later, Haku entered her study and stood before her.

"You called for me?" he asked.

At first, Yubaba said nothing. She stared at him not even trying to suppress the hatred painted on her face. Haku noticed her anger and stared at her coldly. All except for the fire cackling and Yubaba's green, pet heads bouncing around aimlessly, the room was completely silent. The wind rapped at the window while the sun's rays shimmered through the glass. Finally, Yubaba stood and walked over to the window, gazing out into the distance.

"I've been watching you," she said.

She glanced over at Haku hoping to see some sort of surprised expression; however, he just stared straight in front of him as coldly as before. She turned her head back toward the window.

"Ever since your little episode in the elevator, I've kept an eye on you," she continued, "and I'm not sure about the nature of your recent behavior,"

Haku still didn't move, but his body tensed a bit. He kept his eyes fixed on the wall behind Yubaba's desk. It was then that Yubaba turned in his direction and took a step toward him.

"You seem to have taken some interest in the new human girl," she said, "Sen."

Haku flinched and his heart raced. Yubaba noticed this and an evil smirk formed on her face. She had him and they both knew it. There was only one thing running through his mind that worried him.

"If anything, what will Yubaba do to her?" he thought in a slight panic.

Haku was worried about her again and he still didn't understand why. His thoughts and emotions were a collage of panic and frustration. Yubaba's eyes gleamed with utter amusement and pleasure. She loved the feeling of complete control over someone or something. She walked around behind him and then back to her desk. Staring at him straight in the face she spoke in an authoritative voice.

"You keep away from her," she ordered, "do you understand?"

"If I didn't know better I'd say you were attempting to protect her," Haku replied, "or possibly even me; but, why would that be?"

Yubaba flinched and took a single step back. Her face turned red with anger.

"You watch your tone, Haku!" she replied, her voice booming, "I don't need to explain my reasons to you and I definitely have no intention of protecting that insolent, little…"

Yubaba stopped just as she realized that she had said too much. However, she was filled with pleasure at seeing Haku's eyes filled with anger and helplessness. She smirked as she sat down.

"It's for your own good, Haku," she said, "keep away from her, understand?"

Haku nodded while desperately trying to restrain the rage compelling him to act.

"That is all," Yubaba concluded, "you may leave."

Haku walked out of the room and strode down the hallway. The fierce rage in his eyes was enough to burn a hole through the wall. His fist was balled so tightly that his nails dug into his hand. Blood dripped from his palm onto the floor of the elevator as he descended from the top floor. Suddenly, a flashback flooded his mind. The force of it was so great that it made his mind feel as though it would shatter. He saw himself in his dragon form. He was covered in blood and a little girl stood next to him; however, her image was unclear.

"Haku, you're bleeding!" she said.

Haku breathed heavily as blood trickled out of his mouth and splattered on the wooden floor.

"Hold still," she said gently, "those paper things are gone now. You're going to be all right!"

Haku bolted toward her and flew out the open door. The girl ran after him until she came to the end of the balcony.

"Haku!" she screamed.

Haku awoke collapsed on the floor of the elevator, which was still descending from the top floor. He pushed himself up halfway conscious and looked at his hand; it was bleeding. The image of the girl in his memory had been blurry and unclear; but he recognized the voice. It was Chihiro, whoever she was. He lifted his head, which revealed a determined expression on his face.

"I'll find her," he said, "I'll find her in order to find myself."