**Hey fans and readers, I've been writing a lot recently. I've passed my writers block and I'm having a bit of a manic moment. :) enjoy chapter ten, and if you have any suggestions let me know.**
Chapter 10: Little Things
I had calmed down now. I hadn't realized just how much I had missed Haku until I was able to be with him again.
"You should take her to your place Haku." Said Kamachi.
"She seems to need a break from the bath house."
Haku nodded. He stood and held me in his arms. "Hold on." He said.
He dashed out of the back door of the boiler room, running at disproportionate speeds. We raced past the garden and the pond. I held on for dear life as Haku started trotting across the water.
We came to a gradual slowing stop. "We're here." He said, setting me down.
I opened my eyes. Before us was a stone cottage, surrounded by a large island.
It was beautiful...
"I hope it's not too bland." He said.
He walked over to the door and opened it. "Come on in."
I walked in. "This is the stove, the table, and the bed. Nothing too extravagant, but it's home."
He smiled. "Now get some sleep, you've probably needed it."
I laid in the bed, Haku laid down next to me.
"I hope it's comfortable..." He said nervously.
"It's wonderful." I said. I felt a warm smile cross my lips.
"I love that about you..." He said softly.
"And what's that?" I asked.
"The way your eyes light up when you're happy." He said.
He pulled me in close to him, and we fell asleep.
I woke up before sunrise, Haku was still asleep. It seemed I had become accustomed to less sleep in the night, not that I was too surprised.
I felt my stomach growl.
I looked at the food he had available. I could manage something. I started by lighting a fire for the stove. I cooked two eggs in the cast iron pan available, put two each on a plate for us, then started on the meat.
"Chihiro...? How long have you been awake?" Asked Haku. He sounded very groggy.
"Since before sunrise." I said with indifference.
"You have only slept for a few hours." He said. He sniffed the air. "Are you making breakfast?" He asked.
"Yeah, I washed that pan too, so I could use it."
"Oh, alright." He said. Then he froze.
"Wait what!? You washed my pan!?"
I was confused. "Yeah, I didn't want all of the old stuff to get on the food."
"You don't just wash cast iron..." He groaned.
"Washing it like that could make it rust. That's my only pan Chihiro."
"I'm so sorry." I said.
"It's fine." He said with a mournful cringe.
I finished the meat. "Breakfast is ready." I said. We both sat down at the table, getting our plates.
He took a bite of the meat. He smiled. "That's fantastic!" He said. "Who taught you how to cook?"
I smiled sadly. "My dad and I used to cook together all the time... he taught me everything I know."
He looked at me. "You must really miss him." He said solemnly.
"I do, and he probably misses me too." I said. "However, if I hadn't died, I wouldn't be sitting here enjoying your company would I?"
He smiled. "No, I suppose not."
We finished our breakfast, and I was full. I had a lot of spare energy.
"Hey Haku, want to spar?" I asked.
He looked genuinely surprised. "You want to spar with me!?"
I smiled. "Yeah, is there a problem?"
He had a wild grin. "No problems, but are you ready to lose?"
"Are you?" I said.
He opened the door. "After you." He said.
We stood ten feet away from each other. "Are you ready?" He asked.
I nodded. We took a bow, and the fight was on.
We ran toward each other. He went for a pressure point, I side stepped him, and went for a kick.
He slid back. "So, I don't have to go easy then?"
I grinned. "Don't underestimate me." I went for a pressure point under his ribs, he phased behind me. I swung my foot out to trip him, he slid back. I turned around and tried to hit him, but he vanished...
I heard swift footsteps from behind. I turned around and caught his arm. I went to put him in a hold, he caught my other arm.
He had a fire to his eyes...
"Then it's a draw?" I asked.
He pulled me in and kissed me. I could feel the desire in his touch.
He leaned me against the wall of his house kissing me more passionately.
My finger pressed against his back, the feeling intensified. He lifted me up and carried me into the house. He set me on the bed, and laid comfortably on top of me.
"May I...?" He asked.
I brushed my lips against his neck. "What do you think?" I whispered.
He slipped my kimono off, and uncooked my bra. I practically ripped his shirt off.
He moaned as I kissed his chest, his breath becoming shallow.
He held me firmly against him. "Allow me..." He whispered. A seductive smile played on his lips. His lips were like heaven on my skin. I moaned as he nibbled at my ear, whispering my name. We were both completely unclothed. His skin felt good on mine. I felt blissful while I was with him... like nothing wrong in the world existed when we were here.
I embraced the bliss we shared as we held each other... this moment of peace.