The blanche high screens resembling walls, surrounded the inside of the hut like shrine. Chihiro's head leaning back as much as it could as she walked through the halls. The ceilings were embellished in intricate characters of Beautiful Chinese, Korean, and Japanese.
Doors slid open with eager teenage faces of girls searching for that of Aku's. Noticing Chihiro behind him, hey all quickly slammed their doors closed.
He opened on, and stepped inside quickly. Kneeling on a floor pillow, He swiftly served from the boiling kettle. Chihiro entered the room in awe. The walls were covered in calligraphy, and an open panel revealed a porch with a garden. Rails holding wet scriptures and scrolls.
He looked up at her expectingly and grinned.
"Do you like them?" he asked in mock laughter.
Her mouth twitched sand her swollen red eyes gleamed. "They are beautiful. D-did you make them?" she whispered.
He laughed. This girl was impossible. "thank you, and yes, I made them all. They are for tomorrow's Sakura Festival."
She blinked for a brief moment, and smiled. Kneeling by him, before the small table with an old set of china, she sipped her cracked cup and grinned broadly as the warmth seeped through her. And Aku blushed while string at her wide eyed.
"uh...Chi-Chi...." He stuttered. She turned to him still grinning, and found herself wanting to scream. On the porch, a baby of seven feet and almost double a weights worth was running around. Bald. In diapers and a bib. Nothing more. Behind him, ran an angry Rin. Well, a very soaked in baby food Rin. Screaming out Aku's name.
Aku shook his head back to sense and turned to them in fear.
"oh, no...." dropping his cup he ran outside, toward the baby.
But Chihiro remained stiff. Her mouth open in shock, and her eyes watering. Nothing really changed.....nothing.
"hey, you! Who are you and why are you in my shrine???" an old yet loud voice shrieked behind her.
Chihiro watched her whole world collapse around her once again.
"hey you!!" it yelled again. This time, stomping of feet were defined in its noisy racket.
Chihiro felt her shoulders shake and her tongue dry. Aku running up to her.
"Kira, the baby got out of his room again!"
"oh, no..." she heard more stomping, and then the exact same form of Yubaba running off into the porch to catch the baby. "Shh...mommy's here shnuckums!"
Aku gasped for breath and collapsed back on his pillow. Picking up the broken cup, he ignored Chihiro's presence.
"Aku," he looked up at her. Her face was pale. And she was trembling. 'not again...' he couldn't help but think.
"What??" he growled as he scraped the wooden floor with the an edge o the table cloth.
"i...i....i think....i think I'm gonna be sick......." Her eyes rolled back and she fell. He stared at her and then grumbled something about the position of the stars and venus' moons.
(A/n: yes, yet again another authors note. Well this chappie is short.....because......it just happen to be that way. I actually don't have an excuse for this story....srry.ummm.....next one posting up in a very near future. Thanx)