The Naradeha Ai Collection

All right, here's the next installment of the Naradeha Ai Collection. It's not really a romantic one, but the next one will be. It kind of doesn't have a point to it. Oh, by the way, 'Naradeha Ai' means 'Without Love' in Japanese. All the titles are going to be in Japanese. Please, if you speak Japanese, tell me in a reveiw what I have wrong. Don't forget to reveiw!.

Disclaimer: You can go to my profile or you can read the funny disclaimer here! Today it's InnerHaku's turn! InnerSango, please go grab InnerHaku, even if you have to pry him off of InnerChihiro.

InnerSango: Hai! (grabs InnerHaku)

InnerHaku: (grumbles) Fine, fine. Witty Tigress doesn't own Spirited Away (Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi), or its characters, plot, etc. She DOES own the plots of this collection and any OCs that may show up. (to Witty) Now can I have something to give InnerChihiro?

Witty Tigress: Sure! Which type of dark chocolate do you want? The cognac filled? Or the aphrodisiac filled?

InnerHaku: I don't need to get laid! (InnerSango and InnerMiroku start sniggering and InnerHaku gives them the Glare of Ten Thousand Deaths) I'll take the cognac filled ones.

Witty Tigress: Here ya go! Hey, isn't InnerMiroku supposed to be in the DarkAndEvilRecessesPrison?

InnerSango: Yeah, he is. Back to Prison with you InnerMiroku!

InnerMiroku: Awww...

Now onto the story!

Kizu za Suraidingu Monko

The Scratch of the Sliding Door

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Creak-creak, creak-creak

The wheels of the boiler never stopped from dusk to dawn.

Creak-creak, creak-creak

The sound of the roaring fire and the steam created by it did not stop until dawn.

Creak-creak, creak-creak

The sound was accompanied by the occasional slurp of tea and the frequent squeak of the Susuwatari.

Creak-creak, creak-creak

Squeak-squeak, squeak-squeak

Slurp, slurp

Tap-tap, tap-tap

Creak-creak, creak-creak

Scraaaaatch

Kamajii turned his head towards the sound, not missing a turn of the wheel.

'Ah, breakfast.'

"Hey, Kamajii! It's meal time!" called Lin.

The Susuwatari dropped their pieces of coal where they stood, jumping all over each other and burbling their joy, each trying to get to the edge of the wooden floor first.

Lin's small feet padded their way over to his high perch facing the boiler. Thud-thud, thud-thud.

"Kamajii, I don't know how many times I've told you to put your dishes out for me instead of just leaving them lying around the room!"

"Good day to you also, Lin."

She humphed at him as he handed her the bowls of a few weeks ago.

"All right, today we have some vegetable tempura, some Miso soup, a few umeboshi, and some vegetarian sushi."

"Why no tamago sushi today? I was looking forward to something uncooked for a change."

"There were some Neko-Supiritto-sama that came by, and you know how much they like sushi."

"All our meals have to suffer for the good of Yu-Baaba and her purse," he said sarcastically.

Lin just rolled her eyes at him and walked over to the Susuwatari with her bucket of Kompeitou. She scattered the little colorful candies among them, and they descended on them voraciously.

Soon she finished.

"Kamajii, please remember to put your dishes by the door when you are finished."

She walked over to the door, bent down, and slid it open.

Scraaaaatch

It slid closed again, cutting off Kamajii's view of Lin.

"Have a good day, Lin."

He finished off the last of his vegatable tempura and slid off his perch in front of the hot, steaming boiler. He walked to the door and placed his dishes by the door. Today he had remembered.