Chapter 5 - Observations and Awkwardness

A/N: I'm pretty sure advanced pills and aspirin aren't invented yet in Ancient China, so there's that. Though I'm not sure about monks still wandering around Japan and staying behind-the-times. (I'm no Japanese)

While fox guy was doing 'whatever it is' out there, Kagami was silently sitting on her bed while she waited. She kept herself occupied by staring at her frying pan, thinking about her guest's weirdness. There's even a list for it.

The top of the list is where he came from, and why he was unconscious in an alley. He claimed that he didn't know himself, and he looked sober enough when she talked to him earlier, so that rules out the thought of him being drunk. He looked young enough to still be a teenager. She'll have to ask him where he was last and about his family so he can return to his home.

Number two of the list was his face. It really looked like a fox's face, but at the same time, it was cute. But his closed eyes are weird though. She was sure he could see, because he clearly saw the frying pan in her hand. But how could he do that if his eyes are closed? And also, after they cleared up that little misunderstanding back there, his smile returned. He had been grinning up to her the whole time they were talking, and it was making her feel uncomfortable but happy at the same time. It's weird.

Number three was his hair. While they were talking, his hair was beginning to dry up and the bangs that were covering his eye earlier were slowly defying gravity, rising up and up until it jutted out on top of his head. It made her feel silly, talking to a guy with a fox face and bangs that are taller than her.

Number four was his clothes. He was wearing a simple white shirt, a brown sash or belt around his waist, green pants, and some kind of purple cape with bubbly somethings slung over his shoulder and held together by a ring. He was also wearing a strange necklace with feathers and weird looking beads. Now that she thought about it, it DOES look like a monk's garb. Complete with that jingling staff and the straw hat, he completes the picture of a wandering monk. But maybe he's just cosplaying, cause she's pretty sure there aren't any more monks wandering around in modern Japan. As far as she knew, monks stay in the temples.

Number five is his unusual speech. Normal people usually don't end their sentences with 'no das', unless it's a habit or something. Although different, the 'no das' are actually pretty cute when he says it.

Number six was his voice. Okay, this wasn't really something to put in the weirdness list, it's just something she wants to mention. Chichiri's voice is different from normal guys. The first time he used it, his voice was hoarse and kinda deep. But as the conversation carried on, his voice started to get lighter and lighter, albeit still hoarse, until it's most definitely high pitched. She didn't know how he does that, or why, but it's certainly cute. It's like he's a really light-hearted and cheerful person when he doesn't have a fever and a (possible) headache.

She was jolted back to reality when a hesitant high pitched voice called to her from the living room.

"Uhh… you can come out now no da."

"You're done?" She asked but opened the door anyway. She was greeted with the sight of him sitting uncomfortably on the couch, the blanket draped around his whole body, covering every inch. The towel was on his shoulders, helping absorb the rainwater from his hair. He looked so cute all bundled up on the couch like a burrito. But she quickly blushed a deep red when she remembered that he wasn't wearing anything beneath those. Oh come on, it's her first time seeing a guy in a situation like that, and in her house no less! She has the right to blush like a giddy school girl!

A harsh sneeze immediately snapped her out of her musings, and she glanced to see Chichiri rubbing his nose so miserably, she immediately felt sorry for him. Internally shaking her head, she proceeded to gather his clothes (which were right beside him) to hopefully distract her.

"Umm… I'm sorry if you feel uncomfortable. Don't worry, I won't look or anything. I'll just hang these up so it'll be dry soon."

"No, don't apologize no da. I'm the one unconscious under the rain and brought you so much trouble. If anything, I should be thanking you for letting me stay here in your home no da."

"No, it's alright. Though it's a good thing I found you quick. Because if I left you there all alone you'll probably wake up with all your stuff already stolen." Kagami joked lightly but soon fixed him with a serious look. "Japan is a dangerous place Chichiri-san. There are bad people everywhere you go. No one is really that trustworthy anymore."

Chichiri seemed to realize this because he nodded. "I understand. Thank you again. But can I ask you one question, because you've already asked me a lot, though I don't blame you for being cautious no da."

Kagami immediately agreed. She would be unfair if she denied him this. "Of course. Ask away."

"What's your name no da?"

Kagami blinked. And blinked. Suddenly, she laughed, startling Chichiri. "Oh, I'm sorry! It's just, I've just realized that we've been talking for a while now, and I've even asked you to take off your clothes, but you still don't know my name." She giggled some more before looking at him sheepishly. "Sorry about that again. The name's Kagami."

Chichiri smiled so warmly at her, that she found herself smiling back. "Arigatou, Kagami-chan no da."

"It's okay. Stop thinking about it." She waved him off and proceeded to drape his clothes on her hangers and hanged them all in front of the heater. Even that weird purple cape thingy. She then went back to the couch, grabbing the beanie bag and set it down in front of Chichiri. She sat down on it and stared at him in deep contemplation. He stared back in confusion. (They seem to be doing that a lot lately.)

"Do you need anything else, Chichiri-san?" Kagami asked him curiously. What was that she noted that he needed?

"No, I don't think I need anything more, but thank you na no da."

Suddenly she remembered. "Oh! That's right, you need water! Your voice sounds awful. Oh, and some aspirin too! You look like you needed some for your headache and fever."

Before Chichiri could protest, Kagami's out and into the kitchen.

"Now where did I put those again?" She muttered to herself, the frying pan in her hand replaced by a glass of water. She quickly spotted the elusive medicine poking out in a half-open drawer and brought those to Chichiri, who looked like hell ran him over. It seems like he was hiding the pain from Kagami, because it's surprising how bad he looked when she just left him for a few seconds.

"You look terrible Chichiri-san! Here, drink this." She handed him the glass and the pills. To her confusion, Chichiri only stared at them like he was offered a cactus to swallow. Kagami raised an eyebrow. "Well, aren't you going to drink that?"

Chichiri glanced at her, obviously puzzled, but still drank the water. After he downed half the glass, he gave the glass AND the pills back to her. Kagami was completely bewildered now. "Why didn't you drink the aspirin?"

Chichiri glanced at the pills still on his hand, and pointed at it. "This is aspirin no da?"

"Uh, yeah?"

"I'm going to… drink these no da?"

Kagami stared at him. "Don't tell me you've never swallowed pills before?"

To her surprise, Chichiri shook his head, but quickly winced. "I-I don't think so no da."

"Well…" Kagami was officially weirded out now. She thought everyone knew how to swallow pills, or at least know about it. Maybe monks are behind the times. "First you have to put those in your mouth."

Chichiri glanced skeptically at her but still followed the instruction. He placed the pills in his mouth.

"Then, you drink the water and swallow all of it. INCLUDING the pills."

Now Chichiri looked at her like she was crazy, but still did it. He downed the glass along with the pills and quickly made a face. "Daaaaa… that felt awful no da! What were those 'pills' no da?"

"It's a medicine for headaches. It'll work soon in a few hours. You'll get rid of that headache in no time." Kagami grinned at him. Chichiri looked doubtful.

She glanced at the clock on the wall, which read 10 PM. Her eyes widened. "Crap! It's that late already?! I still haven't finished that homework due tomorrow! Oh dang!" She quickly turned to face a very bewildered Chichiri. "Chichiri-san, I'm going to have to ask you to sleep here on the couch. I only have one room and one bed and we'll not exactly fit there. And you can get your clothes once they're dry so you won't be uncomfortable anymore. I really need to go now. Good night!" She called and soon turned off a few of the lights except the one in the living room. She then retreated into her bedroom, leaving Chichiri sitting confused outside while still looking like a wrapped up burrito.