No Name, the Dragonock! Be in awe again!
I do NOT own Spirited Away or any of it's characters. I own No Name. Warning: As Chihiro and Haku are older in this fic, expect OOCness.
"Dask..." the Dragonock nuzzled Chihiro's neck. "Sia Dask..." he nestled his head in her bosom, holding onto her like his life depended on it, being mindful of his claws and inhuman strength.
"He needs clothes..." Chihiro smiled at the Dragonock hatchling's method of scent-merging. "And a name."
"Ah." No-Face looked at Chihiro, as if to agree.
"Hmmmm..." Chihiro rustled the boy's hair, making him look up at her with big, curious amber eyes. "What to name you..." she studied him, trying to think of an appropriate name for him, causing him to tilt his head.
"Svabol ui xuut, Dask?" the Dragonock blinked at Chihiro, not understanding her way of speaking.
"Oh yeah..." Chihiro smacked her forehead.
"Dask...?" the Dragonock frowned worriedly.
"Newborn dragons only know their instincts, and nothing else." With a huff, Chihiro coaxed the confused Dragonock to sit up straight. "Hell with it.." she reaches into her bag, taking out an old book. "Ummm..." raising a brow, Chihiro flipped through the pages. "Si ergriff..umm.." Chihiro continued flipping through the pages. "Si ergriff vucot vi kosj..ahh.." she looked at the front and back of one page, as the Dragonock waited patiently for her to finish with a curiously tilted head. "Intuil ar..dout..umm.." flipping through a few more pages, then grinning at the last word. With a deep breath..
"Si ergriff vucot vi kosj intuil ar dout xanalre." Chihiro frowned sheepishly, as he tilted his head the other way.
"Wux tir ti kampiun ve, Dask?" he frowned, as she fumbled over the pages for a translation, and how to reply.
"Si tir! Si tir!" she tried to reassure him, then went back to the old book in a frenzy. "Uhmmm...uhh..." she fumbled through the pages. "Shar..si ergriff..kampiun..banpri..? Luhi ar dout xanalre." at that he sniffed with tears in his eyes. Freaking out, she scrambled through the old book until a Dragonic word caught her attention, causing a lightbulb to go off in her head. Putting the old book deep within her small bag, she sat up straight.
"Deevdru." she lightly poked his forehead, causing him to rub that area. She then pointed at herself, "Dask." and with that, he smiled, understanding what she meant. She COULD understand him if he tried not to say what was to her-complex words!
"Dask!" he jumped on her, hugging her tightly, sniffling, happy that there wouldn't be too big of a barrier between him and his Mother.
"We need to get you some clothes, and think up a name." Chihiro rustled the giggling Dragonock's hair, she, too, happy that he understood.
Every story needs touching moments..no matter how short..DDx
Anyway, I'll roughly translate their conversation in the correct order(the ' is for what the Dragonock says. Otheriwse, it's Chihiro).
Mother.. My Mother..'
What's wrong, Mother?'
I only know a small amount of your language.
You do not understand me, Mother?'
I do! I do!
But I only understand simple parts of your language.
Son.
Mother.
Mother!'