Hello beautiful people. I did really well on a physics exam and I'm pretty proud of myself, so ya know, I thought I'd letcha know even though you don't care. Anyways, check out my Wattpad account (mimiapple2224) cuz there's more up there too… yeah, and I think I'm gonna start a fanfic about No Face (whatever his real name is… should I make one up?) ok, so I LOVE YOU GUYS. XOXO.

Haku's POV

The taxi ride home was silent and most of the way Chihiro was staring out the car window. I sighed and went back over everything that we talked about at the doctor's. The baby was healthy, his mommy was fine, and everything seemed to be in order. Then why the hell was she acting like this?

I looked back farther into our conversations and remembered something the doctor had brought up: marriage. I should've seen this coming, but not being human, this type of connection never crossed my mind. I'd never thought about a wedding, ring, or wife for that matter. None of it had ever mattered. We find our mates then we live our lives with that other person, that's how it worked for us. But in her world, marrying the person you loved was everything. And we loved each other, right? "Chihro? I know in your culture its prevalent to get married… I'm sorry I didn't really think about it before. I was just so wrapped up in the pregnancy and my job; I guess I never thought about you."

I hoped I didn't sound too harsh, I just wanted to be frank and to explain myself to her. I hated it when she was angry at me and with her crazy hormone driven emotions it's hard to tell sometimes. She sighed and stared up at me with her big, innocent eyes and leaned into my side. Her head was resting lightly on my shoulder and her baby bump was heavy against my waist. "It's fine. I know it's not normal for spirits to marry or anything like that." Even as she said this she still looked a little disappointed and I felt bad for not reading the signs earlier.

I determined I would fix this before it was too late. I hoped I knew what I was doing because I sure as heck didn't feel ready. I tapped the driver on the shoulder and asked him to go to the nearest, nice jewelry store. Chihro looked at me with surprise but didn't say anything, instead closing her eyes as she fell asleep at my side. After about twenty minutes we came to a shopping center, albeit a nice one, and the cab driver pulled over in front of a large jewelry store. I paid him and gently woke up Chihro, even though I wanted to let her sleep.

I got out of the car and then stooped to help her out, worried she could hurt herself. She always seemed off balance lately so I had been more mindful of her at all times. We stepped through the class door and I nodded at the security man. We made our way over to the counter and an old woman looked up, her glasses slipping down her nose. Her hair was done up in a tight bun and she had a slight sneer on her face.

She peered down at us holding hands, no doubt noticing our fingers ring-less and the baby bump. I coughed to get her attention back up to our faces and I politely asked to see their department of wedding bands and rings. Chihro looked mildly surprised and genuinely happy. I smiled down at her bliss as we walked over to yet another glass counter.

There were a lot of rings. Some plain, boring, others colorful with sparkling stones. Chihro gasped at the wide expanses of gems and had a longing look on her face of what I'm sure only a woman could feel towards a piece of rock. I really wanted to make her happy though, so I stood by her side as the old woman showed off various pieces of jewelry. I could tell she wasn't opening the nicer ones, probably because we looked like a couple of teenagers.

I noticed that Chihro had been glancing at a certain piece that consisted of two smaller moonstones, four medium sized sapphires surrounding a large, clear diamond. All in all, it had to be pretty expensive from just the sheer size of the one diamond, but I couldn't see the price anywhere. I told the worker to pull that one out, but she hesitated. Chihro looked up at the woman and smiled, only a smile that a pregnant woman can emit because of its sure radiance and glow, so the woman took the ring out.

She slipped it onto Chihro's ring finger and it fit perfectly. Her dainty little hands looked overpowered by the large stones, but she lifted her hand up high for me to see. I took her hand in mine and kissed it softly, earning a small giggle from her. I nodded, saying "We'll take it," and without looking at the price I handed over my credit card. I had bought the piece of plastic after meeting Chihro and transferred a lot of money onto it in case of an emergency. And I guess this was an emergency so my pregnant fiancée didn't have a total melt down.

I also purchased two matching wedding bands for both of us. We didn't put these on, but Chihro proudly sported her new jeweled hand into the light. We walked out hand in hand, until we were out the door and she crushed her body to mine. She hugged my waist tightly and squeezed with all her might, which wasn't much. But I leaned down and kissed her hair and hugged her back, happy that she was happy.

We walked down the shopping center and noticed a swanky restaurant that we walked up to. The food looked good so we stepped inside and got some seats. I was really hungry from not eating all day, but Chihro looked famished as she rubbed her stomach. We ordered our food and drinks as we smiled lazily at each other, just enjoying the company. We talked about little things, nonsense really, until the food came. At first we ate in silence, because we were both so hungry, until Chihro set down her fork and looked at me. She said, "I know we haven't talked about it much, I guess because it's still a bit of a shock, but what are we going to name our son?"

I knew this had been coming, but I had no idea how to answer. I stared at her blankly as a slow grin ripped itself across her face because she knew me too well; I was at a loss for words. She giggled at my stupidity at the matter of naming children. Frankly, I had no idea how to act around kids. So I was kind of scared about the whole prospect of becoming a father. "How about we just brainstorm some names, nothing will be finite tonight." I nodded so she went on talking, "What do you think about John?" I shook my head at the simplest name out there. "Cody?" No again, it was just so overused. "Steven?" Hell no, I'm pretty sure half the population has that name. "Mark?" I thought for a minute and thought yes, this could be ok. It wasn't too painfully overused, and it wasn't one of those weird names either. It was a strong, manly name that I thought would suit a boy nicely.

"I think that's a fine name. Mark. I like it," I smiled at her and was given a full blown smile in return. I know she had said nothing was set in stone tonight, but I was pretty sure we had decided on the name because from the look on her face she seemed pretty pleased with herself.

We ate the rest of our meal and I took the check, quickly filling in the necessary signatures before we left.

No offense meant to any of these names. Actually I really liked all of them (that's why I put them in here) but I like Mark the best. So yeah, bye y'all and sorry again for it being so short but I now have a term paper due in a few days and I have only written a few pages. Shoot. I need to stop staring at the hot guys in my classes and focus! Ta ta, XOXO.