I do not own any part of Spirited away. I hope you enjoy my story!
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~Ghost~
Darkness drew into the room as the sun slipped below the curved horizon. Shadows stretched across the wooden floor and crept farther and farther into the room. The door creaked open and a worker with long brown hair edged her way in. She tip-toed across the room and placed a cream-colored sheet on the heavy wooden desk. A man sat behind the desk his head resting on the back of the leather chair. His eyes were closed and he breathed quietly as he slept.
The women smiled as the man continued in his sleep, and moved carefully back to the brown door. Sliding her feet closer and closer to the exit she quickened her pace. Suddenly pain shot through her foot as bits of wood pierced the arch of her foot. She yelped lightly and fell to the side into a desk containing many papers, quills, and other stationary. Ink jars clattered to the floor and paper fluttered to the ground. Frightened the woman scrambled to pick up the supplies. As she reached for a white feathered quill a hand rested on her shoulder while another gripped around the thin feather. The woman's eyes darted up and rested upon the man's dark green hair shielding his face from hers.
Without speaking the two picked up the parchment and cleaned the ink spills. The two stood and brushed the dirt from their clothes. The man brushed his hair out of his eyes and he gazed tiredly at the woman. "I'm sorry I woke you Kohaku." The woman bowed deeply and inched closer to the door.
"Don't worry about it Lyn, would you like some tea?" Kohaku asked walking over to the desk and sipping tea from a frosted glazed cup.
Lyn shook her head and replied, "No, I need to get back to work. You need to get some sleep too."
"I've slept long enough." Kohaku spat back and slid into his leather cushioned seat and pulled the newly delivered profit listing towards him.
'Kohaku, you haven't slept soundly for about a year now. You need all the rest you can possibly get." Lyn rose her voice and then stomped up to the front of the desk.
His emerald eyes shot up and carefully watched the woman, "And how would you know that?"
Lyn recoiled slightly and replied, "The workers, they say… they say they hear you scream at night."
The fierceness in his eyes faded as the words slipped from her lips. He folded his hands in front of his face and he leaned his forehead on his laced fingers. A sigh escaped his peach colored lips and his warm breath wavered across Lyn's fingers that were gripping the edge of the desk. "Do you believe in ghosts, Lyn?"
A loud chuckle flooded the room and Lyn gripped her stomach as the laughter began to cramp her mussels. "Of course, what are we if there's no such thing?"
A light rose color rose to his pale face as the woman continued to laugh at his ridicules question. His hair shimmered as orbs of light appeared in the room. "Have you gone crazy in the last five years?" Lyn chuckled.
"And if I have?" Kohaku yelled.
Fangs glittered in his mouth as anger flooded through his body. "What if I have gone crazy?!"
Lyn pulled back away from him as scales grew over his smooth skin. "I see her!"
"Always, I see her. She' gone, I know that. But why? Why can't I forget?" Kohaku shook as foreign tears raced down his face.
"You loved her?" Lyn's frightened face softened as she watched the man squirm in his pain.
Kohaku shook his head many times in an un-understandable fashion. Lyn walked forward and held his shivering head in her hands, "Did you love her?"
"No." Kohaku whispered.
Lyn looked sadly into Kohaku's green eyes.
"I do." He finished
The view of the two shot back, doors opened and the two figures grew smaller and smaller. Across a field, into a temple, out of a forest, and into a city. Back to a sleeping woman, her brown hair pulled back into a loose pony tail. Her eyes shot open and words slipped from her lips, " I know your name."
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End of chapter one. Short I know, and I'm sorry, this was just a spur of the moment thing. Please R&R, and thanks for reading!
~Incara~
