Yes Chihiro and her new familly move back into the old neighborhood and the about twenty-two year old woman uncovers something from her past. Memories of that childhood visit to the broken down theme park rush back to her with the new found item. Now with the interest of digging up her past once more Chihiro sets out to find the river spirit she met so long ago. But a new adventure awaits her when she returns to the bath house of the spirits, not everything went down as the river spirit had planned, and he needs her help now!
Authers note: This idea's beein stuck in my head for ever and I finally decided to put it down on paper.
Disclaimer: Hayao Miyazaki. He created spirited away. Sadly i just write fan fics about it.
"There's no water here I can walk across now!"
"But I can't go any further, just go back the way you came you'll be fine. But you have to promise not to look back, not until you've passed the tunnel."
"But what about you, what'll you do?"
"Don't worry I'll go back and have a talk with Yubaba. I'll tell her I'm going to quite being her apprentice. I'm fine I've got my name back!"
"But will we meet again sometime?"
"I'm sure we will."
"Promise?"
"Promise. Now go and don't look back."
The two hands separated and the brown haired girl slid down the green hill to meet her parents waiting at the bottom. She left the blue haired boy staring after her pleasantly. She had found her way out of the mess she had gotten in and her adventure was coming to a close.
"Chihiro where have you been!" The girl's parents had begun talking to her as if nothing had happened. The brown haired girl answered their questions absentmindedly.
She thought of looking back thinking maybe, just maybe it was all a dream. Though she decided against that. No way was it a dream, it had to have been real.
As she turned, her hair sparkled and the hair tie made by her friends, provided proof that it was not just a dream.
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"Mom!"
Chihiro had grown into an adult; she was much taller and had filled out, no longer a skinny young girl but a woman with curve. She had kept her hair long; the only change being her bangs had grown out. She had also grown out of living in her parent's house, although now she found herself in front of it, with all of her luggage from her apartment.
"Chihiro dear, how are you?"
Her parents too, had grown older, now sporting wrinkles and white hair they stood in front of the blue house at the end of the drive.
Chihiro embraced both of her parents individually, happy to see them.
"The old house looks like new! I'm so glad to get a chance to live here again!" Chihiro smiled looking up at the blue house.
"It's time we move on to another, smaller house. This one's just getting too big to handle." Her father spoke in his boisterous manner.
"Dad, I don't think the house is getting bigger…" Said Chihiro putting a hand to her mouth worriedly before her mother let out a laugh.
"Well, let's see how little Mitsuki likes the place hmm?" the old woman suggested moving her gaze to the green car behind them.
"Oh, Mitsuki? She fell asleep about half way through the trip." Chihiro said turning to the car as well.
Chihiro moved to the vehicle and opened the back door, showing off a softly breathing lump under a blue knit blanket. She shook the small thing gently and the little girl beneath rose slowly.
Mitsuki yawned and looked up at her mother with tired eyes. It wasn't long before the tired turned to excitement as she saw where they were. "Granny! Papa!" The girl shouted as she got out of the car and ran to hug her grandparents. "Mommy, Mommy we're really going to live in Granny and Papa's house?"
"Of course we are sweetie that's why we're here isn't it?" Chihiro said. Mitsuki was a smaller version of her mother, save for the green eyes that were a mystery to all parts of Chihiro's family.
"Well Chihiro, we'd better be going I want to get to our new home before the movers do." Chihiro's mother had always been a perfectionist, always showing up early, and moving was no exception. So they said their goodbyes and the older couple departed.
"C'mon Miky, let's go on inside!" Chihiro said, though it was unnecessary, her daughter had already found her way into the house. So the woman merely fallowed.
The house looked the same as when she had lived in it in her youth. The only difference, besides the boxes everywhere was that she was no longer a child. And instead of her running around while her parents watched with pleasant faces, she was the parent, watching her own three year old daughter.
"Mommy, le's go see my room, 'kay?" Mitsuki tugged on Chihiro's shorts, then she smiled before picking up one of the smaller boxes and rushed up a flight of stairs nearby.
Chihiro fallowed after her daughter grabbing a box labeled 'memories'. The woman couldn't remember marking a box in that way, but there were a lot of little things she packed, it was easy to overlook one or two labels.
"Mommy this used to be you're room right? It's mine now isn't it?" The girl had pushed open a door to a small white room.
Chihiro bent down next to Mitsuki with a smile as she looked into her old room. "That's right Miky. Why don't you go on and set some of your things up, Mommy'll be back in a little bit."
The girl nodded and went into the room and began unloading things. Chihiro stood and picked up the curious box again.
The woman found her way up to the attic and put the box down there. She turned to go back down the latter she was standing on. But curiosity pulled her the rest of the way inside instead. For the life of her she couldn't remember marking a box "memories". So what was in the box? Something seemed familiar about it and she couldn't resist opening it.
It felt like everything was in slow motion for an instant as she opened the box. For a moment Chihiro held her breath, she felt the familiar childhood excitement rush through her, her heart was racing and something was nagging at her mind, her nervousness about overcame her and then, the box was open.
The box was nothing but a lot of old photos from when Chihiro was about ten. The woman's stomach dropped, she laughed disappointedly. "What was I expecting to happen anyway?" A few more laughs escaped her and she turned to leave.
But again curiosity swept over her as something sparkling in the box caught her eye. Chihiro turned once more, now positive something was out of the ordinary in the box. The object glinted again and the woman grabbed it before it vanished from sight.
The pink hair tie shivered with light and sparked a long forgotten memory in her. For a moment Chihiro became lost in thought. Flashes of a blue haired boy, a white dragon, an old witch, and other things flashed through her mind. The most vivid of the visions was a bath house. It all seemed so familiar to her and yet she knew she had never seen that blue haired boy or a white dragon. And any bath house she had ever been to did not have such an odd display of creatures venturing about.
"Mommy! C'mere I need your help!" Mitsuki's voice broke Chihiro's daze and got her out of the attic, still pondering the strange visions. In one hand she still clutched the hair tie.
Though still a bit confused, Chihiro dismissed the sights and paid mind to her child. "Yes, what is it?"
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The photographs began to stir after Chihiro left, they began slowly, as if a soft breeze had picked one or two up, but after a moment the wind grew faster. Soon a tornado of photographs spun around the attic, creating chaos in the musky room. After a while they formed slowly into the scales of an elegant dragon. The paper face held sadness as it looked down at the opening to the attic.
"Chihiro."
The voice emanated around the room as soft as an echo. It was an old woman's voice.
"Chihiro, your love is in trouble!"
The voice grew no louder with these words but with no answer the photo-dragon dismissed its shape. The photos fell to the ground in a disorganized heap and then one by one they fell back into the box. The ground was clean, all except for one plain white bland paper doll.
"hurry"