Hi guys, it's me once again. Recently my stories have been deleted, sad isn't it? but to make up for this tragic ocurrence I have brought a new story, much better than the last. My apologies to all who loved that story.

I do not own Spirited Away, it's beauty and glamour belong to the great Hayao Miyazaki. But I wish I owned Haku, He's so adorable, who doesn't love Him?

I always had a need to write a Spirited away story with plot, and I've had many inspirations from this movie so I'll start with this one.

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"Figures," said a young child watching as monsterous beings crossed a wooden bridge. They were creatures in colorful clothing, and their body parts were strange and they resembled parts on other animals. Their pace was slow, and they looked in awe at the elegant building they were entering. It shined with colors of green, gold, and red. Lanterns were hung to brightened the bridge, and several frog workers were put to welcome the creatures. The girl sighed. She stood up, and left the balcony and entered a japanese styled bedroom. The walls were beautifully painted with sakura trees, and gorgeous creatures. The room had a vast closet that took up a whole wall. A large mirror hung over a table filled with makeup, accessories, and other items like such. In one corner was a red and black changing screen. The wooden floor was light mahogany, and in the middle of the room was a small table, with two mats around it. The girl walked over to a screen door at the side of the room, opened it just a bit to peek out a long narrow corridor. It was empty. The girl sighed again and closed the screen door, she went back out onto the balcony and continued to watch the spiritual beings parade across the bridge. Down below the bridge, tides of water splashed against the giant structure. The full moon was shining down glossing the sea. Clouds were no where to be seen, and the winds were calm. The girl looked across the sea below to see a beautifully lit town, and what looked like to be a boat heading toward it. She rested her head on her hands that were holding on to the balcony railing. Her Russet brown hair falling loosely below her small shoulders. She sighed again. Her eyes drooping slightly, and her body began to feel tired from standing up.

"I guess she's not coming," She said to herself, sounding disappointed.

She walked to the small dining table with the two mats, and sat on one. She laid her upper body on the wooden table lazily. She closed her eyes, relaxed her body. She opened her eyes again staring at her room boredly. Boredom can be a drag. She sighed for what seemed to be the fourth time in the previous seven minutes, and rolled her eyes.

Suddenly the screen door slid open to reveal a gorgeous women on the other side. Her Hair was copper brown, and styled up into a complicated hairstyle. Her eyes were pale brown, adorned with black eyeliner and mascara, her lips were perfectly painted red, and her skin was unnaturally white, makeup perhaps? She wore an extravagant Kimono of red, white, and black, Her obi was strapped tightly around her waist, and the sleeves were longer than her very arms.

"Chihiro," The woman called anxiously. She walked into the room and closed the door behind her. The little girl picked her head up, and rubbed her left eye. The woman sat in the mat on the other side of the table. She looked at the little girl intently, but the girl just stared down at her hands patiently.

"Chihiro dear, I'm sorry," The woman started sadly

"Tonight too?" The little girl asked, avoiding the woman's eyes.

"Chihiro, I have an important date with a customer tonight," The woman informed sternly, the child then concentrated on the light pink kimono she was wearing. "Chihiro, I realize I've been breaking many of my promises, but Yubaba arranged an expensive date for me and I can't ju-"

"MOTHER, YOU PROMISED TO SPEND THE NIGHT WITH ME! IT'S LIKE THIS EVERYTIME! YOU HAVE A FREE NIGHT TO SPEND WITH ME, BUT THEN THAT STUPID BIG-HEADED OLD LADY MAKES YOU WORK, EVEN IF IT'S YOUR NIGHT OFF! IT'S NOT FAIR" The girl named Chihiro shouted angrily

"KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN! If Yubaba were to hear that, you would be punished!," The woman said strictly. Chihiro sighed unhappily.

"It's not fair, why do we have repay for that stupid debt, and work at this dumb bathhouse?!" Chihiro whined laying her head on the table.

"Because my great grandparents couldn't repay the money after borrowing so much, and agreed to work to pay it off," Her mother said shifting her eyes from Chihiro to the screen door. "Chihiro get some rest, remember you have your classes in the morning," The woman said as she stood up and began to walk out of the room.

"I don't want to be a Geisha,"

The woman froze. Chihiro lifted her head and looked at her mother's back nervously, half ashamed of her random outburst. Her words hung in the air, causing an uncomfortable silence between them. The woman slowly turned to her daughter, she gave her a stern expression. Chihiro looked down at her hands awkwardly, expecting to be lectured and told why she must fulfill that path.

Her mother shook her head sadly, and turned toward the door. She slid it open,and paused for a moment.

"Chihiro I did not decide your destiny, whether you want to become a Geisha or not, destiny will decide your path," The woman walked out onto the hallway, and closed the screen door behind her. Chihiro stared at the spot her mother had previously stood. She closed eyes, and yawned tiredly. She stood up, and streched before walking to the balcony doorway. She slid the door shut, and pulled a golden-colored curtain over it. She went to the closet, and opened the door to pull out blue futon, a pink pillow, and overly decorated blanket. She layed the futon on one corner of the room and threw the pillow and blanket on top. She walked back to the closet, but this time she pulled out a light blue sleeping kimono. She went to the red and black changing screen in the corner, and began to switch kimonos.

When Chihiro fully changed into her sleeping kimono, she walked over to the screen door and opened it alittle once more just to peek out. Along the corridor, were many screen doors being opened. There were many beautiful women in fabulous kimonos exiting the rooms along the hall. Most probably Geishas gossiping before going to work. Chihiro closed the screen door. In a depressed sort of motion, she walked to her futon. Kicking the blanket out of the way, she plopped down on the sleeping mat and sighed. I don't want be a Geisha...

She turned her attention to her pink pillow. Orange stripes crossed from the left to the right, and up and down. She looked over at the makeup table in disgust. What person would want to put on so much makeup? White powder for the skin, black eyeliner and mascara for the eyes, deep red lipstick and lipliner for the lips, then there's some eyeshadow stuff, hair stuff, nail clipper, nail paint, toenail paint, more paint for something... Is this what a Geisha is? Just a pampered doll, who can dance and entertain people?

Chihiro cringed at the thought of becoming someone so fake, with no point in living.

"I rather clean tubs, than become a Geisha," she stated to herself. She heard someone knocking against the screen door.

"CHIHIRO! YOU BETTER BE ASLEEP IN THERE!" She heard her mother yell, from the outside. She could see her mother's figure from inside, slightly curvy, and hair perfectly sculptured. That's one of the things about mother, she always looks perfect, her manners are perfect, her personality is perfect, and her mood is always perfect for any occurence, she's practically flawless. "Chihiro?" her mother called.

"Can't I stay up just another thirty minutes! PLEASE!?" Chihiro loudly begged. Her mother stayed quiet for a few minutes. Chihiro sometimes wondered what she thought of her.

"Ten more minutes, then go to bed," Chihiro saw her mother's figure disappear from behind the door. God, It sucks to be ten, I have to go to geisha classes, I have to go to sleep early, and what's worst I never get a chance to walk around the bathhouse! It's not fair. Maikos get to do it, but I don't.

Chihiro layed on the futon. She grabbed the blanket behind her, and covered herself. I'm so bored, Might as well go to sleep. She turned to her left side and saw a small end table, with a yellow lantern on it that was illuminating the room. She reached over and flipped a small switch on the bottom side of it. The room darken. Chihiro snuggled onto the softness of her futon, and pillow. Her mind beginning to enter it's dream stage.

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That's it for chapter one, please review! And once again I'm sorry for those who miss We'll Always Be Together Forever...