A/N: Hi! Hi! This is my first Spirited away fanfic! I love all Hayao Miyazaki movies but I don't think I'd be any good making fanfics for the other --. Well Read and review plz!!

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Four years...

Four whole years...

Forty eight months...

One hundred and ninety two weeks...

One thousand four hundred and sixty days...

Yet she still remembered...

Any normal person would forgot something during a four year time period...but not her...

She wouldn't forget..

...No...more like...

She couldn't forget...

Ogino Chihiro quickly walked into her classroom of Sachigimi Middle. She was fourteen now though she was still as quiet and as anti-social as she was when she was a kid. Well it wasn't really the fact that she was anti-social, but that no one wanted to have anything to do with her. After she had left the spirit world, Chihiro got settled into her new home and her new school. She had a couple of friends and a lot of people liked her in her neighborhood. But when she got into middle school Chihiro realized her friends were diminishing.

There was no reason at all to her why all her friends decided to avoid her but the reason to them was one they hated to admit. Jealousy. Even though Chihiro hadn't matured mentally, she had physically and almost attracted every boy in the whole entire school. Her hair grew longer (though she still kept it up in a ponytail), she had grown a nice figure, and she ,as her mom put it, had a face any Japanese model would die for.

Chihiro on the other hand saw none of this through her eyes. She didn't think her body looked all that good. Her chest was basically flat (she was in a b-cup), her figure was barely there, her hair had gotten so hard to manage the ponytail was sloppy from time to time, and her face was basically the same as it had always been to her.

Placing her books on her desk and her bag at her side, Chihiro pulled out her sketch book and flipped through almost all of the pages. Now that her social life was ruined for no reason she had a bunch of free time to do whatever she wanted. Chihiro used that time to improve on her drawing and figured out she was actually really good at it. First she started off drawing simple things like objects and still life. Then she decided to go on to people. After that her parents realized how good she was and bought her tons of sketch books. Soon she wanted to challenge herself and began drawing buildings and other landscapes. Now she could draw about anything she wanted. But the sketch book in her hand was a special one unlike the others. This sketch book was part of herself, a part of her memory.

"Chihiro?"

A voice snapped her out of her thoughts as Chihiro looked up to whoever spoke the words. A smile graced her face as she saw the one and only person that ever cared about her.

Yanaka Izumi was Chihiro's one and only friend. They never really said they were friends to each other. One day during recess when Chihiro was drawing in the shade underneath a tree, Izumi walked up to her out of the blue and sat next to her. They had been silent until Izumi complimented her on her picture. Chihiro smiled and explained to her what it was and after that the two were inseparable.

What made Chihiro like Izumi even more was that fact that Izumi was just like her. Everyone shunned her because she thought she was really pretty and she attracted boys to her like moths to a flame. To Chihiro she actually thought Izumi was pretty. She had hair a little bit darker than mint green that stopped to her shoulders, milky skin, and lazy cerulean eyes. She was really nice, shy, and kind but hardly showed any emotion so the students thought she was stuck up and talked in a monotone type voice even if she was asking a question.

Izumi sat near Chihiro and looked at her sketch book.

"You drew another one?" She asked. Confusion crossed Chihiro's face before she stared down at her paper. There was another sketch she'd drawn and was meaning to color. It was Lin, from the spirit world. Chihiro had drawn her big sister figure siting under a sakura tree her hair blowing in the breeze and the petals flowing around her. In the background you could see a small spider resting on he branch on top of the brunette. Chihiro didn't really remember drawing the spider but she guessed it symbolized Kamaji.

Chihiro took out some color pencils and began filling in the sketch.

"Nope, just one I haven't finished." She said answering Izumi's earlier question. She had told her best friend about her trip to the spirit world four years ago. At first her friend's silence made her think she didn't believe her but then Izumi told her about one time when she and her parents lived on a farm. They had to grow crops in order to survive because they're farm was in the middle of nowhere but for some strange reason one day everything suddenly died. Izumi said she thought they would starve to death because nothing would grow and prayed for help. The next day she woke up and the garden was full of radishes as far as the eye could see. Izumi said she guessed it was a spirit or something that helped them out. Chihiro smiled as she thought of the radish spirit that was on the elevator with her the first time she went to the spirit world.

Then she thought about everyone in the spirit world. Lin, Kamaji, No face, Boh, that Yubaba bird, Granny, even Yubaba herself. She missed them all deeply. And it tore at her heart to know she could never see them again. But then she thought of something else that made her heart ache even more. Or rather someone else. Someone that was nice to her yet cold and heartless at the same time. Someone that helped her through during her time of need. Someone that had always been there for her till the end. Someone that she would risk her life for. Someone that risked his life for her. Someone who...made a promise to her.

A promise that she held on for a lifetime. A promise that got her through day and night. A promise that kept her living even when she lost her friends. A promise that helped her when her parents didn't listen. A promise that made her painfully hopeful everyday of her life. A promise that she would meet Haku again in the human world. It had been four years since he made that promise to her when she reluctantly let go of his hand. Four years since she left him to come find her. Most people forget things in a four year time period but she wouldn't forget. ...no... she couldn't forget.

But...four years is also a long time to keep up hope and even tough she couldn't forget the promise..she could stop believing in it.

"Hey!" A sharp voice snapped her out of her attention as a pencil clocked her in the back of her head.. Chihiro turned around to her assultant clutching her throbbing head.

"Y-yes?" She asked politely. The girl who threw the pencil smirked.

"Give me you textbook I left mine at home." Her smirk grew wider as Chihiro placed the book on her desk. "And stop daydreaming. I've been calling your name for at least five minutes. I just wasted valuable breath so if I die earlier than planned it'd be your fault." The girl snatched up the textbook and stuffed it in her bag showing her intention of keeping it. Chihiro sighed and turned around in her seat. She could tell it was going to be a rough day.

The brunette watched her teacher finally walk into the room someone following close behind her. Chihiro cocked her head. Were they a new student? It was pretty weird for a transfer and it was the begining of the year. Well they had at least been in school for about two months and a half. Why transfer now? Chihiro turned to her friend but all Izumi did was shrug softly not even looking from her book she was reading, indictating she had no idea what was going on.

"Okay students today I have two special surprises for you!" The teacher began sticking up two fingers as if giving a victory sign. A loud mumble erupted in the class, everyone trying to figure out what the surprises were. Since no one knew they bombarded the blonde teacher with questions.

"Settle down! Settle down! If you'll be quiet I'll tell you."

The class got quiet.

"Okay! The first surprise is I'm going to past out your test scores from the previous week."

The class groaned.

"Hey! Hey! Wait let me finish."

The teacher cleared her throat.

"I think you all did exceptionally well on the test, some more than others, but since you all made such good grades I decided to bring some treats today!"

Everyone in the class room clapped and cheered happily with the exception of Chihiro who just continued drawing but humming happily, Izumi who just gave a small smile still reading her book, and some guy sleeping in the back of the room, who just drooled on the desk.

"So what's the other surprise Liona-sensei?" A student bravely piped up as the teacher rummaged through her desk for the treats. Liona-sensei's green eyes snapped open as she banged her head on the bottom of the desk in an attempt to stand up.

"Ouch! Heheh sorry I forgot about that one." She said smiling and rubbing the back of her head. Liona-sensei side-stepped revealing the kid who was clinging to her earlier like a baby duck. Chihiro's eyes widened at the young boy standing in front of her. He had dark brown hair that stopped almost at his shoulders. His eyes were narrow and were a deep forest green type color and he wore a white button down shirt with a few at the top open and hanging from his neck were black strings one attatched to a ting-yang necklace. Except it only had the black part. He also wore blue jeans with rips and tears and dark green and white tennis shoes.

But apart from everything she just named in her head the brunette in front of her looked oddly familiar. Like she had seen him before somewhere but she couldn't put her finger on it. It was only when Liona-sensei wrote his name on the board did it finally click to her.

Apart from the hair and the clothes, the boy standing in front of her looked exactly like Haku...