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Chapter 1:

Please Remember Me, Chihiro

I ran as fast as I could. If I didn't hurry, I would be late for my train. The streets were crowded as usual, with every corner crammed with people either heading to school or work.

Being twenty-one, I had long forgotten about my trip to the Spirit World. It never once crossed my mind since I was fifteen. That's when I gave up on Kohaku's promise, since it seemed that he wasn't going to look for me. I had tried to enter through the gate then but a voice in my head told me to go back. I never tried again.

Wmerely a few seconds to spare, I arrived at the train station and hopped on the blue gleaming bullet train.

"Thank goodness, I made it."

The train ride was calm. When I got to work, Akane-sama, my very kind boss, was unlocking the door while I was hunched over and catching my breath.

"Your here mighty early. It's only seven minutes 'till eight."

"I really need to get my watch fixed. I thought it was already eight o'clock!"

Akane-sama laughed and opened the shop door. "I've got a surprise for you, Chihiro."

"What is it?" I asked eagerly as we both stepped inside and closed the door.

"A young man, about your age, came through the other day asking for work. I gave him a job here, so he should be here any minute."

"But why would that-"

I was interrupted by the bell that hung to the door rattling and making its silvery tune.

"Oh, hi Yuuko," I said, a little disappointed it wasn't the guy Akane had hired.

"Hey, Chihiro. What's up?"

"Akane-sama told me she hired a new guy!" Akane's surprises were always the best.

"Oh, your always so eager to try every guy you meet."

"Well it's not like we have a new worker around my age every day."

We laughed and got to work. My duty that day was to stay behind the counter while Yuuko organized some of the new movies that had shipped in. A few other of my friends come in and did their chores, some behind counters like me. there was no sign of any new comer.

At about ten-fifteen, the bell rung again. I didn't look up, expecting it to be some ordinary customer. But instead of asking for assistance or browsing around, the foot steps headed for the office where Akane was. When I did look up, all I saw was the door being firmly shut. The other workers looked up as well; murmuring could be heard through the door. A few minutes later the door opened once more. Standing in the doorway was the cutest guy I've ever seen. He was quite tall with shoulder length, dark green hair. But he was sadly out of place in a workers apron like we all wore. His expression was oddly blank, giving me nothing on his personality. For all I knew, he could have been a serial killer without any one even guessing such a thing.

He walked in my direction, with made me look down. Calm it, I told myself. He could just be coming this way for no reason.

"Are you Chihiro?" he asked me, looking straight into my eyes. His were so green that I thought I could literally see the sea in them.

"Y-yeah. Why?" I looked at him with my head tilted, brown eyes questioning him.

My answer made him smile. "I'm Kohaku."

"Nice to meet you."

"Don't you remember me?" He looked utterly confused.

I shook my head, but he did look awfully familiar.

"Oh. I'm sorry I wasted your time," he said, then turned away and walked in the direction where he was needed.

The rest of that day went by fast. Kohaku didn't talk to me after that once. It made me a little sad.

Train rides at night are usually scary, but tonight it was peaceful as the night stars shone like diamonds on a dark velvet blanket.

My apartment was only a block away from the train, so it was quick getting there. I jammed the key in the lock, turned it, and opened the door. A blast of peppermint sprayed my face and I shut the door.

I took a blazing hot bath because outside was so cold, and got on my comfy pajamas. Glad I was going to have a nice, long sleep that night, I climbed into the bed and covered up with blankets.

But I thought about Kohaku's comments, so I had trouble sleeping. Who is he? I thought. Do I know him? Finally, after restless, thought-filled hours, I went to sleep.

I'm walking through woods. I reach a tunnel that stretches for a long way. At the end, I see a field full of weird statues and abandoned house that are hardly standing. The summer breeze blows the grass, making it look like an ocean of light green. I keep walking, and when I see a town, I run. I go up several stairs untill I finally reach a familiar bridge. Beyond it is a bath house. I hear a train, so I run by the edge to catch sight of it. Quickly, I go to the other railing. In the corner of my eye, I see something move. When I look to see what it is, a boy that looks a few years older than me stood there. He had shoulder length dark green hair, and piercing emerald-green eyes.

"Wait, are you the boy I met at work today?"

Before he could answer, my doorbell rang. I got out of bed and pondered, Who could be out at this time of night?

"I'm coming!"

When I opened the door, to my astonishment, Kohaku stood there. "What are you doing here? How do you know where I live?"

"Um..." He looked down and his thoughts flashed back to when he asked Akane for my address because he was a "long-lost friend of mine."

"I'm sorry to bother you at this time of night... May I come in?"

I took a good look at him. He looked fairly decent. "Yeah, yeah, come inside. It's freezing out there."

Kohaku looked around as he stepped into my home. "This place is beautiful."

"Thanks. Do you want some tea or coffee?"

He blushed. "No thank you."

"Are you sure? I'm great at making both," I insisted.

"Sure, I guess I'll take coffee," he said skeptically, looking me up and down.

I just smiled at him and walked into the kitchen to put hot water and coffee beans on the stove to boil. It only took a few minutes, but neither of us talked during the wait.

When I brought over two coffee cups on a tray and gave one to Kohaku, I finally asked him, "So, what brings you here at this hour?"

He took a sip of the steaming hot coffee before answering. "I know you said you don't remember me, but I need you to think really hard about it. Don't you remember Yubaba and the bathhouse and-"

"What's there to remember?" I asked warily before I dropped my cup and fell on the couch. As began to doze off, I couldn't help but think, I should know better than to drink coffee at this time of night...

I woke up snoring in my bed, comfy-cozy like if I hadn't gotten up and drank coffee with the new worker, Kohaku. So I shot up out of the bed and started talking to myself on the way to take a shower.

"Who does he think he is? A long-lost lover from outer space coming to take me abord his mothership?!" (LOL WTF? XD)

This action woke up the sleeping Kohaku, who had fell asleep there after carring me into my bed. Quickly he acted as if he was still in a trance of sleep incase I walced into the living room.

"I mean, is he a stalker or something?" I asked myself, undressing in the bathroom. Sticking a toothbrush in my mouth, I had kept going, unaware of his presence. "I hate it when guys do that," I spat. I turned on the warm water and hopped in. "MEN! Always trying to make a move. First in highschool, now at work! Rediculous!

"But then again, he did look familiar." My tone became softer. "I think I do know him. Nah, I probably saw him in a magazine or something..."

Finally I turned of the water, got out, and put a towel around myself. My long, dark brown hair shone with dripplets of waters slipping out the ends. But even though I seemed to be calm, I was still a little mad; I stomped into my bedroom and got some clothes on. I brushed and dried my hair, grabed my purse, and started towards the kitchen.

"Something real fast is... Toast! Yeah, that's it."

My toaster was out and pluged in, so I took two peices of bread from my loaf I bought, stuck them in the slots, and pressed down the handle.

I went to go get something in the living room, but I was in for a surprise, and it made me scream; I had discovered Kohaku, who was fake-sleeping on the couch. He lifted an eyelid to look at me, then went back to fake sleeping even though I saw him.

"MORON! Why the hell are you still here?!"

"I don't know," he replied dully.

Kohaku heard me scoff, and sat up. This caught me off gaurd; I rolled my eyes.

"Well figure it out and get the hell out of here! Don't you have a home?"

He looked away from me. "Yeah, but... I need you to remember first."

My eyes lowered to look dull. "Why is it so important for me to remember whatever you're talking about?"

"Because you're all I have left!" Kohaku snapped. Realising what he said, he looked away.

For a few moments, neither of us talked. I was shocked because aparently the memory of me was all he had left in life, so I decided to cut him some slack. The toast popped up out of its cage in the toaster.

He was the first to speak up. "I'm sorry, it's just that...My parents died a few years ago. I came across this city. I got a job at the store, and when I saw you, I couldn't help but reconize you. But I thought you would remember me," he looked at me, "and the promise I made eleven years ago."

That did it. I got a flash back of standing on stone stairs, surrounded by trees and grass and an abandoned town. Kohaku was there, too.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

The next thing I know, I've fainted.

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