Hey Everyone, I've decided to have a go at a Spirited Away fanfic as I love this movie and its characters. Just to clear up a couple of things, Chihiro is 19 and Haku will have the appearance of a 23-25 year old, his true age will not be disclosed yet Sorry if any references to Japanese culture is wrong, I try to do my research where it is important.

This chapter is quite short but I felt nothing else could be written without rushing it. Things will get rolling in the next chapter.

I love constructive criticism but any useless 'I think I know everything' flaming comments will not be tolerated.

Sorry about any spelling errors, this story was spontaneous, it's late where I am but I wanted to get the first chapter up.

ENJOY!

Chapter One.

Chihiro's unseeing eyes gazed out into the field dotted with small cement headstones. It was a beautiful day with light fluffy clouds drifting leisurely across the sky, guided by the soft, spring breeze.

The day was not suited to the events.

The priest snapped Chihiro out of her dream state, he had finished his sermon and was asking her to say her goodbyes to her parents. For the first time since she arrived at the cemetery Chihiro looked down. Her eyes began to mist at the two coffins, ready to be placed into the ground. She quickly placed two white roses on each coffin and whispered her goodbyes. Taking a step back she signalled that she was finished and allowed the other mourners to say their goodbyes.

'It's not fair!' Chihiro thought with anguish. The devastating news replayed in her mind again.

Chihiro had just unlocked the door to her dorm when the phone started to ring. Quickly dumping her books on her desk she rushed to her nightstand and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Is this Chihiro Ogino?"

"Yes, how can I help you?"

"My name is Officer Shou, I'm sorry to tell you that your parents have been in a car accident.'

"Oh my god! Are they OK?" Panic creeping in her voice.

There was silence for a few moments.

"Miss Ogino, they did not survive, I'm sorry. It was a freak accident, they were driving home from dinner when a tree collapsed onto the road, your Father tried to swerve out of the way but the car rolled and crashed into another tree."

Chihiro had stopped listening and tears slid down her face, crying silently. The police officer continued to talk. He had asked if she had any family and if she could come back home to identify her parents. Chihiro had responded numbly and then curled up into a ball on her bed, crying herself to sleep.

The numbness had not gone away and even after her parents friends and family had offered their condolences and Chihiro was the only one left at the cemetery, she still felt numb, lost and alone.

It was only when the gravedigger had appeared and offered her a kind smile that she decided to go back home.

Chihiro walked into her parent's house and went upstairs, walking past her own room and into her parents. She crawled onto their bed and hugged one of the pillows, inhaling the remaining scent of her Mother and Father. She missed them so much and her grief overwhelmed her but Chihiro could find no outlet.

Her parents had loved her for who she was and accepted her little quirks. They understood her need to go to college and study Japanese myths and legends since her own adventures into the spirit world, never disbelieving her tale. Now she had no one. Holding the pillow closer to her body she wished Haku could be there with her, he would know how to comfort her but no matter how many times she had tried, Chihiro had never found a way to go back, the tunnel that lead to the spirit world had always eluded her.

'Please Haku, please keep your promise.' She murmured into the pillow.

It was a long time before Chihiro fell into a fitful sleep with tears coursing down her cheeks, dreaming about a white dragon with green eyes who swept her away from the harsh reality of life.

Reviews are appreciated, I'd totally do it for you ;)