Finally, I'm getting around to writing the continuation of Spirited Away. I own nothing; it belongs to the amazing Hayao Miyazaki. I hope it turns out well and you enjoy it. If you have ideas do send them. Thank you. :)

She ran with his hand in hers towards the edge of the border, him leading her. They raced down the stairs and through the vibrant streets. He stopped because he could go no further and she could.

"Will we meet again sometime?"

"I'm sure we will."

"Promise?"

"Promise…Now go and don't look back."

He pushed her forward with his arm, hand never leaving hers. She moved away taking her hand with her slowly. She knew she had to run, she was sure she would turn back just to see if he watched her go. As she ran, tears fell. This had to be good bye and she had to return to her parents and her life. Why did she feel so alone?

"I don't want to be alone…," she whispered as she stumbled toward the voice of her mother. She called out to them pleased that they were alive and well. Her mother frowned slightly while her father rolled his eyes.

"You shouldn't run off like that."

"You'll get into big trouble." They both sounded annoyed and began their way back through the stone tunnel. Chihiro's throat ached thickly. She felt almost rejected. They would never believe what she went through for them.

"Let's go, I don't want to miss the movers." Chihiro stayed behind them. Her heart pounded as her vision blurred slightly. Should she look? Her head turned ever so slightly to the left. No! Haku said not to…She shook it off and ran after her parents. She collided into her mother's side where she hid her face.

Once on the other side of the tunnel she turned around. Nothing happened. She could barely even see the light on the other side. It was gone. There was no turning back. She'd done it. She had fought her way through a strange world and made it back. Her eyes filled with tears but she let none fall. Suddenly, all she had worried about a new home and school meant nothing. She only wished she had looked back. The scene began to fade.

'I don't want to be alone…'

Chihiro drifted between conscious and unconscious as she turned on her side.

She lay in an open field. The sun radiated down on her, tall grass enveloped her. She could hear a stream bubbling and the wind blowing through leaves. She was in tune with the nature around her. She closed her eyes and felt the earth and their deeper beings. Their spirits…This was her favorite dream. It was the same every time she had it. It calmed her.

Then, something happened that had never happened before. A woman placed herself beside the young girl in the grass. Chihiro sat up feeling the presence.

"Who are you," she demanded feeling intruded. The woman gazed upon her from her knees. She crouched with elegance and poise. She emitted calmness and power at once.

'You are needed again, young one.' The woman's mouth never moved but her voice rang clear and strong.

"I don't understand. Why have you come," She tried again.

'You are ready to return. Your absence has been grave to many.' Chihiro stared at the woman. Her skin reflected a luminous pale shade of lilac that contrasted against her flowing blue hair. She was beautiful no doubt and not of this world. That world that Chihiro could never belong in…

"But I've tried so many times before. How can this be different? I'm human. I can't go back. Not now and not ever," Chihiro looked down at the blades of grass. The woman smiled and brought her face back up to see her.

'Humans who've touched and been touched by spirits don't belong in one physical world. They will always be tied back to the Spirit realm.'

The moment Chihiro opened her eyes she was awake and alert. The dream had never changed once since she started having it as a young girl. Now, seven years later it decides to taunt her with things that can't be true. She threw back her blankets suddenly angry. If they wanted her so badly why did they want her to leave in the first place? Chihiro huffed. She was being irrational again. They had helped her in every way and she should be grateful that she was alive and living life to the fullest. She rolled her eyes at that last thought.

'I'm barely living now. I miss them so much I can hardly focus on what is real and what is not. I've tried going back really. The portal or entrance must be blocked. They probably set up barriers because of my 'filthy human' intrusion. No way can I ever get back in now.' She glared at the clock on her desk.

"Might as well get ready for that wonderful first day of school," she spoke sarcastically to no one. She really needed to stop that habit.

She got changed quickly. Her style was simple. She wore a plain black V-neck shirt and a pair of jeans. She slipped on a pair of converse to finish it. She proceeded to brush out her long locks as she sat on her desk chair. Reaching for a hair tie she felt the beads of her special one, the proof that everything had happened. She smiled thinking of her friends who made it for her. Darn those memories. She would never be able to move on.

Chihiro trudged into the kitchen where her mother was making breakfast and plopped into a seat at the table. Her father peered at her over his newspaper.

"You better keep your grades up this year," his tone was irritated. Chihiro sunk a bit in the chair as she met his gaze.

"I've been trying you know," she fiddled with a napkin. He snapped his paper back with a grunt.

"Apparently it's not working," he finished. She stuck her tongue out at him. She couldn't help it. School was terrible even without her constant daydreaming. The people were rude and they disrespected the environment all the time. She watched people get picked constantly. She hated it. She wanted to stick up for the poor students at times. She was ignored by the bullying type students, not that she minded that much…but sometimes it was worse not being acknowledged. The only reason she even put up with going was because of the few friends she did make. They were strange, like her. She fit in with them and she craved to fill the void in her chest.

She jumped when her mother dropped a plate in front of her. Bacon and eggs wasn't served often. Chihiro stared from her plate to her parents who were eating away. She waited a long silence.

"How can you eat bacon? You guys used to be-…" her father slammed his fist on the table.

"Do not start this again! I've had enough of that talk. Can we not just enjoy our meal? I thought you were over this," He looked to his wife for support.

"Chihiro, I know moving was a traumatic time for you…but isn't everything okay now that we've been here so long," she reached a hand out to her. Chihiro blinked hard. Of course over the years she couldn't hold in her memories much longer. Surely they remembered something? No, of course not…They thought she was crazy. They almost sent her to specialists to help her see reality.

"No, I won't be the same as I was…," she began in a small voice. She didn't know how to say what she was feeling especially to her parents.

"You better get your act together or leave this household," Yuko gasped at her husband's words, "It's time she hears this. She won't be a child much longer, soon she'll have to make mature decisions and go out into the world on her own!"

Chihiro looked back at him displaying nothing. He was right, she had to accept her fate but she would never forget the people who meant more to her after the few days she had known them than her own parents whom she'd known her whole life. She rose from her seat.

"I'm sorry I've dishonored you by believing in things that do not exist. It's a part of me and if you can't accept it then you're not accepting me," she began making her way out of the kitchen, "If you want me to leave then I'll leave."

Her parents made no indication of stopping her.

Chihiro walked along the sidewalk debating whether to even go to school today. As she walked along she saw two girls, one young and one older. The older one turned to the other and scolded her briefly. Chihiro could hear them clearly as she walked by. She nearly gasped.

"…such a dope, I was really worried," The older one smiled down at the girl.

Chihiro ran away from the pair. It was too much. It reminded her of Lin and her when they had first met. Lin was the first and only person she could call a sister. They had a unique sibling bond. Lin was the protective older sister she never had. Chihiro ran hard to her school. She would give it a chance. Maybe she could continue on with her own life.

Chihiro sat at the usual table during lunch period. She never ate lunch but this is where she'd meet up with her little group. A small smile graced her face. She missed her school friends over summer break…it made her feel guilty for not keeping in better contact.

A hand slammed down on the table in front of her shaking the flimsy structure. She snapped her head up. What was it with people and slamming things? She was going to get whiplash.

Chihiro looked into amber colored eyes. Kazan. Of course. Who else would be this fired up in a walled prison?

"What the hell is with people these days? You tell them to get out of your way and they stand there like there's a sale on freaking water or something" she pumped her fist in front of her as she spoke. Leave it to her to start a fight over nothing.

"Why water" questioned a flowing voice. The girl's blue eyes were half lidded as she tilted her head.

"Don't question me," Kazan snapped. The other girl shrugged and smiled at Chihiro.

"Morning, Koku," Chihiro patted the spot next to her. The girl fluttered into the seat and dove into her lunch.

"Have you seen Heiwa yet," Chihiro looked from one girl to the other.

"Hmm, heard my name over here…I hope you're speaking well of me, Chi," he strolled over as if on cue. These guys had impeccable timing she had to admit.

"I don't see any reason to," she rolled her eyes teasingly. He faked a face of hurt.

"You have plenty of reason to," he protested.

"I'm just playing with you," she reasoned. They all sat themselves around the table and chatted about their day so far. Socializing was good. If she had them she could almost forget about the others.

She took her sweet time on the way home from school. She didn't want to go home but she knew she had to. It was no use thinking about things that didn't exist. She was just a lonely child when she had dreamt it all up…her hair was yanked backwards and she yelped in surprise. She whirled around.

"Hey," she rubbed the back of her head. What had happened? She stroked her ponytail searching for any snares that might have tugged her. Her fingers came upon the beading of her hair tie. She gasped, her eyes widening. Maybe it was a sign telling her to stop thinking so foolishly. She strained her eyes around once more. The only sound was the rustle of a bush and the trees rattling. She sighed.

She let her hands drop and she continued her way home. She had to stop believing sometime.

Behind the bush voices whispered to each other.

"I'm telling you, she saw us!"

"Shut up, she was distracted. Seriously grow a backbone."

"Silence…We have to remain alert. He chose us specifically."

"Yeah, he chose you specifically. This is a punishment for us." The third voice ignored this statement.

"It's almost time…"

Chihiro neglected her daily walk down the path for today and slid her thin frame through her front door. She didn't want to attract her parent's attention. She could hear them in the kitchen.

"-send her far away for college. This place is making her crazy. Ever since we moved here it's been nothing but this fantasy world. I'm scared for her…," her mother's voice trailed off.

Chihiro crawled silently up the staircase to her room. She would not allow herself to get worked up over this ordeal. She slid herself into bed and prayed for a peaceful slumber.

A thought came to her mind before she felt herself drifting into sleep…

On that summer day, she wouldn't look back but why? Why didn't she? If she did she could be right back where she belonged. Where she could conquer anything as Sen…

Ahhh, yes I did it. Hopefully you like it so far. I've got a bunch of ideas for this one. Thanks for reading!