It's going to be a long year. Thought seventeen-year-old Chihiro as she settled into her seat. Two months into the first semester and still all the could think about was how much longer she had left in that horrendous school. I only have to put up with these people for one more year. She reminded herself. The drone of the teacher was so familiar that she didn't notice when Yamamota-sensei spoke to her.

"Ogino-san, since you seem to believe that you're too far above the rest of us to pay attention, you may show the new student around school." The teacher informed her. Snapping back to attention, Chihiro looked up to see who the teacher was looking at. Beside the teacher's desk stood a boy with shoulder-length brown hair and piercing verdant eyes.

"Haku," She whispered, thoughts running rampant. Silently, she stood and walked to the front of the room, motioning to the stranger to follow her. In a state of shock, she began to explain where everything was, showing him the various areas of the building.

"I'm sorry if I seem rude, but you seem a bit out of it. Are you well?" The boy asked.

"Not that it's any of your business, but I'm fine." She replied, then turned and muttered, "it's not like you're him..."

Though she hadn't expected it, he heard her murmurings. "If you don't mind me asking, who is this HIM?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," She retorted.

"Try me," He shot back.

"The River God Kohaku."

"You're right, I don't believe you, whatever your name is."

"Ogino Chihiro. And you are?"

"Nigihayami Kohaku."

And thus the re-write begins. It's been so long since the last time I worked on this story. Nearly two years. For those of you who remember me, I'll just say that the reason I decided to finish this was because of something a favorite author of mine said. With that to spur me on, I decided to re-write the story so I could work it to the ending I originally had planned.

For those of you who care who this driving inspiration was, it was Wolf Blossom. Those of you who read InuYasha and Card Captors fanfiction might have seen her work. She's a fantastic author and everyone should go read her work.

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