First KH fic. Always wanted to write one, but was not quite sure what about.

And so, I wrote this.

This is completely based after Spirited Away and only the characters are whats different.

And some of the parts are changed up to make it..well, a fic. c:

I do NOT own Spirited Away or Kingdom Hearts.

Enjoy and Review!


Roxas was an eighteen year old boy who hated his life pretty hard right now. He and his parents were moving to a new town much to his dismay. He was leaving so many friends in the process and regretted leaving them all behind. He had his cellphone in his pocket, however, and took down all their numbers before leaving. His parents said he would make new friends but he didn't quite count on that..

"Hey Roxas." he heard his Dad say in a cheery voice. "Mind if we take a shortcut?"

"You know a shortcut?" his mother murmured in suspicion.

"Yeah. Its right here past all these houses."

Roxas glanced out the window and took in the surrounding. It looked like it could be off a horror movie the way there was a path with dead tree's arching over the car and loomed as they passed. Not to mention tiny house-like stones stood nearby. When he had opened his mouth to ask his Dad what they were, he had took the words out of his sons mouth.

"Those things are where small spirits live. Or so they say." he never took his eyes off the road.

After the bumpy ride was over, he heard his father shuffel in the front seat and unclick his seatbelt. His mother, curious as to where his father was going, also jumped out of the car leaving Roxas by himself. Feeling a little left out, the spiky haired teen opened the door and was greeted with a hell of a sight. What now was in front of them, very much so blocking their way, was an abandoned theme park. Roxas almost yelled as the wind picked up underneath his feet making the leaves brush towards the tunnel.

"Where did this come from?" his father whispered.

Roxas could have guessed he got curious as he started to lead he and his mother through a tunnel and out into the open. When they emerged on the other side, Roxas looked behind him only to find the car barely visible and ominously awaiting their return. In the pit of his stomach he had a bad feeling about this, but crushed it to the bottom and continued on.

As they continued on they passed through what seemed like a gathering area of some sort fitted with stain glass windows and other things. He could have sworn he heard a train as well on the outside. As he stood next to his father, they continued on and on until reaching outside. When they did, the family was greeted with a meadow of beautiful grass with buildings in the distance.

"L-lets go back now.." Roxas said loud enough.

"Its just a building, sweetheart." his mother said while continuing on into the meadow.

"M-mother!" he cried out.

His voice was drowned out though as the wind picked up around him once more as if to usher the boy forward. He noticed and turned to look at the ominous building with a fearful expression. To him, it looked like it was shrinking back or trying to go away, but that was impossible for a building, right?

He eventually caught up to his parents and grabbed onto his mothers arm, as childish as that may have seemed. "Mom, that building is moaning.."

"What a lovely spot." she said, completely ignoring Roxas' words.

They came to a sudden stop as his Dad stepped over a pile of rocks all lined up in a row beneath some stony stairs. He had climbed over them quickly but it took Roxas and his mother a bit to catch up.

"They were making a river." he said, looking back at his family.

He held out his hand to his mother and smiled, but was suddenly distracted as he lifted his nose to the air. Roxas watched as his father behaved like an animal and sniffed like he had caught a scent. By now, his mother now stumbled and landed on his father's shoulder who was still..well, sniffing.

"Hey, you smell that?" he said amongst the sniffing. His mother took notice. "See, it smells great."

"You're right." she said cheerfully.

"Maybe they're still open." his father said while happily looking back at his mother over his shoulder.

As he watched his Dad walk up the old stairs, his mother turned around. "Hurry up Roxas."

"Ugh, wait for me!" he said, almost slipping on a mossy, wet rock.

Climbing up the stairs after his parents, he took note of the frog statues that seemed to start from there and into the village. And as for the village, it seemed to be abandoned. This all seemed very strange to Roxas but for some reason his parents continued on with their noses still in the air, quite oblivious to the strange and quite area. As his Dad stopped to sniff, he pointed the right direction to which they all followed.

"This way."

After a long moment of silence, Roxas' mother spoke up from next to him. "Can you believe it? They are all restraunts."

Roxas looked around and much to his displeasure, she was right. "Where is everybody?" he murmured.

Their conversation was interuppted by his father who had seemed to find the object of his desire. He ran forward for a moment before saying, "Thats it!" and continuing on to veer off to the side at one of the restraunts. He peeked past the curtains and waved to his family. "Hey! Over here!"

"How amazing." his mother exclaimed as she saw the rows of different types of foods. "Is anybody there?"

"Hello? HELLOOOO?!" Roxas watched his father walk down the row of food to check for a waiter.

"Eh, we will just pay them later." his mother said, much to his surprise. She was never so..greedy. "Come on Roxas you have to try this stuff!" when she looked back at him, her face was stuffed with chicken from the plate in front of her.

Roxas was quick to shake his head and balled up his fists. "Let's go! They're gonna be mad at us!"

His parents continued to ignore him as he fumed. His father had gotten several plates of delicious looking food while his mother just piled it all on top. He watched as they were reduced to mere pigs much to his disgust. Deciding to leave the scene, he walked over and out onto the street, glancing both ways for any signs of life. However, his eyes caught another flight of stony stairs leading up to a statue of some sort.

When he walked up, it got bigger and bigger. He tipped his head sideways, not recognizing the kanji posted on the front and instead looked to the right. He could feel his mouth drop as he saw a huge bathhouse of some sort looming over the area and was significantly larger than any other of the buildings. A bridge was laid out from the land and to the bathhouse for entry.

"Weird.." he muttered before walking up to the structure.

Much to his surprise, smoke billowed out of the chimney. His eyes trailed over the house until he could see the windows also shaking somewhat and a steamy waterfall cascading down some rocks but was sheltered behind the walls of the bathhouse. He raised an eyebrow and went to peer over the edge of the bridge. Roxas' eyes widened when he saw a train come running out of a tunnel below and onto the tracks laid out for it.

"There's that train!" he said, remembering the sound from earlier.

As he watched it go, he heard a faint sound of shuffeling from behind and turned to find none other than a boy. This boy was about his age but what was so noticeable was his bright red hair which flowed back into a mess of spikes and went past his shoulders. Diamond tattoo's under each eye and the most unhuman green eyes he had ever seen. He wore some strange clothes, however. The boy was outfitted in a black kimono with what looked like skin tight modern jeans that were also black.

And he was looking at Roxas as if he was a ghost.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? YOUR NOT ALLOWED HERE!" he roared suddenly.

"W-what?" Roxas was taken back by the sudden outburst.

"You must get out of here before nightfall! It is almost night!"

And as the boy had said it, both their eyes drifted to the now setting sun which seemed so dangerous to Roxas now. He watched the stunning figure in front of him look back at the bathhouse, which was now glowing with light from the inside. Lamps were also on each corner of the bridge and had lit as well.

"They're lighting the lamps." Duh, genius. "Go!"

He pushed Roxas forward off of the bridge and said, "I'll distract them, get back across the river!" As Roxas watched him, the boy held out his hand in front of him, and blew out. What followed shocked the teen, for it was fire which crackled as it blew out in embers at the bathhouse, but not enough to do harm.

Finally getting out of sight of the bathhouse, Roxas ran down the stairs as the light from the sun was gone and neon signs began to click on as he went from the restraunts. Upon getting halfway down, Roxas saw that the red lamps strung up on the roofs were lighting as well. His blue eyes looked behind him for a moment in confusion. "Whats his problem?" and ran on.

And as he did so, Roxas was greeted by the sights of shadows appearing in the now lit up restraunts and rising out of the streets like ghosts. Shadows or ghosts, he was not sure what to call the strange monsters. All he had on his mind was finding his parents and getting the hell out of this nightmare.

"Mom! Dad!"

He finally caught sight of the two but saw something quite odd. They're bodies look like they were alot bigger and..silky. When he approached the two, they were still stuffing themselves with food and had evidence at their feet of what they had already consumed. When he composed himself, he grabbed at his fathers sleeve and yelled, "Dad we have to go! Come on!"

To his sheer terror, the man that turned around wasn't man at all, but a huge pig. His beady eyes stared straight at Roxas, but seemed to not register who he was at all, and eventually went back to eating. He dropped some plates on the ground which were quite audible as they smashed, and all Roxas could so was watch. The pig stuck his head onto the counter only to get swatted by whoever was hidden in the steam, eventually making the pig father crash down on the ground with a grunt.

"What the fuck?!" Roxas screamed as he ran away as fast as he could. "DAD! MOM!" he cried out, not able to admit that the two pigs from before were his parents.

Shadows were still rising from the ground as he ran past them, trying to weave through their creepy figures. He eventually reached the place where his Dad had said there was a river being made, and stumbled down the steps only to run straight into murky water. Roxas yelped and ran backwards up to the start of the stairs and looked out across the water, seeing the tower which had moaned earlier so very far away with lights and a boat surrounding it.

"This can't be happening! This is a dream.." he beat his fists on his head, but ended up not waking up. "Wake up! Wake up.." he fell to his knee's, clutching his head.

He was too busy noticing the boat that creeped across the water, alive with many lights like everything else. "Dissapear, dissapear.." he rocked back and forth, only glancing up to see his feet were now transparent. "WHAT?" he now stood up, holding his hands out and to his shock, the boats lights could be seen quite well through his fingers. "I'm see through?!"

He stumbled slightly as the ground shifted, and looked over to see the boat had stopped on the stairs. A bridge was let down and doors had opened on board. Roxas watched as what looked like paper masks filed out of the rooms, floating in the air one after the other. Much to his surprise though, they all gained a form as soon as they floated over land. Their colors ranged from red to purple to just about any shape or size as well. So he did the only thing he could do.

"AHHHHHH!" he screamed and ran up the hill.

Elsewhere, a boy rounded a corner and continued to run while looking wildly around. It was the fiery redhead from earlier. He ran in a delicate way, much complimenting his unusually lithe figure. When he found the object of his searching, he ran over to the curled up boy on the ground and put his arms around Roxas. Roxas in turn looked up, scared, and immediately turned red at how close their faces were.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a friend." the elder looking teen smiled at Roxas.

"No, no, no!" Roxas pushed his arms out, and gasped as they went right through the other boy's form.

"Seriously. You don't want to dissapear, do you?" his voice held an air of sarcasm and attitude much like your average teenage rebel. How could he be so..calm?

"No.." Roxas murmured, looking down.

"Well then, look up."

And as he did so, Roxas's eyes widened as the boy's lips were pressed to his. It all went in slow motion, like everyone said it did. Just like that, his first kiss was stolen. Well, at least this boy wasn't all too bad. Wait wait, none of these thoughts Roxas, your in a pretty bad situation right now. But its not like he could push the other away anyways. He shuddered as he felt something pass through the boys mouth into his and go down his throat.

"Don't worry, it won't turn you into a pig." the other had pulled back, and was staring at Roxas with those piercing green eyes.

Roxas looked down at his body and noticed it was still transparent. He looked up in anger and was about to yell at this stranger when suddenly the other teen held up his hand. It looked very girly to be a guy's hand, but whatever. What did he want Roxas to do?

"Go on." he nodded.

Oh, he wanted him to touch it. There was no doubt it wouldn't work since he looked so transparent still, but to prove he was right, he put his hand out anyways. Instead of fading through, he felt his finger's brush the others hand. Roxas breathed in rather fast when he felt the smooth texture, and ran his fingers unconsciously across the surface again, wanting to feel more.

"You see? Now come."

The older boy took hold of Roxas' hand and tried to help him up, but failed as Roxas came to his senses and remembered everything that had happened. "What about my mom and dad? They didn't really turn into pigs did they?!" his voice sounded strained and desperate, and for some unknown reason he scolded himself for sounding so weak in front of this boy.

"You will get to see them soon." the redhead suddenly turned and gazed out across the river in the distance, and then up in the air. "Quiet!"

Roxas felt himself be caught in another strange position as the redhead put his arms over Roxas in an attempt to shield him. But from what? When he looked up, however, he saw a crow circling above. But what was so strange about it was its disfigured beak and antenna looking things hanging off its head. Also, it had beady yellow eyes.

"It's looking for you, kid." Roxas heard the teen say. "There's no time, let's run!"

When he was being pulled up, he felt his legs give out and yank him back towards the ground. He looked up into the transfixing green eyes and shouted, "I can't! My legs.." The boy knelt down once more and placed his hand..right over.. Roxa's knee. His face turned red again, dammit, but apparently the boy didn't notice as he was muttering something under his breath.

"In the name of the wind and the fire within thee.. Unbind him." his hand glowed a fiery red before he pulled Roxas up to his feet and said, "Get up."

They ran through alleys and other dark corners until reaching a door. The boy didn't stop to open it, but instead held out his hand which made the door swing open. Just what was he? When they ran inside, it looked like some sort of place for keeping fish, as they were laid out in different ways, some cut up and some prepared for cooking. Both boys ran past the cold freezer before heading into a different part of the shop. Oh damn, it was a butcher shop.

He came to this conclusion when he saw all of the pigs lined up in cages all smooshed together and eating out of a trough. Each beady eyes looked back at him as they ran past, and Roxas couldn't help but wonder if his parents were among the ones back there. Eventually, they ran past some straw and outside once more. They ended up beside the bathhouse with the bridge, which now overflowed with the mask spirits from earlier going in and out of the house.

"Hold your breath while on the bridge." the boy murmured only for Roxas to hear. "Even a tiny breath will break the spell and the attendants will see you."

As they walked on, they passed some frog like creatures who were welcoming the guests as they passed over the bridge and saying farewell to the ones who were leaving. They exchanged a few words with the boy before going back to their welcoming, not noticing Roxas clutching to his arm. When they were almost to the end of the bridge, however, a tiny frog jumped out and greeted them.

"Master Axel, where have you been?" his voice was whiny, but he surprised Roxas when he jumped up to face them both, causing Roxas to breathe out in a gasp thus breaking the spell. "Wha? A human?"

The frogs talking was cut short though as Axel touched the creature and put what looked like a barrier around it. "Come on lets go." he grabbed ahold of Roxas's hand and suddenly flew forward. Straight off the ground. Levitating. Roxas had to have been high on SOMETHING to be seeing all this shit. They flew past the people up front, making their kimono's float up, and slip into a tiny door barely visible below. As they dissapeared, the frog was broken from the spell and plopped down, unaware of what exactly happened.