Hey! This is my first ever non-Harry Potter fic! But I couldn't resist! After seeing Spirited Away, I was like "Dude, the ending sucked!" So now, I'm gonna create little versions on what happens or happened in my dastardly little brain. I might even change some stuff.
Lol.
Disclaimer: Listen up! Cuz' it's gonna be the only disclaimer in here! The characters in here are not my property or idea. They belong to…I dunno. But—but they don't belong to me! That's for sure.
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Chapter 1-
P.S. This is all in Chihiro's POV. Get used to it.
"Come on Miss!" a voice shouted.
I turned around, unwillingly. Why must every night be like this? It was always the same. Me, refusing to go down to dinner, them, always insisting and in the end, always having their way. What the hell is wrong with that idea?
I mean, don't get me wrong, but are servants supposed to boss a noble's daughter around? I hate my life. There's just something missing from it…ha! Adventure. Mom always told me that it was a childish dream, and that at the age of fifteen, thank you very much (my birthday just passed a month ago), I shouldn't be hanging on to such "wild dreams."
But it's not a wild dream. Not as much as a desire. Always being confined to this room, this ward, this maid, this house…gosh! I hated every minute of it. Outside I see all these little kids playing around in the mud—since when did I have such unlimited happiness? Sure, everyone wants to be where I am (except perhaps the princess, but she's a snot nosed little brat, so we won't talk about her now) because…why?
I'm rich? Sure I am, but even though my family is very wealthy, I'm not wealthy at all. Besides, even if I did have wealth, where would I go to spend it? My room? Surely not.
This is no better than a prison.
I do have loving parents, but they are too much—what's the word—nobility for me. That's it, nobility. What a disgusting, dastardly word. It's always, "Oh how beautiful you are, how noble of you."
To everyone, I am the perfect child. But far from it. In fact, I'm very far from it.
I'm to be betrothed soon in an arranged marriage of course, to (no doubt) Sir Hyumki. Again, don't get me wrong.
He's handsome, smart, witty, strong, but also at the same time repulsive, arrogant, strutty, and not at all what I'm looking for in a guy.
What am I looking for?
"I'm coming," I answered, lazily, in a sort of way. I pinned my last stand of hair on my head with a colorful, starred…pin. I'm not very big on vocabulary.
The door opened. I stood up in rage.
"Now what do you think you're doing? This is my private chambers!" I declared angrily. "Oh, father," I said again, just as timidly as I did angrily. This was a surprise. My father was never there for me when I was a child. Why was he here now?
"Chihira," he said formally. I curtsied slightly, impatiently. "I have some news for you."
I inclined my head in dignity. "Oh yes? What news father?"
"Come with me, and we shall discuss it as we walk to dinner." He held up his arm expectantly. I, of course, took it, unwilling to disobey him.
Now, back to me and my thoughts. I'm not beautiful, not even close. Not like the princess, for she is a true beauty even though she is a snot nosed little brat. The one thing I prided myself on however, was having immaculate teeth. Yes, I know, I'm strange, but teeth are important.
My eyes are big and brown. No other words. My lips, full, pink. No other words. My ears, delicate. My nose, tiny. I really have nothing more to say on that matter.
Unlike the princess, who could go on babbling for hours about how gorgeous her gown was, or how beautiful and flawless she was.
Oh, sure, I'm clumsy while she's graceful. I stumble, while she walks with dignity. No offense to the princess, but who the hell cares?
If my parents heard what I'm thinking spoken out loud, they would no doubt refine me in an even tighter spot. My language is appalling.
I waited in delicate silence for my father to continue. "Yes?" I prompted.
"Why, yes, of course," he cleared his throat. "Well, Chihira, you are getting close to being married…"
Blah blah blah, who gives!
"…and your mother and I have decided that before you do, we wanted you to visit a nearby kingdom, Yumariu," he continued. After seeing my face he hurriedly said, "Don't worry sweetie. It'll just be for a while, just a summer," he said.
That dolt! I mean… father. How could anyone mistake a look of excitement for a look of worry? Oh my gosh! This is it! What I was waiting for!
An adventure at last.
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"Oh bye Mother!" I waved to her through the window of the carriage. She was crying. I wenched my heart to know that I was happy leaving and she was suffering like this, but this would probably be my only chance to go on something like this.
She sniffled and waved back to me. My father was nowhere in sight. I leaned back and sight. Like usual.
The trip there was definitely long enough. A few hours, but I saw so many things on the way that it didn't seem long at all. But we slowed down when we got to this huge house! I mean, it was huge! It was more like a castle than a house.
Many people stared at us as we stopped by the gate and knocked. They whispered things. Screw them.
I mean—ahem, look how the nice people like us!
Yeah right. They're looking at us in bewilderment. But they should've known: anyone who rides in a carriage surely isn't just a civilian. Oh dear, I'm beginning to sound like the princess, with that big head of hers.
No, no, no, nice thoughts. She will be future queen after all.
I looked outside the carriage and gasped at what greeted my eyes. What a gorgeous river! It's so clear and blue and sparkly…oh! I have to go swimming sometime while I'm here. Wait…they might not allow women to go swimming here. Phooey.
"Halt!" I yelled in a clear voice. The driver of the carriage looked back at me as if asking 'What are you doing?' but I didn't care. I needed to admire the river before I got to the house…er…castle.
I leapt (literally) out of the carriage, ignoring some cries from my escorts. When I came to the river bend, I carefully took off my shoes and sat on a rock near the edge. Why is everyone staring at me like a lunatic? Isn't it natural for a noble to want to enjoy the water too?
Assholes.
I smacked myself. Not asshole. Not asshole. I smacked myself again. Not you-know-what, not you-know-what.
They are nice people, nice people.
I smiled brightly at them, and they smiled back hesitantly in return. Great.
There was no one here with me, no friends, no family, so I decided to sing to myself.
"Fall away, to the edges of the world.
There was something more I'd know
And the water swirls in motion,
As the gods above create…"
I paused. I think I forgot the rest. No matter. The river was so captivating. Absolutely beautiful.
"Do you like the river?"
I turned around to see an old man, around sixty. He had so many wrinkles on his face that it looked like cobwebs. I turned my gaze back to the river.
"Oh yes," I replied breathlessly. "It's gorgeous. Perfect. Flawless."
He chuckled. "Just like the god that lives in it."
God? I admit, this old man spiked my curiosity.
"What god?" I found myself asking. He just chuckled again.
"Legend has it that there's a god of this river. This is the Kohaku River. He's very powerful and forgiving, but also very severe. Anyone who damages it or angers him is not easily forgiven," the old man says. "But legend also says that he turns into a wonderous dragon when he likes and that he lives in the depths of this river."
"Is it true?" I asked. "The god?"
The old man laughed. I wish he would stop doing that. "I don't know missy. I've never looked."
He walked away and I stared after him. What a strange old man.
But enough of that. I still had somewhere I needed to be, so I got up off the rock, took a step, and…
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slipped into an eternity of water.
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DONE! WITH CHAPTER ONE!
Don't worry, that was kinda short. But it'll get longer with…you're smart enough to figure that out.
Lol.
By the way, what's Haku's full name?
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