Well...hi everyone!
This is my first fanfic so PLEEEEEEEEESE R&R and dont be too mean
I couldn't draw this hols and I was sick in bed for three days. I was REALLY bored and this sorta just came to me.
I've written at least 4 chapters already but im not gonna put anymore up unless I get at least 1 reveiw so...
On with the story!
oh right...disclamer sheepish grin
I do not own Spirited Away, any other anime that may/may not appear in this fanfic, OR Arisu's name...BUT i do own her character. Happy?
1.
Chihiro glanced upwards.
thunderclouds…
it was going to be a miserable day.
'I guess I should be excited' she mused. But the first day of school always put her in a bad mood.
"CHIHIRO!"
'oh damn… now ill be late for school as well' she thought, starting out of her daydream.
"coming mum!" she cried as she launched herself off her bed and down the stairs.
...xXx...
At the front gate she took a deep breath. She knew her mum was waiting behind her but she wasn't going to look back, not until she had passed the gate. At the steps to the school she paused, glanced over her shoulder, and waved before the tide of kids swept her inside.
As she was searching for her locker she heard a scream, but before she had time to register the familiar noise, she was squashed against the lockers by a group of 4 people. About 10 seconds later the pile-up was joined by two more, and people had started to actually step around them, laughing pityingly at the hand scrabbling for something to whack the rest with. A loud thump reverberated around the hall, causing quite a few snickers, as Chihiro emerged with a large dictionary clutched in her hands.
"Jeez guys its not like I haven't seen you since last year!" Chihiro huffed.
"well actually I haven't seen any of you since I went to America so I have an excuse" said Rumi smugly.
"well you didn't have to bury me alive" Chihiro snapped back.
"AWW c'mon you aren't even going to ask me how many guys I met in America?" said Rumi in mock-hurt.
"OMG! HowmanyguysdidyoumeetinAmerica???!!!!" cried Arisu, a mischievous glint in her eye.
"lots but I'm not giving YOU any of their numbers" snubbed Rumi playfully.
"AWWW" Arisu pouted.
Chihiro sighed. Today was going to be a long day.
Dominating most of the conversation, Rumi basked in the attention after being away for nearly 3 months, but as she noticed the other girls' increasingly black moods she decided that it would be best to share some of her spotlight
"So Kira, how was YOUR holidays?" she said cutting off Arisu mid-sentence.
"OI!" squealed Arisu indignantly "I was talking!"
"Arisu let someone ELSE talk for a change" she sighed.
Arisu poked her tongue out.
Kira said quietly "well…my grandmother died…we went back to Australia for her funeral…"
"NO WAY!" Chihiro blanched.
"awwwwwwwwwwwww you poor thing!!!" everyone cried as Kira disappeared under the mountain of hugs.
"keh…girls I'm alright!" came a muffled voice. "she's had cancer for years and I guess its more of a relief that she's finally at peace more than anything"
"oh but Kira…she was still your grandma" sniffed Emiko, tears beginning in her eyes (she was really sensitive to emotions, you could tell how someone was feeling by the way Emiko acted)
"yeah…I know…" sighed Kira
"so…did anything else happen on the holidays?" she asked in an attempt to lighten the grey cloud which had settled over the group.
"OOOH I went to Disneyland!" cried Myomi, the mood lifting as soon as it came.
"oh AWSOME!" was the general reply and Myomi launched into a long story of how she was nearly decapitated by a roller-coaster and then got lost several times.
...xXx...
Well…today was better than I thought it would be" thought Chihiro as she trudged through the muggy afternoon on her way to the bus stop.
At the glass structure there was a poster for the latest anime movie. An adaptation of an English novel which she had bought but never had the time to read. She promised herself she would read it before she saw it though… she and Hiromi had heaps of fun comparing books to films and identifying things that the movies left out.
The storm broke as soon as she flopped down on her bed. It was soothing, listening to the rain patter on her balcony.
She picked up the book off her bedside table and thumbed through it. 'Maybe later' she thought to herself, placing it on her pillow.
Chihiro hummed to herself as she made her way down the stairs to the kitchen. Searching through the fridge until she picked up a spiced dumpling.
'how long has it been since I've had a dumpling?' She thought as the spices danced away with her.
Two years? Three years? There had been dumplings at Christmas but she hadn't had the nerve to take one.
'Why was that?' she mused
…Oh…
...xXx...
"Chihiro?" the word cut through her dream like lightning.
"Chihiro…?"
"go away" she mumbled
"Chihiro!"
"huh?" she spluttered into wakefulness.
Something peeled off her cheek
"ew Chihiro! Those dumplings were for your dad's homecoming on Wednesday!"
"sorry mum" Chihiro said as she wiped dumpling goo off her cheek with her sleeve.
"aw don't wipe it on your sleeve, I've gotta wash it with bleach now!"
"sorry mum" she turned to leave when she felt a hand on her shoulder
"Chihiro? Are you alright…? You look so pale! Have you been crying?"
"no…no I'm fine mum, just tired" she faked a yawn
"that busy huh?"
"yeah…yeah you could say that"
"well I'll call you for dinner?"
"kay…"
...xXx...
Once back in her room Chihiro bolted the door and wiped the rest of the dumpling goo off her cheek with a tissue, leaving a horrible sticky feeling.
'Oh well…at least the uniform's white' she thought looking at the brown smudge on the cuff. She was sure there was a brown smudge on her cheek as well but she didn't really care right now.
Chihiro stepped out onto her balcony and was drenched within seconds. How long had it been since she had cried herself to sleep? Not since she had found out she was moving across the country surely…
She shivered.
No…since he had snapped at her in the elevator…she had sobbed bitterly all night. Sometimes awake…others asleep…mostly hovering in the half-world between consciousness and dreams.
Scared to sleep to find it all a dream, but scared to stay awake in the dark of an unfamiliar world.
No…she had to stop…
But it was already too late. The rain had washed her tear-stained cheeks but the knew that the rain had passed long ago…
But the drops hitting her upturned hands still came. If anything more ferociously than before.
'why?!!' the question came again and again, ripping through any attempt she had to calm herself.
'why Haku…why?!!'
"you promised…"
...xXx...
Well i DO hope you liked my story...if it needs any improvemens pls tell me!
hugs Mo