A/N:Howdy! I was working on my TMM story when my notebook with all the chapters and EVERYTHING about the story got lost. So I decided to work on another story while looking for the notebook. SOOOO here's Always and Forever. The sequal to my first story Dragon Boy.:)

Chapter1:Scattered Memories

"Chihiro don't cling to me like that."

"What is this place?"

"It was just the wind."

"Do you smell that?"

"That's strange, they're all restaurants."

"Come in Chihiro it looks delicous."

"We're gonna get in trouble! Let's just go back!"

"That's weird..."

"It's a bathhouse."

A handsome young boy with emerald green eyes stared at her, his face filled with surprise.

"You shouldn't be here. Get out of here now!"

"What?"

"It's almost night. Leave before it gets dark!"

"They're lighting the lamps. Get out of here! You gotta get across the river! Go! I'll distract them."

She ran down the steps and suddenly stopped. She rubbed her eye,"What's up with him?"

"Mom! Dad! C'mon quit eating! Let's get out of here!"

Her father turned around and she gasped. He was now a fat pig. The mother turned and the small child realized that she too was a pig. All the girl could do, was run.

Chihiro woke up from the terrible nightmare in a cold sweat. She looked around and saw that she was in her own room. The sixteen year old sighed deeply and threw the covers off of her. She walked towards her bedroom door and opened it slowly. Her liquid brown eyes searched the hallway for anything abnormal. Once she was sure everything was fine, she shut the door.

"Calm yourself child," Chihiro told herself,"It was just a nightmare."

Suddenly, a ringing noise erupted into the room. Chihiro jumped and looked at her dresser. It was 7:00. She ran to her alarm clock and turned it off. The room was silent again. The young girl ran to her closet and pulled out some clothes.

"I hate how we don't have uniforms! Getting dressed would be more easy!"

She pulled on a pair of jeans and her favorite t shirt that fit her a little too big. That shirt had always been too big for her. She used to wear it all the time when she was ten.

Chihiro looked around for her brush. It took her fifteen minutes until she found it underneath her bed. She pulled the brush through her soft brown hair. Once she was done, she tied her hair back into a ponytail with a purple hair tie. For some reason, when she wore that hair tie she felt safe and protected.

"Chihiro! The bus is here!!"

The young woman grabbed her bag and opened her door.

"Okay! I won't be eating breakfast this morning!"

She ran down the hall to the kitchen. Her mother was holding a plate of waffles with bacon on the side.

"Oh...," she put the plate down on the counter.

Chihiro smiled out of guilt and ran out the door. The bus pulled away as soon as she got on. She walked to an empty seat in the back and sat down.

What was that dream?

The dream seemed like a memory to Chihiro, but nothing like that ever happened to her. Maybe it was a lost memory from her past.

The boy with the eyes was really cute though