DISCLAIMER: Spirited Away is not mine.
Forgotten Memories
By: xxxLOVE
SUMMARY: In order for Haku to fulfill his promise to come back to Chihiro, he has to have his memory erased. Chihiro, who still loves Haku, tries to rebuild his memory and win the relationship they once had.
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CHAPTER 1
Meeting Once Again
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Chihiro sat on the cherry blossom tree root with a red glossy pen at hand and a sheet of paper supported by a random hardbound book on her lap. She was in her backyard surrounded by various sizes of pots filled with different flowers and abandoned weeds. The cherry blossom tree sprinkled pink petals on the sea of grass making it look like someone dotted aimlessly at the grass with a light pink marker. There was a vegetable garden by the tree that her mother made long time ago. The garden now only contained beige withered sprouts.
It was early in the morning and the sun was hiding behind the house giving everything a heartwarming glow. Chihiro sighed as she began to tap her pen noisily against the paper disrupting the peace that filled the air a moment ago. After a minute of thinking she began writing. She let the words flow to the paper. The silent scraping of the pen was the only sound heard besides the soft ruffle the wind made. When the pen stopped, she studied the paper, rereading her handwriting for mistakes.
Finding none, she smiled triumphantly and stood from her sitting place. She took her pen and book on one hand and the paper in the other and walked across the backyard, stepping over potted flowers and abandoned holes yet to be filled with vegetables. She pushed the backdoor with her back and wandered right into the kitchen.
Chihiro placed the written paper in her school binder where other homework papers were placed. She placed the hardbound book lazily on the kitchen counter and the pen in her pocket. Chihiro swung her book bag over the shoulder and held her binder under on arm. She took a cereal bar from the pantry and blow-kissed to a tiny wooden frame on the counter containing an old black-and-white picture showing a woman smiling in an elegant dress and a wineglass in one hand. Chihiro left the house, locking the door securely and headed for school.
Chihiro was 16 years old now with only one parent-her father. Her mother died from heart disease 2 years ago. (Chihiro's mother was the woman in the picture) Since her father couldn't pay off much of the bills, Chihiro works part-time at a restaurant. She also manages to pay half of her student tuition at Ganahawa High School.
This week however was essay week at Chihiro's school and Chihiro's already busy week had become more stressful. So she always does her essays at the last minute in the morning in the backyard, when her train of thought began. She would let her thoughts wander aimlessly around, picking a subject to write about. Sometimes her mind would touch at random subjects like animals, feelings, people and sometimes even love.
Chihiro was single despite her beauty. She had turned down every boy who asked her to dance, and blocked every boy from her heart. She had and always will have room in her heart for that only boy that completed her. AHEMhakuAHEM
Chihiro peeled of the wrapper of her cereal bar and began munching the crisp grains. Chihiro glanced at her watch and groaned. She was late AGAIN. Chihiro began to brisk walk. This would be the fourth day she has been tardy.
When she arrived at the entrance of her school-which was in beige bricks and topped with a dark brownish reddish roof, she took a deep breath of the morning air and pushed the maroon colored door.
The halls were silent with only the muffled talks of teachers and students. Chihiro tiptoed her way to the door of her homeroom which was at the very end of the hall. She took a peek inside to see if the teacher was blabbing -because it was considered rude to walk in while the teacher was blabbing I mean talking- and then Chihiro gasped at what she saw.
There in front of the class with the teacher stood a guy that Chihiro faintly remembered. The guy had chin length dark hair and dark forest green eyes. He was in the school uniform- and looking pretty darn handsome if I do say so myself.
But it was as though the unfamiliar but familiar guy read Chihiro's mind, and tuned to look at her wide brown eyes. Soon then everybody's eyes stared at her shocked ones. Chihiro gulped down her courage and turned the doorknob.
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