Shitza: Oh well, it's me again. With a much shorter fic this time. Max, 10 chapters I think. Anyway, this is slightly different from my previous one, a bit deeper and reflecting over life. Now there will be no more time for me to talk, because I know I can go on forever.

But I have some notes to tell before I start. (I am hopeless I know) These chapters are written in two perspectives, in which both are very much alike, each other. One in Haku's and one in Chihiro'. It will go on like this for quite a while, but I think it still sounds good.

Oh well, here goes nothing. Trapped in Time by me. I hope you'll read it.

Ps: If there is any complains about this being really dark, because it is sadder then my usual writing, I will make this R-rated (M-rated).

Trapped in Time

Chapter 1 Alone

She smiled, remembering him for what he was, for what he had done and for who he was. His dark green hair in the wind, his olive eyes gazing warmly at her. His scent, his voice his hands. The feelings they shared before they parted. She still remembered her, in her dreams. But once she woke up, he was gone yet again.

Her name is Chihiro, a sixteen-year-old girl with long brown hair and chocolate coloured eyes. She was the lone soul upon Earth, because ever since she was ten she had been wandering without any company, or any friends at all. She didn't need any friends; all she needed was her dreams, the dreams that calmed her from inside as she walked upon the empty or crowded streets. People around her behaved like people should. She was lost, in her own mind.

Chihiro sighed. She had moved once again. She was used to it, her father never stayed at the sae place in more then two years. Ever since she had been born she had been moving around the whole Japan. She never liked it; she wasn't good at making no friends or talk to people at all. She was the one to stand silent as other girls and boys laughed and had a wonderful time together.

She was afraid of growing up, not wanting to know what the future had in store for her. She missed her childhood, but didn't exactly know why. Nothing had really changed since then. There was something in her mind though those made her believe she had once been happy. Happy, about what? She couldn't remember, as if a barrier held those memories away from her.

Her parents always kept a close watch over her. She knew why. Two times in her life she had tried to commit suicide. She had used both razors and thrown herself out from a bridge, but nothing seemed to work as if her time had not come. She had woken up two times at hospital, shaken but still alive. People believed her to be mental, another reason for her being so alone.

She stood by a simple bus stop, waiting for the next bus home. Her day had been as usual, bullies, homework and once again someone had managed to sneak into her locker, stealing her money. She didn't mind, her mother paid for everything.

'Why do I feel like there is a part missing in me? Why am I so alone? Why am I so distant?'

But she had never received answers for her questions. Instead the bus finally arrived, taking her back to another reality. She would never be whole, she would never find friends. She would always be distant.

He remembered her, for what she was, for what she had done and for who she was. Her brown hair floating in his waters, her brown her gazing lovingly at him. Her scent of cinnamon, her, her voice and her soft hands. The promise he had made her before she had gone through the borders of this world. He still remembered her, every day, ever hour, every minute and second. He knew why, he loved her.

His name is Kohaku, or Haku just for short. He is an ancient Dragon spirit with the powers over his river. Shoulder length green hair and bright olive eyes light up his old face. He is the lone soul in his world, the spirit world or Kamikakushi in Japanese. Ever since six years back he had been a free soul, free from contracts to his once evil mistress Yubaba. But Yubaba was dead now, a shadow spirit had taken her life, leaving nothing behind. So he was free, free to do everything he wanted, except cross the borders to the human world. For the rules forbade all spiritual life to do so. So he was trapped, in time and love, unable to do anything he would desire or love.

Kohaku sighed; he had tried to cross the barrier several times, not thinking of the laws or rules around this world. But the barrier was much too strong for him to cross. His friends from the Bathhouse had tried to cheer him up, but failed. He had his promise he would have to keep and he wouldn't stop believing he could do it. But in his efforts spirits had stopped believing in him and left him in his own grief. So he became isolated from everyone and everything. He was alone in everything he did and desired.

He was afraid of loosing her, for then he knew he would loose his heart and destroy himself from inside. He remembered everything about her, for no barriers could go through his feelings of love. He had been so happy with her, but now so sad she was gone.

The worst was to know how she felt. He knew she had tried to die two times now. He had been the one to stop her. He hated to see her cry, but he didn't want to break his promise and he knew they would have to meet again, before either of them died. Her death would have been to early.

He lay under a huge tree, looking up in the sky, looking at a pair of birds singing softly. His day had been as it usually was, filled with magic, power and hate. Nothing ever changed, now for him. Older spirits teased him, some hated him and others wanted him dead. That was the cliché of being so old and yet so powerful.

'Why can't I go through? Why can't I keep my promise to her? Why must I suffer?'

But he had never received some answers for his question, but as the birds flew away reality hit him. He would never get through the barrier. He would never be able to keep his promise. He would have to suffer, for all eternity.

Shitza. So, what do you think? Boring huh? Will Chihiro and Haku get together? Will the promise be kept? What will happen next?

Find out next time!

Shitza