Disclaimer: I do not own these characters.
A/N: This story takes place seven years after Chihiro left the spirit bath and Haku.
Chihiro sighed as she slowly made her way home. It had been like any other day since the accident, she would go to her job at a nearby flower shop where she trimmed and primped the flowers for their buyers, she was stared at constantly because of the evidence of what had happened on that wretched day three years ago, and she had spoken to no one.
Rummaging her pale hands through her pocket and pulling out the key to her apartment, she allowed her self to think of exactly why she was now mute and disfigured.
It had been three years but even now the memories were bright and clear. They were heading to the park for a picnic, just her, her mother, and her father. It was supposed to be a happy day, a day filled with delight and laughter and it was…until her father turned a corner a little too fast and slammed into an on coming vehicle.
She was lucky; she was sitting in the back and had only gotten about half as much of the force as her parents had. When the police had arrived, she had been transported to the hospital by emergency helicopter immediately…her parents had been announced dead at the scene.
Later, while recuperating, the police had informed her that the airbags hadn't ejected and that they had been crushed beneath the assault of metal and glass.
Now, just a few years later, Chihiro was left with a hideous scar across her face and the torturing memories of what had happened.
Hanging her coat on the hanger by the door, she went into the bedroom and grabbed her pajamas before heading into the bathroom for a quick shower.
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Sharp, talon like claws landed onto a leather gloved arm. Sleek brown feathers fluttered as the falcon clicked its beak and fluttered its wings, obviously hoping for a treat.
Smiling slightly, Haku pulled one from the small pouch around his waist and fed it to the bird. He shook his head in amusement, his shoulder length raven hair twisting in the breeze from the open window as he watched the falcon devour the treat.
"You did well, Kyu." He petted the large bird's wings while taking him to the large metal cage on the far side of the room. The room itself was fairly small, Kyu's cage, three other bird cages, and cabinets filled with an array of tools, bird food, and treats took up most of the space.
Haku closed that metal cage door and checked the food and water of the bird cages before leaving the room. He just hoped that Kyu had succeeded as well as he hoped.