Disclaimer: I do not own Spirited Away, any of it's charecters or the world they live in. I did make up a few charecters of my own and if they or the story line is bad that is my fault, not Hayao Miyazaki or Studio Ghibli
Hi! this is my first fanfic ever (just thought I'd mention that before you read it). It is set about five years after the movie. I will be hopfully adding more SOON. I hope you like it. I know it is short.
I stared at the gate before me, the red wall with the walkway through it which was the only gate to the Spirit World, to Lin, to Zeniba, to Haku. Ever since I rescued my parents and returned to reality, I had felt lost. Like this world held no more beauty for me.
About a year after I had returned I had come here for the first time after Dad's shortcut; ready to walk through the gate before me and across the bridge to the bath house. But that first time, like all the others, I couldn't do it. I couldn't leave my parents, I couldn't leave my new friends and most recently I couldn't leave my 10-year-old cousin, Hana, whom we had taken in after her parents had died in a car crash four years ago.
With one last longing glance at the wall I turned around and started the long walk home, little did I know that I had been watched.
