Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Spirited Away. Hayao Miyazaki deserves all the credit for such a great movie.
A Side Note: Please tell me of my mistakes and enjoy. Also, this is going to be a very short chapter but the next one will make up for it ten fold.
::Chapter 2: Run Away::
Riku slammed the door to his room as he listened to his family blabbering on about Chihiro leaving for college the next morning. They were planning how to get all her things to her dorm and what they'd let her leave at home in the attic if it couldn't all go in. Chihiro had been sitting there smiling and laughing like it was nothing to leave her little brother behind. So, Riku left and retreated to his own room.
The door was locked behind him and he crept to his closet where he had his backpack. He knelt down to it and unzipped it with care. Inside of the bag laid spare clothes, cards with his name on them, and a few other objects that suggested he was taking an extended trip somewhere. Riku put some more clothes in the bag and crammed a few more objects in until it was stuffed full. Knowing he'd not be noticed til later, he stuffed a few random objects under his blankets and arranged them until they looked almost like a sleeping version of him.
With that he unlocked the door and slid out of the first story window of his room.
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"Chihiro! Is your brother in here with you?" The urgent voice of her mother said tossing objects around the room.
Chihiro looked up from her work on a box and shook her head. "Nope. I haven't seen him since last night. Why?" Her eyes moved back to her taping.
The older woman sat down on the edge of her daughter's now bare bed and hung her head in despair. "We can't find him. He must have left sometime in the night. A-and we don't know where he went." She cried into her hands as she sat there.
The younger girl stood up and went to sit beside her mother. Her arm went around the woman and she spoke in a soothing voice. "He was probably just trying to be an attention hog and went over to a friends house. Why don't you let me call his friends and see if I can find him. Give me an hour. Why don't you close up the rest of these boxes for me while I look okay?" Chihiro looked at her mother who could only nod. Her daughter then went out of the room to begin her search.
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"He's not at your place either. Well, thank you anyway. Call us if he turns up." The small family was huddled around the phone and despair hung heavily in the room. Chihiro should have left hours before but the family had been forced to set down and call every possible number they could find. This was there last hope.
Her father would have been more frustrated if they'd found him but hours of searching had brought them nothing. "That boy. What could drive him to be so stupid at a time like this?" Her father muttered from behind his large hands.
"He's been acting so strange this summer. He used to be such a good boy. Do you think it's the Higurashi boy he's been hanging out with?" Chihiro heard the words being said by her parents but she was focused on two words. This summer. It was true. He'd been weird all summer. Ever since she'd shown him the entry to the Spirit World.
Her answer clicked into place and without her having to think too hard on the topic, she stood up. "I know where he went. It might take me a few days to catch up with him though so if I don't come back right away, you know why." Her parents looked up at her with a sad look in their both sets of their eyes. "Don't worry, I'll make sure he comes back safe and sound."
With that, she hurried to her room and grabbed a bag of clothes. "Please let me in." Chihiro said, remembering her previously failed attempts to enter the world that had Haku.
She could hardly believe that she was once again returning to the entry to the Spirit World.