IM GOING TO CHANGE THE RATING OF THIS STORY TO 'M' DUE TO SEXUAL LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL SITUATIONS. BASICALLY SMUT.
I APOLOGIS TO THOSE HO DON'T LIKE SMUT,BUT PLEASE, IT ITS OK, CAN YOU ALL STILL READ THIS STORY? THANKYOU. IM PLANNING ON GOING BACK IN THE FIRST TWO CHAPTER TO TRY TO MAKE KOHAKU A LITTLE MORE IN HE STILL HAS TO BEHOPELESSLY IN LOVE WITH CHIHIRO FOR THE STORY TO MAKE SENCE.
I DON'T OWN SPIRETED AWAY.
Chapter seven
"Oh yeah!" Chihiro cried, pumping her fist in the air. She was sitting at the school fountain, looking at her mock-exam results for the fifth time. She scored 95%. All that studying paid off in the end.
She scratched the back of her left hand, a habit of nine years that she had never been able to grow out off, it always felt like there was something on her hand but whenever she looked, it was always blank.
"Chihiro!" she turned to see some of her friends ambling over. They were all younger than her by many years and all of them were girls, but they were her close friends, especially Chiyo-chan.
"Hey Chiyo-chan" Chihiro answered brightly as the three girls gathered round her.
Chiyo had dark brown hair and bright blue eyes, she and Chihiro had known each other since she was eleven years old, they were neighbours for a time, then Chiyo moved into a smaller apartment. They bonded over the fact that both their names started with 'Chi'. Chiyo lived alone since her parents worked overseas and when Chihiro had left her home after getting pregnant she had stayed at Chiyo's place. Chiyo was her constant support through her pregnancy and was Morigawa's godmother. There was no one Chihiro trusted more.
"Chihiro, you got a 95%? Congrats, all I got was 72%" she smiled jokingly "But still, it a passing grade. What about you Sachiko, Rindou?"
Sachiko and Rindou were both sixteen and sweet girls, Chihiro liked them both. They became friends when Chihiro started going to high school again.
"I did Ok" Sachiko shrugged "But Rin-chan failed big time!"
"Hey!" Rin exclaimed "It wasn't that bad 53% isn't so… … …ok, it's bad. So the girls and got I got a hold of some wine, were going to get drunk and forget out troubles till morning, you wanna come with?"
Chihiro blanched at the thought. She wanted to say no, but everyone was looking so expectantly at her, Chihiro was weak to things like that. But luckily, Chiyo stepped in "Guys, you know how much Chihiro hates Alcohol, don't even bother."
Chihiro smiled with thanks "Thanks guys, But I should get home to Mori-chan anyway. You know how she hates to be alone."
"Oh yeah" Sachiko gushed, another nice thing about her friends was that they all liked her daughter. "Tomorrow can we come over? I'll bring chocolate cake, the one Mori likes most. It's been ages since we've seen her since we've been studying so much. Please!"
Chihiro laughed "Of course, I know she'd love that. Especially if it involves sweets."
"Ok, the Chiyo, we'll meet you later at your place"
"Yeah, se you then" and then they went their separate ways. Chiyo and Chihiro lived in the same direction so they walked home together. After a few minutes Chihiro spoke "Thanks for getting me out of that one Chiyo-chan."
"Don't mention it; I know how you hate drinking."
"It's not so much drinking, I hate how when you're drunk, everything makes sense."
Drink was the reason why she had lost so much of her life before. On her fifteenth birthday her friend had gotten her hands on some drink and had a party and Chihiro stupidly got drunk and even more stupidly mistook her rapist for someone else, making it consensual. Only to wake up the next morning in a dingy hotel alone with cum all over her thighs. She had been so drunk she dreamt of Kohaku, and in her mind, she thought she had been sleeping with him. It wasn't so surprising, considering that she missed him so much.
Chihiro had just…wanted to see him so badly. In her dream, she had gone to that hotel because she was too afraid to go home. Then Kohaku showed up, all grown up. He was so hansom, with his dark black hair reaching beyond his shoulders, out as usual, dressed in a striking Yukata, he looked like some Heian era hero. She had been so happy, even if it was a dream, just to see him again.
In her dream he loved her so tenderly it made her cry, and all the while he kept telling her how much he loved her. For a fifteen year old, it was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced; it felt perverted but so right at the same time.
They made love all night long, she thought she lost her virginity to the person she loved. It was such a beautiful dream, with such a bitter ending.
Her rapist stuck her with the bill and a baby.
But Morigawa was the most beautiful thing she had ever had, there wasn't a day she wasn't happy for her little girl. Though Chihiro still sometimes thought about him, she had given up long ago any hope of him ever coming. Now she only lived for her daughter. That was why she worked so hard in school.
Morigawa…What would Kohaku think of her?
Would he be disappointed because Mori wasn't his? Would he love Mori anyway?
Morigawa was drawing a picture of Haku-san in the school library; she was using lots of colours. She wanted to give it to him later as a present. But she wasn't as good at drawing as mama was. Mama was really good at drawing and painting, she was learning it in her school and she always got really good marks. Morigawa wanted to be just like her when she grew up.
She was just colouring in the blue on his Yukata when she heard someone come in.
"Hello" he cried, trying to sound assertive and hating how her voice came out so childish.
"Oh, Ogino-san" a old voice called out. Morigawa sighed; it was just Rindoumi-sensei, the music teacher and chorus club counsellor. "Sensei" Mori called softly.
Sensei was an old woman way in her fifties, she was often kind to Morigawa which as why the girl liked her. "Ogino-san, what a coincidence, I've been looking for you."
"Me sensei?"
The teacher crouched down as best she could till she was level with Morigawa and smiled in what she thought was an encouraging way. Morigawa sighed; this was what she hated though, when people treated her like she was stupid. "Ogino-san, you know I'm the councillor for the chorus club right?"
"Yes?"
"Well in a few days were going to perform at the School music festival. Usually, Mei-san performs the solo, but recently she's been slacking off and acting very silly" she explained in a soft babying voice. "I really didn't know what to do. But I couldn't help but over hear you singing in the courtyard today at lunch. I must say Ogino-san, you have a remarkably lovely voice. It's very beautiful, I was so surprised. And so grown up too."
Morigawa smiled "Yeah, I sing for Mama sometimes, she says it makes everything better, so I sing lots so I can sing well for mama when she's sad."
"That's nice dear" she replied, but not really caring "But this is what I was thinking. Since Mei-san doesn't want her singing part, I was wondering if you might sing instead."
"Really!" Morigawa was exited, she loved singing, and the idea of singing in front of people was exiting.
"Yes, really. It would be great if the schools smartest and youngest student sang, I'm sure everyone would like it, and the board of directors will be there too. So do you want to try?"
"Oh yes! I would like that very much!"
"Really? You won't be scared?"
"I won't, I promise, I love singing!"
"Pinkie promise?" she said, holding out her pinkie.
Morigawa stared at it 'really' but without a complaint she hooked it around the lady's pinkie and shook it "Promise! Oh" she frowned "But what about Mei-san, won't she be angry with me? She doesn't like me very much."
"I promise everything will be fine. She won't have anything to say."
But Morigawa wasn't so sure.
Kohaku smiled as he smelt Morigawa's fresh earthen scent beside his river. It had been a few weeks since the last time he had visited the human world to recharge his river, and was glad to see the child again so soon. She reminded him of something familiar and soothing. Kohaku was happy with her scent.
He found her on the bank of his river, dangling her feet in with a bored in her lap, she looked to be drawing something. Suddenly she turned "Haku-san" she cried happily "You came!"
"Morigawa, you really like my river, don't you"
"Un!" she nodded and took a paper lying next to her and held it out to him "Look, I made this for you."
He took it and sat beside her, holding the paper as he dangled his legs into the water the second the two elements met, the river began drawing Chi energy from him hungrily, it didn't hurt, it tickled mostly. He rolled open the paper and frowned, then smiled "Oh, is this me?"
"Yeah" she said, grinning "Do you like it?"
"It's very nice." It was in a childish way. "It's not going to win any art competitions" but it was thoughtful and sweet. A crayon drawing of him in his Yukata under a tree and next to him was a scribble that looked like Morigawa, and they were holding hands. "And this is you?"
"Un!"
But holding Morigawa's other hand was a drawing of a woman. She was tall with brown hair, the face was just two grey dots and a big red lipped smile. "Who's this?"
"Mama!"
"I see" so this was her famous mother. Kohaku felt like he knew her personally, since Morigawa was always talking about her; there wasn't a single conversation where her mother didn't pop up. He thought it was sweet that the child thought so much of her mother.
"That's me" Morigawa said, leaning over and pointing at the drawing of her "That's you and that's Mama! I drew you both because I love you both the best!"
"You love me huh?" he smiled
"Yeah, I love Haku-san; you're one of my favourite people ever!"
HIs heart felt warm as he looked into the earnest face of the child. He couldn't explain it, but it felt important to be accepted by her. Morigawa was quickly becoming very precious to him, she chanced away the loneliness in his heart that was left by Chihiro in a way no one else could. From the moment she came into his life, things started feeling better. He slept more, ate more and felt so much more…happy than before. He ruffled her hair "I love you too Morigawa."
She beamed and snuggled into his side. Kohaku, who usually did not like physical contact, strangle did not mind the child's presence
"Kohaku-san, guess what!"
"Hm?"
"I'm gonna sing in a concert soon"
"Oh, you an sing" he asked, a little surprised.
"Yeah, I love singing! I'm gonna sing in the assembly!"
"Is that good?"
"That's very good! I get to sing the main part in front of everyone! But I'm still a little worried?"
"Oh, and why's that"
"Cause I'm scared hat Mei-san will be angry?"
"Mei-san?"
"Yeah, she's like a witch. She's mean and scary and she doesn't like me. And she does mean things to me, like once she glued my chair to the floor so I couldn't get up and she had her friends cut the seams on my shoes when it was really hot and she's done lots of other things. She's always picking on me and I can't say anything because it'll trouble mama. I hate her!"
"It seems this Mei…wait, was she the one who cut your shoes before?"
"Yeah, it hurt. I really hate her, and now I'm scared she'll do something to me again. Because she was supposed to do the solo, but Sensei gave it to me because she never comes to practice. But she won't like me taking her part. But I really wanna sing!" Morigawa sniffed and began colouring again. "Sensei said nothing will happen, but I don't believe her because teachers always that and the bullies still win. It's not fair."
"Some would say life's not fair" He said.
"Well is should be. Life should be fair all the time." she sniffed.
Kohaku smiled. Morigawa sometimes reminded him a little of the younger Chihiro, the way they looked when trying to be strong as the same. Perhaps they would look very similar when she was ten also. Maybe his Chihiro was dead and this was her reincarnation?
Kohaku half blanched and half laughed at he thought. With his terrible luck, it was most likely.
"So it's decided, if Mei-san decides to bully me, Kohaku-san will protect me!" she suddenly announced.
Kohaku blinked "Me?"
"Yea, You. Because I don't think the teachers would try had enough, so I don't trust them. But if it's Kohaku-san, then I know I'll be ok."
There was one thing Kohaku was weak to, and that was being depended on. Especially by cute human girls who looked like his beloved. As she asked this, all he could see was Chihiro, when she begged him to help her help her parents, and he had been powerless against her then. Justas he felt powerless now.
"Yes" he said "If you need me, you only need to come here and call for me, and I will come no matter what."
"Because we're friends, right?"
"Yes."
NEW CHAPTER AFTER SO LONG.
AS I SAID PREVIOUSLY, IVE UPPED THE RATEING. NEXT CHAPTER WILL HAVE A SMUT SCENE. I DON'T WANT TO SAY 'DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE SMUT' BECAUSEI REALLY WISH YU WOULD ALL STILL READ, BUT I DON'T WANT FLAMES EITHER. SO…YEAH. ANYWAY, I NEED THIS TO BE SMUT.
I HAVE ALREADY HALF WRITTEN THE NEXT HAPTER, SO PLEASE REVIEW LOTS AND ILL PUT IT UP.
