Emerald eyes lurked in the dark forest of the spirit world. No light filtered its way in, so the young spirit used his senses to guide him. He had been wandering around into the early hours of the morning trying to sort out the thoughts in his mind. That human hadn't come into his mind which seemed to be a record breaking experience for the dragon. What he couldn't understand was that abnormal pit he had within his soul. He knew it had something to do with the human, but it was growing more then ever. If he happened to lay eyes on her once more, he didn't know how he would react. His heart beat a bit faster at the thought of seeing her again, but his mind told the heart to calm down; for there was never going to be a time when he was going to see her again.
A light breeze rustled the trees above him and he just stood in a dim clearing lit by the moon. The peacefulness of his surroundings soothed the anger he was abruptly feeling those hours ago. He knew he had to go back to the bathhouse soon because of the work that had to be accomplished. The young spirit only wished that he was free to do as he wanted. He was obviously broken of the spell Yubaba had put on him with stealing his na,e, but he had no where else to go really. He could just tell the old witch he was going to leave, and he could return to his river.
As the emerald eyed man stood there a slight feeling of abandonment crept into him. He never really had any friends except for a certain witch he kept close; the witch that lived in the middle of nowhere at Swamp Bottom. The young spirit knew he could go to her with any problems, but he hadn't visited her in ages. Those emerald eyes turned in the direction of Swamp Bottom and he had made up his mind. That's the direction he was going to go in to seek advice on this disturbing pit he had.
His sank to all fours as a dragon took the place of his spirit/human stature. His green scales wavered in the breeze and reflected the light of the moon. His dragon form had grew quite a bit and his emerald eyes had gotten a bit of a darker green. The darkening of his eyes symbolized the aging of this dragon. Here stood a once Great River God who was going to find his purpose once more, and settle the problems he was feeling.
The girl sat the witch's table eating down a rice cake. All her fears were suddenly swept away because she truly felt safe in this domain. Meanwhile the witch stood on the other side of the room wondering what to do with this case. Shadow spirits usually just roamed around the spirit world with no purpose. Only very few lived among humans themselves, and those were most likely slaves. This girl was so innocent yet she was contained in the damn state of a shadow spirit. The young girl was in a situation that she might not even ever get out of.
"Granny do you have more food?" The young girl asked. The witch turned around to face hat black silhouette that was once a beautiful ten year old human.
"Yes dear. No Face do you mind getting Chihiro another rice cake?"
"Uh...Uh Uhhh." No Face nodded quickly and glided to the other side of the room in search of another rice cake.
The witch moved away from the window and took a seat in front of the of the tall lean black silhouette.
"Why did you do it Chihiro? Why did you kill yourself?" The girl looked up and said nothing for a moment, but a few sentences slipped.
"Because that love I had for that damn dragon never went away. I knew I wasn't ever going to see him again. If this was the only way I was ever going to see him then I was willing to kill myself." The witch just stared at the young girl. Humans emotions took hold of them so easily. This girl was tricked into believing the dragon was ever going to come get her. The witch knew what the dragon felt, but she didn't know he would isolate his feelings so much.
"Child he wasn't ever going to come. Spirits aren't aloud to enter the Human World for any reason. Seeing you, to the gods, wouldn't have been the greatest reason but-"
"I don't want to hear it" she mumbled. "That dragon made me beileve he was going to come and he never did. I have been waiting ten years so far, and nothing had changed. That dra-"
The young girl was interrupted by a loud knock at the door. No Face, the Witch, and the girl all turned their heads to the cedar wood door. The witch hesitantly got up and walked to the door. She slowly grasped the nob, and pulled the door open. There stood a tall lean, green haired, emerald eyed man. His hair was a bit longer then shoulder length, but was tied back with a hair tie. The witches eyes widened, and stared. The dragon formed a soft smile towards the witch and nodded.
"It's nice to see you again Zeniba."
"Same to you Kohaku."
"May I come in?" The dragon asked softly.
"Of course." The witch hesitantly moved to the side so the green haired man could make his way in. As the dragon walked in he eyed the cozy surroundings. He absolutely loved coming here in his time of troubles. His eyes then caught something out of the ordinary. A human looking girl sat at the table with flowing chestnut hair. Her deep brown eyes stared into his. His eyes widened as did hers. He stood there in awe as reality hit him. He managed to get one word out.
"Chihiro?"
"Haku?"
Well here's the next chapter. Just to clarify anything if you noticed at the end of this chapter Haku saw Chihiro as a normal looking human, while everyone else saw here as a black silhouette, or a shadow spirit. This wasn't a mistake in my writing, it was supposed to be written like that. So why does Haku see Chihiro as a normal 20 year old you ask well...You'll find out in the next chapter :P I want to thank everyone who has reviewed this story so far. Also for everyone who just reads this story I thank you as well. Well I'll be updating 2 times this upcoming week so don't expect to wait that long :P Adios everyone! :)
