Reaching Out
Author: AleuFireGoddess
Summary: Chihiro returns to the spirit bathhouse after 5 years. The only thing she wants is to see her friends again, especially Haku. But some serious changes have been underway since her departure, at the bathhouse and with herself, and things aren't as they were. How will she reach out to the people she loves and get things back to normal? Rated PG-13 for adult language and possibly some adult content as well. Just being careful! No flaming because I am FLAME RETARDANT!! ^^v
Disclaimer: I do not own Spirited Away or the characters involved nor do I intend to make money off of this story. So don't sue us, cuz we da po' folk!
Chapter: 3 Hurt
When she was almost across, she came along a most particularly damp and moldy section of pipe and her hands could no longer hold on. She looked up, searching for a way to get up, but no savior came to her and she fell, plummeting down to the rocky railroad tracks.
Her eyes filled with tears as she felt the ground nearing. Unlike what she heard in stories, her life didn't flash before her eyes. Just Haku. It felt strange to think she would never talk to him face to face, and she closed her eyes. "Sayonara.."
She waited, but nothing happened. It was a long fall, but not that long. A soaring sensation came over her, like when she came with Haku from Zeniiba's home. Haku!
Honey eyes slowly opened. Maybe she was already dead? No, she felt softness beneath her, like fur. Fur? Her eyes were now completely open and she found herself on the back of a great dragon. The Kalaku River dragon. "Haku?" she asked timidly.
The dragon growled angrily, which she took as a yes, and she sighed. "Why don't you remember?!" she shouted angrily. Jade eyes looked at her with a sneer and he swerved. "Okay, no more questions or I get bucked. Pleasant," she thought morbidly.
From there they rode on silently to his chambers where she was dropped rudely 12 feet above ground. She rubbed her head and combed her wind-blown hair with her fingers. Feeling rather askew, she gazed around at the newly revised chamber.
It was bleak with absolutely no color and a lack of perspective. She truly was glad she didn't live here. Unfortunately, a fun game of 'look-at-the- drab-décor' (note the sarcasm?) put a little less of her attention on the guards. She was quickly roped up without any way to escape.
From the shadows, a completely changed back Haku emerged. "Well, well, well. Here's the imposter we've been looking for. How, in all of God's good name, did you find out about this place? Or of Lady Chihiro for that matter?"
She frowned. "Because I AM Chihiro. Chihiro Ogino.. I came here 5 years ago? I can't believe you forgot!"
"I could never forget my Chihiro!" He slapped her across the face, bringing stinging (I love alliterations! XP) tears to her eyes. "How dare you suggest such a thing? Hmph!"
He stepped away to talk to a tall spirit wearing a black hood (sound like any executioners you know of? Mine is currently U.R.Dead. ^.~). It looked suspiciously like No-Face, and she frowned again. "What is with you people?!" she thought angrily.
Haku returned. "No-Fa-- the executioner wishes to have you burned at the stake and I give my consent. You are to be sent directly with Rin at midnight for execution, imposter!" He slapped her once more and walked away, leaving her sobbing with only the guards and a now very large Bou as company.
"But.. I loved you, Haku. How could you not trust me?" she said aloud. Bou looked at her sadly, but said nothing nor made any means to help her.
*~Several Hours Later~*
Chihiro had tried diligently to escape, wriggling in every direction to loosen the ropes. But all her attempts succeeded at were causing the ropes to dig into her arms and wrists. She was sore and her eyes were dry from crying, as was her throat.
For 3 hours now the normal jubilee of noise emerged from the bathes below. Calls for food, herbal water, and a clean bath were never-ending and she was so tired it was becoming hard to decipher one from another.
One blurred into another and she almost didn't hear the footsteps approaching. A brown-haired girl entered. "Rin? Is that you?" Chihiro squeaked out. "Shut-up, you dope!" Rin said, smiling. She winked, and then her serious face returned. "Gomen nasai, Sen. But I must."
She took Chihiro down from her bindings and the blood dripped down pale fingers. She winced as she moved to the elevator, and she leaned against the painted wood, panting. Her eyes looked firey in the light, almost demonic and her expression cold.
She finally reached the outside, passing by the crowds which shunned her name. She glared at them, the fire burning in her eyes. She didn't take curses to her name lightly.
Haku glared at her, but a smirk crossed his face. He was really going to enjoy this. And this angered her. She had loved him and this is what she got? Wonderful.
Again she was tied, this time more loosely and to a large stake. She couldn't believe it; they were actually going to burn her. No one would do anything. She smelled a gas, which was very pungent, and heard the roar of a fire, most likely on a torch.
It was odd, what happened next. Her eyes were downcast awaiting her fate, and the torch loomed behind her. Haku watched her, and the light angled off her hair, showing it's true sheen; a nice shade of cedar brown. Her eyes lacked any light and showed as pure brown as tree bark (nice to have your eyes compared to tree bark, ne?)
He blinked. "Chi-chihiro?" he said quietly. The light had reflected upon her so perfectly, like taking 5 years away from her life. It was her! "No! Stop the execution!" he screamed at No-Face. But it was too late. He dropped the burning torch and the fire burst around her.
~*~*~
A/N: Righty-o then. Jolly good pip, don't you think? That took a little bit of thought and I am quite proud of it really. Chapter 4 up soon, hopefully. Just gotta think of a good plot past what I already have bubbling in my brain. Hrm.. . Well, I'm going for a nice crumpet over tea with Kamajii so.. love and peace! ^^v
Author: AleuFireGoddess
Summary: Chihiro returns to the spirit bathhouse after 5 years. The only thing she wants is to see her friends again, especially Haku. But some serious changes have been underway since her departure, at the bathhouse and with herself, and things aren't as they were. How will she reach out to the people she loves and get things back to normal? Rated PG-13 for adult language and possibly some adult content as well. Just being careful! No flaming because I am FLAME RETARDANT!! ^^v
Disclaimer: I do not own Spirited Away or the characters involved nor do I intend to make money off of this story. So don't sue us, cuz we da po' folk!
Chapter: 3 Hurt
When she was almost across, she came along a most particularly damp and moldy section of pipe and her hands could no longer hold on. She looked up, searching for a way to get up, but no savior came to her and she fell, plummeting down to the rocky railroad tracks.
Her eyes filled with tears as she felt the ground nearing. Unlike what she heard in stories, her life didn't flash before her eyes. Just Haku. It felt strange to think she would never talk to him face to face, and she closed her eyes. "Sayonara.."
She waited, but nothing happened. It was a long fall, but not that long. A soaring sensation came over her, like when she came with Haku from Zeniiba's home. Haku!
Honey eyes slowly opened. Maybe she was already dead? No, she felt softness beneath her, like fur. Fur? Her eyes were now completely open and she found herself on the back of a great dragon. The Kalaku River dragon. "Haku?" she asked timidly.
The dragon growled angrily, which she took as a yes, and she sighed. "Why don't you remember?!" she shouted angrily. Jade eyes looked at her with a sneer and he swerved. "Okay, no more questions or I get bucked. Pleasant," she thought morbidly.
From there they rode on silently to his chambers where she was dropped rudely 12 feet above ground. She rubbed her head and combed her wind-blown hair with her fingers. Feeling rather askew, she gazed around at the newly revised chamber.
It was bleak with absolutely no color and a lack of perspective. She truly was glad she didn't live here. Unfortunately, a fun game of 'look-at-the- drab-décor' (note the sarcasm?) put a little less of her attention on the guards. She was quickly roped up without any way to escape.
From the shadows, a completely changed back Haku emerged. "Well, well, well. Here's the imposter we've been looking for. How, in all of God's good name, did you find out about this place? Or of Lady Chihiro for that matter?"
She frowned. "Because I AM Chihiro. Chihiro Ogino.. I came here 5 years ago? I can't believe you forgot!"
"I could never forget my Chihiro!" He slapped her across the face, bringing stinging (I love alliterations! XP) tears to her eyes. "How dare you suggest such a thing? Hmph!"
He stepped away to talk to a tall spirit wearing a black hood (sound like any executioners you know of? Mine is currently U.R.Dead. ^.~). It looked suspiciously like No-Face, and she frowned again. "What is with you people?!" she thought angrily.
Haku returned. "No-Fa-- the executioner wishes to have you burned at the stake and I give my consent. You are to be sent directly with Rin at midnight for execution, imposter!" He slapped her once more and walked away, leaving her sobbing with only the guards and a now very large Bou as company.
"But.. I loved you, Haku. How could you not trust me?" she said aloud. Bou looked at her sadly, but said nothing nor made any means to help her.
*~Several Hours Later~*
Chihiro had tried diligently to escape, wriggling in every direction to loosen the ropes. But all her attempts succeeded at were causing the ropes to dig into her arms and wrists. She was sore and her eyes were dry from crying, as was her throat.
For 3 hours now the normal jubilee of noise emerged from the bathes below. Calls for food, herbal water, and a clean bath were never-ending and she was so tired it was becoming hard to decipher one from another.
One blurred into another and she almost didn't hear the footsteps approaching. A brown-haired girl entered. "Rin? Is that you?" Chihiro squeaked out. "Shut-up, you dope!" Rin said, smiling. She winked, and then her serious face returned. "Gomen nasai, Sen. But I must."
She took Chihiro down from her bindings and the blood dripped down pale fingers. She winced as she moved to the elevator, and she leaned against the painted wood, panting. Her eyes looked firey in the light, almost demonic and her expression cold.
She finally reached the outside, passing by the crowds which shunned her name. She glared at them, the fire burning in her eyes. She didn't take curses to her name lightly.
Haku glared at her, but a smirk crossed his face. He was really going to enjoy this. And this angered her. She had loved him and this is what she got? Wonderful.
Again she was tied, this time more loosely and to a large stake. She couldn't believe it; they were actually going to burn her. No one would do anything. She smelled a gas, which was very pungent, and heard the roar of a fire, most likely on a torch.
It was odd, what happened next. Her eyes were downcast awaiting her fate, and the torch loomed behind her. Haku watched her, and the light angled off her hair, showing it's true sheen; a nice shade of cedar brown. Her eyes lacked any light and showed as pure brown as tree bark (nice to have your eyes compared to tree bark, ne?)
He blinked. "Chi-chihiro?" he said quietly. The light had reflected upon her so perfectly, like taking 5 years away from her life. It was her! "No! Stop the execution!" he screamed at No-Face. But it was too late. He dropped the burning torch and the fire burst around her.
~*~*~
A/N: Righty-o then. Jolly good pip, don't you think? That took a little bit of thought and I am quite proud of it really. Chapter 4 up soon, hopefully. Just gotta think of a good plot past what I already have bubbling in my brain. Hrm.. . Well, I'm going for a nice crumpet over tea with Kamajii so.. love and peace! ^^v