Unread mail
By: Dark fire angel
DFA: *Is doing her final exams, but still, can't stop writing fics* >_>
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The wind was harsh and it blew past the desolate street, almost as if trying to push the trees over in its might and fury, and through this weather a dark haired boy walked, hands tucked inside his jeans. One could tell his expression was sober as he allowed the gusts of wind to play with his hair, which swayed with motion, "Wish I could touch you, hold you for real…" he whispered to the silence around him closing his eyes in order to sigh, "But I can't seem to reach you, no matter how much I try," he reopened his eyes to reveal a stunning green as he reached a certain house, standing under one of the windows.
Haku had crossed the barrier that separated both worlds; both the spirit world and the human world… but still it hadn't been enough, try as he might he had only been but a ghost, a memory, a soul without a body in her world. He had come to her like he had promised, but she never saw him, and although he was certain she could actually tell he was there, it wasn't enough, "My energy is not enough," he couldn't help but hiss slightly into the night as he directed his gaze up to the window, knowing who was sleeping inside, but also knowing he was unable to reach her.
All he could do was watch over her, cringing at the thought of her being alone, waiting for him but never seeing him… it had been almost too much to bear, but it had been worth it, for one day he came up with the solution; if ghosts were able to 'touch' things, push them… poke them with mental power, then so should he. He had practiced pushing cans with his mind power, prodding at them with his fingers, allowing the nergy to flow through them till he had been able to move the cans… it had taken him quite a while, but soon after, he was not only able to move cans, but doors, furniture… he had even managed to type with a keyboard, pressing the keys with his will power till they wrote messages.
However, each time he did this, his power was worn out… and he had to rest, so it had been impossible to communicate much at all with her, "Curse the barrier," he muttered as he closed his eyes, suddenly levitating from the ground in order to reach the window he had been watching from below, "Curse it over and over again…" he knew his voice could not reach her, but he didn't mind… as long as he was able to let her know he was near, nothing mattered, and with this thought in mind, he went through the closed window easily, landing inside her room.
There she was, asleep still in her bed, such a sight to see… and still he couldn't do much but watch her, which made it frustrating for him, "Chihiro?" he sat on the bed, drifting his hand through her hair, knowing that to her it must have felt almost like a caress done by the drifting wind, "I know you can't hear me… I know you can't see me," he said through gritted teeth as he continued to run his hand through her hair, noting that she was now fidgeting slightly in her sleep, almost as if she were about to wake up, "But still I'll try, I swear I won't leave your side… there's no where else I'd rather be now, I'm free," he actually cringed as he said the word 'free', for he knew that it was a term he had used a bit lightly.
Free would be to be able to be more than a mere ghost... to be able to hold you close, to tell you how much you mean to me. His thoughts bothered him and he could do little but push them down deep inside, as they were too true for him to bear right now, "I'll stay here," he said more to himself than to her.
Haku was about to stand up to leave when suddenly, the auburn haired girl's eyes shoot open, almost as if in response to losing the caresses he had been giving her. She sat up in her bed, eyes burrowing directly into the spirit's self, "Haku?" her words were whispered as she held out a hand, allowing it to go through him, and it was only then that he noticed she could actually see him.
As stupid as it may sound, all he could do as she stared at him was nod dumbly, letting her to move her hand up and down through him, "Hai, must I repeat that I told you I'd come?" when he spoke, his voice came out worn and tired, as if he were making a great physical effort. Why could she see him? It was bugging him… he wanted to know, and he'd do anything to find out.
"I know you'd come," she felt a trail of hot tears slide down her cheek as she observed him, noting that despite the fact he was barely visible, he hadn't changed much. He still had that spark within that had attracted her to him, he still had those eyes that seemed to shine with knowledge… he was still Haku, "Why are you… like this?" she ran a hand over her eyes, brushing her own tears away, but when she receive an answer from him she was forced to look up again, "Haku?"
The spirit was silent, looking down at his hands, still sitting down on the bed, "I suppose it is due to the fact this isn't my world any more…" he whispered as he closed his eyes, allowing a sigh to escape his lips, "My river does not exist either… I am only a ghost here, a memory of what I once was," all this was straining him further then touching objects, and he had no idea how much longer he'd last before he lost all his power, "I… don't know why you can see me know when you couldn't do so barely days ago," he continued as he reopened his eyes to look up at her, noting that her tears were once more trailing down her cheeks, and she was doing nothing to brush them away, "But I do not care, all I can tell you is that I'm here, always shall, so don't forget that," his hand found his way up to her face and he attempted to brush the tears away, failing rather miserably.
It was then that Chihiro noticed him vanishing from sight, "No!" she gasped and flung her arms around his figure, but ended up embracing air, emptiness, "No…" she dropped to her knees, still on the bed as she closed her eyes, trying to choke back her tears in an attempt to not look weak, however, no one could blame her if at the moment she seemed vulnerable. What if he never came back now? What if he had now really left for good? What if this had all been a dream?
Fighting with her own self, the auburn haired girl laid down on the bed once more, covering herself up whilst hugging her pillow to herself… for the pillow was there, present, tangible, where as he wasn't. Those were her stray thought as she closed her eyes once more, falling asleep almost instantly, now not certain if it had all been a dream or not, nor did her mind care at the moment either… she was so tired.
It was not till much later on, way past morning that Chihiro woke up, grumbling slightly when she noticed her muscled seemed sore, "Dream…" she closed her eyes as she sat up in bed once more, shaking her head, almost as if trying to convince herself that it had in fact all been a dream, but not even her subconscious would allow her to think this way, "But it was all a dream… what else could it had been?" she reopened her eyes once more, rubbing at them tiredly before she focused them on the computer screen, which was once more blinking, letting her know that it was on once more…
She rubbed at her eyes once more, afraid that maybe she was still dreaming, but after focusing her eyes once more, the computer screen was still blinking, taunting her to come nearer to check it out, and thus, what else could she do but stand and walk over to it?
You have unread mail in tray
That stupid phrase taunted her so much… yet still, she could not help but take a deep breathe in, clicking the tray open, searching for that unread piece of mail… for that was what it was; mail, nothing more… it was not something one could touch, and so, it was not 'real', now was it? However, this did not seem to matter to her, nor did it register in her mind either, all she knew was that this piece of non-reality had brought her more happiness than many other things.
Yesterday was my nightmare... you were not beside me, I was left alone,
Tomorrow will become my dream, as I'll never know if I'll be allowed to keep you with me till the end... I can only hope for that,
Today is a reality for I have you here with me, I have returned, does hope for a future exist?
She stared at the screen for a while, then closed her eyes, shaking her head in mock sorrow, "There is always hope for the future…"
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DFA: *Pause* … >>;; *Sneaks off and away, leaving the chapter there*
By: Dark fire angel
DFA: *Is doing her final exams, but still, can't stop writing fics* >_>
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The wind was harsh and it blew past the desolate street, almost as if trying to push the trees over in its might and fury, and through this weather a dark haired boy walked, hands tucked inside his jeans. One could tell his expression was sober as he allowed the gusts of wind to play with his hair, which swayed with motion, "Wish I could touch you, hold you for real…" he whispered to the silence around him closing his eyes in order to sigh, "But I can't seem to reach you, no matter how much I try," he reopened his eyes to reveal a stunning green as he reached a certain house, standing under one of the windows.
Haku had crossed the barrier that separated both worlds; both the spirit world and the human world… but still it hadn't been enough, try as he might he had only been but a ghost, a memory, a soul without a body in her world. He had come to her like he had promised, but she never saw him, and although he was certain she could actually tell he was there, it wasn't enough, "My energy is not enough," he couldn't help but hiss slightly into the night as he directed his gaze up to the window, knowing who was sleeping inside, but also knowing he was unable to reach her.
All he could do was watch over her, cringing at the thought of her being alone, waiting for him but never seeing him… it had been almost too much to bear, but it had been worth it, for one day he came up with the solution; if ghosts were able to 'touch' things, push them… poke them with mental power, then so should he. He had practiced pushing cans with his mind power, prodding at them with his fingers, allowing the nergy to flow through them till he had been able to move the cans… it had taken him quite a while, but soon after, he was not only able to move cans, but doors, furniture… he had even managed to type with a keyboard, pressing the keys with his will power till they wrote messages.
However, each time he did this, his power was worn out… and he had to rest, so it had been impossible to communicate much at all with her, "Curse the barrier," he muttered as he closed his eyes, suddenly levitating from the ground in order to reach the window he had been watching from below, "Curse it over and over again…" he knew his voice could not reach her, but he didn't mind… as long as he was able to let her know he was near, nothing mattered, and with this thought in mind, he went through the closed window easily, landing inside her room.
There she was, asleep still in her bed, such a sight to see… and still he couldn't do much but watch her, which made it frustrating for him, "Chihiro?" he sat on the bed, drifting his hand through her hair, knowing that to her it must have felt almost like a caress done by the drifting wind, "I know you can't hear me… I know you can't see me," he said through gritted teeth as he continued to run his hand through her hair, noting that she was now fidgeting slightly in her sleep, almost as if she were about to wake up, "But still I'll try, I swear I won't leave your side… there's no where else I'd rather be now, I'm free," he actually cringed as he said the word 'free', for he knew that it was a term he had used a bit lightly.
Free would be to be able to be more than a mere ghost... to be able to hold you close, to tell you how much you mean to me. His thoughts bothered him and he could do little but push them down deep inside, as they were too true for him to bear right now, "I'll stay here," he said more to himself than to her.
Haku was about to stand up to leave when suddenly, the auburn haired girl's eyes shoot open, almost as if in response to losing the caresses he had been giving her. She sat up in her bed, eyes burrowing directly into the spirit's self, "Haku?" her words were whispered as she held out a hand, allowing it to go through him, and it was only then that he noticed she could actually see him.
As stupid as it may sound, all he could do as she stared at him was nod dumbly, letting her to move her hand up and down through him, "Hai, must I repeat that I told you I'd come?" when he spoke, his voice came out worn and tired, as if he were making a great physical effort. Why could she see him? It was bugging him… he wanted to know, and he'd do anything to find out.
"I know you'd come," she felt a trail of hot tears slide down her cheek as she observed him, noting that despite the fact he was barely visible, he hadn't changed much. He still had that spark within that had attracted her to him, he still had those eyes that seemed to shine with knowledge… he was still Haku, "Why are you… like this?" she ran a hand over her eyes, brushing her own tears away, but when she receive an answer from him she was forced to look up again, "Haku?"
The spirit was silent, looking down at his hands, still sitting down on the bed, "I suppose it is due to the fact this isn't my world any more…" he whispered as he closed his eyes, allowing a sigh to escape his lips, "My river does not exist either… I am only a ghost here, a memory of what I once was," all this was straining him further then touching objects, and he had no idea how much longer he'd last before he lost all his power, "I… don't know why you can see me know when you couldn't do so barely days ago," he continued as he reopened his eyes to look up at her, noting that her tears were once more trailing down her cheeks, and she was doing nothing to brush them away, "But I do not care, all I can tell you is that I'm here, always shall, so don't forget that," his hand found his way up to her face and he attempted to brush the tears away, failing rather miserably.
It was then that Chihiro noticed him vanishing from sight, "No!" she gasped and flung her arms around his figure, but ended up embracing air, emptiness, "No…" she dropped to her knees, still on the bed as she closed her eyes, trying to choke back her tears in an attempt to not look weak, however, no one could blame her if at the moment she seemed vulnerable. What if he never came back now? What if he had now really left for good? What if this had all been a dream?
Fighting with her own self, the auburn haired girl laid down on the bed once more, covering herself up whilst hugging her pillow to herself… for the pillow was there, present, tangible, where as he wasn't. Those were her stray thought as she closed her eyes once more, falling asleep almost instantly, now not certain if it had all been a dream or not, nor did her mind care at the moment either… she was so tired.
It was not till much later on, way past morning that Chihiro woke up, grumbling slightly when she noticed her muscled seemed sore, "Dream…" she closed her eyes as she sat up in bed once more, shaking her head, almost as if trying to convince herself that it had in fact all been a dream, but not even her subconscious would allow her to think this way, "But it was all a dream… what else could it had been?" she reopened her eyes once more, rubbing at them tiredly before she focused them on the computer screen, which was once more blinking, letting her know that it was on once more…
She rubbed at her eyes once more, afraid that maybe she was still dreaming, but after focusing her eyes once more, the computer screen was still blinking, taunting her to come nearer to check it out, and thus, what else could she do but stand and walk over to it?
You have unread mail in tray
That stupid phrase taunted her so much… yet still, she could not help but take a deep breathe in, clicking the tray open, searching for that unread piece of mail… for that was what it was; mail, nothing more… it was not something one could touch, and so, it was not 'real', now was it? However, this did not seem to matter to her, nor did it register in her mind either, all she knew was that this piece of non-reality had brought her more happiness than many other things.
Yesterday was my nightmare... you were not beside me, I was left alone,
Tomorrow will become my dream, as I'll never know if I'll be allowed to keep you with me till the end... I can only hope for that,
Today is a reality for I have you here with me, I have returned, does hope for a future exist?
She stared at the screen for a while, then closed her eyes, shaking her head in mock sorrow, "There is always hope for the future…"
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DFA: *Pause* … >>;; *Sneaks off and away, leaving the chapter there*
