Disclaimer: I do not own Spirited Away or any of its characters. They belong to Hayo Miyazaki…or whoever does own them.

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WG: Goody! I finished the first chapter of my first Spirited Away fan fic!

WZ: Go you.

WG: Yes, go me. This is my first attempt at a Spirited Away fic, so please don't crittsize me too badly.

WZ: Okay, we will.

WG: Hey!

WZ: Just kidding.

WG: *growls* Anyway, here is the story.   

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I sat in class. Boring. So bored! I had been waiting for uncountable years for his return. Years and years of loneliness. I had no idea were he could be, or even if he lived.

I gazed longingly out the window. I don't know why. Perhaps I wanted to catch a glimpse of him, flying by. Yeah. Like pure white dragons fly by schools a lot. Sure.

I held back a tear. Oh, I missed him! He promised me. Promised me he would return. He said he would come back for me. But he never came. Were are you?

Haku…

I remembered that day perfectly as though it happened yesterday. That one moment, lasting only brief seconds, shall live for eternity in my heart…

I stood on the brink. The stone path ahead of me stopped very suddenly, turning abruptly into a grassy field. I almost didn't want to leave, so many memories there. But I knew I had to return. Return to my own world.

I turned and looked at the person next to me. A boy. Only maybe fourteen, though he had probably lived centuries. His eyes were as green and bright as the field ahead. The eyes were just…beautiful. There were the type of eyes you could stare into and be lost in their depths forever. His name was Haku. Acually, his full name was Nigihayami Kohaku Nushi…just call him Haku.

His hand was in mine as I looked back out to the field. My parents were back to normal, and I could finally go back. That was the only thing I had wanted since I came to be at the strange world. But now, I almost wish I could stay.

"You must go back the way you came, Chihiro," Haku told me, but his voice was too serious. He had just remembered his name a few  hours ago, and was free. He just doesn't like to unveil his emotions all the time. "But don't ever look back, not till you're out of the tunnel."

I nodded not trusting my mouth to speak. I was afraid if I started to say anything I would start crying. But now was not the time. But I had to ask him something…

"What about you, Haku?"

"I'll speak to Yubaba, quit my apprenticeship. I'm fine, now that I have my name back. I'll go back to my world, too."

"Can we meet agin?" I asked, trying to concel my sorrow.

"I'm sure."

"Promise?" I asked him. I could not go without his word. I would miss him too much… 

"Promise," he confirmed, "Now go, and don't look back."

I was glad he told me that. If I had looked back, I might have never moved from that spot. I ran. Ran as fast as I could from the place I hated with all my soul, and I ran from the one I loved with all my heart.

As I stepped off the rock path, I hope to never forget that feeling. The feeling of his cool hand slipping off mine. Of the last time I would ever feel his hand in mine. That one memory killed my heart with saddness, but made it live with joy. Haku, I won't forget you, and I know you won't forget about me.

When will he fufill his promise? When will the one I love return? Oh, please hurry, Haku.  

"CIHIRO!" a voice snapped. I was so startled I almost toppled out of my chair. I had completely zoned out, not remembering I still had school. "This is the third time this week you haven't been paying attention. Chihiro, this isn't good…"

On and on he rambled, but didn't listen. It was only stuff I had heard before. I looked out the window, begining to once more get lost in my thoughts. But as I stared meaninglesly out of it, my staring suddenly did have meaning.

I caught a fleeting glimpse of…something…flying by. It was so quick, I don't think I'll ever know what is was. It looked like a dragon. A pure white dragon, with aqua-marine colored hair sweaping down its spine. It flew through the air like a snake through water. Beautiful, grass-green eyes…

"Haku?!" I screamed. Unfortunately, I was still in class, and my outburst had not gone unnoticed.

"Chihiro," the teacher growled threatingly.

"I… I'm sorry," I studered. I chose to pay attention after that. Even though I tried my best to stay mentally awake, I  couldn't help but wander. Was that really Haku? Has he returned?

I would soon get my answer.

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WG: Okay, there it is.

WZ: Thank goodness.

WG: "Thank goodness" what?

WZ: That the chapter is over.

WG: *yells* Oh, you are just impossible!

WZ: Thank you.

WG: Ugh, nevermind. *clears throat* Anyway, go ahead and review.

WZ: Or flame. Which ever suits your intrest.

WG: Oh, you ARE hopeless. But really, I don't care if you do flame. Just be nice about it. Tell me what you think!

WZ: Hey, doesn't flaming mean someone insulting your work? And, come on. How can that be nice?

WG: Well, if you write it as a kind statement of opinion and not a harsh insult, then it can be nice.

WZ: Sorry I asked…