Disclaimer: I don't own Spirited Away, it belongs to Hayao Miyazaki. If I owned it, I wouldn't still be here would I; I would be rich and famous! Muahahaha *cough* *cough* (I'm okay). Besides, this is supposed to be fanfiction (so I don't even know why this is necessary). I'll stop babbling now.
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Chapter 3 – Just Like Old Times…Almost
Chihiro was getting ready for the party. She'd just been shown to her room which she chose – the place she stayed last time, with Lin and the other girls. At first Yubaba protested since she is a guest after all. But Chihiro insisted and convinced her.
Before going to the party however, Yubaba requested Chihiro in her office to tell her why Haku called her back. Haku stood in the shadows watching her silently, but turned away his gaze when she looked at him. Weird thought Chihiro.
"I'm retiring as the mistress of the bathhouse. I have other things to pursue. And Haku," Yubaba gestured towards the boy "Is taking over as the manager." Both Yubaba and Chihiro looked at him, expecting him to say something. When he remained silent, Yubaba continued, "I'll be staying here for a while, to make sure that everything would be okay." She paused "Haku was to chose one person as his assistant to help him, since this is a big responsibility." She pointed at Chihiro, "And that's where you come in. Haku chose you to help him." Chihiro's eyes grew round, "I–I'll try my best."
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The bathhouse is bustling with activity. Chihiro's friends were throwing a welcome party for her. There's was plenty of food and talking about old times. Well, everyone's talking except for Haku.
Chihiro felt very honoured that her friends are throwing a party in her honour. She didn't feel hated or resented at all. In fact, she feels totally comfortable.
Everyone was like their old self and it feels just like old times. Everything in the bathhouse looks in place and just the way she last seen it. Lin was just as blunt, Kamaji was sensitive and caring and reminded Chihiro of her grandfather. Bou grew up and was a toddler now, but he still threw tatrums occasionally. As for Yubaba, she's certainly nicer to Chihiro, but she's still kind of arrogant. But Haku, Chihiro didn't get him. He hadn't spoken a word to her, or anybody for that matter. His eyes and face were hard to read. Chihiro thought – and hoped – that Haku would at least talk to her since he did invite her here.
"What's wrong with Haku?" Chihiro asked Lin, who's sitting beside her.
"Him? He's always like that. Why do you care so much about him anyways?" Lin made a face.
Chihiro smile secretly to herself. I see the rivalry in still going on. She glance at Haku but I don't see what's wrong with him. Maybe he's sick.
Chihiro looked at him again, just in time to see him dart his eyes away from her. This happened many times during the party. Haku stared at Chihiro when he thought she wasn't looking. But Chihiro knew, and it made her feel strange.
Once, their gazes met and Chihiro felt the hairs at the back of her neck raise. The blood rushed to her face and she ducked her head, hoping nobody would notice. Luckily, everyone was having fun and didn't notice.
What's wrong with me? Why isn't he talking to me? Why is he looking at me like that? And why do I like it so much and look at him back? the last question scared her and she was afraid to find out the answer.
But curiosity prevailed. Chihiro stole a look at Haku hoping to find an answer to her questions, but all she found were more questions.
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A/N: plz R&R, I want five reviews before I update. Ü
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Chapter 3 – Just Like Old Times…Almost
Chihiro was getting ready for the party. She'd just been shown to her room which she chose – the place she stayed last time, with Lin and the other girls. At first Yubaba protested since she is a guest after all. But Chihiro insisted and convinced her.
Before going to the party however, Yubaba requested Chihiro in her office to tell her why Haku called her back. Haku stood in the shadows watching her silently, but turned away his gaze when she looked at him. Weird thought Chihiro.
"I'm retiring as the mistress of the bathhouse. I have other things to pursue. And Haku," Yubaba gestured towards the boy "Is taking over as the manager." Both Yubaba and Chihiro looked at him, expecting him to say something. When he remained silent, Yubaba continued, "I'll be staying here for a while, to make sure that everything would be okay." She paused "Haku was to chose one person as his assistant to help him, since this is a big responsibility." She pointed at Chihiro, "And that's where you come in. Haku chose you to help him." Chihiro's eyes grew round, "I–I'll try my best."
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The bathhouse is bustling with activity. Chihiro's friends were throwing a welcome party for her. There's was plenty of food and talking about old times. Well, everyone's talking except for Haku.
Chihiro felt very honoured that her friends are throwing a party in her honour. She didn't feel hated or resented at all. In fact, she feels totally comfortable.
Everyone was like their old self and it feels just like old times. Everything in the bathhouse looks in place and just the way she last seen it. Lin was just as blunt, Kamaji was sensitive and caring and reminded Chihiro of her grandfather. Bou grew up and was a toddler now, but he still threw tatrums occasionally. As for Yubaba, she's certainly nicer to Chihiro, but she's still kind of arrogant. But Haku, Chihiro didn't get him. He hadn't spoken a word to her, or anybody for that matter. His eyes and face were hard to read. Chihiro thought – and hoped – that Haku would at least talk to her since he did invite her here.
"What's wrong with Haku?" Chihiro asked Lin, who's sitting beside her.
"Him? He's always like that. Why do you care so much about him anyways?" Lin made a face.
Chihiro smile secretly to herself. I see the rivalry in still going on. She glance at Haku but I don't see what's wrong with him. Maybe he's sick.
Chihiro looked at him again, just in time to see him dart his eyes away from her. This happened many times during the party. Haku stared at Chihiro when he thought she wasn't looking. But Chihiro knew, and it made her feel strange.
Once, their gazes met and Chihiro felt the hairs at the back of her neck raise. The blood rushed to her face and she ducked her head, hoping nobody would notice. Luckily, everyone was having fun and didn't notice.
What's wrong with me? Why isn't he talking to me? Why is he looking at me like that? And why do I like it so much and look at him back? the last question scared her and she was afraid to find out the answer.
But curiosity prevailed. Chihiro stole a look at Haku hoping to find an answer to her questions, but all she found were more questions.
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A/N: plz R&R, I want five reviews before I update. Ü