A/N: *Bursts into tears* Thankyou! Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou! I have made friends! To all three of my reviewers: your comments, whether good or bad, have made me desperately happy. I am flattered that you all have decided to read my fic, and even more flattered that you all seem to like it.
Now, if it was a little confusing in chapter 1 a bad bad man was in charge of draining the water from the river and filling it in with granite so that apartments could be built there. This draining made Kohaku weaken and filling in the river caused him to feel great pain. He had to choose between dying with his river or leaving it and having no home. Very sad, no?
Also the perspective changes may have thrown you off. It is quite confusing. I kept switching between third person, past tense (when I was describing the humans) and first person present tense (for Haku as a dragon). I was try to contrast human's comprehension of time with an animal's living in the moment. I'm not sure I succeeded.
Oh, and to Dirge: switching to anonymous sounds like a good idea but I have no idea how. Help?
Thanks to all and now, the highly anticipated disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I no own. Miazaki own. Lemme alone. *hides*

Ch 2

"Unghaaaa-ah," Kohaku River moaned. Pain was shooting up and down his body and his head hurt so bad he couldn't see. He tried to move. Pain so intense it took his breath away caused Kohaku to slump back into the water.
Water? Kohaku opened one eye. His head was resting on hard stone, stone that kept him from drifting to the bottom of the river he was immersed in.
Kohaku? he thought hopefully. But the river ignored him. No, this was not his familiar, cheerful river. His home was gone, dead. Murdered.

The realization suddenly slammed into him with the force of a waterfall. His river was DEAD. Grief surged through him so suddenly he could not stop the moan that passed through his lips.
"KOHAKUUUUU!" he screamed. "Kohaku." Tears ran down his face.
It was then that Kohaku realized that he had lost his dragon form.
"What?" Kohaku breathed, bewildered. He reached up and, with hands that shook, touched his damp face. His fingers, of their own accord, wandered farther up to tangle in his short, greenish hair. "How?"
Kohaku began to sit up but was harshly reminded of his injuries. He collapsed, panting. When the pain had subsided to a dull ache he considered his situation. Finally, a notion occurred to him.
Tentatively, Kohaku reached out to the spirit of the river.
".Brother?" he whispered. "Please. If it's not too much to ask, I could use a little help."
For a moment nothing happened. Then, reluctantly, the river opened up its floodgates of energy. Kohaku found that, although the pain was still great and he was still exhausted, movement was possible.
Kohaku slowly stood up and bowed to the river. "Thankyou," he whispered. Then he began to limp up the stairs.
By the time Kohaku had reached the top what energy he had thought he had was gone. Although he was exhausted Kohaku kept walking until he was blind to his surroundings. In a stupor he dragged himself passed a frog statue and across a bridge. He continued to wander aimlessly until a clanging noise broke through to his fogged mind. He turned slightly to hear it better but his foot failed to meet with the ground. Kohaku fell headfirst down a wooden staircase.
It took an eternity to drag himself from the ground. Once he was standing again Kohaku noticed a door. He struggled with it for a moment; it was stubborn in opening. A blast of heat hit Kohaku, almost knocking him over. He forced himself through the hallway and into the lighted room.

"Please, help," was all he could force passed his lips before the darkness took him.

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