Chapter 6: Which River
(A/N) Hi! I had to do a lot of Research to figure out which river do I really want him to have. If you live any where those rivers then...Go you! But I guess you'll be more excited if it was your river he chose. I'm still wonder myself which river he should pick. I just know which ones he definitely won't have. Because....gomen can't spoil it! On with story!
Kohaku walked up stairs with Chihiro. She showed him a box that the computer was in. He helped her set it up on some of her boxes. He smiled at her. He remembered all the talking she had to do to get her parents to bring him home with them. The screen flashed as it turned on. She had connected it to her phone line that was in her room. He looked at her as she explained how to use it and which search engines to uses. In a matter of moments he was a natural.
Chihiro watched him for a while until she grew tired and fell asleep in her bed. Kohaku stopped clicking for a while and looked around her room then at her. He walked up to her and covered her body with her sheet. When he was walking back to the computer he noticed a statue of a dragon. He looked at it for a while and smiled. Finally he found a good web site with a map of Pensacola. It had pictures of the roads and some major places, but he was interested in the river chains and lakes. He leaned back in the chair. He knew where to go now.
He looked at her still form sleeping away all worries and cares. He placed a hand on her forehead and ran his fingers through her hair. He stopped and jumped out of the window. He turned into a dragon but stayed on her front lawn. He breathed for a few minutes until he felt stronger and flew to the rivers he chose to look at. The first one sounded like his name in English. The Little White River.
He flew to it's shore and looked at it. He didn't land but followed it until it went no farther. He sighed, the river followed its name. It was little and it didn't please him. He flew higher and off to the right. He was now flying to a very large River in this area. The Escambia River. It was indeed very large but hated the name. He sighed at his pickyness and landed anyway. He landed and stuck a claw into the water. He had a sudden feeling as if this water isn't as pure as it looks. He could sense bridges that go over this body of water and nasty habits of those who drive over it. (Cigarettes and pollution)
He quickly removed his talon. Water in Pensacola or at least United States are very polluted and he realized how much it was making him weak finding such poor quality water. He shook his talon then flew again. The next river he had decided to look at this night was the Perdido River. Remembering the Escambia River it did however in the other direction was a lot cleaner. He landed on the shore of Perdido River. He stared into the water and fell forward. His body was weak from flying. He knew he couldn't go to a whole lot of rivers in one night but he expected his body would last much longer. His vision blurred. 'I have to get back to Chihiro...' he thought to himself trying to lift his body up. His legs buckled and he fell again. His eyes flickered and he fell unconscious. 'Chihiro.'