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Author's note- ACK! I wanted to put up a new chapter yesterday, but my dad's girlfriend decided she'd take the DSL tower! BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH!!!! Ok, done with the ranting. ;) Anyway, Thank you for all the lovely reviews! I feel so loved! And the more loved I feel, the quicker the chapters come. Hehehehe. Also just to note, anything between *** *** is a change of scene, like from one person to the next. ^-^ Well, here's chapter two. Enjoy!
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When Chihiro opened the door to her house after school that day, she closed it behind her and leaned on the cool wood.
"It's not Kohaku.... It's not.... Kohaku's hair is different... He's not that old.." she muttered, trying to get the teacher out her mind.
"Chihiro dear, what are you doing just standing there like that?" her mother asked, looking up from washing dishes.
"I-- uh-- Nothing!" she said, before quickly darting up the stairs and running into her room, slamming the door.
Inside her room, Chihiro had planted herself on her bed.
"Ahh... I'm such an idiot, now she'll definately think something is up..." she mumbled, covering her face with her
hands, worry filling her voice.
***
Her mother stared up the stairs, perplexed for a moment, the simply shook her head and started back on the dishes.
Humming to herself, she poured some more soap on the sponge, a lemon aroma filling the air.
But just then, there was a knock on the door.
Chihiro's mother looked up, then grabbed a towel and started drying her hands. "Coming!"
She tossed the towel onto the counter, and walked over to the door. She pulled it open, and there in the doorway stood Chihiro's substitute teacher.
The man took a bow, and smiled at her mother. "Hello, pleased to meet you." he said, taking her hand and kissing it lightly. "I'm here to see Chihiro."
Her mother blushed slightly but smiled heartwarmingly none the less.
"Why, yes... She's in her room. I'll go get her, come in, come in."
"Well, actually, I was hoping I could take her out for a little while."
The mother turned from going to get her daughter and looked over the man carefully.
"That is, if it's alright with you."
She paused, and looked at his face, then smiled again.
"Of course, I'll go get her."
The mother walked up the stairs and entered Chihiro's room.
The man stood there and chuckled eerily, and smiled at a fly on the wall.
***
Chihiro shot up when her mother entered the room.
"Sweetie, there's a young man at the door who wants to take you out tonight, I told him you could go." she said, opening her daughter's closet and rummaging for something for her to wear.
Chihiro raised her eyebrows. "Mom, I told you I don't go on dates."
"But sweetie, he's an absolute gentleman, peek out the door and tell me if you know him."
Chihiro sighed and did as asked, her eyes widening when she saw the man standing there.
"W-what am I going to wear?!" she asked her mother anxiously.
"I'm working on that sweetie.... Hmm, yes, this'll do."
She pulled a red mini-dress from her closet and held it up. "This will be perfect."
Chihiro quickly pulled the top to her school uniform over her head, and her skirt down to the floor. Grabbing the dress from her mother, she practically ripped it from the hanger and pulled it over her form.
Her mother smoothed out the wrinkles in the fabric and smiled at her daughter.
"Beautiful. Now..." she started, and then grabbed her brush, pulling it gently through her daughter's hair.
"Wait, mom..." Chihiro said, and pulled her hairclip out. She walked over to her vanity and opened a drawer. From inside, she pulled out a purple-ish sparkling hair tie-- the one her friends had made so long ago in the spirit world.
She pulled her hair up neatly and put it in a pony tail.
Smiling, her mother came over and looked at her in the mirror.
"Come now, we musn't keep your guest waiting."
Chihiro nodded and the two started for the door.
Her mother held it open for her, and Chihiro walked through.
Walking to the top of the stairs, she smiled down at the man.
"Hello."
He smiled. "Ready?"
"Absolutely."
She made her way down the stairs, and the man outstretched his hand.
Chihiro placed her hand in his, and he led her out the door, closing it behind them.
Chihiro's mother smiled. "My baby is finally growing up."
Wiping a tear from her eye, she made her way back down the stairs, to the dishes.
***
The man led Chihiro, wordlessly, to a park, where they sat on a bench.
Smoothing her dress, she looked at him.
"Kohaku?"
The man smiled. This was his time to pretend.
"Yes, it's me Chihiro, I promised we'd see eachother again." he said, taking her hands in his.
"You look... so different. So much older." she said, looking him over.
"And so do you."
He took a hand and brushed her bangs out of the way.
Chihiro looked as if she were about to cry.
She flung her arms around him, and rested her head on his chest. "I missed you so much! What took you so long?" she asked, hugging gently, as if the slightest touch could break him.
'Kohaku' put his arms around the girl's form. "None of that matters now, all that matters is that I'm here now."
Chihiro nodded, just happy to be there.
The man lifted Chihiro's chin up and gazed into her eyes.
"You've grown into a fine, beautiful young woman." he told her, smiling.
Chihiro lifted a hand and put it on his cheek.
"I want to know how you found me... Tell me everything." she muttered, looking at him.
"Not now. For right now, I just want to be with you." the man covered up, and gently brought his lips to Chihiro's.
There was passion in the kiss, but there was something that didn't feel quite right to Chihiro. When she had touched Kohaku so many years before, she remembered the tingle in her heart that she felt when she did so, but now... It wasn't there. It just didn't feel right.
The way he was holding her, it felt nothing like it had before, but she decided that it was just her immagination.
He pulled away and looked at her.
"I've got to go, but tomorrow, after school, come into my classroom. Got that?" he asked.
Chihiro nodded, "I'll be there."
"Good. I'll see you then."
And with that, he stood up and started walking away, leaving Chihiro watching him leave on the bench.
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There was a young man, who looked about eighteen, standing in a torch-lit room. He had dark, forest-green hair, falling to just about chin-length, and green eyes with pale skin. He looked as if he was looking at something very tall, which kept itself in the darkness.
"Kohaku..." a deep, throaty, male voice said from the darkness.
"Yes?" the young man replied, glaring at the darkness.
"If you fail to do as asked, we will kill the girl."
"What girl?" he asked, seemingly dissinteressted.
"Chihiro... We've got her right where we want her, the pathetic thing."
His eyes widened for a moment, then turned back to a glare, now much colder than before.
"Don't you touch her! She has nothing to do with any of this!"
There was evil laughter from the darkness, the errie noise ringing throughout the cold stone walls.
"Oh, but she does. She means something to you, and is therefore a valuable bargaining chip..."
Kohaku's fists clenched in anger. "If you do anything to harm her, I swear I'll--!"
But his words were cut short when a round screen appeared, showing the kiss between Chihiro and the Kohaku look-alike.
"I'd say she's pretty happy with the actions we're taking..." the cold voice said, chuckling to itself as Kohaku looked at the two, his jaw dropping.
"She doesn't know who he really is." Kohaku replied, looking away, keeping the pain he was feeling on the inside.
"And who's to say she doesn't?"
"Shut up! I know she doesn't. I just-- know it."
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Author's note- Ok, I am BEGGING you to see past the corny-ness of this chapter. Moving on, Kohaku returns! *Wonders if anyone has any idea where she's going with this story* Ah well, it makes me happ. XD Anyways, please review! I love reviews! They make me feel special and loved. Even flames.
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Author's note- ACK! I wanted to put up a new chapter yesterday, but my dad's girlfriend decided she'd take the DSL tower! BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH!!!! Ok, done with the ranting. ;) Anyway, Thank you for all the lovely reviews! I feel so loved! And the more loved I feel, the quicker the chapters come. Hehehehe. Also just to note, anything between *** *** is a change of scene, like from one person to the next. ^-^ Well, here's chapter two. Enjoy!
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When Chihiro opened the door to her house after school that day, she closed it behind her and leaned on the cool wood.
"It's not Kohaku.... It's not.... Kohaku's hair is different... He's not that old.." she muttered, trying to get the teacher out her mind.
"Chihiro dear, what are you doing just standing there like that?" her mother asked, looking up from washing dishes.
"I-- uh-- Nothing!" she said, before quickly darting up the stairs and running into her room, slamming the door.
Inside her room, Chihiro had planted herself on her bed.
"Ahh... I'm such an idiot, now she'll definately think something is up..." she mumbled, covering her face with her
hands, worry filling her voice.
***
Her mother stared up the stairs, perplexed for a moment, the simply shook her head and started back on the dishes.
Humming to herself, she poured some more soap on the sponge, a lemon aroma filling the air.
But just then, there was a knock on the door.
Chihiro's mother looked up, then grabbed a towel and started drying her hands. "Coming!"
She tossed the towel onto the counter, and walked over to the door. She pulled it open, and there in the doorway stood Chihiro's substitute teacher.
The man took a bow, and smiled at her mother. "Hello, pleased to meet you." he said, taking her hand and kissing it lightly. "I'm here to see Chihiro."
Her mother blushed slightly but smiled heartwarmingly none the less.
"Why, yes... She's in her room. I'll go get her, come in, come in."
"Well, actually, I was hoping I could take her out for a little while."
The mother turned from going to get her daughter and looked over the man carefully.
"That is, if it's alright with you."
She paused, and looked at his face, then smiled again.
"Of course, I'll go get her."
The mother walked up the stairs and entered Chihiro's room.
The man stood there and chuckled eerily, and smiled at a fly on the wall.
***
Chihiro shot up when her mother entered the room.
"Sweetie, there's a young man at the door who wants to take you out tonight, I told him you could go." she said, opening her daughter's closet and rummaging for something for her to wear.
Chihiro raised her eyebrows. "Mom, I told you I don't go on dates."
"But sweetie, he's an absolute gentleman, peek out the door and tell me if you know him."
Chihiro sighed and did as asked, her eyes widening when she saw the man standing there.
"W-what am I going to wear?!" she asked her mother anxiously.
"I'm working on that sweetie.... Hmm, yes, this'll do."
She pulled a red mini-dress from her closet and held it up. "This will be perfect."
Chihiro quickly pulled the top to her school uniform over her head, and her skirt down to the floor. Grabbing the dress from her mother, she practically ripped it from the hanger and pulled it over her form.
Her mother smoothed out the wrinkles in the fabric and smiled at her daughter.
"Beautiful. Now..." she started, and then grabbed her brush, pulling it gently through her daughter's hair.
"Wait, mom..." Chihiro said, and pulled her hairclip out. She walked over to her vanity and opened a drawer. From inside, she pulled out a purple-ish sparkling hair tie-- the one her friends had made so long ago in the spirit world.
She pulled her hair up neatly and put it in a pony tail.
Smiling, her mother came over and looked at her in the mirror.
"Come now, we musn't keep your guest waiting."
Chihiro nodded and the two started for the door.
Her mother held it open for her, and Chihiro walked through.
Walking to the top of the stairs, she smiled down at the man.
"Hello."
He smiled. "Ready?"
"Absolutely."
She made her way down the stairs, and the man outstretched his hand.
Chihiro placed her hand in his, and he led her out the door, closing it behind them.
Chihiro's mother smiled. "My baby is finally growing up."
Wiping a tear from her eye, she made her way back down the stairs, to the dishes.
***
The man led Chihiro, wordlessly, to a park, where they sat on a bench.
Smoothing her dress, she looked at him.
"Kohaku?"
The man smiled. This was his time to pretend.
"Yes, it's me Chihiro, I promised we'd see eachother again." he said, taking her hands in his.
"You look... so different. So much older." she said, looking him over.
"And so do you."
He took a hand and brushed her bangs out of the way.
Chihiro looked as if she were about to cry.
She flung her arms around him, and rested her head on his chest. "I missed you so much! What took you so long?" she asked, hugging gently, as if the slightest touch could break him.
'Kohaku' put his arms around the girl's form. "None of that matters now, all that matters is that I'm here now."
Chihiro nodded, just happy to be there.
The man lifted Chihiro's chin up and gazed into her eyes.
"You've grown into a fine, beautiful young woman." he told her, smiling.
Chihiro lifted a hand and put it on his cheek.
"I want to know how you found me... Tell me everything." she muttered, looking at him.
"Not now. For right now, I just want to be with you." the man covered up, and gently brought his lips to Chihiro's.
There was passion in the kiss, but there was something that didn't feel quite right to Chihiro. When she had touched Kohaku so many years before, she remembered the tingle in her heart that she felt when she did so, but now... It wasn't there. It just didn't feel right.
The way he was holding her, it felt nothing like it had before, but she decided that it was just her immagination.
He pulled away and looked at her.
"I've got to go, but tomorrow, after school, come into my classroom. Got that?" he asked.
Chihiro nodded, "I'll be there."
"Good. I'll see you then."
And with that, he stood up and started walking away, leaving Chihiro watching him leave on the bench.
***
There was a young man, who looked about eighteen, standing in a torch-lit room. He had dark, forest-green hair, falling to just about chin-length, and green eyes with pale skin. He looked as if he was looking at something very tall, which kept itself in the darkness.
"Kohaku..." a deep, throaty, male voice said from the darkness.
"Yes?" the young man replied, glaring at the darkness.
"If you fail to do as asked, we will kill the girl."
"What girl?" he asked, seemingly dissinteressted.
"Chihiro... We've got her right where we want her, the pathetic thing."
His eyes widened for a moment, then turned back to a glare, now much colder than before.
"Don't you touch her! She has nothing to do with any of this!"
There was evil laughter from the darkness, the errie noise ringing throughout the cold stone walls.
"Oh, but she does. She means something to you, and is therefore a valuable bargaining chip..."
Kohaku's fists clenched in anger. "If you do anything to harm her, I swear I'll--!"
But his words were cut short when a round screen appeared, showing the kiss between Chihiro and the Kohaku look-alike.
"I'd say she's pretty happy with the actions we're taking..." the cold voice said, chuckling to itself as Kohaku looked at the two, his jaw dropping.
"She doesn't know who he really is." Kohaku replied, looking away, keeping the pain he was feeling on the inside.
"And who's to say she doesn't?"
"Shut up! I know she doesn't. I just-- know it."
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Author's note- Ok, I am BEGGING you to see past the corny-ness of this chapter. Moving on, Kohaku returns! *Wonders if anyone has any idea where she's going with this story* Ah well, it makes me happ. XD Anyways, please review! I love reviews! They make me feel special and loved. Even flames.
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