Gothic_farie: OwÉIÕm really tired. IÕm so sorry I havenÕt updated in so long. School is pushing me to actually do my homework. Heh heh, well, here you go!
Sen: Shame on you for not updating!
Gothic_farie: IÕm sorry! IÕm sorry!
Haku: IÕm still glad you donÕt own meÉ
Gothic_farie: I know you wish I did! ;-) j/k!
Haku: @_@
Waiting-- Chapter 5
Chihiro slipped on some rocks, and fell to her hands and knees. Her hair fell in front of her face, and she stared at her hands, which were smeared with dirt and blood from vines and thorns. Her grey eyes filled with tears, and she heard her heart pounding in her ears. ÔWhy is this happening now, when IÕve moved on, andÑI donÕt need him any more! HeÕs a fictional character, and IÕm running after a stupid dream that means nothing. NOTHING!Õ She stood up shakily, and leaned against a nearby tree.
She held up the purple threads that she had kept for so long. Her fingers curled slowly around it, as if reluctantly she was accepting her own fate. The wind began to blow around her, the branches of the trees moving slowly back and forth, the light changing and becoming green, then yellow with hints of blue crossing over her face, making patters like the sun shining down on the water, stroking her face, letting her know that everything was going to be alright. She closed her eyes, and thought as much as she could about the world she had left so long ago.
She stayed there for quite some time, calming herself, and trying to find out where to go. If anyone had seen her, they would have thought her a statue meditating on the way of life. They would have thought she was trying to escape the mortal life. She let her hair blow around her face, and watched the birds fly in the sky, and it reminded her of Haku, and how he flew so high, she swore she could touch the stars. She remembered the moonlight on her skin, and how it felt like cool silk on her hands, and the wind had embraced her face, and kissed her cheeks, while her fingers were entwined in soft hair.
After a few minutes of quiet reflection, she backed away from the tree, and stared down the road. ÒIf I go through, I may never come back here. I might never see Yuki, or my mom or dad again,Ó she whispered. Tears fell down her cheeks, and her lip quivered, but she brushed them away quietly. She remembered a Swiss knife that her father had given her two years ago, and she turned to face the tree, and carved her own name, and 1987 Ð 2003. If she came back, she would cross it out, but if she didnÕt, there would at least be a message.
She looked towards the tunnel, and began to walk towards it, slowly, quietly, as if she had lead weights tied to her feet. She looked back every now and then, stopping as she reached the entrance. ÒGoodbye everyoneÉfor now.Ó She backed slowly into the dark tunnel, only turning around again when she couldnÕt tell how far it was to the exit. She walked slowly, and smiled as she remembered her mother. ÔDonÕt cling so Chihiro, youÕll make me trip! Oh, you should try this, itÕs DELICIOUS! You shouldnÕt walk off like that, Chihiro.Ó She blinked as she stepped out of the train station, and rubbed her eyes. The meadow was the same, but the sky was slightly darker. There seemed to be a gloom in the air, a certain sadness that made the area seem grey.
ÒOh Haku, what happened here? Why is this happening?Ó
Gothic_farie: PhewÉThat took a while! I tried to be descriptive. Anyways, the next chapter IS when Chihiro and Haku meet! I thinkÉ.No, just kidding. Alright! And thanks for all the reviews! In the next chapter, IÕll reply to your replies! UmÉI hope that makes sense to you. ErrrrÉEh he heh heh.