Neighbors: New Friends
by Siren & SpelCastrMax
Authors Note (Yes there's 2 of us for the price of one): Everyone has seen Spirited Away and EVERYONE wanted a longer ending, so here's our rendition. Enjoy.
From SIREN: Thank you people for reviewing our lovely story! We're planning on continuing! And we actually have a storyline!
From SPELCASTRMAX: Well...sort of.
SIREN: Shutup!
SPELCASTRMAX: I can't help it if I'm honest...sorta again.
SIREN: Anyways, enjoy the new chapter.
SPELCASTRMAX: And don't forget to eat your broccoli.
(SIREN shakes her head)
Chapter Two: New Friends
As the afternoon sun headed west, the game grew tiresome. Chihiro saw for the first, and maybe the only, time Haku acting the age he appeared. He played as well as any of the other children, only his perfect posture and hidden emotions remained. As questions began to form in her mind, she looked for a way to talk to Haku alone.
Finally, opportunity came when her parents called her into the house. "Chihiro! Come and help unpack."
Her father added, "See if you can find any cheap labor to help us out."
Chihiro merely shook her head and signaled for Haku to follow her into the house.
Once inside, her mother's face lit up. "Oh, Chihiro. Who is your new friend?"
The question caught her off guard, forgetting that she'd have to explain him to her parents. "Uh...this is..."
The boy smoothly stepped in. "I am Kasui Kohaku." He extended a warm hand.
Chihiro's mother smiled sweetly, a little taken aback, but took his hand. "Well, it's nice to meet you. Kohaku...why does that sound familiar?"
The daughter felt panic rise, luckily her father interrupted at that moment. He sized Haku up and down. "Hello there. Chihiro, you should take some boxes up to your room."
"Okay," she stated without a battle as she picked up a box with her name scribbled on it. Glancing over the box, she told Haku, "Just go on up. My room is the first one on the right."
Instead of responding, Haku stepped past her and lifted a slightly larger box into his own hands.
Chihiro blinked a few times and meekly replied, "Thank you, Haku." Then all the things she already owed him came back to her. "But you don't have to do that," she hurriedly added.
"I'm your friend," he said, shrugging as best he could with the box in his hands. He started up the stairs ahead of her.
While Chihiro began to trail after him, her expression was one of exasperation. Her parents watched in both fascination and confusion.
When their child was out of sight, the mother commented, "Is it just me or does it seem like those two have known each other for a long time?"
The father's comment was less mystical. "Did Chihiro just willingly do work?"
Chihiro set her box beside the door and looked at Haku. "How did you get here?"
"I came through the tunnel. I left Lin and the others in charge, but I can't stay long." He opened the box and unpacked the stuffed animals as he spoke.
The girl only watched with her arms hanging at her side. "Are you coming back again?"
Haku glanced up and smirked. "Of course I will. I just can't stay in the human world for long periods of time."
She let out a silent sigh of relief and at last helped in the unpacking. Holding up a wind chime to a place beside the window, she offhandedly asked, "Should I hang this here?" Her eyes went down to the street outside where she noticed two lonely kids watching the other children's' game.
The slightly taller child was a boy with spiked blonde hair and loose fitting clothes. The girl had black hair that reached somewhere between the small of her back and the bottom of her shoulder blades. Where she seemed to be Japanese, he held the air of an American, yet the two had a closeness that could only be held by siblings.
"They look sad," Chihiro said quietly as she set down the wind chime.
Haku joined her at the window. "Let's go meet them."
With a nod from the girl they both headed backstairs and out the door. They offered the two kids a joined friendly expression as they neared them.
"Hi there," Chihiro greeted, telling them her name, "And this is Haku."
The pair bowed respectfully. The girl opened up first. "My name is Smith Yukari and this is my brother, Tommy."
The more Americanized Tommy gave a single word reply. "Yo."
Haku only blinked and brushed away the slang.
Chihiro began to ask them questions. "Do you live around here?"
Tommy pointed to the house kiddy corner to Chihiro's. "We moved in about two weeks ago. That was the agreement. We lived in America for the last two years so now it's back to Japan."
Yukari slapped her brother on the shoulder. "Don't make it sound like a punishment!" Turning back to her new neighbor, she clarified, "Mom's from here and Dad's from Ohio. They made a little deal when they married about where we'd all be living."
Tommy crossed his arms over his chest and grumbled, "Yeah, but they didn't plan for all the moving to make our social life non-existent."
Cocking her head to one side, Chihiro told them, "Who needs a social life?" Haku just smiled in response.
"You both going to the local school," Yukari wanted to know, "We're in the fifth grade."
"Problem with being twins. You don't even have a grade to yourself," Tommy joked.
Chihiro laughed, but noticed Haku's discomfort at the question. He didn't have an answer for once. "Well," she spoke up, "I'll be in the same grade, but Haku..." She glanced at his thoughtful face, "Haku is home schooled."
Tommy slapped Haku on the shoulder. "You are soooo lucky, dude!"
Haku didn't seem to notice the unfamiliar physical contact. He was gazing in the direction of the forest, clearly distracted.
Whispering to him, Chihiro asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"Stay with them," he ordered, his voice calm as ever.
He began to walk away without even a goodbye. Yukari yelled, "Hey! We gonna see you tomorrow?"
The only answer they got was his hand raised over his head in a half-wave.
Tommy squinted his eyes as Haku left their sight. To Chihiro he inquired with confusion, "Does he really live in forest?"
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You asked for it, we delivered. We're better than Pizza Hut. Do you like? Do you no like? You review. Tank you.
by Siren & SpelCastrMax
Authors Note (Yes there's 2 of us for the price of one): Everyone has seen Spirited Away and EVERYONE wanted a longer ending, so here's our rendition. Enjoy.
From SIREN: Thank you people for reviewing our lovely story! We're planning on continuing! And we actually have a storyline!
From SPELCASTRMAX: Well...sort of.
SIREN: Shutup!
SPELCASTRMAX: I can't help it if I'm honest...sorta again.
SIREN: Anyways, enjoy the new chapter.
SPELCASTRMAX: And don't forget to eat your broccoli.
(SIREN shakes her head)
Chapter Two: New Friends
As the afternoon sun headed west, the game grew tiresome. Chihiro saw for the first, and maybe the only, time Haku acting the age he appeared. He played as well as any of the other children, only his perfect posture and hidden emotions remained. As questions began to form in her mind, she looked for a way to talk to Haku alone.
Finally, opportunity came when her parents called her into the house. "Chihiro! Come and help unpack."
Her father added, "See if you can find any cheap labor to help us out."
Chihiro merely shook her head and signaled for Haku to follow her into the house.
Once inside, her mother's face lit up. "Oh, Chihiro. Who is your new friend?"
The question caught her off guard, forgetting that she'd have to explain him to her parents. "Uh...this is..."
The boy smoothly stepped in. "I am Kasui Kohaku." He extended a warm hand.
Chihiro's mother smiled sweetly, a little taken aback, but took his hand. "Well, it's nice to meet you. Kohaku...why does that sound familiar?"
The daughter felt panic rise, luckily her father interrupted at that moment. He sized Haku up and down. "Hello there. Chihiro, you should take some boxes up to your room."
"Okay," she stated without a battle as she picked up a box with her name scribbled on it. Glancing over the box, she told Haku, "Just go on up. My room is the first one on the right."
Instead of responding, Haku stepped past her and lifted a slightly larger box into his own hands.
Chihiro blinked a few times and meekly replied, "Thank you, Haku." Then all the things she already owed him came back to her. "But you don't have to do that," she hurriedly added.
"I'm your friend," he said, shrugging as best he could with the box in his hands. He started up the stairs ahead of her.
While Chihiro began to trail after him, her expression was one of exasperation. Her parents watched in both fascination and confusion.
When their child was out of sight, the mother commented, "Is it just me or does it seem like those two have known each other for a long time?"
The father's comment was less mystical. "Did Chihiro just willingly do work?"
Chihiro set her box beside the door and looked at Haku. "How did you get here?"
"I came through the tunnel. I left Lin and the others in charge, but I can't stay long." He opened the box and unpacked the stuffed animals as he spoke.
The girl only watched with her arms hanging at her side. "Are you coming back again?"
Haku glanced up and smirked. "Of course I will. I just can't stay in the human world for long periods of time."
She let out a silent sigh of relief and at last helped in the unpacking. Holding up a wind chime to a place beside the window, she offhandedly asked, "Should I hang this here?" Her eyes went down to the street outside where she noticed two lonely kids watching the other children's' game.
The slightly taller child was a boy with spiked blonde hair and loose fitting clothes. The girl had black hair that reached somewhere between the small of her back and the bottom of her shoulder blades. Where she seemed to be Japanese, he held the air of an American, yet the two had a closeness that could only be held by siblings.
"They look sad," Chihiro said quietly as she set down the wind chime.
Haku joined her at the window. "Let's go meet them."
With a nod from the girl they both headed backstairs and out the door. They offered the two kids a joined friendly expression as they neared them.
"Hi there," Chihiro greeted, telling them her name, "And this is Haku."
The pair bowed respectfully. The girl opened up first. "My name is Smith Yukari and this is my brother, Tommy."
The more Americanized Tommy gave a single word reply. "Yo."
Haku only blinked and brushed away the slang.
Chihiro began to ask them questions. "Do you live around here?"
Tommy pointed to the house kiddy corner to Chihiro's. "We moved in about two weeks ago. That was the agreement. We lived in America for the last two years so now it's back to Japan."
Yukari slapped her brother on the shoulder. "Don't make it sound like a punishment!" Turning back to her new neighbor, she clarified, "Mom's from here and Dad's from Ohio. They made a little deal when they married about where we'd all be living."
Tommy crossed his arms over his chest and grumbled, "Yeah, but they didn't plan for all the moving to make our social life non-existent."
Cocking her head to one side, Chihiro told them, "Who needs a social life?" Haku just smiled in response.
"You both going to the local school," Yukari wanted to know, "We're in the fifth grade."
"Problem with being twins. You don't even have a grade to yourself," Tommy joked.
Chihiro laughed, but noticed Haku's discomfort at the question. He didn't have an answer for once. "Well," she spoke up, "I'll be in the same grade, but Haku..." She glanced at his thoughtful face, "Haku is home schooled."
Tommy slapped Haku on the shoulder. "You are soooo lucky, dude!"
Haku didn't seem to notice the unfamiliar physical contact. He was gazing in the direction of the forest, clearly distracted.
Whispering to him, Chihiro asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"Stay with them," he ordered, his voice calm as ever.
He began to walk away without even a goodbye. Yukari yelled, "Hey! We gonna see you tomorrow?"
The only answer they got was his hand raised over his head in a half-wave.
Tommy squinted his eyes as Haku left their sight. To Chihiro he inquired with confusion, "Does he really live in forest?"
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You asked for it, we delivered. We're better than Pizza Hut. Do you like? Do you no like? You review. Tank you.
