Disclaimer: I don't own Spirited Away or any of its characters.
Author's Note: No matter what the chapter's title may lead you to believe this is not the last chapter! Happy Reading!
~Na
Chapter 15: Bunta's "Threat" (a.k.a Chihiro's Death)
Kohaku was flying high over... well actually he didn't know where he was. Kohaku kept telling himself, I'm not lost, I'm not lost, I'm flying over a forest in the Spirit World (wow so very precise, I'm lost!) I'm not lost, I know where I am, I'm here that is very precise there is only one here and I'm in it, I'm not there, I'm here. Where is here? That would be a good question and better the answer. I've lived here in the Spirit World for how long? And I'm lost. No I'm not lost all I have to do is turn around and fly back the way I came. Kohaku noticed that the sun was on his right side, when he left Aburaya that morning the sun was on his right. The problem was that it was well after noon, so he was already turned around and not heading back to Aburaya!
Kohaku landed in a safe looking clearing in the woods. Kohaku changed back into human form and walked around the small clearing about five times before he stood in the middle face to the sky arm spread out, "I'm LOST!"
"Haku!" said a voice coming closer to Kohaku.
"Bou no!" said another voice, following the first.
Kohaku looked in the direction of the voices, running into the clearing was a nine year old boy. The boy obviously knew Kohaku but Kohaku didn't know him. Kohaku looked closer, the boy was huge, taller then Kohaku, but it was obvious that he was only nine. He was bald, not a shaved bald, but a never had hair bald. His face was a little pudgy and small. It was also obvious that the boy had lost some weight, thought how it was obvious, Kohaku didn't know.
Bunta ran into the clearing, "Bou! No!"
"Bou!?" said Kohaku as Bou picked him up and hugged him.
"Haku! Daddy said no one was coming to play with me, but you came!" said Bou smiling and putting Kohaku down.
Bunta looked angry and stern yet kind and fatherly, "Bou I need you to go home now, I need to talk to Haku." Bou frowned and slumped home.
"Bunta..." began Kohaku.
Bunta still looked angry, "I know Haku, you're here to bring Bou back. Well you aren't going to! I gave you something to protect you from Yu- Baaba's magick. But my magick is something completely different, I hate to resort to such tactics, but I could do twenty times worse then whatever Yu- Baaba would do..."
Kohaku just wanted to strangle Bunta, he had always been nice but now he was threatening Chihiro! Kohaku's dragon rage was boiling up inside of him, but he suppressed it, love for a child is strong, "I'm not going to take Bou. Tomorrow it has been a week, Yu-Baaba will abide and apologize tomorrow. Now could you please tell me where I am?"
"Ok Thank you Haku. Where you are? My normal house is just over there 100 meters or so," replied Bunta confused.
"But then I should have flown out of this forest hours ago!" replied Kohaku shocked.
Bunta stood quiet for a second, Kohaku knew what he was doing, feeling magick. Magick was not always easy to feel, but you could always feel it. Bunta turned pale, "A loop spell, a dark loop, an evil spell created to keep you in the forest. To make you think you were flying further when it would just bring you back to the beginning..."
"What?! By whom, why?" asked Kohaku.
"I don't know but I removed it. Fly home, go now! Don't look back, just get back as fast as possible, I fear..." Bunta trailed off.
"Chihiro!" Kohaku screamed he quickly turned into a dragon and sped off into the sky.
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Chihiro had just finished scrubbing the last hall in Aburaya. Yu- Baaba had given her a new day task for the past six days, clean the pigs, weed the garden, remove mold and moss from statues, clean chimneys, kitchen inventory, and clean all of Aburaya's floors. Each day the person who normally does it was given the day off and Chihiro had to do it. Chihiro had gone almost a week with the grand total of four hours of sleep, six if she went to bed right then.
Chihiro was very happy, she was finished and could go to sleep. Chihiro's tired smile, turned to a frown when she turned the corner. A small hall was covered with soot, mud, dirt, sludge, mold, grass, dead leave, really everything. The floor could no longer be seen, and someone had done muddy cartwheels on the ceiling! Chihiro dropped all her cleaning stuff she was utterly shocked.
"I...I cleaned this already, I know I did! Mold? How could mold grow that fast? How am I going to clean this all in two hours?" Chihiro sighed and picked up the broom. Chihiro had been so close to going to sleep she could see the door to the woman's sleeping quarter, so close and yet untouchable.
Chihiro grabbed a big pile of debris and looked around. It would take to long to bring each little pile down a few floors and out the door, not to mention any leaf that fell on the way Chihiro would have to clean up. Chihiro looked at the window, she didn't think Yu-Baaba would be to happy about her dumping junk out of the window. But an average of one hour of sleep per every 36 hours, was enough(to little) to impair anyone's judgment.
Chihiro threw the pile out of the window, a wind picked up and threw the debris back at Chihiro. A distinctive laugh was heard, Chihiro shuttered, it was an evil laugh that the wind could not have made, "It's just the wind...(I hope)."
Chihiro brushed herself off and picked up another pile, a laugh was heard one more time, Chihiro ignored it. Chihiro threw the debris out of the window, it didn't fly back at her.
Chihiro turned around in relief, she thought it really was just wind. Chihiro jumped, at the sight of her oversized shadow. Chihiro laughed at her self, what a child she was. Chihiro waved at the shadow, the shadow waved back.
Chihiro smiled and went to turn back to her work, something caught her eye and flashed in her memory of a few seconds before. Chihiro waved at the shadow with her right hand. The shadow had waved back with the hand on Chihiro's right, but it was the shadow's left hand!
It was just an illusion, Chihiro told herself, not enough sleep. Chihiro couldn't help but to look back at her shadow. Chihiro slowly turned her head, her shadow was gone. Chihiro gasped in fright and backed up into dark black arms that 'hugged' Chihiro, it was all that separated Chihiro from the window. Each of the black hands held a knife one at Chihiro's neck the other at her stomach.
Chihiro was too afraid to speak, a laugh was heard again, not to far from Chihiro's ear. The knife began to slowly move back across of Chihiro's stomach. The knife cut Chihiro's uniform and sliced the skin, Chihiro let out a short yelp. Chihiro's heart was already beating incredibly fast, the inch or two of cut cloth and skin was soaked in blood. The Knife at her throat began to slowly move. It was only a cat scratch on her neck but it hurt more the anything. As the black hand pressed the knifes harder to Chihiro's skin, Chihiro took a step back trying to walk through her capturer, escaping the knives.
To Chihiro's surprise she had successfully walked through the capturer, though it was difficult. The sudden release of the small amount of pressure that was on her back, made Chihiro fall backwards.
Before Chihiro fell out of the window she saw her capture, a shadow, a transparent, non solid shadow. Chihiro fell hard on a rather large private balcony on the next floor below. She was surrounded by the debris she had thrown out of the window. Was it a good thing that the balcony was there? Chihiro didn't know, no thought ran through her brain.
The Shadow looked down at Chihiro and laughed, "She's dead." The Shadow turned and with a flick of his wrist all debris disappeared, including the mud on the ceiling.
The shadow faded away and reappeared in Yu-Baaba's room. Yu-Baaba who was nervously pacing, and hadn't noticed him.
"She is dead," said the spirit bowing.
Yu-Baaba looked at him and smile, "Well at least something good happened this week."
"What do you want me to do with the body?" asked the Shadow moving towards Yu-Baaba.
"Well where is it now?" asked Yu-Baaba, she figured it would be best if the body was found.
"One floor below the woman's sleeping quarters, on a balcony," replied the Shadow.
Yu-Baaba smiled an evil smile, "On a rather large balcony? Large enough for a dragon to land?"
The Shadow nodded, "Yes."
"Leave it there! Don't touch it, its better then I hoped, that's Haku's balcony."
"As you wish," said the Shadow fading away. Yu-Baaba laughed.
Author's Note: Keep in mind this is not the end. That means a few thing, there is a funeral and then it ends, or Kohaku seeks revenge, or...(something not so sad)...
~Na
Author's Note: No matter what the chapter's title may lead you to believe this is not the last chapter! Happy Reading!
~Na
Chapter 15: Bunta's "Threat" (a.k.a Chihiro's Death)
Kohaku was flying high over... well actually he didn't know where he was. Kohaku kept telling himself, I'm not lost, I'm not lost, I'm flying over a forest in the Spirit World (wow so very precise, I'm lost!) I'm not lost, I know where I am, I'm here that is very precise there is only one here and I'm in it, I'm not there, I'm here. Where is here? That would be a good question and better the answer. I've lived here in the Spirit World for how long? And I'm lost. No I'm not lost all I have to do is turn around and fly back the way I came. Kohaku noticed that the sun was on his right side, when he left Aburaya that morning the sun was on his right. The problem was that it was well after noon, so he was already turned around and not heading back to Aburaya!
Kohaku landed in a safe looking clearing in the woods. Kohaku changed back into human form and walked around the small clearing about five times before he stood in the middle face to the sky arm spread out, "I'm LOST!"
"Haku!" said a voice coming closer to Kohaku.
"Bou no!" said another voice, following the first.
Kohaku looked in the direction of the voices, running into the clearing was a nine year old boy. The boy obviously knew Kohaku but Kohaku didn't know him. Kohaku looked closer, the boy was huge, taller then Kohaku, but it was obvious that he was only nine. He was bald, not a shaved bald, but a never had hair bald. His face was a little pudgy and small. It was also obvious that the boy had lost some weight, thought how it was obvious, Kohaku didn't know.
Bunta ran into the clearing, "Bou! No!"
"Bou!?" said Kohaku as Bou picked him up and hugged him.
"Haku! Daddy said no one was coming to play with me, but you came!" said Bou smiling and putting Kohaku down.
Bunta looked angry and stern yet kind and fatherly, "Bou I need you to go home now, I need to talk to Haku." Bou frowned and slumped home.
"Bunta..." began Kohaku.
Bunta still looked angry, "I know Haku, you're here to bring Bou back. Well you aren't going to! I gave you something to protect you from Yu- Baaba's magick. But my magick is something completely different, I hate to resort to such tactics, but I could do twenty times worse then whatever Yu- Baaba would do..."
Kohaku just wanted to strangle Bunta, he had always been nice but now he was threatening Chihiro! Kohaku's dragon rage was boiling up inside of him, but he suppressed it, love for a child is strong, "I'm not going to take Bou. Tomorrow it has been a week, Yu-Baaba will abide and apologize tomorrow. Now could you please tell me where I am?"
"Ok Thank you Haku. Where you are? My normal house is just over there 100 meters or so," replied Bunta confused.
"But then I should have flown out of this forest hours ago!" replied Kohaku shocked.
Bunta stood quiet for a second, Kohaku knew what he was doing, feeling magick. Magick was not always easy to feel, but you could always feel it. Bunta turned pale, "A loop spell, a dark loop, an evil spell created to keep you in the forest. To make you think you were flying further when it would just bring you back to the beginning..."
"What?! By whom, why?" asked Kohaku.
"I don't know but I removed it. Fly home, go now! Don't look back, just get back as fast as possible, I fear..." Bunta trailed off.
"Chihiro!" Kohaku screamed he quickly turned into a dragon and sped off into the sky.
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Chihiro had just finished scrubbing the last hall in Aburaya. Yu- Baaba had given her a new day task for the past six days, clean the pigs, weed the garden, remove mold and moss from statues, clean chimneys, kitchen inventory, and clean all of Aburaya's floors. Each day the person who normally does it was given the day off and Chihiro had to do it. Chihiro had gone almost a week with the grand total of four hours of sleep, six if she went to bed right then.
Chihiro was very happy, she was finished and could go to sleep. Chihiro's tired smile, turned to a frown when she turned the corner. A small hall was covered with soot, mud, dirt, sludge, mold, grass, dead leave, really everything. The floor could no longer be seen, and someone had done muddy cartwheels on the ceiling! Chihiro dropped all her cleaning stuff she was utterly shocked.
"I...I cleaned this already, I know I did! Mold? How could mold grow that fast? How am I going to clean this all in two hours?" Chihiro sighed and picked up the broom. Chihiro had been so close to going to sleep she could see the door to the woman's sleeping quarter, so close and yet untouchable.
Chihiro grabbed a big pile of debris and looked around. It would take to long to bring each little pile down a few floors and out the door, not to mention any leaf that fell on the way Chihiro would have to clean up. Chihiro looked at the window, she didn't think Yu-Baaba would be to happy about her dumping junk out of the window. But an average of one hour of sleep per every 36 hours, was enough(to little) to impair anyone's judgment.
Chihiro threw the pile out of the window, a wind picked up and threw the debris back at Chihiro. A distinctive laugh was heard, Chihiro shuttered, it was an evil laugh that the wind could not have made, "It's just the wind...(I hope)."
Chihiro brushed herself off and picked up another pile, a laugh was heard one more time, Chihiro ignored it. Chihiro threw the debris out of the window, it didn't fly back at her.
Chihiro turned around in relief, she thought it really was just wind. Chihiro jumped, at the sight of her oversized shadow. Chihiro laughed at her self, what a child she was. Chihiro waved at the shadow, the shadow waved back.
Chihiro smiled and went to turn back to her work, something caught her eye and flashed in her memory of a few seconds before. Chihiro waved at the shadow with her right hand. The shadow had waved back with the hand on Chihiro's right, but it was the shadow's left hand!
It was just an illusion, Chihiro told herself, not enough sleep. Chihiro couldn't help but to look back at her shadow. Chihiro slowly turned her head, her shadow was gone. Chihiro gasped in fright and backed up into dark black arms that 'hugged' Chihiro, it was all that separated Chihiro from the window. Each of the black hands held a knife one at Chihiro's neck the other at her stomach.
Chihiro was too afraid to speak, a laugh was heard again, not to far from Chihiro's ear. The knife began to slowly move back across of Chihiro's stomach. The knife cut Chihiro's uniform and sliced the skin, Chihiro let out a short yelp. Chihiro's heart was already beating incredibly fast, the inch or two of cut cloth and skin was soaked in blood. The Knife at her throat began to slowly move. It was only a cat scratch on her neck but it hurt more the anything. As the black hand pressed the knifes harder to Chihiro's skin, Chihiro took a step back trying to walk through her capturer, escaping the knives.
To Chihiro's surprise she had successfully walked through the capturer, though it was difficult. The sudden release of the small amount of pressure that was on her back, made Chihiro fall backwards.
Before Chihiro fell out of the window she saw her capture, a shadow, a transparent, non solid shadow. Chihiro fell hard on a rather large private balcony on the next floor below. She was surrounded by the debris she had thrown out of the window. Was it a good thing that the balcony was there? Chihiro didn't know, no thought ran through her brain.
The Shadow looked down at Chihiro and laughed, "She's dead." The Shadow turned and with a flick of his wrist all debris disappeared, including the mud on the ceiling.
The shadow faded away and reappeared in Yu-Baaba's room. Yu-Baaba who was nervously pacing, and hadn't noticed him.
"She is dead," said the spirit bowing.
Yu-Baaba looked at him and smile, "Well at least something good happened this week."
"What do you want me to do with the body?" asked the Shadow moving towards Yu-Baaba.
"Well where is it now?" asked Yu-Baaba, she figured it would be best if the body was found.
"One floor below the woman's sleeping quarters, on a balcony," replied the Shadow.
Yu-Baaba smiled an evil smile, "On a rather large balcony? Large enough for a dragon to land?"
The Shadow nodded, "Yes."
"Leave it there! Don't touch it, its better then I hoped, that's Haku's balcony."
"As you wish," said the Shadow fading away. Yu-Baaba laughed.
Author's Note: Keep in mind this is not the end. That means a few thing, there is a funeral and then it ends, or Kohaku seeks revenge, or...(something not so sad)...
~Na
