Althe: Yo. Sorry for the long update^^;;; Been busy.
Enough about the chitchat let the chapter begin!
:::Who Said Dreams Don't Come True?:::
5. Pig Food Part II
*****
-"Don't be so stubborn Chihiro! Daddy's paying for such a lovely lunch and you should do the curtsy and eat!"
"No!" Chihiro cried now shaking her head furiously.
"Come here!" ordered her mother, as her patience grew thinner to a thread.
Chihiro stood there for a few seconds, then walked up to her mother nervously.
"Eat."-
With the last words escaping her mouth, Chihiro's mother shoved a succulent barbequed chicken into her mouth.
Chihiro stood there, dumbfounded at her mother. She was about to protest when she felt heaven flow through her mouth. It was like having an icy cool drink on a nice white sandy beach. It was paradise beyond paradise.
Chihiro stepped forward towards the welcoming buffet table. She took a piece of chicken and bit into it with no remorse. Ah, the joy of such luxurious food.
"Can I walk around, mom?" Chihiro asked, still eating her chicken hungrily as she watched her parents stuff themselves like pigs (thank god their gonna turn into ones themselves:))
Chihiro waited for an answer, but didn't get one. The closest to a response was an oink from her father.
Oink?
She blinked in confusion, but shook the thought away and walked away, but not before she grabbed another chicken for the road.
The scenery around her was eerie and lonely. None of the shop windows seemed washed or the walls painted for a long time. Even so, Chihiro thought it looked nice. Quiet, but nice.
The wind blew softly as she hopped up the stairs. There, she found a beautiful building with a breath-taking waterfall just outside the entrance. The paint and windows looked clean and new and the decorations were just striking.
"It's a bath house," Chihiro said in awe, taking another bite into her chicken while staring at the mysterious building.
She didn't understand why, but the building felt odd. It was as if it was unwelcoming. The beauty didn't quite capture her either. But why? It was everything Chihiro dreamed her house would be.
"I see you're eating a chicken."
Chihiro jumped at the sound of a boy's voice, dropping her chicken in the process. She stared opened mouth at her now spoiled chicken before looking up at the boy angrily.
"Look at what you did!" she said angrily, "you've spoiled my chicken!"
The boy laughed softly before stepping towards Chihiro. He gave her a gentle smile, but she snorted at him. The boy then bent down and picked up the chicken, examining it with an amused face.
"Hm....I should have warned you about the food here," the boy mumbled before walking up towards the bridge in front of them.
"Hey! What are you doing to my chicken?!" Chihiro cried stomping her feet in anger.
Strange....Chihiro thought. She usually wasn't that excited about food, but somehow, she wanted more. The food here was addicting.
Chihiro watched the boy look down at the depths of the water. What was he trying to do? Before Chihiro could say anything to him, he tossed the carcass down the river.
"What are you doing?" Chihiro yelled. (=Chicken crazy :p-[author's note])
The boy smiled at her.
"It'll go straight down to your thighs if you eat anymore," he said cheerfully, turning his gaze back to the never-ending sea.
Chihiro was about to protest, but saw the sad expression on the boy's face. Her heart softened for him and she walked towards him, watching the sea as well.
The calm sea stretched all the way up to the setting sun. The water up ahead turned scarlet from the rays of the bright burning sun. It was beautiful, yet sad at the same time. The scenery felt more like an end of a death battle than a beginning of a journey.
"Who are you?" Chihiro said softly, forgetting her anger completely.
The boy looked shocked from her words, but laughed when he saw her confused face.
"Of course! You wouldn't recognize me because I look different now," he said, chuckling softly.
Chihiro tilted her head at him. She had seen him for the first time and he was acting as if they were close friends.
She narrowed her eyes, hard in thought.
The boy had long black hair in which he tied into a small ponytail. His bangs were highlighted a light tan colour and his right ear was pierced with a gold earring. He was tall and lanky with old Japanese clothing (=he has the same clothes as Kohaku except his is black and white).
She couldn't see anything familiar about him.
His eyes gleamed brilliantly. His eyes. Chihiro blinked as she stared at him. His eyes were orange gray. Yes. They were the colour of the boy's eyes in her dream.
"Your that boy," Chihiro said, with uncertainty in her voice. She could be wrong. There were plenty of other boys that could have the same eye colour...Well, at least if they wore contacts.
"Yeah. I'm the guy."
"....You never told me your name."
The boy frowned as he looked up at the darkening sky.
"Damn," he muttered as he grabbed Chihiro's wrist.
He began leading her back down the stairs towards the deserted shops. Chihiro looked back at the buffet shop. Her parents were still there. She tugged at the boy to stop.
"Wait! My parents are still here!"
The boy stopped walking and turned to face Chihiro. He placed both his hands on her shoulders and stared at her right in the eye.
"Chihiro, listen to me," he said sternly, "Your parents aren't themselves anymore. Just go. Go to the docks and wait for a man called Kohaku. He'll help you. It's already too late for you to go home. Hurry. Ubaba's probably looking for you as we speak."
Chihiro stared at him in complete confusion before shrugging him away. All around them, black ghostly figures glided around, looking no less or more like anything real.
She let out a scream, but stifled it when the boy placed his hand to her mouth.
"Go," he said softly motioning her towards the area where she had come from.
Chihiro shook her head.
"I need to go get my parents," she said desperately, running towards the buffet table.
"Chihiro!" the boy cried fruitlessly as she ran towards her oddly 'fat' mother and father.
What she saw was nonetheless, interesting.
A pig for a mother and father is not a very 'happy' thought, either.
"My parents!" Chihiro screamed as the boy walked towards her, "what happened to my parents?"
The boy sighed, grabbing her wrist and tugging her away from the eating snobs.
"Chihiro, you need to get out of here."
"But what about my parents? What happened to them?"
"Chihiro!" he shouted, stopping in his tracks and looking at the girl straight in the eye. "Your parents have turned into pigs and if you don't hurry, you'll join them."
Chihiro gasped.
"What, what do you mean?" she stammered, feeling dread seep up her entire body.
The boy said nothing, he any looked at her solemnly.
Chihiro subconsciously placed her hands on top of her head. She felt something rubbery like skin. Her hands moved down to the side of her head. Nope. No ears.
"Wha-what's happening?" Chihiro cried, feeling all over her head.
Again, the boy said nothing.
Chihiro looked around until she spotted a brightening window beside her. She screamed.
She had ears. Pig ears.
The boy grabbed Chihiro and started pushing to go towards the stairs.
"Go," the boy said as black figures started surrounding them in a ghostly fashion.
Chihiro didn't need to be told that twice. She just ran.
*****
Althe: WHEEE!!! ^^ Done!
Hope ya liked that chappie! Might take awhile to update the next. Gomen!
I want to change the title of this story. You know what, review me and tell me what you want this fic to be called^^ It's easier that way. :p
Yeah, I know. I'm lazy...
R+R~!
Ja ne!
Enough about the chitchat let the chapter begin!
:::Who Said Dreams Don't Come True?:::
5. Pig Food Part II
*****
-"Don't be so stubborn Chihiro! Daddy's paying for such a lovely lunch and you should do the curtsy and eat!"
"No!" Chihiro cried now shaking her head furiously.
"Come here!" ordered her mother, as her patience grew thinner to a thread.
Chihiro stood there for a few seconds, then walked up to her mother nervously.
"Eat."-
With the last words escaping her mouth, Chihiro's mother shoved a succulent barbequed chicken into her mouth.
Chihiro stood there, dumbfounded at her mother. She was about to protest when she felt heaven flow through her mouth. It was like having an icy cool drink on a nice white sandy beach. It was paradise beyond paradise.
Chihiro stepped forward towards the welcoming buffet table. She took a piece of chicken and bit into it with no remorse. Ah, the joy of such luxurious food.
"Can I walk around, mom?" Chihiro asked, still eating her chicken hungrily as she watched her parents stuff themselves like pigs (thank god their gonna turn into ones themselves:))
Chihiro waited for an answer, but didn't get one. The closest to a response was an oink from her father.
Oink?
She blinked in confusion, but shook the thought away and walked away, but not before she grabbed another chicken for the road.
The scenery around her was eerie and lonely. None of the shop windows seemed washed or the walls painted for a long time. Even so, Chihiro thought it looked nice. Quiet, but nice.
The wind blew softly as she hopped up the stairs. There, she found a beautiful building with a breath-taking waterfall just outside the entrance. The paint and windows looked clean and new and the decorations were just striking.
"It's a bath house," Chihiro said in awe, taking another bite into her chicken while staring at the mysterious building.
She didn't understand why, but the building felt odd. It was as if it was unwelcoming. The beauty didn't quite capture her either. But why? It was everything Chihiro dreamed her house would be.
"I see you're eating a chicken."
Chihiro jumped at the sound of a boy's voice, dropping her chicken in the process. She stared opened mouth at her now spoiled chicken before looking up at the boy angrily.
"Look at what you did!" she said angrily, "you've spoiled my chicken!"
The boy laughed softly before stepping towards Chihiro. He gave her a gentle smile, but she snorted at him. The boy then bent down and picked up the chicken, examining it with an amused face.
"Hm....I should have warned you about the food here," the boy mumbled before walking up towards the bridge in front of them.
"Hey! What are you doing to my chicken?!" Chihiro cried stomping her feet in anger.
Strange....Chihiro thought. She usually wasn't that excited about food, but somehow, she wanted more. The food here was addicting.
Chihiro watched the boy look down at the depths of the water. What was he trying to do? Before Chihiro could say anything to him, he tossed the carcass down the river.
"What are you doing?" Chihiro yelled. (=Chicken crazy :p-[author's note])
The boy smiled at her.
"It'll go straight down to your thighs if you eat anymore," he said cheerfully, turning his gaze back to the never-ending sea.
Chihiro was about to protest, but saw the sad expression on the boy's face. Her heart softened for him and she walked towards him, watching the sea as well.
The calm sea stretched all the way up to the setting sun. The water up ahead turned scarlet from the rays of the bright burning sun. It was beautiful, yet sad at the same time. The scenery felt more like an end of a death battle than a beginning of a journey.
"Who are you?" Chihiro said softly, forgetting her anger completely.
The boy looked shocked from her words, but laughed when he saw her confused face.
"Of course! You wouldn't recognize me because I look different now," he said, chuckling softly.
Chihiro tilted her head at him. She had seen him for the first time and he was acting as if they were close friends.
She narrowed her eyes, hard in thought.
The boy had long black hair in which he tied into a small ponytail. His bangs were highlighted a light tan colour and his right ear was pierced with a gold earring. He was tall and lanky with old Japanese clothing (=he has the same clothes as Kohaku except his is black and white).
She couldn't see anything familiar about him.
His eyes gleamed brilliantly. His eyes. Chihiro blinked as she stared at him. His eyes were orange gray. Yes. They were the colour of the boy's eyes in her dream.
"Your that boy," Chihiro said, with uncertainty in her voice. She could be wrong. There were plenty of other boys that could have the same eye colour...Well, at least if they wore contacts.
"Yeah. I'm the guy."
"....You never told me your name."
The boy frowned as he looked up at the darkening sky.
"Damn," he muttered as he grabbed Chihiro's wrist.
He began leading her back down the stairs towards the deserted shops. Chihiro looked back at the buffet shop. Her parents were still there. She tugged at the boy to stop.
"Wait! My parents are still here!"
The boy stopped walking and turned to face Chihiro. He placed both his hands on her shoulders and stared at her right in the eye.
"Chihiro, listen to me," he said sternly, "Your parents aren't themselves anymore. Just go. Go to the docks and wait for a man called Kohaku. He'll help you. It's already too late for you to go home. Hurry. Ubaba's probably looking for you as we speak."
Chihiro stared at him in complete confusion before shrugging him away. All around them, black ghostly figures glided around, looking no less or more like anything real.
She let out a scream, but stifled it when the boy placed his hand to her mouth.
"Go," he said softly motioning her towards the area where she had come from.
Chihiro shook her head.
"I need to go get my parents," she said desperately, running towards the buffet table.
"Chihiro!" the boy cried fruitlessly as she ran towards her oddly 'fat' mother and father.
What she saw was nonetheless, interesting.
A pig for a mother and father is not a very 'happy' thought, either.
"My parents!" Chihiro screamed as the boy walked towards her, "what happened to my parents?"
The boy sighed, grabbing her wrist and tugging her away from the eating snobs.
"Chihiro, you need to get out of here."
"But what about my parents? What happened to them?"
"Chihiro!" he shouted, stopping in his tracks and looking at the girl straight in the eye. "Your parents have turned into pigs and if you don't hurry, you'll join them."
Chihiro gasped.
"What, what do you mean?" she stammered, feeling dread seep up her entire body.
The boy said nothing, he any looked at her solemnly.
Chihiro subconsciously placed her hands on top of her head. She felt something rubbery like skin. Her hands moved down to the side of her head. Nope. No ears.
"Wha-what's happening?" Chihiro cried, feeling all over her head.
Again, the boy said nothing.
Chihiro looked around until she spotted a brightening window beside her. She screamed.
She had ears. Pig ears.
The boy grabbed Chihiro and started pushing to go towards the stairs.
"Go," the boy said as black figures started surrounding them in a ghostly fashion.
Chihiro didn't need to be told that twice. She just ran.
*****
Althe: WHEEE!!! ^^ Done!
Hope ya liked that chappie! Might take awhile to update the next. Gomen!
I want to change the title of this story. You know what, review me and tell me what you want this fic to be called^^ It's easier that way. :p
Yeah, I know. I'm lazy...
R+R~!
Ja ne!