Author's Note: This is a really weird epiphany I had after seeing the movie…hope you likies it! And to those of you slow people, I refer to Haku as Kohaku because….that's his name Oo and I'm to lazy to right out "The Kohaku River Spirit" ever time I refer to Haku…I mean Kohaku.
Disclaimer:
I'm a billionaire
With tons a cash
And hash
And I OWN SPIRITED AWAY!!!
I'm also in denial
get's hit over the head by Miazaki
Zeniba cracked out her staff and pointed it straight at Kohaku's heart like judgment at an execution line. The end of the rod glowed a bright white color; a star in the dark of the night. The sheer power within the staff brought about a strong wind that somehow contributed to the tranquil, cool night at Swamp Bottom.
"You understand that once you do this there's no turning back," said Granny, her voice emanating through the air.
"Yes, I understand," answered Kohaku.
There was a sudden flash of blinding white light that lit the sky with torrents of power. Kohaku fell to his knees; It was done. He was finally human.
REWIND
Kohaku took one last look at the bath-house he had known for what seemed like forever, morphed into his dragon form, and took off over the bridge and out into the open.
It had been four years of hard work in that dreary bath-house since the day Kohaku quit his apprenticeship with Ubaba and the day Chihiro left. He made a deal with Ubaba that after four years of work in the bath-house, all of Kohaku's debts to his old master would be paid, and he would be free to do as he chose. Now that day was finally here and he knew exactly what he needed to do.
Time seemed to pass so quickly over the vast sea of grass, that bent and turned to the wind's lightest touch. The sun shown brighter than all the sins of heaven and hell, lining each cloud with gold; and Kohaku bathed in it's warmth. After a deep wet awakening from a fluffy cloud, it's presence was appreciated. And in his mind he hummed:
If the blue poppy's petals are swaying without any wind
It's all thanks to my sigh. I don't know for sure, but it's gotta be.
Wrapped up in the darkness of every day, chained by my freedom
The dreams we had together were so bright,
I could no longer look myself in the face directly
There's only one thing I can see in my filthy mirror
A light that's no illusion... you are my light.
No matter what kind of shoes I wear, if I walk, I leave footprints
And until one day they stop, they're the proof that I'll finish...
...One life
All he could think about was Chihiro; and all he could do was sigh.
It was dusk when Kohaku finally arrived at swamp bottom and each star in the night sky seemed to twinkle warmly as if to greet him. Frogs were croaking and crickets were chirping and when Kohaku's tail whipped around from the landing, it only added to the quiescence of Zeniba's domain. He transformed into his human self, trying not to look overpowering when he would meet Zeniba, and followed the enchanted light post that guided him to Zeniba's cottage.
He lifted his hand and was about to knock on her door, when it flung open and the surprised Kohaku was forced in by Zeniba's power. The stone fireplace kindred a burning fire, adding warmth to the house that gave Kohaku a nostalgic feeling from somewhere in his past. The smell of freshly baked cookies emanated throughout the humble, four wall cottage.
"It's been long time Kohoku, dear," said Granny from the kitchen, "Please, please. Have seat at the table. I made a batch of cookies in honor of your arrival."
Kohaku was just a little nervous as he situated himself at the table in the center of the room. It was true that he had sent a letter to Zeniba of his arrival, but he still expected a little more animosity because of his past actions as a petty thief. The only thing that bound these two very different beings together was that they both cared for Chihiro, not only for her relationship with the two, but for the fact that Chihiro was the only known living human to have come in contact with the spirit realm.
"Thank you for having me Zeniba-san," answered Kohaku trying his best to sound polite. No sooner had he said this, Zeniba came out with a huge tray of cookies and a pitcher of ice cold milk floating in from behind.
"It's my pleasure Kohaku." She took a seat at the table, "So, why have you come this way to see me. I know you must have been in a hurry to make up a new life after being at the bath-house for so long."
"…W-well I …" sputtered Kohaku
"Yes, Kohaku?" the pitcher was pouring a glass of milk for him, the thought of trying a cookie was the farthest thing from his mind.
"I was wondering if you could do me a favor? I want you to make me human."
"Why on earth would you want to be human? Mortality is such a pain."
Kohaku broke into a sweat. Why exactly did he want to be human? He had contemplated this for some time, but something inside him new he could not go on with being a spirit without a purpose. If he was human he could live, and feel and make something of life instead of sitting around in the spirit world searching fruitlessly for something he would never find, but he couldn't really tell Granny that.
"I understand Kohaku-kun," said Zeniba filling in Kohaku's silence. It was the few moments like this when Kohaku actually appreciated the circumstance he was in.
"I know it's a really big favor, but you're the only one I thought could do it,"
"Your in luck, because I think I have just the right spell." Unexpectedly, Zeniba shot strait to the closet and started rummaging through it, throwing things wildly in all directions.
"WHERE THE HELL DID I KEEP MY FRIGGN' STAFF," she shouted as a violin shattered into a thousand pieces not far from where Kohaku sat, followed by a few stuffed animals.
"This door is a portal to Redwater Dragon's closet. Stupid bitch can't ever keep that thing clean."
More rummaging and shuffling continued as Kohaku grew weary. He was in the middle of a pleasant dream where Aznitsud's grave fell into a pool of Redwater Dragon's spit when the audible cries of "I FOUND THE FUCKING THING!!" could be heard in the next tri county area.
Zeniba grabbed Kohaku by her free hand and with her staff in the other, and dragged him out into the night.
"WeR…. Er yA… pLaN'n oN taKe'N… mE… Ya seXy BEast," was all Kohaku could say because, of course, the cookies were drugged.
"HA! You'll have a hangover for a month. This is payback for the time you stole my golden seal."
For the moment all Zeniba could do was point and laugh in that cool night.
2 hours later in Zeniba's backyard
Zeniba cracked out her staff and pointed it straight at Kohaku's heart like judgment at an execution line. The end of the rod glowed a bright white color; a star in the dark of the night. The sheer power within the staff brought about a strong wind that somehow contributed to the tranquil, cool night at Swamp Bottom.
"You understand that once you do this there's no turning back," said Granny, her voice emanating through the air.
"Yes, I understand," answered Kohaku.
There was a sudden flash of blinding white light that lit the sky with torrents of power. Kohaku fell to his knees; It was done. He was finally human.
A.N.
O yeah, before I forget, those things in italics that Kohaku is humming, those are translated Pillows lyrics from the song "One Life" and no, I don't own the pillows either.
Oo. whoa …. I got a little weird back ther…..
Heh heh…
I hope people I no don't read this…
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Well to those I don't know…PLEASE REVIEW…even if you say I suc and this fic sucs…but hey, better than leaving me out in the cold…. WITH NOTHING BUT THIS STRAIGHT JACKET TO KEEP ME WARM!
XD, spread the confusion.