AN: ok, this has nothing to do with the story, but my life sux. First off summer has ended and I haven't beat up the ocean yet (illusion to the adventures of Pete and pete). Secondly my sister REVIEWED me…jeez. glares at sister. All I have to say to u is that if your reading this (which I really hope yer not) the only reason you think I'm less insane when I'm around you is because you won't lemme cus in front of you…and- and you've never really seen me after I've just drunk a thinger of coffee. To top all that off, my stupid parents made me dye my hair back cuz 'it's not exceptible in society' (it was like chihiro's before 'cept red). I think the only reason why they're doing is probably because my stupid sister was all "you look like a freak g-bong."

P.S. Fluffy= Sessoumaru

P.P.S. Fine. I admit…I don't techinicaly own spirited way, but someday I'll get on dvd, and then I'LL SPITE YOU ALL!!!

P.P.P.S expect MAJOR fluff and less insanity in this chappy, so if yer one of those shojo haters, I urge you to read Dreachali's review for chapter two ;).

P.P.P.P.S. I gots to go to school in like an hour…so expect this to be a really short chapter

Chihiro woke up with a start. It was midnight and she had fallen asleep at her desk, a fact which was made blatantly apparent by the cramp in her neck. She sat up straight and rubbed her eyes. She opened the desk drawer to the right of her chair and admired the purple threads that gleamed back at her. She tied her hair back then picked up her school bag and a flashlight and headed out for a walk through the Fukai no Kami once again. She could never get the forest out of her mind when she was studying, so she thought it would be best to do little studying outside for a change.

All that could be heard as she neared the train station was the whistle of the wind and the chirping of crickets.

Chapter 4:

Chihiro was almost there; to her place outside the train station when she realized how bright the stars were out in the country. Funny. Out of the four years she spent here it never once dawned upon her to look up, both literally and metaphorically. Everyday she spent in this town was always the same for her: pure torture. And she blamed Kohaku for that. Ever since she left the spirit world and Kohaku behind, the feeling of emptiness haunted Chihiro every moment of her life. She couldn't get him out of her head for a second, but why?

Maybe she should should forget about the spirit world. Maybe she was insane; maybe she made the whole world up. An entire midsummer night's dream for her twisted mind, and Kohaku was Puck and she was the ass. Yes that was it. It was all a dream. Now she could concentrate on school. Now she could finaly become first rank in her class instead of third. From now on she wouldn't think of him…it anymore. She would dye her hair back to black and become a normal, conformist, Japanese prep-girl (AN: if I had to she does too!!!).

Dispite her new voyage of self discovery, Chihiro's feet still led her to the train station, but when she got there her spot was already taken. Below the stone spirit idol lay a slumbering (/stoned) Kohaku. He looked exactly like she remembered, with his semi-elongated hair and blue and white work Hakama. She had this dream before. She walked closer to his slumbering form and dropped her backpack uncerimouniously to the ground. She dropped down on her knees and lightly stroked his cheek; his head searching for her touch as she pulled it away.

She layed beside him and adjusted herself between his arms. Burieing her head into his chest, she sighed and dozed off. In her heart she knew this fantasy would only last a meager eight hours, but as far as she was concerned, ignorance is bliss.

AN:

Eh he he…I blame the plot.

Sigh 'tis my first year of High School so wish me luck.

That explains a lot, doesn't it. Only a freshman could be so immature. Well in that case, I plan to be a freshman forever. Wa ha ha ha ha

Last but not least, I sooooooo don't own "A Midsummer Night's Dream" so don't send a mob of rabid gremlins after me if it bored you through a semester of English. DX

Well, for now, live long and prosper (unless you plan to send an mob of rabid gremlins after me XD).