Shitza: I am so, so, so, so extremely sorry I never updated while I was gone. Indeed, I never thought about that I just returned to the place where it all started. Where the first tears flowed.

(Hides from angry reviewers)

Indeed, I have been lazy, I know that. I did promise you I would update, but my mood greatly and this fic is kind of tragic. However, I am thinking it will go in the same way as it did for the person who I know got the cancer. I have Chihiro's experience in this so for once I am writing something I do know about. The only difference is she is a bit more anxious then I was. Still have to admit, I am soooo happy that is over!

Flames are highly allowed right now!

Shitza

Chapter 4 Desperate

Chihiro couldn't sleep, she couldn't eat not could she feel any rest. She knew the operation could take place anytime now. The brown haired girl barely could breath. Her nerves were on edge. Her father didn't help. The man was pacing the room back and forth. Chihiro barely touched her food.

Chihiro suddenly left the table. She couldn't cooperate with her father's endless pacing and her own worries. Sometimes she felt as if she could die instead, get away from all the sudden ideas of death. But she would never die freely like that. She wasn't afraid of death, she knew people would take her death though as a great sorrow and that was exactly what people didn't need right now.

But still, she had tried. It still haunted her.

'Were are you, you can help me, I know that!'

But he wasn't here. He wasn't anywhere near to help her. She was alone, alone…

A young squirrel played in the trees, not noticing the two small birdlike papers flying through the air. Not understanding their purpose he tore after them, and as they closed to where one of the branches he sat on, he jumped at them. Shreds flew, but the birds continued flying. But with their wings gone they slowly descended and landed in a river, changing back into the leaves they were.

The night slowly crept up to them. Chihiro could do no more then sigh. She wanted to fall asleep, fall into his arms in her dreams. Why did fate have to be so cruel and tear them apart when they were meant to be together? She wondered if the promise would be kept, indeed she saw him in her dreams, slowly kissing her. It all was just a dream, wasn't it?

In another dimension Kohaku turned. He couldn't sleep either. He was worried. Two more messages had been torn by another accident, if this continued they would perhaps not reach her.

He felt desperate. Something worse was about to happen, only magic would be able to mend. But there was no magic in her world and by that he knew they must meet again. For her love, for his love and for their destiny together.

"If there is a future for us… Chihiro, I wish you were here!" he murmured slowly closing his eyes.

But as the night continued a little bird flapped outside her window. The window was fortunately open, it was still summer after all. The bird flew in and landed on her messy desk, where papers and books lay in heaps all around.

"Chihiro" a voice whispered to her. "Chihiro!"

TBC

To reviewers: Despite the rumours, or if they are true, I am continuing this until they say something about it. The rules, if they really are rules, haven't taken place yet, have they?

Lady Moon Dragon: Sorry if I am speeding up things, that happens all the time. I guess I get a bit too ambitious when it comes on writing. And well, this fic really doesn't have that many cliffhangers since the idea was for the whole fic to be like some kind of cliffhanger.

End Notes: I can say, 3-4 more chapters, and then I'll probably put this fiction writing on the shelf, at least for the Spirited away category. I hope people enjoyed, sorry it took me 3 weeks to update. But no, haven't abandoned this at all.

Shitza