Shitza: My, my, we are reaching some of my favourite parts of this story, and it's decided there are two more chapters left. So, hope you enjoy everyone, and don't forget to review later.

Shitza

Chapter 5 Failing

"Happy news Chihiro!" her father had said that day. Your mother has gone through that operation and she is fine. The cancer is gone.

A wave of relief had hit her like a hurricane could blow out a candle. They had gone to the hospital some days later to pick up her crying mother who was over relief that it was over. She had cried all the way home, never wanting to return to that place.

If only it could have been so…

Three months had gone since that day, and her mother was back for a new X-ray. And to everyone's horror the cancer was back, and it was a bad case this time.

The small room she had was a mess; she hadn't cleaned it for ages, ever since the cancer had first begun. She had thought about it earlier, but by then she had been to busy to celebrate, now knowing how important survival really was.

And now, she had no reason to do it. Her mother was back in hospital and it was nearing the New Year celebrations. Chihiro felt oddly depressed, worse then ever. The worst thing was that every single white snowflake mixed with the green curtains by her window reminded her of him.

"Kohaku, why!" she said as the tears fell down. "Why!"

On the other side of dimension the white dragon flew peacefully over the lands. One of his messages had reached her, he knew that. It made him feel her scent once more, feel everything that reminded him of her. The fifth and last one had been whipped out like all the others, by a huge storm. He hoped Chihiro would react to his message, he hoped to see her soon, and he could only do that if she responded to it with all her love.

"Chihiro!" he said in a dragon's echoing voice. "Chihiro." The winds carried over the undying lands.

The months went on, with researches and information. The new tumour had placed itself in the sinus. Her mother got paler for every day between the daily rays and the medications.

Until the one day, thanks to her father, she finally started to clean her room and her desk. She noticed it. A small white bird made of paper, carrying a message just for her…

Chihiro…

I know your pain… I know the sorrow you feel. And I can help you, but only if you use your own powers and find my river. My river has taken another turn, it is strong again. But through the laws of this world I cannot help you if you don't summon me. Find my river, and then I'll be free…

Haku

Without any doubts she hurried. After all, it might be too late…

TBC

To Reviewers:

Imisseduhaku: Oh thank you, I hope this was soon enough!

End Notes:

Over 200 hits on this story, wow! (Hugs every reader she can find). You guys are so nice to me. Perhaps some just bump in and then leave but I am still happy!

And not much left… most action takes place next chapter, which will hopefully be a bit longer. I know this story is short, but I am too lazy to write another huge SA fic. If you want to read one of my best fics I've written then go and read Spirit Lives, which is a really cute story with magic, love and loads of action.

Shitza