My first ever go at a fanfic. (!!!) I'm quite long-winded, so you may find this a bit slow going. Well, nothing much has happened so far… Mmm… this is based on the movie Spirited Away. Comments would be much appreciated.
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.: Chihiro's Return :.
(yes, unoriginal I know)
by the Dancing Hobo
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CHAPTER 1
She should've been over it all by now.
Should have, but wasn't.
"Bye Chihiro!"
What the?! Oh, it was Yuki. Chihiro looked up and forced a smile.
"Bye."
Yuki gave her a strange look as she walked away.
"Take care of yourself….okay? Enjoy the holidays!!"
"Yeah, I will….you too."
Chihiro turned around and walked away. Her face was burning again. She frowned and lifted her face to the cooling wind. No, she shouldn't go on like this. She should have been over it. Over him. It had been so many years ago. She had just been a little girl. Now, she was a young woman, high-school finally behind her. It was silly really, just a schoolgirl crush. And she was no longer a schoolgirl. It had been so many years… and she wasn't even quite sure if… if he was real.
Chihiro stopped dead in her tracks.
She shook her head. Of course he was real. She remembered it. His name was Haku. He was the spirit of a river. A boy. He had helped her escape from the Spirit World all those years ago. Even though nobody else knew about the Spirit World, it *did* exist. She had been there. It *was* real… right?
As was the case whenever she felt doubtful, Chihiro took the little brown package from her pocket. She gingerly unwrapped it and saw the piece of purple string, safe inside. Carefully, she picked it up with the tips of her fingers and held it close, breathing deeply. That piece of string had once been a hair-tie, a memento from the Spirit World. Now, it looked like any old piece of string, having lost the magical lustre it once had.
But still, if she closed her eyes, she could almost smell the fragrant herbs of the bath-house, hear the soft chugging of the train, and feel the wind pushing up against her as she fell from the sky with Haku.
Haku…
Had he forgotten her?
She opened her eyes. No, she would not do this now. Not now.
Chihiro rewrapped the piece of string in the brown paper and made her way home.
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.: Chihiro's Return :.
(yes, unoriginal I know)
by the Dancing Hobo
_________________________
CHAPTER 1
She should've been over it all by now.
Should have, but wasn't.
"Bye Chihiro!"
What the?! Oh, it was Yuki. Chihiro looked up and forced a smile.
"Bye."
Yuki gave her a strange look as she walked away.
"Take care of yourself….okay? Enjoy the holidays!!"
"Yeah, I will….you too."
Chihiro turned around and walked away. Her face was burning again. She frowned and lifted her face to the cooling wind. No, she shouldn't go on like this. She should have been over it. Over him. It had been so many years ago. She had just been a little girl. Now, she was a young woman, high-school finally behind her. It was silly really, just a schoolgirl crush. And she was no longer a schoolgirl. It had been so many years… and she wasn't even quite sure if… if he was real.
Chihiro stopped dead in her tracks.
She shook her head. Of course he was real. She remembered it. His name was Haku. He was the spirit of a river. A boy. He had helped her escape from the Spirit World all those years ago. Even though nobody else knew about the Spirit World, it *did* exist. She had been there. It *was* real… right?
As was the case whenever she felt doubtful, Chihiro took the little brown package from her pocket. She gingerly unwrapped it and saw the piece of purple string, safe inside. Carefully, she picked it up with the tips of her fingers and held it close, breathing deeply. That piece of string had once been a hair-tie, a memento from the Spirit World. Now, it looked like any old piece of string, having lost the magical lustre it once had.
But still, if she closed her eyes, she could almost smell the fragrant herbs of the bath-house, hear the soft chugging of the train, and feel the wind pushing up against her as she fell from the sky with Haku.
Haku…
Had he forgotten her?
She opened her eyes. No, she would not do this now. Not now.
Chihiro rewrapped the piece of string in the brown paper and made her way home.