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disclaimer: If I did own a sinlge peice of Miyazakis
work... I'd be friggin writting a new peice right now
instead of writting one I wish could have been my
own idea first. So instead I can imagine me and
animwsenpaigirl directing with the famous Miyazaki.
But life is but a dream...
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Ok peeps... I got a few questions asked by LordTerminal.
He/she(sorry) asked how it was possible that Chihiro
can hold the Jewel just fine, and not die. I can
easily answer with the fact that It took affect as soon
as she took the jewel. If all my readers havent
noticed, Chihiro has been extremely emotional. She hasnt
been able to hold back tears. Back in the story I dont know
if I said it too well or explained it right but I wanted
it to mean that the jewel will kill you by your biggest fear.
I havent said this, but Chihiros biggest fear is not having
friends. -wink wink- last chapie. Review it if you must, but
she feels she has lost her friends.
Ok and then LordTerminal said That Miyazaki never exactly makes his villains truely bad people. I've got something up my sleve for that as well. The true meaning of why Yubaba would go even the lengths of harming another.
AND THEN -giggle- LordTerminal said that Chihiro must have died when she stabbed herself in chapter eight(?) I believe. She did'nt exactly die, and I appologise for not saying that when she wounded herself, she hit no vital organs and only caused herself to bleed an amazing amount of blood. True that the spirits quickly healed her before she even had the time to pass out.
Ok! Well, LordTerminal said that he/she(sorry again) was going to be writting his/her(gah! appoligies) own fanfic on Spirited Away. I would like to give all of my luck from the bottom of my heart. If and when you start to write it, I'll try my best to be there and yelling at you in my reviews to update!
Ok, thanks for all that reviewed and enjoyed my FanFic.
On we go.
(hehe, I sounded smart when I wrote all of that... did'nt I? DID'NT I?
-smiles evily- not really. haha -.-)
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"You sent her off on her own?" Zeniba cried. Kaonashi jumped at the sound of the large womans voice. It was indeed angry, and not once in the time that he had been there, had she even so thought of raiseing her voice. The tea cups in his hands slashed around, and the warm liquid fell the the ground.
Ekiyuu and Metsuki were outside, talking and thinking of a way to stop all that was happening. Kohaku was sitting at the large table in the middle of her home, telling her why there was no sight of Chihiro. Zeniba sat across from him, arms stretched out across the table from the exhaust of just yelling at him.
He ignored her outburst and looked out at his supposed to be great(times a thousand or whatever) granddaughter. He scowled at how close Metsuki was to her. He even winced when he saw the boy hug her.
"Chihiro will be fine." He said. He looked over at Kaonashi as the spirit cleaned the tea from the floor.
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/I will not let this happen! I wont let it happen even if I have to harm the ones I care for. I will not loose them/ I thought as I flapped my wings with every bit of energy I had.
I had been up in the air for about ten minutes and already could see the castle in my view. My face went straight as I narrowed my wings and flew even faster down towards the castle.
/I will get this over with. I will protect it. I will protect them./
I landed on the ground just inside the castle walls. I looked around.
No one was there. Not a guard or spirit or anything for that mannor. It
was like the castle had been abandoned.
I took a step forward only to freeze when I felt a sharp object peirce my back.
"You stole the Jewel Chihiro." I heard a voice say. It was King Kokoro.
He sounded angry.
I slouched, knowing the knife was still in my back. "I thought it'd be
best. To just get it over with. To maybe even have the Jewel burried with
me before Yubaba had the chance to take it.." Tears built up in my
eyes again. Why was I crying so much? Why was I shaking all the time?
Why was I always so upset?
"You're crying." The knife left my back. "Stop sobbing and come with me. You have the Jewel?" He asked before we were to leave.
I nodded and held the purple glowing burden. He held up his hand as if to ward it off.
"If I were to take it, it would be my death added onto yours. You must return it to the place it was found on your own. And not being touched by anyone else." He then turnned around to lead me deep into the castle.
He led me down to a starecase, and it went down, and down for what seemed like and eternity. Soon enough I just had to ask.
"This isnt where I found it. Where are you takeing me?" I asked.
"The jewel was on a throne was it not?" He asked.
I remembered when I had gone and taken the Jewel. It was on a red pillow in a large throne that looked like an old man with a large and round belly. Reminded me of Buddah, but it wasnt him.
"Who was the large rounded man?" I asked. "On the throne?"
"He was a great monk that first found the Jewel. He became attached to it, but also was driven mad by it. He died with that Jewel in his grave, but somehow it made its way back to the top of the earth, and drove men crazy up till the day we decided enough men had died. One man took the nerve to hold the Jewel and then lock it away. He was the last to have touched the Jewel." Kokoro turned to look me in the eyes. "And then you came along."
I took in what I could see with the light comming from the flames he held in his hand. He looked as if he hadnt bathed in weeks. He seemed tired, and his clothes were messy.
As he turnned to keep going down. "We hid the throne down here. When the Jewel was stolen many people came here to prey at the stone. To prey that history not repete itself. A roit had begun and so we hid it." Soon we came to an end and he waited for me to reach him. I held the Jewel firmly in my hand, turning it ever so often without even thinking. I saw where it was to be left. The large monk sat with a sad face. The red pillow with tassles on each end sat on the top of his stomach. Without the permission I took a step forward and made my way to stand before the throne. I looked up into the carved face.
"He wasnt driven mad." I grabbed onto his large foot that was about the height of my own body. I started to climb the large body, and once at the stomach I heard Kokoro ask me what could have been answere by the man himself.
"Then what was he driven?" I looked back at Kokoro. He was curious to what in the world I had just said. How would I, a teenage girl, know how a man of many centuries felt.
I looked back at its face. "Look at his eyes. Even the the carving, It shows he wasnt crazy." Kokoro studied the carved face. Then I sighed. "This man wasnt driven mad. He was driven... sad." I looked down at the Jewel. "By this."
It glowed more than usual since being so close to its place that could remove my curse. 'Indian giver' is what many would call me. It gave me the stone, and now I am to give it back.
One last squeeze of the stone, and I brought it up to the pillow. I gently
let the Jewel fall from my hand. It bounced once, but fell back to the pillow.
After that, silence.
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/Narrator POV/ - /(sorry if i spelled narrator wrong) -smacks self-/
Chihiros mother dialed the phone to call the so called Damu. The machiene again. She began to wonder if he would ever pick up the phone.
Chihiros mother looked towards her sleepless husband. He sat at the table with a cup of coffee under his chin, steaming into his face and making him sleepy. His face had covered in hair from lack of shaving, and the shirt he wore stuck to high heavens.
She walked over to him, and draped her arms lazily over his shoulders.
"I want may daughter back." She whispered.
He reached up and grabbed one of her hands and kissed it. "Yeah. Me to."
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/back to chihiro yay/
I walked away from that castle, Kokoro was very pleased at how I just
easily left the jewel there with no problem at all. He almost seemed amazed.
I was glad as well. I hadnt been obsessed over it because of sho-to keeping good
hold to it. No one suspected a thing.
I opened my wings, positioned myself, and then with one swift motion, I was up in the air. This time, my cheeks were dry of tears. I soon enough had thoughts of what I planned to do. I would have to again start to prepare myself. I would need to somehow sneak away from Kohaku and my friends. I needed to find a way to keep Yubaba away from the Jewel for as long as possible.
I saw the smoke comeing from the small cottage, and swooped down,
landing just on top of the roof. I peered down through what seemed like
an open vent. They were all talking.
Kohaku, Ekiyuu and Metsuki say at the table alone. Not even Kaonashi was there.
"But we cant just sit around here waiting for that old woman to make a move! We have to take action!" Metsuki roared at Kohaku. Kohaku flamed through his eyes at my friend.
" We dont even know if that little messenger brat was telling the truth! And Chihiro screwed up so now we have to sit around here and wait for her to get back so we can plan!"
"Kohaku... please calm down. Chihiro was just trying.." Ekiyuu was interupted.
"She was trying to get us all killed! All I need is for her to get back
knowing she doesnt have the stupid jewel so we can get alone with everything"
He sat back in his chair, aparently done with his argue. Metsuki sighed. Ekiyuu
lifted her cup of tea and unagreeably sipped it. I still peered through the
vent thinking of what Kohaku had just said. Did he even want me here? Why
had I ever come here in the first place? I directed my thoughts back to my vision
to see Metsuki staring straight up at me. He had leaned back in his chair and
now he knew I was there and had listened to what Kohaku said. His chair
came crashing back down to earth and he stood quickly running outside.
Ekiyuu and Kohaku both following questioningly.
I sat at the edge of the house as they came out, with my knees to my
chest. They all filed out, Metsuki was the first to see me. Ekiyuu and Kohaku
looking towards where he directing his sight. You could see Kohaku
sink a million miles under the dirt. Ekiyuu grew a little happy to see me.
I waved lazily, then let my hand fall to the gutter that had filled with dirt,
mud, and leaves. I picked a stem from it and played with the mud.
"Chihiro come down!" Ekiyuu cried.
I shook my head. "I'm not needed." I whispered.
"She's right Chihiro come on." Metsuki tried.
Again I shook my head, not looking their way. I concentrated on the mud before me.
"Chihiro..." Kohaku was still trying to pry himself back from those many miles underground. All he could do was say my name. My face scrunched up.
/He doesnt need me! He just thought he'd use me/
I threw the stick back into the mud.
/He wasnt going to put me to any use. He was just risking my life/
I stood to my feet angry and opened my wings.
/He was useing me... Just like Yubaba./
I swooped down and just barely tapping Kohaku with my wing
as I took off into the sky.
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Clue... the jewel doesnt only currupt her emotions... it currupts the mind as well.
I hope that that was at least a little satisfying.. but we've got a long way to go.
thanks again and hope you understand a little more than what you did.
much love.
R&R
InuLover 01
p.s. I dont exactly care about any mistakes in this chapter. Maybe I will another day but I'm so tired right now I might swallow my pillow when I fall on it. -.- lol You are aloud to correct me, but please be subtle.