I aint that cruel! Why the hell would I kill Chihiro? What kind of sequel would work for that? Rhetorical…

I don't know what it is with me, give me a really random word and I can make a story out of it. Example:

Cheese: a cheese from France is feeling lonely because everyone complains of his smell, so travels to America where he finds his best friend… Nachos!

Lol… I'm rambling again… anyway… no wait. I want you all to challenge me by giving me a random word. The most random, I will make my second SA fanfic of – not the sequel, that is!

Sorry it took so long, people, I actually finished it really quick but it wouldn't let me upload! It's the ending that I want! Thank you for reading and reviewing! And I seriously need to get a life…

And alright, for those of you that wanted a happy ending, I'll ease it up by putting a little extra in.

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Haku stayed by Chihiro for ages, holding her hand tightly as if he could pass his energy through to her. She had told him to leave many times but being his stubborn self, Haku refused.

"I won't leave you for a second!" he stated, making sure she got the picture this time.

Chihiro sighed as softly as she could, sparing herself the pain. "why do you insist on this?"

"because I love-"

"not that excuse again – ah!" her frustration was beginning to hurt. Haku jerked to her aid but Chihiro waved him away. "Haku, I know that's not the only thing. I keep getting the impression that this has happened to you before… was there someone before me?"

"no, never!" he said quickly, beating the girl's imagination. "no, you're the only one for me… the reason I'm being so protective is… well… my mother died before I got a chance to really appreciate her properly. I never said goodbye."

She just remembered what Zeniba had told her. But it never occurred to her that it was still affecting Haku this bad. "oh. Yeah. Zeniba told me… I hope that's okay with you?"

The spirit smiled at her weakly. "so I expect you know about Katsu now."

Chihiro's face drained of all emotion. "I'm sorry about hitting you earlier, Haku. I guess I was just scared, that's all."

"don't worry about it. At least you got away from him… I mean, me… us? At least you didn't commit suicide. I don't know what I would do without you. You see, now I have the chance to tell you how I feel, I didn't have that with my mother. I didn't even say goodbye…" this time he controlled the water works and felt he needed a kiss. He scooped Chihiro's head in one hand and pulled forward gently so she wouldn't be hurt.

Chihiro enjoyed the momentary feeling of his oh-so perfect lips against hers. Until it hit her that she needed to breath that is. She pushed him away, but Haku wasn't hurt. He knew it was hard for her like this.

"I'm sorry…" he started.

"lovebirds!" Lin cried from the doorway, grabbing their attention. "don't you know that kissing exchanges germs?" she walked in knowing how steamed up Haku would be for her interrupting the moment.

"don't you know that parasites are frowned upon in hospitals?" Haku shot back, glaring a hole through her.

Chihiro masked her grins at the two's hate for each other. "break it up you two. What is it, Lin?"

"apparently, visiting hours are over, as the receptionist told me," she explained.

"no! I won't leave Chihiro!" Haku yelled, standing firmly.

Lin held her hands up shrugging and turning on her heel to walk away. "fine. I haven't got a problem with that… it's just the staff that do."

She showed herself out as Haku relaxed, taking his seat. He went back to kiss Chihiro, who was prepared for a longer lock. It was about thirty seconds later until there was a knock at the door.

Haku broke off and sighed in frustration. "Lin, this is neither the time or place to bother me if you wish to carry on living," he said, still facing Chihiro. He was about to close in when the door creaked open slightly. "Lin, what did I just-"

"Taro?" a feminine voice said.

Haku stopped for a moment. Who was Taro? And why did the name sound so familiar? It couldn't be… but then, could it? He turned to face a woman that looked like she was in her early forties. Quite pretty, but not as pretty as Chihiro, he thought.

Chihiro weakly glanced over at the visitor. She wondered who she was for a moment; emerald eyes, much like Haku's, and brown hair, just slightly darker than her own.

"who are you?" Haku enquired, rising. He was a little taller than her.

She flinched at his words, like she had been jabbed. "don't you remember me, Taro-?"

"my name is Haku, not Taro," he stated.

Chihiro was still lost in confusion. Who could she be? A previous mate, perhaps? No. he had already told her that there had been no-one before her. But who is this woman?

"oh…" she bowed her head, disappointed. "I… I thought…"she hesitated.

"what? You thought what?" Haku asked, slightly sorry for this stranger.

"I thought you were… someone I once knew." Tears formed in her green eyes. "I'm sorry…" she turned like she was about to burst out in tears.

"wait!" he called, grabbing her petite wrist. He thought he had seen her before. "may I ask of your name?"

Chihiro remained quiet in the background. Maybe it was a previous partner, one that he had forgotten.

"my name is Masami… and I apologise for disturbing y-"

"mother?" Haku gasped. Chihiro's eyes widened, she knew that name rang a bell. "i-is it really you?!" he stepped closer, examining her face intently.

"Taro!" she jumped into an embrace. "I knew it was you!"

if it wasn't Haku's mother, Chihiro would be incredibly envious. Actually, she was. Envious of Haku. He had a mother that loved him, one that would recognise him after all these years. Chihiro's doesn't remember her even now.

Haku, who was still shock, stood paralysed. His mother… was still alive. It was easier for him to believe she was dead, not hugging him in Chihiro's room.

"I thought you were dead." He allowed a few tears to fall, finally returning the hug.

"no. I wanted to make Katsu think I was dead. So I ran away leaving a suicide note," she gulped. "I came back a year later but I couldn't find my husband… or my little boy. But I guess you're not so little anymore, Taro." She looked up at him, crying with joy. "I stayed at home, searching for you but no-one had seen you since you were a child."

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how d'you like it? How many times does that happen, huh? well, I wouldn't know since I'm far too lazy to check... oh well!