(Disclaimer: I don't own Spirited away or any of its characters.)
*Chichiro's POV*
It must have been night time when I got up because the river was dark. I poked my head out the door only to be greeted by the emptiness of the hall. I decided to walk around, hoping to avoid Haku. I ran down the stairs needing to ask Ariki for some food. I finally found her talking to someone I didn't know. I didn't know a lot of people, however.
I waited until she was done to approach her.
"Hey Chichiro! What's up?" She asked cheerily.
"Oh, nothing." I said. "Do you know where to get some food?"
"Yeah. Is something wrong? You're eyes are all red and puffy." She told me. She started to walk and signaled me to follow.
"It's nothing, me and Haku got in a fight."
"Ah, well, it's probably best to let him cool down."
"Okay."
We were silent all the rest of the way. Finally, we reatched what looked like a very large kitchen.
Ariki was getting me a sandwich and I sat on a chair waiting for her to finish, quietly.
"You're awfully quiet, Chichiro, are you sure you're not upset?" Ariki asked.
"Hmm… yeah. I guess."
I sat there, looking down at my hands in my lap. Ariki finished making me a sandwich and passed it to me. I quickly finished and stood up, getting ready to go back to my room.
"Where are you going?" Ariki asked.
"My room."
"Alright. Let me walk you back."
I didn't reply, letting Ariki lead the way. We walked in silence all the way to my room. She left me at the door, mumbling about doing some laundry. I opened the door, hoping to be alone.
However, Haku was standing in the room. He was starring at out the window, until I closed the door. He spun around and I could see the fury in his eyes.
"Where have you been?" He boomed.
"I uh, was h-hungry and, uh…" I inched back towards the door.
"Did you even see the note I left! I told you to stay here." He moved towards me.
I looked around the room and sure enough, on the nightstand there was a note. He was very close now, almost directly in front of me.
"Where did you go?" he asked, I could tell he was trying to control his anger.
"The kitchen, w-with Ariki."
I barely saw it coming; his hand hit my cheek so hard I landed on the ground.
Then, it was like all the anger in him evaporated. He sighed and I could see some, not anger, in his eyes.
(Sorry for not updating. And I won't be able to for another month. Don't hate me! I have lots of stuff to do and as soon as I can I will get back to writing. Hope you liked it if you have any ideas, I keep hitting standstills, tell me!)