Chihiro's Flame is back again: )!! This took me so long to update! I'm sorry to those who were following my fic.

My excuse: During the end of the summer vacation, I got writers block: O I was so annoyed. Then school started and the only time I have is for writing papers. But my sports season has ended and I can cool down a bit (not that y'all care, haha x P)

Hope you still like it! Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I OWN SP! (jk)

The Two Things that Belong to Chihiro

If love were money

The small boy tiptoed into the room. He stared longingly at the bed in the corner and then shuffled towards it. He dug his knees into the bedspread and watched the covers rise and fall where his sister slept. Her breathing was quick and sharp, as if she were running, and her face was pale. The girl looked like she was in pain and this scared the boy. He reached a skinny arm towards her face and apprehensively fingered her forehead. It was cold and sweaty. The boy wondered, in a fives-years-old mind, if she was dead.

With the warm sensation of touch upon her very cold face, the girl stirred. Alarmed, the boy brought his hand back quickly. Chihiro's eyes opened wide, as the thought of her dream floated away into her mind.

"Water dragon." She mouthed.

"Sis, are you okay?"

Chihiro's attention quickly flashed over to her brother Seiki's eager face. She felt a wave of relief to see something that made sense in her mind. Chihiro wrapped her arms around her brother and pulled him into a tie hug. This startled Seiki, who was expecting Chihiro to scream at him for entering her room without asking. But Chihiro continued to cling onto him, with one hand in his soft and messy five-year-old hair, and the other arm around his knees. Seiki, who was glad that his sister was not dead, rested his forehead into her chest. Chihiro felt her eyes turn damp, but she didn't want to show Seiki her tears.

"Seiki, go watch T.V. or something." Said Chihiro, pulling away form him and burying her face into the covers.

Seiki, who was more confused than ever, jumped off the bed,

"Hey! You hugged me first! I was trapped! Ew, Chihiro girl germs! Are you turning old like mama?" he said goofily and Chihiro pointed out in her mind that he was lucky that their mom wasn't there to hit him on the head.

"No, I'm not! Just leeme sleep!"

Chihiro waited until the door clicked shut. It was dinnertime and she could smell her mother's cooking. When she shouted up for Chihiro to come down for super, Chihiro just ignored her. She felt all alone, and she wanted to stay alone. She slept seven more hours with her thoughts.

Maybe she wasn't completely alone…there was something else. Did it exist inside of her? She knew it was alive. An alive pain that screamed for help! She needed answers… she need guidance. And this spirit maybe had answer. But where could she find him again?

Chihiro woke with a start as an idea grabbed at her conscious. She replaced her pajamas with a pair of worn jeans. She raced out of the room and through the quiet house, with her sleeping family dreaming in their beds. She ran down the steps and flung open the front door. The fall chill hit her in the face as she tore down the street.

It took her ten minutes to walk to the town, which was desolate and dark at night. She walked into the main square where a pool of inch deep water was imprinted into the stone pavement. It rested in a grove of stores and restaurants that surrounded it. Designed in a circle, there were small fountains around the diameter of the ring, and a larger one in the middle. During the day these fountains were turned on. At night a light stood underneath the big fountain, which illuminated the water. It was a pleasant place to shop and eat, and many couples liked to sit on the elevated stone around it.

But during the night the water and lights were turned off. In the day the square was usually so full of life, with many mingling people. The area seemed to sleep in dark shadows now. There was only Chihiro and the reflection of herself stained against the water.

Chihiro took off her shoes and rolled up her pant legs. She place her toe on the black surface and sent a ripple that grew bigger and bigger. Then she emerged her whole foot into the water edge and her heel hit the stone bottom. She could feel the coins of wishes between her toes. She waded to the center of the pool and closed her eyes.

"I know you're there. Please come out… Let me see you again. Please help me help you!"

Chihiro didn't know what had gotten into her. It was one O'clock in the morning and she was standing in the middle of a public fountain and shouting for god knows who! But she would find out, if she wasn't crazy, he would answer her calls.

The vibrating sounds again… the push of water racing to get out of rusted pipes. Water that was flung into the air… lights flickered on and danced below the silver spray that was thrown into the sky. Chihiro gasped as a rain of water hit her face. Her lips parted into a childlike grin. She fanned her arms and spun in the shower of cool drops and illumination of light. Her clothes became soaked, but she didn't care.

"You really do exist! I knew it!"

"When you smile, I am reminded of a certain girl I once knew." Replied a voice that Chihiro recognized. She stopped in her tracks as her attention rose to the large fountain. There was that boy again, and he was sitting on the spray as if water could support a body's weight.

"It's you again! I knew you'd come! Who are you? And how do you know me? And how do you sit on the water like that? And what are you? And what two things do you have of mine? And when…"

She was cut off as he descended head first towards her,

"Shhhh…I'll answer if you wait."

Chihiro took a quick breath in. She felt like her heart would jump out of her chest. His face was so smooth and pale like a child's. But his features were that of an adolescent. His hand reached down to her and Chihiro wondered what he intended to do. But something inside of her told her not to worry.

He was face-to-face with Chihiro's as his eyes shared into her. They were such glassy eyes that might break at any moment if you stared too long. But Chihiro couldn't help it; they were so exquisitely piercing. His legs were floating in the air as his arms looped around her neck. Chihiro's breath caught in her chest. He was so close, his wispy hair brushed against her face, and his nose was inches away. And his lips… she could feel his breath. She could smell him too, the cooling scent of rain washed over his body. People say that that smell is the strongest key that leads to ones memory.

He was putting something in her hair, pulling it into a familiar ponytail.

"Your hair is longer than I remember it Chihiro, it's like silk. It's beautiful."

I'm not beautiful like you are breathtaking.

This is what belongs to you. I thought that you'd want it back."

"My hair band." She whispered. "Thank you."

The boy lifted her chin with his fingers. They felt soft and cool on her skin. "You're welcome. But I also wanted to see you."

"What is the other thing you have of mine?" She spoke softy, searching for answers through his eyes.

His hand moved to Chihiro's cheek, as she was pulled closer to him. The mouth that hovered right above her was lowered just a bit more.

He's going to kiss me? This is the other thing? What should I do?

Chihiro closed her eyes as his bottom lip fell into hers. Chihiro's mouth was trempling at first, but then she felt secure, and their grasp became steady. Their lips locked perfectly together in a graceful hold. His hands were cool, but his lips were warm and gentle. A glow pulsed through Chihiro that seemed to radiate from the touch of his kiss.

Had this been what I was missing for so many years? I could stay like this forever

All the questions and horrible thoughts were wiped away. All the unwanted memories and desired memories were wiped away too.

Then they parted and the boy righted himself, as he stood level to her on the ground.

"I've wanted to give you that for a long time, and I can see it was well waited for. I hope you're not angry with me?"

His eyes pleaded, as a small smile spread across his pale face that looked so innocently gentle and sweet. Chihiro shook her head.

"You saved me, I couldn't be mad. I know you somehow and I know that you're good."

He bent down and rubbed noses with her. Chihiro's pink cheeks turned a redder color.

"Good."

Their forehead leaned into each others as they both smiled even brighter than before. Chihiro felt like a child again as she giggled.

"I love it when you smile." He whispered into her ear and Chihiro felt her heart leap again.

He stepped away from her and waved his arms in a fluent motion as the water surface started to tremble. Then the edge was broken by hundreds of gold and silver pieces. They littered the sky and shined from every direction.

"If love were money, I'd made you rich."

Then the coins slowly showered down upon them, never hitting Chihiro, but falling all around her. It sounded like rain hiding a pond's edge, and looked like golden and silver fireflies drifting to the waters surface. It was so beautiful, and his words were so beautiful, that Chihiro took her glance off of the boy's eyes for a second. And when she looked back, he was gone. The fountain slowly died down and the lights flittered off. All the coins rested motionlessly on the dark stone floor. Chihiro stood alone in the middle of the pool soaking wet and dazed. A rush of satisfaction, confusion and loneliness mixed together.

What just happened?

Chihiro heard a rough and angry voice. Then a flashlight was shined on her from the other end of the pool. It was a police officer

"Hey you! What 'cha doing in that fountain!"

"Sorry officer! I'm done here!"

It was time to head home, Chihiro thought, as she pelted down the street and never looked back. Her shoes were left behind like she was Cinderella racing against the stroke of midnight. But she looked dazzling, as a trail of water droplets fell to the wind. Her damp, silky hair flowed behind her and shined beautifully with her beloved spirit band. And her overflowing heart shined beautifully with her beloved spirit dragon.

If love were money

Then I'd make you rich

If love were embroidery

Then I'd sew each stitch

If you were the ocean

Then I'd be the sand

And support you whenever

You crash to land

If you were the sun

Then I'd be the sky

And hold you forever

Until you die

Thank you for reading so far. I am so grateful to you (please! One last favor! Review if you can!) I probably lost my readers, but if you are still out there, tell me what you think. And new readers too! : )

If there are mistakes, please tell me. I sometimes don't catch grammatical things while I proofread.

Good luck on your writing!

--FT