Thank you, guys for the help =]. You gave me so much help, you don't know. Anyways, I hope you like what I do for the next three chapters, I am very proud of the idea. Ok so enjoy the fifth chapter of Fly back to me

-.-.-.-.-.-

Chapter Five:

Dreams of the Unknown

The pair, Zenilba and Haku, talked until the moon chased the sun from the sky. The dragon smiled as he sat down with a relived sigh, watching the grandmotherly woman cook some ramen for them and No Face. All day, Zenilba told the young man what to do, she was right, it wouldn't be easy, but is love ever easy? He knew he would do anything in his power to have his beloved back, no matter how back breakingly hard it will be, and that is why love is wroth wild. He smiled at that as the witch set the streaming bowl of noodles in front of him.

"Thank you." Zenilba waved his thanks off with a flick of her hand.

"Cooking for you is—" The young man smiled, shaking his head.

"No, for the help. For the hope, I thought it was hopeless. But now I feel anew."

"Ah, dear boy, that was advise, nothing more and nothing less." She stated as she set herself down by him, grinning slightly. Haku is strong, and the love for the brown-eyed girl he has will win this, they will overcome this bump in their way.

Haku knew better than that, it was more than just advise to him. He had a plan now where a week ago he had nothing to work with. As always, Zenilba was that grandmotherly figure he needed, giving him a push onto the right path, she gave him hope and a starting point, and that's all he needed. The young man smiled inwardly as he dug into the meal. The two parted after the noodles were gone and the bowls were cleaned.

Before he left, she grabbed him into a gentle hug, sharing one last sentence.

"Have faith in her. I know that Sen is missing you, even if she can't remember who you are." The witch whispered in his ear, her breath warm against his skin.

Haku smiled with a nod of the head, then he transformed back into his dragon form, whirling in the black sky. Feeling like he was freed once more, as like eight years ago. He grinned, one thought kept replaying through the walls of his mind: Sen, my darling Sen, you will soon know everything about our past.

Now, he knew that it might take time; weeks, months, or even years. The thought sent a horror stuck shudder throughout his long body, but he knew that he would wait a thousand years if he had to. Haku won't give up on her, and he will have the chance to tell Sen everything, no matter how long it will take. The young river spirit smiled as the shining stars passed behind him; yes Kohaku has already became a prisoner to the petite burette, his heart is hers, even if she doesn't know it yet.

-.-.-.-.-

Blackness. Sen stood in the dark, fearful of what was going to happen next, then the scene changed into something familiar, achingly familiar:

The two children stood there on the top of the stairs leading to the tunnel, staring deeply into the other's eyes. The wind blew the girl's brown hair.

Sen gasped. That's her at ten, the last time she came to this world, she remembered feeling so sad about walking away from her friends, but mostly him. Wait, him? Who's the boy with her? Why did she feel drawn to him? She wanted to get a closer look at the scene unfolding a few feet from her but her feet were glued to the ground. She watched as the boy turned with her childish form's hand in his:

Chihiro looked back at the boy, her eyes held such sadness in them, the boy smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. They are saying goodbye, they didn't know when or even if they would meet again, and it broke their hearts.

"We will meet again, right?" The ten-year-old asked, hope coloring her voice.

"Yes, I promise. Now, go and don't look back." The preteen said, his hand slipping from her soft, small hand. His hand fell back to his side, seeing her go almost killed him, but he knew that this was the best thing he could do for her. His love….

Sen lifted a hand, as to stop the little girl, but the scene faded into blackness as she walked into the other world, leaving the woman totally confused by what she just witnessed.

Why?

She kneeled as now she could move and stared into the dark, staring into the blackness, trying so hard to figure the last scene out. But failing, Sen sighed deeply as the black hole begun to be colored with another scene, but just when it was beginning, a voice startled her out of dreamland.

"Sen? C'mon wake up, time for work." Lin's soft voice said, her hands gently shook her. Sen's eyes flattered opened, meeting Lin's coal black gaze.

"What time is it?" The younger woman questioned, yawning/stretching big. This made the older woman grin, liking the sight of her friend acting as the eighteen-year-old she was.

"9 O'clock P.M."

Sen's eyes widened and after a moment, she grabbed her friend's hand, dragging her behind as the brunette raced to the main room, the chuckles from the dark-haired woman filled the bathhouse.

Work wasn't the escape from the memories of the dream like she hoped. As the women worked, scrubbing down the tubs, but Sen was lost in the dream; the voice of the boy haunted her, she kept hearing it around her like a song on repeat, she knew the voice but Sen couldn't place it to a face. Why is her memory running away from her lately? Memories wanted to come to her, she knew it but there is a block holding them back, she could feel it sitting there. She looked out of the window while the sounds of the lunch hour buzzed around her, but she didn't pay any attention to it, just sat there, lost in her inner thoughts.

She will remember the past, if it was the last thing she will ever do. A hand gently lined onto her shoulder, shaking her from her mind. She looked up to find a smiling Kisa with the bag Sen had packed the night she left the Human World behind.

"Hey, Sen. Here is your stuff, I'm sorry it took to get it to you." She stated as she set the bag down next to its owner, who just nodded. Kisa frowned deeply, knowing what exactly was bothering her human friend, but she couldn't help her.

"Are you alright, Senny? You've acting strange since the night after you returned." The crippled young woman said, she knew the reply but Kisa needed to hear it from her.

"I don't know what's what anymore, Kisa. I know there's something, no scathe that, I know there's someone that I forgot, and I want to know them again. I need to remember, I have to. The feeling of not knowing is driving my sanity over the edge. And…it's breaking my heart to the point that I don't know if it would be fixable." The other woman stated as tears fell onto the wooden floor.

"Oh, Sen….." Kisa whispered, gathering her friend into a hug, knowing no other way to comfort her.

They stayed like this for a few minutes, Sen's slight sobs vibrated against Kisa's sitting form, until the burette sighed, moving out of the hug and grabbed the bag before disappearing into the crowd of spirits. Kisa sat there, watching Sen go, then two familiar pair of eyes; one green, one black. She sighed heavily, wheeling through the crowd towards the two grim-looking people.

"I'm guessing you heard." She mumbled, brushing off the tears off her pink uniform, seeing their head bobbled down and up. Kisa snarled, which wasn't becoming for her.

"I hate this, seeing her so broken, so…..lonely. I want this to end NOW."

"We all do, Kisa, but we can't do anything more than dropping hints to time to time. This is between him and her, you know that."

"Yes, I know, but…" Kisa trailed off, turning to the window. Silence fell upon the trio for minutes until Kohaku's strong voice filled both women's ears.

"I will end this thing as soon as possible. I promise you, I know this is hard on you two too, the witch will get the show she wanted, but after I have my Sen back, she is getting the payback she deserves." The women agreed as a scream shattered the conversion.

They looked at each other with terror in their eyes before racing to the maids' chambers.

/-/-/-/-/-/-/

Sen sat on her mat and pulled the backpack onto her lap, welcoming the moment of peace from the thoughts in her mind. She sighed sadly as her hands unzipped it and begun to searched for her stench pad. When will this stop? Her thoughts…..

Then because she was lost in her mind, the pad fell onto the floor next to her feet. The women snarled as she bent to get it…..but…

She met green soul-searching eyes, she screamed before everything faded into blackness…..

Into the world of memories...

-.-.-.-.-