Beginning note: I don't own Spirited Away, I'm not making any money off it, and this is all for the funzys.
Ablution - A ceremonial act of washing parts of the body or sacred containers
Avocation
It was an avocation of his, a hobby if you will, to count each step to took to reach someplace that he was going. But only when the destination was important.
It was Four-Hundred Twenty-Three steps from the entrance to the boiler-room to the pen her parents were housed in all those years ago.
Three-Hundred Sixty-Seven from the bathhouse's bridge to the the steps of the riverbed.
Two Hundred Ninety-One from his dormitory to Yubaba's sitting room.
One-Hundred Fifty from his room to her old one; Thirty-Two if he flew.
And It had taken Twenty-Eight steps for Chihiro to disappear into the darkness of the archway on that last day.
This time though, he wasn't going to just sit there and watch her go. This time, he was going with her.
Breathing deeply and squeezing the hand that was held so very tightly in his own, she smiled up at him, and they turned to that darkened train station, taking their first steps into forever. Together.
Note: For you, my lovely readers, I've stared a new blog! Where you will be able to keep up to date on everything I'm writing, from my fan-fiction, to my original work, and everything else writing-related that's happened to catch my eye. velvetsometimes . tumblr . com Just remove the space's and you'll be all good to go; I'd LOVE to hear from you all, so please: drop me a line, ask me a question, or follow me if that's what you fancy and I'll see you all with your next update tomorrow!