Yay! New chapter! I hope to update more often, but I'm busy with school and orchestra, soooooo… Yeah :)
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Chapter 2: A helping hand and a face in a dream
The sun is high on the sky, and Chihiro stood in front of the soccer goal. A drop of sweat slid down the side of her face as she watched her opponents making their way towards the goal. Chihiro was never a sporty person, she'd much rather spend the time of soccer practice inside, drawing or chatting with her friends. But Pat wanted to join the soccer club, and insisted on tagging Chihiro along. Chihiro, with no choice but to agree, is now also in the soccer club. She sighed, remembering her first soccer practice, which really, really sucked. "CHI! WATCH OUT!" A call from Pat snapped her out of her memory, but it was too late. The ball flew straight at her face, and she got knocked over. She was expecting the feeling of her body colliding with the floor, but it never happened. Instead, she felt like she was caught by a familiar person, and before she could see clearly who it was, she blacked out.
"Chihiro."
Chihiro shifted slightly in her slumber.
"Chihiro."
Chihiro grunted, and tried to open her eyes, but a sharp pain in her head forced her to close them once again.
"Chihiro."
Chihiro opened her eyes slowly, a headache stormed in her head, but she tried to ignore the pain. She finally opened her eyes wide, only to find herself staring at a pair of emerald green eyes. Chihiro gasped and ducked into her covers. What was that?! Chihiro's mind raced, her heart beating fast. She closed her eyes, and listened. "Is she awake, Kohaku-kun?" the sound of an extremely tired Pat came close. "Yes." The so-called Kohaku-kun replied. Chihiro's eyes opened wide. The voice-the name! Why is it so familiar? Ugh! I just cant remember! She mentally head-desked herself. Then there was a rustle of covers and the blinding light of the hospital room made Chihiro squint. She felt so exposed. "Oh dear lord! Thank god you are awake, Chi!" Chihiro slowly opened her eyes, and saw Pat sitting on the side of her bed. "W-where… am I?" was all Chihiro managed to murmur. "Oh, you are at the hospital." Pat's eyes opened wide. "Woah wait a minute! Don't tell me you got amnesia!" Pat inched her face closer to Chihiro's face, their noses almost touching. "Do you remember who you are? Who am I?" Chihiro paused for a second, and suddenly all the memories came flooding back.
"Oh my god! Call the ambulance! The nurse! Or something! Chihiro looks really badly hurt!" Pats voice was heard, but it was distant. Chihiro heard the rushing of footsteps and people asking her if she was alright. She felt like she was laying in…some one's lap. And then there was nothing. Just… Black. Until now.
"Uh… I'm Chihiro… And you are Leiko Pat?" Pat breathed a sigh of relief as she backed away. "Good. She still remembers!" Chihiro grunted and tried to sit up, but her head still hurts. She reached one of her hands to touch her head but instead of feeling her soft hair, she felt a bandage. "Woah Chi! Stay still! Don't touch your bandage!" Pat rushed over, and helped her up. "I'm hurt?" Chihiro asked, dumb folded. "Chi, seriously? You were hit by a soccer ball, flying towards you at light speed. How could you not be hurt?" Pat shook her head, but a smile was on her face. Chihiro just closed her head and sat against the pillows. "Wait… where's mom and dad?" "Oh, your parents are on their way here." Pat said. "The school already called them." Chihiro nodded. She opened her eyes again, and looked around.
Then, she saw Kohaku, sitting on a chair next to Pat. Chihiro mentally face-palmed herself. How could she forget? The mystery boy? "Who's that?" Chihiro mumbled, only loud enough for Pat to hear. "Oh! I forgot to introduce you to Kohaku-kun!" Kohaku stood up from his seat, and bowed a little. Chihiro was still shocked by how much he resembled the boy she often dreams about. "I'm Kohaku Nigihayami. I just transferred from Kyoko to here." Chihiro nodded. "and this is Chihiro Ogino." Pat continued. "N-nice to meet you, Kohaku-kun." "Nice to meet you too, Chihiro." Haku (AN: Just going to start calling him Haku now) replied, and sat down. "Well, you see Chi, Kohaku caught you when you were hit by the ball." Pat said. "And then we sent you to the hospital, and yup. That's about it." Chihiro suddenly remembered about how she felt like she was caught. A blush crept up to her cheeks. "Thank you, Kohaku." She murmured. Haku nodded at her. "Well… I think we should leave her to rest. I'm going to call Takashi telling him that you're OK." Chihiro nodded at Pat, and Pat stood up and left the room.
The moment Pat closed the door behind her, the awkward-ness in the room rose from 50 to 1000. Chihiro felt nervous around Haku, and Haku just stared out the window. Haku is wearing the school's uniform, and Chihiro had to admit, he looked quite nice. He's so close yet so different from the boy in my dreams. Chihiro thought. The Haku in her dreams looked much younger, and he was wearing his bathhouse clothes. His facial features remained the same; long sea-green hair, straight bangs, and emerald green eyes. Haku seemed to feel Chihiro stare at her, and turned around to look at her. Chihiro felt her body temperature rocketing up into the night sky. She can almost feel her skin sizzling! "U-um Haku-" Chihiro started but quickly clasped her hands on her mouth. "N-NO! I mean Kohaku-" she stammered, her whole face red. "It's fine." He said, a soft look in his eyes. "you can call me Haku." Chihiro nodded reluctantly. How did that even slip?! Chihiro mentally scolded herself. I just met him today!
"Chihiro?" Haku's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "Y-yes?" she looked up, feeling awkward. "Do I look familiar to you?" Silence. Chihiro's eyes widened and her face got even redder. "I, what? I don't, I-" Chihiro stuttered, and chuckled nervously, "How-" She stopped when she saw the look in Haku's eyes. He looked hurt. And forgotten. "Oh god I am sorry! Did I say anything wrong?" Chihiro said, feeling like her tongue has been tied into a knot. "No." Haku said, his voice like steel but with a hint of sadness. "I guess… I just met the wrong Chihiro." "What do you mean?" Chihiro was curious. Was he looking for somebody? "I met a Chihiro six years ago… But she had to leave." Chihiro stared at him, her mouth agape. Click. A few gears in her brain seemed to start turning again, as flows and flows of memories came back at her, like a tide washing over a lost rubber ducky.
AN: Cliffy? Yes? Nu? Ehuehuehuehue~ Please read and I hope to update soon! 3