It had taken fifteen years, but Haku did come for her again.
She'd grown up, Chihiro had. Gone to high school with it's loud jokes and overdone drama, gone to university with it's stress of studying and worry about tests and passing and the oh shit this is the real world and we're not ready for it sort of air that always seems to surround university campuses. She grew, baby-fat face growing angular, thin hair growing long and thick. Her hair stuck to the back of her neck with summertime heat, so she chopped it to chin length. Her skin darkened to the color of coffee with heavy cream, her body growing muscular from summer jobs she had taken w
Spirited Away: The Return Ch.1 by pm83writings, literature
Literature
Spirited Away: The Return Ch.1
Chapter One
Chihiro sat at small, cluttered desk in her one room apartment in downtown Tokyo. One hand braced her chin as she looked out of the window at the only view she had - a red brick wall across the alley. Her other hand held a wide, felt tipped pen, hovered over a sketch pad but never touched the paper. She'd been working on an illustration when her mind had drifted back to the subject of her art - the Spirit Realm and her time spent there. Kamaji was her current object of fascination. A roughly sketched portrait of him at the bellows marked the page in front of her.
What were her ethereal friends doing now? Was Lin still working at
Eleven-year-old Chihiro and a now thirteen-year-old Haku were walking through a park near the Ogino residence, stopping on a bridge and looking at the river underneath. The two of them had solemn looks on their faces, each remembering fond memories of their pasts.
"Hey, remember when we were really young?" Chihiro suddenly asked, getting Haku's attention.
"What about then?" Haku asked in reply, looking at his fiancée with curiosity.
"Well, it's just that I remember the day we really met. You know, after you saved me from drowning?"
"Oh, yeah. You were probably four when that happened, I was six."
"Mmm-hmm. Tha