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IchiRuki Fanfic: Cold DeathHas it always been this cold?
Like a still, dieing, breeze?
Rukia's fingers were numb. It was only autumn and yet it felt like harsh winter. She hated the autumn. Leaves were dead. Trees were dead. Her once thriving faith in luck was... dead. "What?" She muttered, suddenly feeling paranoid. "Who believes in pure fate anymore? Who?" A voice echoed out in all directions. There was no one else on this empty street. Rukia was surprised to discover that this voice was her own. For the first time, she had doubt.
"So you intend to tell me that you've forgotten?" This voice was not her own.
"Rukia, don't you remember the promise that we made?" Rukia turned around to see only her shadow. "You lie." She muttered under her breath and walked away.
"So you've truly forgotten about me?" A harsh breeze brushed her shoulder.
"I'm so stupid," A hesitant tear ran down Rukia's cheek. "...for showing emotion to scum like you." With that, she ran down the pavement, regardl
I keep wondering night after night... like most humans do..
but about a different subject than most.
What is the purpose of life?
What is there to do?
Why create us?
Is there no boundary between "yesterday" and "today"?
So yesterday would still be today and today yesterday?
That would also mean "tomorrow" would also be "today".
Us, the humans, have only set boundaries where they're aren't any.
Between each 24 "hours", or "24 lengths of time".
But "today", "tomorrow", and "yesterday" are in the same length of time.
All of time has been in one single length, since the beginning.
Therefore, measure of lengths in "time" are not needed.
Because every "day" will be the same, and every "year".
Humans take advantage of simple logic
and bend it to their will.
Spirited Away 2. - Part II -Chapter / Part II
After trying to do the powerful spell they decided to just enchant Chihiro's parents.
After making them think she was going on a school camping field trip and casting spells on some school staff not call her home to ask why she wasn't attending school, she was ready to make her grand escape. Chihiro was picked up in the park, Kohaku in his dragon form. "I thought you had lost your dragon form.." she said. "I thought I did too. But that only signified that I was free," he smiled. Chihiro nodded and got upon his back. Before she knew it she was many feet above the world. "We're going to enter the spirit world," he said. "Be careful... I'm going to lower now," Haku said descending in the air. Chihiro nodded and held on tightly to him. She felt the immediate sense of welcome as she entered the other world. Eventually they arrived infront of the bathhouse in which Yubaba owned and operated.
The sight shocked Chihiro. The beautiful bathhouse which was colourful, and
Spirited Away Part 1"Mother, Father, please!" Chihiro begged, her fists locked in a pleading form. "It's been so long… Wasn't it just gorgeous there?" She sighed, looking up as if in a dream. Averting her gaze back to her parent's eyes, she continued to ask. "You said it would be nice to take a picnic there, you can eat while I set up camp, then you can leave at twilight."
Sighing, Chihiro's father crossed his arms, a frown on his face. "You're only fifteen. I don't think you're old—" He was cut off by a sob then a plea to the other parent.
"Mom… Please! Be reasonable." She cried, pushing her brown hair from her face.
Her mother placed a hand on her forehead and closed her eyes. "Chihiro…" She began, turning to the man of the home. "Dear, it would be nice to go back," She opened her eyes, wrapping her arm around his.
Exhaling deeply, Akio nodded slowly. "Fine, but don't get yourself kidnapped." He smiled, watching his daughter's smile grow.
"Oh, thank you!" She squealed, dashing up the stairs of her blue
Spirited Away: The ReturnPrologue
The station wagon turned into a curving gravel drive that led to a narrow, two story, brick house and then looped back around and out so that her father wouldn't have to back out of the driveway in the mornings. This was a good idea on the designer's part, Chihiro decided, as her father's driving skills were lacking in some areas. In the arc of the loop was a small flower garden filled with colorful flowering plants, complete with a decorative Buddha statue among the foliage. The gapping smile of the happily obese deity elicited a short giggle from the girl.
"Look, honey, we didn't miss the movers after all," her mother's voice broke into her thoughts and she raised her gaze to the end of the driveway where a large yellow and white van was starting to turn in. "Now, you'll have to move the car into the garage so they can pull all the way up to the door. I don't want them scratching my wood furniture. Chihiro, you're going to have to get out of the way. Come inside and g
Spirited Away 2.Chapter / Part I
Her eyes ventured back...but she didn't. She couldn't look back. Not yet.
But-- She would miss him.
As she got into the blue car it was filled with dust, leaves, and undergrowth. Her parents did not understand. It had been such a long period of time since they had been in their car. "Yes, must be. But what a heartless joke," her mother said. But Chihiro just took a deep breath through her nostrils, sighing. "What's wrong, Chihiro?" her father asked in his gruff voice. "Nothing," she replied. "You still can't get over moving?" asked her mother sweetly. "Of course not," she replied, still a bit dazed by the happenings. She gingerly touched the hair-band made by her friends. Granny, No-face....all of them. But especially Haku. "Haku..." she whispered, not audible for one of her parents to hear.
The car came to a halt in front of a blue house with nice white trim. "Isn't it lovely?" asked Chihiro's mother, Yuuko. "It's a fine home," said the father. "What do you th
Spirited Away 2: Chapter 1
Chihiro's alarm woke her with a start. She didn't want to wake up, because she was having her favorite dream. The one where she still worked at the bathhouse...
and Haku was there. She could still easily picture his straight black hair and shocking green eyes. Chihiro laid in her bed for a moment, wishing she were still in her dream, and then sat up straight with the realization that it was her sixteenth birthday. She smiled, but it was a sad smile. She sighed, remembering that last year she had hoped Haku would return, only to be disappointed. She could still hear his voice in her head: "We'll be together again one day..."
As she walked to school, alone as usual, since she hadn't made many friends in this town, she wished there was someone she could tell about the spirit world that wouldn't think she was insane. "Maybe this year he'll come. That would be the ultimate birthday gift," she thought. She sighed (as this had become a habit sinc
Spirited Away 2: Chapter 7
Chihiro couldn't decide. She didn't want to leave her world, but she didn't want Haku to have to adjust. Or she could just let him go. As soon as she thought of that, she was horrified at the thought of Haku leaving, never to return. But Chihiro soon realized that that might be the easiest option. Nothing would have to be sacrificed, except for seeing Haku. But there are other fish in the sea, Chihiro thought reluctantly. She looked up at Haku; he was looking back. Could he tell what she was thinking?
"Well?" Haku asked.
"I think," Chihiro had to pause before she could say it out loud. "I think that you should... you should go back to the spirit world. And I'll stay here."
Haku said nothing for a moment. "Is that really what you want?"
Chihiro nodded. She felt a tear roll down her cheek. "I- I think it's best. It would be the easiest thin
Spirited Away 2: Chapter 2
It was Haku. He was taller, and his perfectly straight black hair was pulled back into a slightly messy ponytail. His eyes, his eyes were exactly as she remembered, intense and yet so kind.
"You came back," Chihiro whispered, wrapping her arms around him. "I missed you so much."
Haku carefully wiped away the tears Chihiro hadn't realized she was crying. "I missed you, too."
Startled by his deep voice, Chihiro let go of everything except his hand. She was afraid he would disappear if she wasn't touching him. She looked up at him in amazement. "You, um, you're all.... You're older." She cringed as soon as she said it, embarrassed at how stupid she sounded to herself.
Haku laughed. "You too." Was it Chihiro's imagination, or did his eyes just flicker downward? He pulled her close again. "I need to give you something. Take a walk with me."
Transfixed by his eyes, all Chihiro co
Spirited Away 2: Chapter 3
Chihiro leaned against a nearby tree and closed her eyes. Without realizing it, she fell asleep, dreaming of green eyes and sweet kisses.
When Chihiro opened her eyes the next morning, she was on her room. She glanced at her clock. It was ten o'clock in the morning. She started to panic but then relaxed, remembering it was Saturday. But then a new question consumed her: "How did I get in my room?" she asked out loud. Confused, she made her way downstairs to the kitchen, her stomach growling loudly. Once she was in the kitchen, she noticed a note on the refrigerator:
Spirited Away: The Return Ch.1Chapter 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 the bath house? She'd wanted so badly to leave and see the rest of the world. Had Bo grown up? He was such a large baby...he might have been meant to stay that way. Was No Face still with Granny? She certainly hoped so. He'd been so sweet and she knew no one at the bathhouse would allow him in. What about Kohaku? Surely Yubaba hadn't harmed h
Spirited Away Part 116-year old Chihiro looked at her digital alarm clock.It was 12:30 am.It was summertime and her parents had left to America for the summer, leaving her with her grandmother, who lived nearby. "Diiiiing.Diiiiing." The doorbell chimed. "Who could it be this early, or so late?" Chihiro muttered.She opened the door slowly. "Hey, hun! How's it going?" "LIN!" Chihiro nearly shouted. "How'd you get here? What spirit are you?" "I'm the spirit of YOUTH! Don't cha know?" Lin replied.
" ...still..how'd you get here?" Chihiro asked. "I can see any person in the world as they are in their youth (0-36 years of age), but it took me a while to find you." Lin said."And you know why Haku couldn't come! He doesn't have a home." "I've came here to let you know this: Yubaba died dueling against a bad spirit she was trying to chase away from the bathhouse.Since Yubaba's son is too young to become the new manager, all the spirits in the bathhouse have nominated you to be the new ruler." Lin exclai
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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