Spirited Away Fanfiction: Chihiro is 20 and at university. Her brush with the Spirit World still influences her life today. She is trying hard to fit in with the "real world", but she is finding this difficult and the cracks are starting to show
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Chihiro had forgotten the thrill of flying with Haku. She remembered the flying of course, but the memory of the sheer exhilaration had faded. She saw the world in miniature, the flat plain seemed to extend forever except to the west, where purple mountains rose out of the flat land like jagged teeth. The wind whistled around her pushing her hair out of her face and streaming it behind her. Haku looked almost silver in the morning sun. It was hard to believe that this creature of myth was the handsome man she had been arguing with a few moments before. However, something in his dragon form reminded her strongly of his human-like one. Maybe it was the eyes, or his graceful movements in this form were echoed in his human one. Whatever it was, all she knew at that moment was the joy.
She let go of his horns and put out her arms, as if flying herself. Just then Haku dropped beneath her. She gave a little yelp and grasped his horns again.
"You spoilsport," she accused, "you get to do this all the time!" he then dove and her stomach seemed to migrate to her mouth and she nearly lost Grannies breakfast. He pulled a number of gut-wrenching turns; it was like being on a roller coaster.
"All right!" She laughed, "you win, I'll sit properly." He returned to a more even flight, his tail streaming behind him. Chihiro sat for a while admiring the view. She found that her eyelids were starting to drop. She was still tired from being so ill she realised. She shifted down his back and wrapped her arms around his horns and rested her head on her hands.
"I'm just going to take a little nap." She yawned and was asleep almost immediately. Haku flew on and gave a low growl of satisfaction.
"Chihiro?" A voice was calling her name. She was so tired; all she wanted to do was sleep. "Chihiro?" Someone was shaking her.
"Just five more minutes," She mumbled and snuggled into her pillow. Someone gave a surprised laugh. "This pillow isn't very comfortable." She thought, "it's quite hard and it's warm." Her eyes snapped open, what she saw made her wish she was still asleep. He had transformed back to his human form while she was asleep. He was holding her in both arms, one around her shoulders and the other under her knees. She had been nuzzling his chest. He looked down at her still chuckling.
"Well hello sleepy," he said. Chihiro wanted the ground to open up and swallow her.
"Hello," she said sheepishly, "you can put me down now." He did so, still smiling, eyes full of mischief. Obviously, he was enjoying her discomfort. To add to her embarrassment they were not alone.
Rin came over from the shadows of Haku's office next door. She looked the girl up and down.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm fine," replied Chihiro. Not satisfied with this Rin placed a hand on her head.
"Mmm, no temperature, open your mouth," Chihiro did so. "Tongue nice and pink, how many fingers am I holding up?"
