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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This is unapologetically one of my favourite chapters in Courage. Totally self-indulgent because I wrote it to make myself laugh. Fortunately, a few other people found it funny too.
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Haku sent for her at lunchtime. She kept him waiting for another two hours. She would have kept him waiting longer if Linca had not said she would cut her wrists if she did not see him. Rin then virtually dragged her up to the elevator and even pulled the lever for her. She walked as slowly as she could down the hall but eventually walked into his office without knocking.
Haku was writing at his desk, teal coloured hair shading his face as he bent over his work. He looked up as she marched in.
"So you are here at last," he said raising dark eyebrows over flashing emerald eyes.
"I was looking after Linca," Chihiro folded her arms and glared at him defiantly. "What do you want?" She snapped. He put his brush down and gestured to the seat opposite him, Chihiro took it.
"I wanted first to apologise," Chihiro was surprised that he had lost his stubbornness.
"Go on," she said. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
"I was wrong; even if I did get you back, the ends did not justify the means. I had no right to do what I did."
Chihiro nodded a little cagily.
"Apology accepted, but you should be saying this to Linca, not me." He bowed his head, eyes downcast.
"What you say is true, and I will, but I have to clear something with Yubaba first." Chihiro frowned. "Call it part of the apology." He then put some of that strawberry like wine in her hand. She took a sip and smiled at the extraordinary taste.
"What is this stuff Haku?"
"Snowberry wine, quite rare actually, but I enjoy it." Chihiro took another sip.
"It's delicious," she grinned.
"We only serve the best vintages in this office," he sat back and clasped one hand behind his neck.
"So how are we going to go about this?" Chihiro shook her head.
"I don't know."
"Well first off, if you are here for another week or so, the Gods will put in an appearance. So we could do nothing but..."
"But?" Echoed Chihiro, "why is there always a but?" she wondered. Haku lowered his arm, eyes serious.
"Well let's say everything goes well. You do become bonded to this world and carve a niche for yourself. What about your parents?"
Chihiro's cheeks coloured with shame. She had been here over a week and had not thought about them. She stared at the desk, unable to look at him. Haku bent over the desk and placed a finger under her chin and lifted her head back up. His eyes were soft and full of sympathy.
