Spirited Away Fan Fiction ❯ A Promise Kept ❯ chapter one ( Chapter 1 )

 

 

Very short Chihiro POV one-shot sets after the movie ends. Who didn't' see this happen in their heads when the credits rolled?

 

“A Promise Kept”

a very short story by penpaninu

 

 

 

Mom and Dad never believed me about the spirit world on the other side of the false amusement park. When Haku, the dragon boy, took me back to the sea of grass separating the realms and bid me farewell, my parents were waiting for me. They were irate and annoyed I had gotten lost, momentarily in their view, and had made them wait.

They looked exactly as last I saw them, and if not my severe belief in my fledgling adventure (and the hair band Zaneba had made with No-face) I would be inclined to believe them: that nothing had happened.

 

But even though the weeks, months, then years passed, I find myself not wanting to forget the warmth of Haku's hand, the sharp slant of his human eyes and the smooth scales of his dragon form. Late at night, I look out of my bedroom window, watching the starry skies for signs of his flight. He had promised we would meet once more. Things to smooth over with Yubaba, may have delayed him, but when a promise was made, one kept it. That is one thing I had learned in the Bath House of the Spirit Realm. The vow made with words was very strong.

 

So pure is my belief in this, I am not surprised to see a tall slim boy with shoulder length hair pause under the street lamp before my parent's house. His slanted eyes search the darkened windows, and when they land on me, I smile and wave.

 

“Haku!” I whisper loudly, darting out of the front door and meeting him at the front gate. “You made it! I've been waiting.”

The dragon boy smiled kindly at me, and reached his slender hands for mine. As if confirming the childish belief to be invited, I take his hands in mine and guide him over the threshold to the front walk way of my house.

 

“I made a promise, Chihiro,” he whispers. “And you taught me promises need to be kept.” His hands are so warm, his mouth caresses my name in just the right way and his eyes are dark with remembered friendship.

I impulsively pull him close for a hug and we find the startling difference in height and growth between us. Looking up into his face, I grin sheepishly and attempt to smooth the tangled muss laying in bed made of my hair.

 

“Chihiro! What are you doing outside at this hour?” Father's voice calls from inside. Haku smiles as I pull him to the door.

 

“An old friend, Dad! Meet Kohaku.”

 

End

Rewatching Spirited Away reminded me of this thought for a VERY short Pov story. I always thought Haku should find Chihiro once more! Please review!

 

Penpaninu 12/07/05