Spirited Away: EpilogueSpirited Away: Epilogue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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"Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but some how feeling warm inside because you're close in heart." ~ Unknown Author
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Chihiro was watching the clouds. Again.
She really needed to knock it off. It was such a bad habit to just stare out into space in the middle of class. Especially since she had only been at this new school for about 3 months and her grades were not looking so good.
A large white cloud drifted past. It was long and sort of squiggly shaped. It kind of reminded her of a snake, or a dragon In fact, it kind of reminded her of Haku
"Just go back the way you came, you'll be fine. But you have to promise not to look back. Not until you've passed through the tunnel."
"What about you? What will you do?"
"Don't worry, I'll go back and have a talk with Yubaba. I'll tell her I'm going to quit being her apprentice I'm fine I got my name back."
"Will we meet agai
'Back to the Spirit World' Ch. 1 Fanfic'Back to the Spirit World' Ch. 1 Fanfic4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chihiro Ogino flipped to the next page in her book. She sighed and wiped the sweat from her face. It was the first week of summer vacation and she was spending it inside reading a book.
It had been six years since Chihiro had crossed over to the Spirit World. Six years since she had met Haku, her first love. Six years since she saved the Spirit World. Six long years had passed since she let go of Haku's soft hand and walked back into the human world.
She didn't realize it until she crossed into the human world and couldn't look back; she loved Haku. She loved a Spirit. Even though she was young, her feelings for Haku were there. She didn't know why or how it happened, but it did. She loved the impossible.
She hadn't told anyone about the Spirit World, her friends, or even Haku.
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It's been six years since my adventure in the Spirit World, six years since I've seen him. When I was able to return to my world with my parents and before I ran to the tunnel where they were waiting for me, Haku did promise me that we will see each other again some day soon.
Having strong faith in him since that day, I've been waiting patiently for Haku to come into the human world and find me. Even at the times I become very impatient and had almost about given up on waiting for him, my memories of him and my strong feelings for Haku make me think twice because he could appear anytime, possibly when I least expect it one of these days.
Looking out my bedroom window, as I thought about Haku, I decide to go out for a walk. Leaving my room once my light was turned off and I closed the door behind me, my mom said from t
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Haku's eyes slowly flickered open. When he realized where he was, he sat up quickly.
"Ugh." Haku groaned as a sharp pain went through his chest. He held it tightly until it slowly passed. Wearily he pulled the covers off of him and got out of bed. His bare feet barely hit the floor when Haku collapsed.
"Come on " Haku grabbed the bed and pulled himself up. He regained his balance and walked slowly across the hardwood floor and opened the door with the hand that wasn't holding his chest. As he walked, panting, across the hospital wing, the Nurse Spirits stared at him. His particular nurse came running up to him, "Master, you shouldn't be-"
"I don't care," Haku growled. His nurse backed away, bowed, and walked away.
Haku made it to the door and opened that one as well. He left it open and walked across the hall. The sharp pain hit his chest again a
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I smiled quietly as the adventures ran through my head, allowing me to relive them as if it happened yesterday. My parents have forgotten everything about that encounter. The only thing they remembered was coming to a dead end before shortly reaching our new house.
I shifted my gaze from the hair tie to the vast meadow beyond. The grass looks as if it has caught on fire, as the setting sun silhouettes the grass perfectly only lighting up the tips with a bright orange glow. I sometimes wonder what my parents would say if I told them what really happened. What really occurred during the small gap in their memory. But I knew them, they would laugh at first and say it was a tale created from my "over-active imagination" and then brush it off.
I bound my now longer brown hair up with the hair tie and sighed, as the first stars start to appear in the darkening sky. I look up to watch them for a little
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You know the saying that when you die, your life flashes before your eyes? Well right there, part of Chihiro's life flashed before her. She could remember everything: From the moment she entered the tunnel with the stone spirit, till the moment she let go of Haku's hand and ran through the grass toward her parents.
She remembered Lin, Boh, Yubaba, Kamaji, Zeniba, and the rest of her friends from the bath house. She remembered Haku; the first person she met in the Spirit World and the last person she saw from the Spirit World. Haku was the boy who saved her, the boy who had once made a promise. That boy.
Haku was the reason she hadn't been able to have a relationship. She had been waiting for him like she promised.
Mosquito Songsun ray's spun silverMosquito Song4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
humming blood-drunk ballades:
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"Hey." a voice called to him, causing him to turn around. Walking towards him was a young woman of sixteen with fire-red hair and cloud-gray eyes. Her outfit was in two parts: the top was in a Chinese style and came down to the end of her ribs. The color was red with goldenrod lining, and had a matching skirt. The skirt, which started on her hips and revealed her stomach, was the same in color, but had shorts underneath, and had a slit from her upper thigh to the end on both sides. Her slippers were a lighter red and goldenrod color, but otherwise matched her outfit. Her fire-red hair was in a ponytail, swaying in the wind. Two golden w
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(P.S-Listening to "Always With Me Intrumental Helps!)
The Final Chapter
A Spirited Away Ending
"Forever and Always"
It was that kind of day that looked like nothing would happen.
It was also my birthday.
I was finally 18.
I was finally older.
"Chihiro make sure you come home soon! You father has prepared a wonderful Dinner for you!" My mother called from behind me as I ran out of the door holding me bag in one hand.
"I'll be home soon mom! Stop worrying!" I called back the wind whistling in my hair. As the cherry blossom petals flew around our little home in the meadows.
I was still wearing my school outfit but I honestly didn't give the slightest care.
I began to run along the slopes skidding down the hill.
I still remembered the first time our family had moved here.
I had made a friend that would last forever.
If only I could see him again.
My feet pattered as I passed several of the houses my mother had told me belonged to spirits.
I kept on running as I came across th
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Chihiro looked back at the bath house and sighed, Here I go, she thought. She crossed the bridge where she met Haku for the first time and then headed down the concrete steps. Chihiro made her way around town trying to find a way down to the train stop. She couldn't quite remember how she got there the first time since she was running from No Face.
Chihiro eventually found a pathway leading down to the train tracks. She tripped down the dirt path and finally made it to the bottom. She sat down and took out a pair of new shoes she had gotten from the bathhouse from her bag. She slipped them on and made her way out to the track.
It must not have rained recently because there was no water on the track. She walked until she came upon the first train stop that she saw. She sat on the edge and waited.
"Oh crap! The ticket!
Ookami-Hime_Wolf PrincessOokami-Hime_Wolf Princess7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ookami-Hime (Wolf Princess)</i>
A princess that speaks the language of the wolf,
One who binds them,
One who protects and guides them,
A girl who was born wild and free,
One whos courage overcomes war.
A wolf princess who is the flower of a dying forest,
A princess that can overcome steel and fire.
Mask and the ArsonistMask and the Arsonist3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mask and the Arsonist
"Oh shell!" Mikey's yell reverberated throughout the lair. "Guys, guys, come here!"
The call was different from his 'see my high score' shout and drew his family instantly. Master Splinter and Leo came out of the dojo to join the youngest in front of the television array. Don stuck his head out of the lab, saw the three of them standing there and moved swiftly to join them.
Raph patted Mask's side as she ate her dinner and left her in the kitchen while he went to see what all the fuss was about.
"Once again, the police are urging citizens to stay indoors. The area from Broad and 12th in a twelve mile radius has been cordoned off as the authorities search for the suspected arsonist.
"This is a repeat of our breaking news. The police believe they are pursuing the arsonist and murderer who calls himself 'Fire Man'. A quick thinking resident spotted the alleged criminal as he attempted to set another apartment building on fire, calling the police and soundi
NuvolaDrifting silently,Nuvola5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you are loyal to no one but
Coming and going,
just what is your destination-
Nothing can bind you-
Nothing can control you-
those around you tremble in fear.
And with a sour aftertaste in your mouth,
you continue on your journey,
unrelenting to those
in your way.
You are the source of storms and lightning;
rain falls when you're upset;
you dim the sun; darken the skies;
like the mist, you remain cool - calm - when others panic.
You are the sign of things to come.
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My vision is fading in and out. Black spots seem to appear and my head pounds pounds like it never has before. I've never felt so restrained. It's quite an annoyance.
I'm Russia. I don't have time for these human inconveniences. I'm not supposed to be restricted by petty ailments.
It's not supposed to be like this. I'm not supposed to die.
I'm a nation. I'm vast and powerful. Immortal. Invincible.
But, I guess sometimes, that's just not enough.
Because here in this mansion, I'm not a nation. I'm neither vast nor powerful. Not immortal. Not invincible.
A frail, sickly, weak human infected with pain. So much pain.
A lonely human.
Here I am, in a position I never thought that I'd be in.
A position of surrender.
My back against the harsh cold floor, my limbs bruised and broken, my breathing labored, and the blood so much blood.
It's a bitter reminder of my frailty and mortality.
Never did I think that I'd fall here, with the rest of them.
HetaOni ChaosJapan took a sip from his tea. He winced at the heat, realizing that he should've let it sit for a bit longer. He closed his eyes and breathed in, thankful to be back in his house alone. He felt like he'd been away from home for way to long surrounded by noisy boisterous western nations and petty arguments.HetaOni Chaos3 years ago in Humor More Like This
The worst part is that he can never voice his opinions during world conferences because America always rattled off about nonsense that Japan felt pressured to agree to; France and England were always at each other's throats; Russia just sat there with that eerie smile on his face as he looked at China; Italy talked about nothing but pasta, girls, and siestas; and, Germany always ended up losing his temper and yelling at the top of his lungs.
The atmosphere was stuffy there, to constricted for Japan to handle. Here, he could breathe in and revel in the silence.
Just as he was about to take another sip from his tea, his phone rang, earsplitting and shrill. Japan let out a tiny br
A History of ImaginariumWhen we were young, we believed. In myths, in legends, in stories beyond the wildest imagination of the best story teller in the world. Tomorrow always held surprises, new stories, and new worlds for our imaginations to explore. Everything began with 'Once upon a time' and ended with 'Happily ever after.' We lived in a land where we all owned pet tyrannosaurus rexes, maybe a few dragons, a sword that rivaled Excalibur and faeries and pixies, who just happened to make great playmates. Fae food for some reason always seemed to be so much better than your average meal, and who needs an adult to talk sense to, when you could have a talking lion?A History of Imaginarium4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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Reading became insipidly real, about average people with average lives. And what was worse, we enjoyed that much more that the fantastical tales that our imagination wa
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The cool breeze made Mae realize she was still alone on the grassy field. Roy was supposed to home back to his house the next day. Rena licked Mae's small tanned hands to remind her she still has her Pokemon by her side. She let her body rest against mother nature's green blanket and started to contemplate what her next course of action was.
Roy, how could you do this for me. Are you that desperate?
Mae took a blade of grass and tickled Rena's nose with it. Rena's snorted and Mae cheered up. She quickly sat up and grabbed a notebook out of her book bag. Her finger crossed over several pages and Mae's face lit up.
"Well- looks like all my appointments are over and I think I should take a break. Maybe I should go visit Nero like he suggested in his letter, what do you think Rena?"
Her Ninetales Rena nudged up against her face in agreement. She missed Mae's childhood friend too.
"Well, let's see, I still want to speak to Roy to figure out what the hell he was thinking... Let's sti
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This is not one of those times.
John is standing next to you, suddenly, and of course he doesn't notice your small reactions: the breathy exhale of breath through clenched teeth, the tensing of the muscles that lace between your shoulder blades. He's bli
MAYBE"SHE TEASES ME EVERYDAY, NEVER LETTING ME A MOMENT OF PEACE."MAYBE4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"H3S SO FUN TO T34S3 4LTHOUGH 1T 4NNOYS H1M"
"SHES ALWAYS THERE THOUGH, ALWAYS SUPPORTING ME"
"H3S TH3R3 THOUGH T4K1NG C4R3 OF US"
"SHE MIGHT BE A FUCKASS, BUT SHE CHEERS ME ON."
"H3S 4LW4YS GRUMPY BUT H3 CARES V3RY MUCH"
"EVEN THOUGH SHES BLIND, SHE HELPS BETTER THAN ANY OF US."
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"H3H3 JUST M4YB3"
"THAT'S WHY I LOVE HER
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Author's Notes: Inspired partially by my fellow parodizer Wendy's filk musical "Hogwarts Story". Contains a few spoilers for "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix".
"Lies, lies, says he's down in the Bahamas
Tries, tries, bangin' little hoochy mammas
No way, none of this is true
Well you see there'll come a day
when the joke's on you, yeah!"
-"Original Prankster" (The Offspring)
"It's not easy being evil,
and evil's what I be"
-"It's Not Easy Being Evil" (Zorak)
As the sun rose over Diagon Alley, an alarm clock went off in the bachelor pad over number ninety-three, Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes. A calloused hand immediately swatted the nuisance off the nightstand between the two beds and into the far wall. Being enchanted and quite used to this kind of treatment by now, the clock fell silent.
A muffled groan came from across the room as the other resident peered up from under his pillow. "S'your turn to make breakfast, Fred."
HetaCaliga Part IGermany opened his eyes and he was nearly blinded by the light. He squinted and clenched his teeth, flinching. He quickly jerked his head away and cursed under his breath. His head pounded and he saw swirling colors when he closed his eyes once again.HetaCaliga Part I4 years ago in Romance More Like This
What the hell happened?
His memory was hazy. He felt as if someone had hit him over the head with a huge steel bat. He shook his head slightly and opened his eyes again, slowly. His vision was hazy at first, but it gradually grew clearer with each passing second. The first thing he saw were the bright colors of a rose window.
The huge window glittered majestically against the stone wall as the sunlight filtered through it, the light disorienting and intriguing all at once. Germany's eyes widened as he immediately sat up. With shock, he realized that he was surrounded by thick maroon blankets and white sheets. His eyes wandered around the scene.
The room had had ancient looking stone walls that arched high up form a massive domed ceiling.
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"Oh no! Hikaru! you wasted my last life!!" Kaoru said
"Well now it's my turn!" Hikaru said as he jumped over the back of the couch and took the controller from Kaoru.
"dang it i was enjoying that..." Kaoru thought to himself as he looked up at the screen waiting for Hikaru to start playing.
Hikaru started playing, not earning as many ponts as kaoru but knew that he would make it further into the game, seeing as how he made Kaoru loose a couple lifes.
Kaoru Decided it was his time for payback. Kaoru slowly leaned in and lightly kissed Hikaru's neck.
"K-Kaoru! w-what are you doing!?" Hikaru lost focus and died.
"Remember, there's no rule's about it~" Kaoru said still kissing down Hikarus neck
Hikaru started to blush while he was trying to focus of the game. Kaoru kissesd down Hikaru's neck lightly, running his lips down Hikaru's neck occasionally and unbuttoning hikarus shirt.
Hikaru had give up on the game
Silent VigilSilent Vigil5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bright, never-tiring eyes watch this world
As silently and patiently as stars
Making their endless rounds above us.
BandagesBro Strider stood frozen in surprise as he watched Dave run back into the building, clutching his bloody side and slamming the door behind him. He looked down at his sword where it had lodged in the cement from the last swing, and noticed a thin strip of red on the edge. Shit. He hadn't meant to do that. He yanked it out and wiped the blood off on his shirt as he ran to the roof exit.Bandages4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Bro was a master of swordplay and controlling the blade, but that didn't change the fact of the matter: if you swing a sharp object enough at someone, you'd eventually hit them. This wasn't the first time this had happened, of course. Bro gave Dave little cuts and bruises all the time, and Dave even managed to lay some on him. They usually didn't draw this much blood, though, and judging by Dave's reaction this one must've hurt like a bitch. It was enough to generate some serious concern for his little bro.
He ran into the puppet-strewn living room of the apartment and looked around. No sign of Dave, he m