A/N: I just watched Spirited Away and thought it was one of the BEST Anime Movies EVER! So I decided to do a Fan Fiction on it. R&R please!

Disclaimer: Nope! It goes to Studio Ghilbli.

One year.

One year passed since Chihiro discovered the Spirit World, since she made friends with Spirits of all sorts.

One year passed since she had last seen Kohaku, or Haku as she liked to call him. She still remembered his promise:

"Will we see each other again?" Chihiro asked Haku.

He gazed in her eyes, "Yes, soon, I promise…"

And so it was a year since she had heard his voice last, a distant memory in the imagination. Although Chihiro was certain that it wasn't her imagination, she was positive it was real.

She would have to force it to be real anyway, give or take her new school and the people within it who would call her names and tease her of the stories she told of the Spirit World and her friends in it. They accused her of being mental or being delusional, and none of the girls that were in Chihiro's grade or class would come near her and be her friend because of the lies the heard - Chihiro resembled the lies that floated around the school were like Evil Spirits that flew aimlessly around causing chaos.

So Chihiro would sit down at a table each day with a bunch of nice looking girls each day and smile. The schoolgirls, however, shrank away upon looking at Chihiro, as if she was an infected dog; and would pick up their lunch bags and leave. It went on like that for the first half of the school year, until poor Chihiro got the hint and gave up trying to make friends and stuck to sitting on the ground as far away as possible from everyone as could be.

"Hey, Spirit Head!" a menacingly gruff voice asked while Chihiro was eating her sandwich on a patch of grass.

She didn't respond but kept staring at the daisy she was inspecting. When the boy called again, slightly more annoyed, she remained the same: Eating her sandwich and continue staring at the white clothed daisy.

"Hey, Spirit Head, didn't I tell you a few days ago that you should answer me whenever I call?" the voice was close now. Too close, Chihiro thought, but she looked up as to avoid trouble.

A boy about eleven with dark, raven black hair that was cut short at his ears stood in front of her. He was a good deal taller than her, half-a-foot. He wore jeans and a new black t-shirt that had Chihiro's face on it inside a crossed-out circle. His eyes were as black as his hair, and where his lips were, he wore a scowl.

Chihiro wasn't afraid of him compared to what she had seen in the Spirit World. So she spoke coolly, "What is it Arashi?" she thought his name resembled him well, as it meant Storm.

"I told you, Spirit Head that you were supposed to answer me when I call!" Arashi's voice was angry.

"I remember nothing."

"Well now you know!"

Chihiro just smiled. "I answer to no one, Arashi. You should know that by now."

"Get up, stupid girl - now."

"No. And if I'm so stupid, than why am I not a bully like you?" Bad mistake, Chihiro thought.

Arashi's face turned red and he looked like he was about to blow over in anger. His hands clenched into fists and his eyes darkened, if that was even possible. "You know what you are?" he started. "You're nothing but a delusional girl that's eleven. Nothing but disgrace to your family, did you know that, retard?"

Unperturbed by his anger the eleven year old girl kept smiling and said, "No I don't. But would you be a disgrace when you saved your parents from becoming pigs for slaughter?"

A shoe flew out of nowhere and hit Chihiro in the face, and when Chihiro recovered a bunch of Arashi's cronies were standing right behind him. All of them laughed at her while blood dripped down from her nose while her eyes looked ready to cry.

"Hey Crybaby, next time don't mess with Arashi – you hear?" A slender girl with big brown eyes and black hair sang, standing on the grass missing a shoe.

"I would neber dream ob messing wit Arashi, bu' he started it." Chihiro explained holding her head back and pinching her nose to stop the bleeding.

The girl, Kim, raced to where Arashi was laughing so hard he was crying. "Did she hurt you, Arashi?" she asked in a voice of coddling. When Arashi nodded, she asked, "What did she do this time?"

Arashi pointed a finger for all to see at Chihiro and spoke loud enough for the group standing behind him, "She told me I was stupid, and retarded. She called me Spirit Head, too! And she hit me, Kim, she hit me! Then, she called me a bully, of all the possible things!"

"Would you want me to talk to her?" Arashi nodded at the question.

When Kim walked briskly to where Chihiro was sitting – with her nose still pinched and to the sky – Chihiro sensed trouble. She quickly got up and ran among the grass and daisies and the occasional dirt patches, with Kim right at her heels all the way.

Another shoe hit Chihiro in the back, hard; and she fell. Footsteps were heard drawing closer to where she lay, and she closed her eyes. The footsteps stopped after a few seconds and a hiss was heard in Chihiro's ear saying, "Chihiro Ogino, you are not to mess with poor Arashi, understood? If I see you near him one more time, you won't live to see the next day. And if you even dare talk back at me or Arashi, then consequences will follow. So from now on, don't give any of us grief, but obey and answer to him, got that?"

Kim was expecting a nod, but none came. The only reply was, "I've told Arashi many times before, I answer to no one other than my parents, the schoolmaster, and the Spirits that are my friends."

Kim yanked on Chihiro's brown hair causing her to scream, and retrieved a purple hair tie that shined. "Oh look here, what is this? A fancy hair-tie, oh thoughtful for you to give it to me!" she said sounding fake as she released the hair that she was holding. She replaced her hold with a foot pressed heavily on Chihiro's back.

Chihiro pounded the ground with her fists, as if in tantrum. "GIVE IT BACK!" she screamed. "IT'S MINE! GRANNY GAVE IT TO ME! GIVE IT BACK!"

"No, I think I'll keep it."

"GIVE IT BACK! IT HAS NO USE TO YOU! YOU'LL JUST DREAM OF SPIRITS! GIVE IT BACK!" The foot left her back and she heard Kim walking away, but Chihiro didn't care. So she just laid there crying at her loss.