I do not own Spirited Away

I do not own Spirited Away! It belongs to the genius artist and director Hayao Miyazaki!!

This is my first fanfic, so please don't hate me if you don't like it! I will try to update at least once a week hopefully twice!! D

Part 2 will be added tomorrow!! ) or Sunday!!

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Rpalaniy, flower391169, Ruize (I tried to get is up ASAP for you!!), MadokaKotone, German Mickey, Katie B 17

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Chapter 2: Chihiro's Tragedy

It was late at night Chihiro thought as she looked out the window and lazy tuned out what her parents were talking about. The waiter had taken to long to bring the check and she still had school work to do before she could go to sleep. The lights of the other cars flashed by as she rested her head on the window of the car. It was to cold but the mini rivers that the rain droplets created on the glass hypnotized her as she slowly brought her forehead against the glass peering outside. The lights from the cars outside the window lulled her into a light sleep.

She was brought out of her sleep immediately as she heard two things at the same time her mother shriek and a disgusting crunching sound coming from the back of the car. She felt sharp needles piercing her neck and head from behind. She turned around quickly to see the bright lights of a truck reflecting into her car pushing theirs off the bridge. Her breath caught in her throat. This could not be happening, everything happened so slow, this must be a dream right? She looked out the window as her head snapped back from the impact of the car hitting the river below and the front window of the car shattered with the impact. She sat there for a second in shock. This isn't happening. This isn't happening. This isn't happening. I'm going to die! Her hand shot out and undid her buckle on her seat as she quickly began to think of a way to escape. Her mother appeared to be sleeping and he father's head was bleeding and resting on the driving wheel, be there wasn't enough time to think of what was happening.

She scrambled with her shaking hands to open the car door. But it wouldn't budge. She looked around the car tears obscuring her vision. So she would die here with her parents, drowning in her own car. She closed her eyes waiting for her death, and a vision began to form in her head, the boy of her childhood, her friend and only love. "HAKU!" She screamed out, his name bursting from her lips, she was scared. Haku. Haku. Haku. She thought his name bursting into her head, she would never get to see him again, how she had missed him. Now she never again would see him. Why am I alive? If I'm going to drown then where is the water? She looked around herself there was no water…What was this? For the first time she looked around the interior of the car. All the windows had white vein tendrils that should have given in long ago. There was no front window in the car and the whole back window was knocked out as well, some of it seemed to be imbedded inside of her head and neck. But no water was entering the car. It seemed like time had paused and then she heard a voice call her:

"Sen. Do not fear me Sen. Come child I will protect you." The voice was deep and strong a voice that reawakened memories, and Chihiro listened to it. Slowly she climbed out of the back of the car, ignoring the pain in her hands from the glass cutting into her palms and propelled her body into the swirling river. She expected to drown the second that action was committed because just then the small rational part of her brain which had stopped working the moment the back of her parents car was hit had begun to work again. What am I doing!! I'm going to drown, what was I thinking! Are mom and dad really dead! What just happened? Who was that voice? But the river did not smash her body with its current. Chihiro got the pleasant feeling for the second time in her life that someone was carrying her to safety, the water did not enter her lungs and she found that somehow she didn't need to breathe. She was being pulled up away from the sinking car, towards the surface. The last image she saw before everything went black was an old wooden mask with its bushy white eyebrows curved down in sorrow, the water seemed lighter and more condensed around it giving it a disturbingly familiar serpentine shape before everything went black.

Drip. Drip. Drip. Beep. Beep. Beep. These sounds were beginning to disturb Chihiro, she wanted to sleep more but that noise was disturbing her sleep. She had the worst dream possible last night, that she had gotten hit by a truck from behind and been pushed off a bridge. The lights were to bright, and the walls were to white, Chihiro thought as she opened her eyes slowly. This was not her bedroom Chihiro realized in shock, she turned her head curiously to see where in the world she was. She heard paper by her head crinkle and realized that something was attached to her nostrils. She heard the beeping in the room increase as realization of where she was began to sink into her head. I'm in a hospital. I'm alive. Where is mom and dad?

Foot steps were rapidly approaching, she could hear them, it was to slow, she wanted them to come faster. The door knob turned slowly to reveal a nurse dressed in a pale green uniform, with a practiced sad look on her face. With that one glance Chihiro didn't even need to ask the question, she felt tears fill her eyes obscuring her vision. Her parents were, dead. She just wanted to sleep and have everything go black like it did in the movies, but it was much worse. She closed her eyes and pictures bubbled up behind her eyelids of her mother and father at diner, at their family picnics, singing, dancing driving together…eventually she did fall asleep but every second where she lay awake silently crying was torture.

6 months later

Chihiro looked out of her bedroom window, wondering what her birthday would have been like if her parents were still around. It had been six months since the accident and she moved in with her father's youngest brother who was usually out at the office until late at night. He did however call her to wish her a happy birthday that for some strange reason made her miss her family even more. The silence in the house was to quiet, she couldn't stand it. Leaving a note on the door:

Going out for a while to see some friends, I'll be back before 12.

-Chihiro

She stepped out the door and made her way to the bus stop. As she walked down she thought about a lot of things. Most of her time she would catch herself spacing out, thinking of about anything, from her family or what her life had become, but mostly she thought of what life would have been like if she never left the Spirit World. The more she thought about the Spirit World however, the more she seemed to forget it.

Even if the Spirit World was some kind of strangely real illusion she welcomed the idea happily into her mind. There she was at peace with her love, Haku. She remembered his voice, his eyes, his face, his smell. She remembered him and missed him so much that it hurt. She missed her friends that she made there, much better then the ones she had here in the human world, so superficial and boring. She had nothing here, no one understood her and she did not feel interested in understanding anyone either.

For the last six months school had been going better then well for Chihiro, she had a 4.0 GPA, since she did not socialize as a regular teenage should have. Even though offers of friendship came up from different groups of people, after being continually rejected the offers eventually stopped flowing. Boys were more then overly eager to offer their friendship, or something more to her, but she also shot down those requests. Before the accident she had been quite popular in her school, mostly because of her appearance. Her shiny dark brown hair reached past her shoulders and framed her divine face perfectly. Her fair skin and expressive brown eyes seemed to draw anyone's gaze deep into them. Her body had developed more then innocent curves over the last year and a half and her hourglass figure had even the older class mates turning their heads. But even though her looks were beyond compare, she was still a quite, shy girl…mostly going with the flow of things with her more then boisterous "friends."

Since the day of the accident though everything in her life changed, Chihiro though for the better, it was just simpler if she kept to the basics: Eating. Sleeping. Studying. And occasionally visiting the Kohaku River, for assurance. That she wasn't crazy. She hoped that things would get back to normal eventually, but for now it was easier to deal with things if they were simple, no surprises. Lost in her train of though she almost missed the bus to get off at the bottom of a large residential hill. Hopping off she jogged to the sidewalk and pulled her jacket tighter to protect herself from the chilly fall breeze. As the winding road that lead to the top of the hill turned to dirt, the houses began to be spaced farther apart until there was none. The trees were large and overgrown, and the road was bumpy and full of potholes. The lack of light made the path look foreboding and sinister, but Chihiro felt a slight jump in her heart when she saw the path, it led to the Kohaku river.

I rushed this one out...there is a part two, to go along with it...but here is what I have so far )

Bear with me!! There is only about 2 more introduction chapters before it gets interesting!! This is my first fanfic so please no flames!!