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I'm just whipping these out, lately!
Title: Void
Characters/Pairings: Chihiro (Chihiro/Haku hintage) [Spirited Away]
Rating: PG
Notes: Well, I sure hope no one’s done this idea before! I always, always, always wanted to know why Haku didn’t want Chihiro to look back - I think this is probably a common portrayal of why. Late at night creation, here. Crossing my fingers that I didn't fall asleep somewhere in it!
Don’t look back.
Keeping her eyes intently on the blades passing underneath each foot step, Chihiro concluded that he said that so she would.
And if she did? Would she find him waiting for her? Would she not be allowed to leave? Or would something wonderful happen? There were so many possibilities, and it was just so tempting.
Fighting off her turning head, she brought her eyes once again to the grass.
Don’t look back.
He told her not to for a reason. He told her not to for a reason. He told her not to for a reason.
He told her not to because he wanted her to.
Seeing her parents up ahead, her thick skull went to look behind her again, before snapping quickly in front of herself.
Don’t look back.
Maybe it was just a superstitious thing with Haku. He probably just thought that if she looked back to her past, they’d never meet in the future. While it made her young heart flutter, she inwardly scolded the boy for being so foolish. But that must have been what he meant. Must have.
Only moments away from her parents, their voices drowned out of her ears as Chihiro’s chin touched her shoulder.
Just rolling grass. No Haku, no Yubaba or spirit world coming back to consume her. It really must have been only his superstition.
Don’t look back.
She shivered.
And walking through the tunnel, her mind fogged up and all she knew was the sound of her feet and the feel of her mother’s pant leg as she clung to it. Her thought was frozen in that moment.
As the light flooded around her and she lightly acknowledged her father‘s angry voice in the background, she thought bitterly about her situation. Here, she had just wasted an hour to find absolutely nothing in this abandoned amusement park, and now she was to go home and start this new life her parents raved about. Today was horrible.
Seating herself in the car, she felt a little strange, but brushed it off. Her father started up the automobile, and began to set out of this trap he had set them in. Catching a strange flash of white and blue out the window, her brain folded inside itself as a voice, not her own, flushed through her head.
Don’t look back.
Title: Void
Characters/Pairings: Chihiro (Chihiro/Haku hintage) [Spirited Away]
Rating: PG
Notes: Well, I sure hope no one’s done this idea before! I always, always, always wanted to know why Haku didn’t want Chihiro to look back - I think this is probably a common portrayal of why. Late at night creation, here. Crossing my fingers that I didn't fall asleep somewhere in it!
Don’t look back.
Keeping her eyes intently on the blades passing underneath each foot step, Chihiro concluded that he said that so she would.
And if she did? Would she find him waiting for her? Would she not be allowed to leave? Or would something wonderful happen? There were so many possibilities, and it was just so tempting.
Fighting off her turning head, she brought her eyes once again to the grass.
Don’t look back.
He told her not to for a reason. He told her not to for a reason. He told her not to for a reason.
He told her not to because he wanted her to.
Seeing her parents up ahead, her thick skull went to look behind her again, before snapping quickly in front of herself.
Don’t look back.
Maybe it was just a superstitious thing with Haku. He probably just thought that if she looked back to her past, they’d never meet in the future. While it made her young heart flutter, she inwardly scolded the boy for being so foolish. But that must have been what he meant. Must have.
Only moments away from her parents, their voices drowned out of her ears as Chihiro’s chin touched her shoulder.
Just rolling grass. No Haku, no Yubaba or spirit world coming back to consume her. It really must have been only his superstition.
Don’t look back.
She shivered.
And walking through the tunnel, her mind fogged up and all she knew was the sound of her feet and the feel of her mother’s pant leg as she clung to it. Her thought was frozen in that moment.
As the light flooded around her and she lightly acknowledged her father‘s angry voice in the background, she thought bitterly about her situation. Here, she had just wasted an hour to find absolutely nothing in this abandoned amusement park, and now she was to go home and start this new life her parents raved about. Today was horrible.
Seating herself in the car, she felt a little strange, but brushed it off. Her father started up the automobile, and began to set out of this trap he had set them in. Catching a strange flash of white and blue out the window, her brain folded inside itself as a voice, not her own, flushed through her head.
Don’t look back.