Hurray for the totally unnecessary shirtlessness!. RL. And The Five Doctors. And woot! Drabble Openings. : comments.
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Skin on Skin
Spirited Away – Haku/Chihiro – Endless Depth - Transparent
Chihiro runs down the street, trips with the weed growing on the walkside and only manages to regain her equilibrium seconds away from meeting the ground with her face. She keeps on running, cares not about the sandal that she leaves behind as she stares ahead.
Haku is looking at her from the end of the street, looking out of place with her traditional clothes in the middle of a crowded street. She runs and runs and she thinks her lungs may explode, but she hasn’t seen Haku in four years and the uncertainty is almost killing her.
She wants to jump and hold him, wants to feel his cool skin under her fingertips, the water like quality she always felt beneath his skin. And yet – yet she slows just before she can touch him, filled with fear that it’ll be just like last time, that she’ll become transparent and endlessly hallow and she’ll go right through him, the dream of him, and –
And then she is touching him, and her hand fits within his just in the same way as before.
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They are reunited and... *flail* The mention of weed and sandal added texture to the story. And the last line! Eeek~!
BTW, it's his traditional clothes right?
I enjoy reading this very much. Thank you~!
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Wee, I'm so glad you liked it! It's actually my first time writing Spirited Away fic, but it was all kinds of fun. Thanks!
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Yup, beautiful piece.
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of no returnwhere I just can't write anything else than present tense XDThanks so much!