CHIHIRO:

Tossing and turning in the middle of the night instead of sleeping wasn't new to me. It happens every night. My parents have grown very concerned about me. Ever since I returned from the Spirit World, I haven't been the same. I'm not the same person I once was. Something - a part of me - was missing, probably lost back in the Spirit World with Haku. Haku. The promise. I remember it very clearly, because that is what keeps me up at night.

"Will we ever meet again?"

"I'm sure of it."

"Promise?"

"I promise. Now, don't look back until you're at the end of the tunnel."

Every time I close my eyes, I see the tunnel, that cursed tunnel. It's funny that at just 10 years old, I fell in love. Not the temporary kind, but true love. And after all these years, I still feel it. It never left, and perhaps it never will. I longed to return to the Spirit World. Return to Yubaba, Lin, Kamaji, and No Face. Most of all, return to my Haku.

HAKU:

It's been 10 years since I was released from Yubaba's control, and I still felt trapped. In reality, I was as free as my dragon form, but inside, I couldn't fly away like I so desperately wanted. Something was holding me back. The wind in the field blew softly as I took a deep breath, and a familiar smell caught my attention. It was disguarded to the other spirits, but to me, it brought back memories. It was that of a human. One hasn't been here in a decade, and yet her scent still sticks around. Chihiro. Oh, how I missed her. Every time I closed my eyes, I pictured her fragile ten-year-old figure, then what I thought that she'd look like now. Still so beautiful and perfect. I opened my eyes to see the entrance building, and at its base was the tunnel. That damn tunnel. Deep down, I didn't really want to let Chihiro go, but she had to get back to her parents, and I didn't want to be in the way of that. Every day since she left, I come to this field and just stare at the tunnel, longing for my Chihiro to come back to me.