Karasu
Summary: A forgotten story and the quest for the hidden pages on familiar grounds with familiar faces, his and her encounter in a different light and a missing Ahiru.
Prologue
The yellow duck kicked her webbed feet back and fort as she swam to the edge of the lake, where she would wait. Around this time of day she would always wait until a certain black haired writer would come and write his stories. She laid on the grass, her feathers sprayed over the soft earth. She looked up the sky, gazing at the clouds amusing herself by guessing what shape they resemble.
Then without even having a moment to register it in her mind a bright flash of light came into her view, then silence. Another moment and footsteps hurriedly prodded along the grass.
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A quill, an ink jar, and several pieces of paper disappeared from the table and shelf, and then a bang from the door was loudly heard.
"Hello, Fakir" a white haired boy greeted.
The writers head turned and was surprised to see the couple "Mytho? Rue?"
"Yes, it's us," Rue replied.
"I don't understand. What are you doing here?"
"You're going to see Ahiru, right? It's been a while so Mytho and I wanted to see how you were doing?"
"I see."
"Let's go Fakir. Rue and I am not familiar with the way to the lake, sorry."
The three of them walked heading to where Ahiru was, the lake was quiet and calm; it disturbed Fakir, there was no loud and noisy quacking and even if she was sleeping it was just too quiet. His train of thought was interrupted by Rue's question "Where's Ahiru?"
"I don't know, maybe she's sleeping somewhere. I guess you can't see her today"
"That's too bad, we'll just have to come back then."
"That's too bad, but I guess it can't be helped, we'll see you then Fakir"
The two of them started back, leaving Fakir to his thoughts.
Note: That's it. ...I haven't written in a long time so a few reviews will help. Let out your critic side...
Anyways ideas and suggestions are very very very very appreciated...