((A/N: …and here I am with Princess Tutu drabble! XD Mwahaha! I shall write ridiculous amounts of drabble for pointless reasons!
…well, it could have something to do with the very threatening plot bunnies, but what can you do? XD
-Muse-chan out!))
Trust Me…?
Some days Fakir was more thoughtful than others.
If you didn't know him well, it was hard to tell.
She wouldn't say she knew him well… but she would say that she paid enough attention to him to notice these little things.
He always had some way of surprising her. It was hard to say if she would ever know every detail of him.
Today Fakir was thoughtful.
Should she talk to him? He'd probably snap at her or pretend that what he was thinking about wasn't important.
He didn't trust her completely.
But oddly enough she knew she trusted him.
"Fakir?"
Fakir blinked and snapped out of his thoughts, turning to look at the short duck girl.
"What?"
Ahiru paused, her question at the tip of her tongue.
…and she shook her head, still smiling.
"Nothing!"
Fakir rolled his eyes and grumbled about her wasting his time.
Ahiru just smiled lightly.
Someday she'd gain his trust.
((Ending Notes: XD Random Fakiru :3 popped in my mind and I wrote it out. Hope ya'll enjoyed!!
-Muse-chan sleepy but awake.))