Okay for this story I don't plan on bending and removing entire sections if others like it.
This is a modern day Gold Crwn. They are no longer Amish. Fakir and Mytho and 17. Duck is 16 and a year older than Rue for no reason. Rue is 15.
Dissclaimer: I sadly don't own Princess Tutu. If I did Fakir wouldv'e made her human again.
Duck finishes her lengthy dance with a pirouette and looks to her teacher. "Look, you're a great person, but your dancing isn't getting better. Duck you have to look for something else," The teacher says sadly. She loved Duck like a little sister, but she had to be honest. Duck was the worst dancer she has ever laid eyes upon. That was mainly because Duck never tried that hard.
"Arisa if I don't get better you'll have to leave!" Duck cries. Tears begin to form in her blue eyes. She didn't want her to go. Arisa was the only one who understood her. Even if Duck only saw her for two hours a day.
"Your... parents can't force you to do this. You don't have to be like your little sister," Arisa whispers. Her adoptive parents, Miss Edel and Herr Drosselmeyer were so hard on her. Rue was so perfect and Duck was well the opposite it wasn't that hard to see. The klutz could be spotted from a mile away.
"But, I want to be like Rue. Arisa, you understand right?" Duck whines. Arisa hold back tears and nods. She understood perfectly. Being adopted was hard. It wasn't as bad for Duck as it was for her. Arisa watched her parents fight for her. They shoved Arisa into the lake water as they fought with a man. She watched the lifeless bodies hit the cold dark water.
"Oh no! I have to talk with your parents and still make it to my final student of the day!" She exclaims and runs out of the practice room. Telling Duck to practice isn't necessary anymore. Arisa dashes into the room the parents were sitting in. "Okay we have some import things to discuss. By discuss I mean tell you. You have no say in the matter. I will only work on ballet with Duck for a week and a half. The next week we will find something she's good at free of charge," Arisa tells them. She's serious like the businesswoman her adoptive parents wished she would have become.
Herr stares at her like she's crazy. "Who do you think you are! This is our daughters future!" He barks. Jade gives him a bizarre look. Rue was their daughter. Duck was just a girl they found. They took her in, but they didn't care about her.
"Tell me sir, do you care about her? I know Edel does with all her heart. You're a different story aren't you," Arisa asks. Unknown to all Duck was hiding out in the hall with the door cracked open slightly. 'Finally, the moment of truth. Arisa will know they care. He'll care just like Miss Edel. I hope.' Duck believes. The poor girls heart was wavering if he said 'No' she'd just fall to pieces.
He moans as Arisa looks to him for the answer, "No, I don't care. Anything could happen to her and I still wouldn't care," He mumbles. It had just barely made it to Arisa''s ears, but Duck could not hear the faint sound of his quiet voice.
"How could you say that? Herr, She's our daughter!" Edel sobs, "How could you? Just be glad she's not here! How could you say after all these years you don't care? How?" Tears stream down her face causing her makeup to run. She catches sight of Duck in the door frame. "Duck! Come back!" Edel yells as the small girl takes off down the hall, "See what saying that has done! She's gone!" Edel screeches. She slaps Herr across his face and runs out of the room after her daughter. Herr sits holding his head over his knee's ashamed of what he did. He forgot how attached Edel was to Duck. He should have seen this coming.
"She must have went to stay with one of her friends. Their names are... um... Pike and Lillie. I'll check after my next class is over. Bye Edel. I'm so sorry!" She informs Edel as she exits the estate.
Arisa checks the watch on her wrist. "What? I can't be twenty minutes late!" She yelps. She gets in her cars and speeds to her home for her final lesson of the day. She slips into the house trying not to disturb her boyfriend Karon. He catches sight of her as she began to climb the stair case to Fakir's room.
"Did those snobs need to talk with you again?" Karon questions. She had grown less surprised over the past year as he had insulted them. Karon was such a kind person it came off as a shock. Although she was overworked and always argued with the parents she never wanted to resign.
"Yes, this time Duck overheard and ran away," She responds, "Is Fakir already up there?" She whispers. Karon nods and she heads up the stairs quietly. She knocks and comes in. "Sorry I'm late Fakir. My last student ran away and her parents had some issues to take care of with me," She informs. She goes over to his writing desk. "Fakir I need to see the progress of the story," She says. He was rather rude to her more than anyone. "Fakir!" She yells. Then, she herd the faint scribbling of a pen on paper. 'I guess it'll have to wait till after dinner.' Arisa assumed. She slipped out the door, but it didn't matter if she slammed the door he wouldn't notice. She looked in the refrigerator for something to cook for dinner. "Are Raetsel and Hans still coming over for dinner?" She asks.
"Yes, there coming over. Don't you have to check on that girl?" He answered. Arisa had forgotten her promise. She quickly tells Karon how to prepare the ingredients. "So, Raetsel will help me if you don't make it back fast enough?" He asked before she took off with a nod. How could she forget Duck so easily. Luckily, Pike and Lillie didn't live far away. Arisa knocks on the door and the pink haired girl came out first. Arisa believed this one was Pike. A blonde with two pigtails sequels. Arisa just wants to run from this mad house and return to the house, but she hears what sounds like Ducks voice. "Is Duck here?" Arisa finally got the courage to speak up. Pike nods and steps aside to let her in. The salmon hair girl sits in a bedroom that seems to be set up like a party. 'What is this they're throwing Duck a party! What? Poor Duck having a party for running away!' Arisa closes her eyes and tries to ignore the feeling in the house. These sister were weird and that was that. "Duck, you're going to go home eventually. you know that right?" Duck nods, "Your mother loves you and she wants you back Duck. Please don't make her cry anymore," She tells Duck.
Arisa sighs she knew she couldn't break through to Duck. She turns to leave and Duck grabs her arm. "Arisa, don't go!" Duck sobs letting the tears flow down on her face. Shock was written on Arisa's pale face. "Can you at least take me away from here?" She begs. Arisa sighs once again, but takes Duck with her. She'd just have to make Duck something else to eat and put her in a different room. Her plan wouldn't work out if Raetsel and Hans had not already reached the house.
They reach the blue green convertible and Duck stares. "It's all I can afford with my salary," Arisa's sweet voices fill the awkward silence. Duck looks if it was possible more confused. How could she not have a better car like her family. "I pay for someone to have tutors come. Karon's adoptive son Fakir doesn't go to the public school too many... fan girls. He used to have a fan girl union the FFU. Karon is my boyfriend and his son is one of my students. Fakir studies writing unlike you," Arisa informs her, "You'll be able to hide out in my room until our company leaves. Or unless they agree to have you sit at the table. Don't use Drosselmeyer as your last name they'll kill you," Duck looks at her with a shocked expresion, "Seriously, both our families have issues with each other. Herr is your uncle so you have their blood. Go by Ahiru Arima while at the house. Your uncle is a very bad man. The Arima family cut themselves off from the family completely no contact and became there own family for over forty generations. So, this feud has been going on for a very long time dear. I'll explain later tonight," Explains Arisa. Duck will need serious background information. To Arisa's surprise the guests had not arrived, but Fakir was out of his room. She sighs it was to be expected it's not like he could stay up there all night. "Karon we need to talk!" She calls to him. He walks in nervously to talk to her. "Look, I know Raetsel and Hans are staying over until they can find a house and this will be the first day here, but I have another guest over. This is Ahiru, she needs a place to stay just for the night," she tells him. She already knew he'd agree to let Duck stay.
"Well, I guess she can stay for the night," Karon agreed. He thought she got in trouble with the neighbors or something like she usually did. Arisa kisses him on the cheek and checks to see how the dinner started to come along. Duck starts to talk with Karon about Arisa as she leaves the room. Arisa looks at the food Karon prepared when she left she had forty-five minutes to cook the meal. She flips through her cook book looking for the chicken fettuccini alfredo recipe.
She'd been cooking for ten minutes before a shy voice comes from behind startling her, "Do you need any help?" Duck asks.
"Sure, can you put the pasta on the stove?" Arisa responds smiling. Duck reminded her of herself when she was younger. "Was it hard growing up under Herr Drosselmeyer's care before Rue and Edel moved in?" Arisa wonders out loud. Arisa was extremely lucky to be the daughter of the head of the Scarlet family. She was nine when they were attacked. It was although it happened yesterday. Well, until she met Karon that changed things.
"Yes, until he married Edel life was a living hell. Ten years of my life were unspeakable pain. Now I know you so that's okay!" Duck was the only one who could brighten that. Unknown to the females in the house Fakir had heard them talking about Mr. Drosselmeyer.
"Duck, do you want to know your real name?" Duck nods excitedly, "Ahiru Arima, but everyone called you Duck Arima. Ahiru means Duck," Arisa explains. Duck didn't need to know the rest. It would haunt her to be in the house unless she could trust everyone. Soon they switched to some random girl talk. "Done! Great job Duck!" she exclaims. They had finished just in time as she hears the guests approach the door. "Fakir! Karon! Our guests are here!" She says in a sing song voice. Fakir puts down his book to greet Raetsel and Hans. Karon retreats from his work space abandoning the weapons he was repairing.
"Hello, Thanks for having us over," Raetsel greets them with a warm smile. Her eyes catch the salmon haired girl walking along side Arisa. "Hello. My name is Raetsel," She says introducing herself. She then points to her husband, "And this is my husband Hans. It is very nice meet you. What's your name?" Duck smiled at Raetsel.
"My name is Ahiru Arima, but you can call me duck," Duck introduces herself.
"She's a friend who has abusive parents so until her normal friends get back tomorrow she's staying here," Arisa informs Raetsel. Arisa then drags Duck off to a corner. "Try to introduce yourself to Fakir. He can come across as a real jerk, but deep deep deep deeeeeeeeep down he's a nice person," Arisa whispers, "Don't let him get to you," She encourages her. Then, she shoves Duck right in front of Fakir. 'Wow! She's light she literally slid half way across the room. How awkward is that?' Arisa discovers. Duck turns her head and glares.
"Watch it idiot," Fakir scolds before going to talk to Raetsel. 'Jerk is to small of a word to describe him!' Duck thinks. She wishes they were anywhere else just so she could tell him he's a jerk. He sees Arisa setting up the table for dinner. "Why did you invite that idiot here?" Fakir questions while acting like he was willing to help.
"I can't explain until Karon, Raetsel and Hans are asleep. When everyone is up for the meet me in the study," She commands under her breath so only he could hear. "Thanks for helping me set up. Dinners ready!" She perks up.
The dinner was expected to be long and dull. Arisa stares at the table deep in thought. Raetsel feels awkward as everyone sits in silence. "Arisa, now that you lost those horrible Drosselmeyer's as one of your clients what will you do?" Raetsel questions. The only one taken back by Raetsel being impolite was Duck. Duck had begun to realize it would be strange staying with these people.
"One of my friends sold me a building to turn into a school," Arisa eagerly answers. "I'll have a few rooms. Those long years of collage will finally be worth it. I'll have a normal school day. I have some people who want to work as teachers and I can have at least twenty kids to start. Fakir will attend for free. The rest will be paying," Arisa explains. This was truly her dream job to own a school.
"And why would I be attending?" Fakir asks. Sometimes Arisa could swear it was just to be annoying most of the time. It was rather obvious.
Arisa sighs, "It's just better this way. You know what's happening let's not drag our guests into this right now," Arisa suggests. Drosselmeyer would be out to get her. Then, she twisted her ankle a few weeks back running from some of Drosselmeyer's assassins. She'd never make it through the next year at this rate. Duck looks at her with sympathetic eyes. Duck saw the men gathered in the room. She watched as they got the order to kill Arisa. Duck was surprised at how Arisa always held back tears. She knew only because they talked about depressing things from the past.
"That's still happening to you. Why did you have to be a Scarlet?"Hans asks. It was quite unlike him to be angered by anything. Everyone Duck meet today feels sympathy for Arisa coming from the Scarlet family.
"Let's switch topics," Duck says. Arisa had told Duck something life altering while cooking. Everyone stares except for Arisa.
"What's wrong Duck?" Raetsel asks.
"He killed my parents for defining him. They used to work for him and they tried to quit," She lied. Though the story could have happened those who wanted to quit were never heard from again. The rest of dinner was quiet due to the reveling of her past. Arisa watched them die in a fire set by Herr himself. Arisa finally decided to clean the dishes and collected the plates from the table. Duck goes into the living room and sit on a couch. Her thoughts move to Fakir because he was one of the only guys she knows. 'Maybe Arisa was right. I think I'll give Fakir a chance. He can't be all bad I just have to get to know him!' He thoughts would have been continued if she didn't see Fakir standing in front of her. She looks up to him and sees a pained look on his face. "Fakir, are you okay?" She asks.
He wants to roll his eyes, but instead sits on the opposite end of the sofa. "I'm fine Duck," He answers. After this he was going to need therapy. 'Why is Arisa making me do this?' He wonders. "I'd like to apologize for being rude earlier," He says before bolting up and speeding to his room. Duck cocks her head as he runs. 'This is the last time I agree to meet with Arisa while we have company. Why would she make me apologize to that idiot Duck?' He wondered.
Duck follows Arisa upstairs to their room. A minute ago Arisa left her some Pjs on her bed. Duck sat patiently on the bed after she changes into the white silk nightgown. Arisa walks in and sits next to Duck. "Arisa, Fakir apologized to me!" Duck blurts out. Arisa's eyes widen she didn't expect him to go through with it.
"Really?" Was all Arisa could say. Fakir's room was next door and he could hear the loud salmon haired girl through the wall.
"You bet! It surprised me. I thought he hated me,"Duck responds.
"Don't judge people. As Edel would say: Not everything is visible on the surface. Sometimes you have to dig deep to find what you're looking for. I'm not letting you go back home. Were finding you a new home," She tells her. Edel gave her a bunch of pieces of advice knowing this may happen.
"Arisa," Duck whispers for once, "Fakir's kind of cute."
"What? Do you kn-... Never mind you can make your own choices," Her and Duck lean up against the wall the bed was against. It was the one connected to Fakir's room and Arisa knew it. She also knew he was awake and listening. "So, what do you like about him?" Arisa's Asks with a smile.
"Well I like his emerald eyes, the green tint in his hair, how he's mean to me, and how he was nice to me today," She answers with a blush upon her face. Fakir jumps from his chair from the surprise. Duck didn't have to mean him and he continued listening. "You won't tell Fakir will you?" She asks trying to whisper. Arisa could see she is filled with anxiety.
"My lips are sealed. Fakir will never know what you think of him," Arisa says calming her. A smile forms on her pink lips, "I'll be back later I need to go out for a little bit Duck okay." Arisa doesn't listen to what she says and closes the door softly behind her. She shes Fakir come out out of the room. His face is a deep red, "You heard," She smirks. Her plan was working slowly, but working. Soon he'd fall for the klutz sleeping in the room behind her.
"You meant for me to hear that," Fakir says in shock as the descend down the stairs.
"What are you talking about Fakir?" She asks playing dumb. She told Duck he wouldn't find out from her lips. She could always have just said yes, but she just wanted to watch Fakir freak out. She sighs, "Yes, after she said it the first time I dragged her to the bed to sit by the wall. Looks like she won't care what you do to her Fakir your stuck with her," She gives in.
"We had important things to discuss so lets start," Fakir starts.
"Okay, it's pretty simple. Duck was brought up by Herr Drosselmeyer and his various ex girlfriends. She is non corrupted, but she's never left the house. You know she's only met two guys near her age," She informs him, "She thought her name was Duck Drosselmeyer until today. She's safe though from what I've been observing for the past three years all she does is hate it there and do the opposite of what he tells her. She has a sister by adoption named Rue. She's sixteen years old. That's one year younger than you how convenient. She also has no idea about the 'feud' going on," She finishes adding details and parts completely unnecessary.
"So your letting an enemy sleep in our house. Arisa you do the most idiotic things," Is his only response. She didn't care.
"And she's the last Arima. I wasn't lying when I told her to go by that," She adds before heading upstairs. "Try to be nice to Duck okay," were her last words to him. 'Why does she keep giving me those hints? Can't she see I don't want anything to do with Duck?' He wonders. Something drops in the kitchen. Both go to see what was happening. Thus, causing Arisa to bring up Duck.
The title Curses won't make sense for a while, but it will eventually. I hope you enjoyed it! Please review!