Hey there I am back again with another part of the Princess's knight. Yes like I said I would finish before Christmas day (honestly it said cristmas eve but it will be xmas day instead because I just finished Christmas day." I have all of all kinds of thoughts about how to progress the story and I hope it goes the flow I am aiming for it because in all honesty I am just writing this as I go along.

Ahiru: what do you mean writing this as you go along you mean I could be human right now but you want to prolong my suffering.

Fakir: all I know is I better not end up all mushy sounding or die through this story got that

Layalatania: yep got fine and dandy…whispering just for that I am going to make it all mushy were you cant fight.

Ahiru: sorry we have an intermission for Fakir at the moment is trying to kill the author and then no more story and then Ill be stuck a duck forever. 'sulk'

Disclaimer: I do not own the show if I did it would have been called princess Ahiru instead of princess Tutu, I know it rhythms how cool.

A desire beyond comprehension

There once was a man a very lonely man who had lost everything. You see this man had gone crazy and burned his family in a fire. He loved his family but out of an unknown presence he did the awful deed. Nothing was left of his house or family except a ring of keys he kept on his side. He would jingle the keys as if trying to hypnotize himself. One day he lost those keys and went mad. Without those keys we lost sanity and burned himself alive. The reason for this was unknown to anyone around him. But as he burned they say you could see his smile glistening through flames.

"all those who love stories gather round."

It was scorching outside by the time Fakir was out of his Ballet class. He saw no sign of Ahiru which was pretty strange since she seemed like his shadow on regular basis. But knowing her these kind of things have to be suspected sometimes. I mean its Ahiru we are talking about. Thinking rationally she probably went to the lake to escape the heat Fakir thought trying to figure were his web footed friend could have went. But then again, as he started to look through the under brush around the school, she doesn't seem to hold enough common sense to think of cooling off. He again walked around the front of the school searching for any sign of his comrade. Then off in the distance he could hear the cooing far off in the sky murmuring his name. "Fakir," again the voice slipped into his mind this time thundering loudly seeping into the crevices of his brain. Everyone who was at the school stopped as they heard the echo of squawks coming from the west wing of the building. Almost all of the students moved out of the way to know what was to come of whoever was torturing the swan. They knew this person was about to come face to face with the most ruthless guy in the whole academy.

Fakir turned his head in the direction of the west wing was he soon took a steady pace to the sound of Ahiru's crying. Whoever was hurting was going to pay dearly for that. He promised to protect her after all. Taking a casual walk towards the gardens occupying the Westside he peered upon the one who had the audacity to mess with her. Some of the students who had been lazily perched around the flower beds soon slithered, crawled, or cower out of fear when they saw Fakir pass by. They already knew to well what was to come of this person who was teasing his swan.

Fakir could finally get a clear view of the bully a young man around his age of sixteen with long red hair and dark clad blue eyes sauntering over Ahiru. Fakir had never seen the man before and was at an awe to see what he was to do to her. Noticing one of the more to frighten to move students scrunched up by him he took the chance to ask for some assistance. "Hey there kid have you ever seen that guy around here before?" her questioned not looking into the giddy girls eyes.

"Um…Um.. No I don't recall ever seeing him at are school Fakir-Sama I am really sorry I wish I could be of a little more assistance to someone like you…" as the girl went on he began to tune her out to finally realize that the man that was hovering over Ahiru wasn't wearing the school uniform. Matter of fact his clothes were very strange to see in this type of town. The only clothes he saw like that where that of Mythue's heart shard princes' and Mythue when he became prince. That must mean the boy is from a royal family or another story. Fakir studied watching as the boy gotten closer to the swan.

"Very Perceptive young Knight it seems you're a bit more visual about what is happening then in the last story I see. Well that all way makes it more interesting." Said the cackle of the crazed Drosselmyer again smiling franticly while rocking back and forth in his chair entrancing himself of thoughts about tragedy.

"Look zura. Its Fakir and Ahiru zura." A child's voice echoed through the spins of machinery that was slowly began to go again. Dorsselmyer gazed at his companion that had grown some from her toddler stage chortling with laughter. "But who is the other one with Ahiru zura.
"Ah you will have to see wont you my dear Azura." As he said this the girl clasped her hands in excitement watching to see another thriller about her two friends. Lovey-dovey zura she thought if she hadn't grown out of it she would have began to beat the drums that were now strapped to her back like when she was a toddler.

Standing now over her he looked into her azure eyes staring so hard he could possibly read into her mind. But before she could strike that as a possibility of what he was doing he picked her up and smiled a warm smile. "So it is you Ahiru I must say you have grown up a lot little sister." Ahiru stood frozen as well as the near bye Fakir who was over hearing the conversation. "Come on Ahiru lets take you home." When Ahiru heard home and saw that it wasn't Fakir's home he was intending to she began to squirm. Has this man gone nuts she thought, trying to squeeze out of his grasp? But he would not let go not for the world and Ahiru was beginning to tire and falter.

"What are you doing," a voice boomed stopping the struggle between the swan and young red head man. Ahiru took the chance to slip out the mad mans arms and into the protection of Fakir's shadow. Looking at Fakir with relief in her eyes he began to speak again. "I know you can hear me so start talking." Fakir demanded watching as still the youth had the go lucky smile on his face. Turning towards Ahiru he called.

"Come little sister Ahiru it is time to come home. I mean we all miss you your family we have been looking for you." Ahiru was in shock when she heard this looking at this Boy and then Fakir trying to figure if this was a practical joke or not. But by Fakir's lost expression she could tell it was nothing close to a joke.

And as so Fakir was shock to even hear that Ahiru had a family none the less. Staring disbelieving of what he was hearing at the moment.

"What do you mean by family?" Fakir questioned looking puzzled at the boy who called himself to be Ahiru's family."

Giving an all too innocent smirk he finally answers, "I am Ahiru's older twin brother Ahara and one of her four siblings." Fakir stood in shock as the boy beamed. Disbelief was in both of the man and Ahiru. Tossing up a big grin he winced and kept his explanation, "and I can prove as well if you like knight."

"How did you know I was knight?" Fakir again questioned as he placed himself between the red head and the swan making a fine line saying "no intrusion" in the air. The boy again smirked as he pulled Fakir Sword from the band that was standing on his shoulders. Twirling the sword till it was pointed right in Fakir's face.

And then he thrust the sword at the former knight trying as he might to get a good slice at him. With out his sword all Fakir could do was swiftly move out of the blades strike. To preoccupied with not getting his head chopped off he forgot to notice that pour little Ahiru was in the way. Tripping over her he was at a standstill as the blood dripped off the blade when it gripped into its hands.

"Qau" 'Fakir', she cried watching as the blood poured from his skin. A grim grin was on his face watching to see what the red head would do next.

"I see your more skilled in sword fighting then you appear I guess the childish demeanor hides your true serious personality." Standing as he let the crimson liquid flow from his palm. Carefully he walked towards him. "I guess you want a fight then you've got one." Ahiru only looked in pure annoyance begging for Fakir not to fight him.

"Qau- quack, quack, quack, quack!" 'Don't fight him Fakir his not worth it.' She begged watching as they began to strike an evade each others attacks. Finally even though with no weapon he had the other boy on the ropes. He knocked him off balance with a low sweep to the shin grabbing the weapon right out of the other boy. The boy looked over in disbelief at Fakir's fighting ability how was it that he beat me so easily.

"Hara get out the way!" a voice boomed from out of no where. The red head squirmed out of Fakir's reach. Watching as a swiped almost tackled him to the ground. Looking into the face of the person who just came and attacked him, he saw bright green eyes staring back at him with the longest blonde hair straddling his head. "Hara are you alright," the man asked the startled boy who had watch him bound in the air and attack the forest haired youth.

"Yeah I am fine J-"

"quack quack qau" 'Jeulrai?" Ahiru squawked as all three boys turned to her. Fakir questioned as he subconsciously heard this words slip into his mind. "Do you know him Ahiru?" looking at her to wait her answer she only replied with a ginger nod of the head. "But how?" she was about to tell him until her head began to hurt. Incredibly pulsating it hurt badly. He eyes faded as fell with a loud thud in the garden.

"Ahiru!" all three boy screamed she watched to see as the somewhat familiar boys surrounded her. "Get away from her now." Fakir demanded watching as his pour Ahiru lay helpless. It wasn't a bluff both boys could see that they stepped out of the way while he gently picked her up carrying her to Charon's house. Turning to face the two other figures watching behind him he spoke once more, "are you two going to follow there is a lot to explain to her." They both shook their head unison following him.

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Hey there and that is it for that chapter… guess what for those who I wrote replies to uh hum I mean those who actually reviewed that I was going to finish this chapter before Christmas which I did. And I wasn't lazy like I said to some about giving up finishing this one before x-mas. Oh yeah and a personal note for those who I said in the first chapter about never reading the authors notes truth be told I am one of those people who don't. I cant deny this so you can use it against me if you want 'sob' but I am going to try and finish the next chapter and update before Wednesday because I wont be able to use any computers till then cause I will be out of town.

Oh and if anyone knows what is the name of Fakir's sword is I will greatly appreciate it… next chapter we will find out about Ahiru's memories her connection to the so called brother and the other mysterious guy Jeulrai. One thing I will be sure of putting In the next chapter is all about how Ahara got a hold of fakir's sword I know it is a bit confusing but as the story continues it will be less confusing I hope. I will try write about those things above in the next update but I just might be to lazy oh well… till next update