Final chapter for this Princess Tutu fanfic! :P


Recap:

She cleared the silence when she said, "When Harmony asked why I didn't announce my love to Mytho out loud and disappear…was because I didn't really love Mytho… he was never mine to begin with." She looked up at Fakir and continued. "Fakir…I love you. I truly do love you."


"Ahiru…I love you more than anything…"

He leaned down and slowly pressed his lips against hers.

When they parted, they noticed a few people on the streets look at them with a smirk on their faces. They had absolutely no idea what just happened. Not caring who saw them kiss, Fakir leaned down and pressed his lips on Ahiru's again. But Ahiru did care, so she turned away with a huge blush on her face. Fakir laughed as the observers walked away while shaking their heads.

Mytho cleared his throat as he walked hand in hand with his wife. "I hate to ruin the moment, but we should probably find out what happened to Jonathan."

Fakir sighed a little and stood up with Ahiru. "You seriously did ruin the moment," he mumbled underneath his breath.

They walked to the clothing store in silence.

Fakir knocked on the locked door. Everything was dark inside and there was no sign of any movement. But after banging a few times, the lights flickered on and Jonathan came towards the door and swung it open.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?"

They all looked at him skeptically.

"What do you mean, 'what time is it?'" questioned Rue who put both hands on her hips. "You just saved Ahiru from your crazy niece!"

The older man shot her a look which shut her up quickly. He looked around outside to see if there were any other people, and then motioned them to come into the store. He shut the door behind Mytho and led the way to his corridors.

"This way," he said as he opened another door for them.

The room was brightly lit, and on the white sheeted bed in front of them laid a cold and motionless Harmony.

Ahiru buried her face into Fakir's chest while the said man wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"She didn't have to die…She could have lived!" she whipped around so that she was facing Jonathan. "Why? Why did you have to kill her?" she screamed hysterically as Fakir held onto her from behind.

Jonathan sighed and looked over at his niece. "She was unstable…She started being that way after her parents died when she was only eight, and more so when she found out she had pancreatic cancer four years ago."

"But…she didn't look like she had cancer, though…"

"She was a very powerful witch, so she was able to hold it off for a long time."

"Don't you feel guilty that you killed her?"

"Of course… she was part of my family. She was once a sweet young child…" he shook his head as a tear rolled down his cheek.

Ahiru moved away from Fakir and hugged Jonathan tightly. If he hadn't done what he did, she would have died long ago. "Thank you for saving me," she whispered as she hugged him tighter.

Jonathan hugged back and let out a few sorrowful sobs.

When they finished, they stepped away from each other and Ahiru moved back to Fakir who held her hand.

"What are you going to do now?" asked Mytho as he fixated his eyes on the storekeeper.

"I'm going to cremate Harmony's body… and then I'm going to leave this place. I'll probably return to my home and see my family."

"Do they have magical powers as well?" asked Rue.

Jonathan turned his back towards them so he was facing Harmony. He looked at Rue from the side and said with a small smile, "Magic? You must be mistaken, madam, because there is no such thing."

Rue's eyebrows furrowed and she was about to say something when she realized that what Jonathan meant was that it was a secret they weren't supposed to find out in the first place.

The four left the store.

"Fakir," started Rue as she turned towards him. "You can stay at my place since your house…you know…"

"My stories!" cried Fakir when he just realized he forgot them.

"I'll go get them!" announced Ahiru sweetly as she ran.

"Not alone, you're not!" countered the raven haired man as he ran after her.

When they were alone, Mytho and his wife turned to face each other. "I think we should let them stay after we leave… it will take Fakir some time to get back on his feet again…and we need to go back soon, don't we?"

"Yes," purred Mytho as he leaned towards her so that he could kiss her lips for a brief moment. "I want you to be as relaxed as possible so that the baby will be relaxed as well. I don't want you moving around too much… and I was really worried when you were fighting Harmony…I don't know what I would have done if she killed you." He placed his hand on her still flat stomach.

"I told you already," Rue said as she rolled her eyes. "I can fight and defend myself well. I would have stopped if I knew I was in trouble."

"I don't care," snapped her husband as he moved his hand on her stomach to her back and pulled her closer. "I didn't want to take any risks. Even if they are close friends of ours, you should have left it to me."

"Dear…you worry too much."

"Oh, good!" exclaimed Ahiru as she picked up the box of stories. "No one took it!"

Fakir stopped and looked down, pondering something. Ahiru approached him and asked, "What's the matter, Fakir?"

He looked into her mesmerizing blue eyes full of love for him. "It's just that…with you here…this box doesn't seem as significant to me anymore…"

Ahiru tilted her head to the side a bit. "But…isn't it full of memories? Fakir…I want you to keep it." She looked at him determinedly.

"Alright," he whispered as he took the box from her hands and leaned down to plant a small kiss on her lips.

When they walked back to Mytho and Rue, they took them to Rue's old house. It wasn't the biggest, but it was better than Fakir's old one.

In the living room, Mytho had Ahiru and Fakir sit down because him and his wife had an announcement to make.

"I'm pregnant," said Rue with a smile as she gently placed her hand on her stomach.

The two were silent for a few moments until Ahiru cried out in joy.

"Yes! I'm going to be an aunt!" she hugged her friend as tears streamed down her face. "Congratulations!"

Fakir stood up and smiled. "This calls for a celebration."

Ahiru helped Rue cook a feast in the kitchen as the two men talked in the living room.

"So, what are your plans?" asked Mytho as he gulped down some of his red wine.

"I…I'm not quite sure…"

"Well, when you make your decision, I'm sure you and Ahiru will be happy."

"I hope so."

"Time to eat!" called Ahiru from the kitchen doorway. Fakir blushed a bit when she noticed how cute she looked in a white apron.

He heard Mytho chuckle and say, "Close your mouth, you look ridiculous."

Fakir sat next to his loved one at the table. They talked about their old school and how clumsy of a ballerina Ahiru used to be. She laughed nervously as she scratched her head.

"I have something to say," said Mytho as he set his fork down. "Rue and I will be leaving tomorrow for multiple reasons. The biggest factor is that she's pregnant and would be more comfortable in our other home."

"I see…" said Ahiru sadly.

Rue reached from across the table and took her friend's hand in hers. "It will be alright. We'll see each other again."

The frown on Ahiru's face vanished as she gave Rue a small smile.

After dinner, Fakir and Ahiru borrowed pajamas from their friends.

Before Mytho walked into his and Rue's bedroom, Fakir, who was peeking from the corner, called him over.

"What is it?" he asked once he approached him.

"I want to leave this town with Ahiru."

Mytho didn't say anything for a few moments. "Where would you go?"

"Anywhere but here. This place holds nothing but bad memories."

"Good memories did happen."

"True, but I want to go to a place with Ahiru where we don't have to turn a corner and remember something bad. I want to marry her as well, but not here…"

A small smile tugged on Mytho's lips. "I see…"

"Do you think that's the right decision?"

"I cannot say. It's your choice, along with Ahiru's. Whatever makes you two happy, Fakir, is the right choice."

Ahiru sat on the bed she would be sharing with her beloved. "Where has he gone?" she asked herself as she looked out the window. The moon shone brightly and the trees swayed ever so gently.

The door slowly opened and Fakir walked in. He shut it and went over to the other side of the bed.

"What's wrong?" asked Ahiru.

Instead of responding, Fakir turned off the lights by him. The only light was the one coming from the moon through the small window by Ahiru.

"Fakir?"

She felt his warm breath tickle her neck, and she could help but shudder a bit.

"I want to run away with you…" he whispered into her ear.

"Wh-where to?"

"Anywhere but here…"

"Why?"

"Because I want us to be happy. I want to start a new life with you, with you as my wife."

"F-Fakir…"

He pushed her shoulders down so that she was lying on the bed with him on top of her. His face could barely be seen, but Ahiru could see his handsome features none the less. She closed her eyes as he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.

When Fakir pulled away from her slightly he asked, "Will you let me have you tonight, Ahiru?"

She felt the heat rush to her face. She didn't know what to say. She felt like things were happening a little too fast, but she has loved Fakir for years and she was willing to do anything for him. She decided she was ready.

"Yes," she whispered as she closed her eyes.

Fakir leaned down to kiss her once again.

When Fakir woke up, his arms were wrapped around Ahiru who was still fast asleep. He smiled and moved some stray hair away from her face. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up and him.

"Good morning," she said with a smile.

"Good morning."

Fakir shifted and sat up. "I need to go out into town to buy stuff before we leave. Want to come?"

"Yes."

They changed into the clothes they wore the previous day and left the room. They found Mytho and Rue standing in the living room with their luggages.

"We knew you two would be awake soon," said Mytho with a smile. "We have to get going now."

Ahiru walked towards the two and gave them both a big hug. "I'll miss you both," she said sadly.

"We'll miss you too, Ahiru," said Rue as they parted.

Fakir gave each of them a hug as well, but when he hugged Rue, she said, "Make her sad, and I swear I will find you and destroy you."

Fakir laughed nervously as he walked backwards and next to Ahiru. "I'll keep that in mind. But don't worry, that will never happen."

Then they left.

"Now, remember, Ahiru, we're going to be packing light." said Fakir once they were in a clothing store that was not Jonathan's since he closed his earlier that day.

"Gotcha," she replied as she went clothes shopping.

While she was browsing the clothing, she heard a girl behind her say, "Ahiru?"

She turned around, and there stood Pike and Lillie. She gasped a little, not sure what to do.

"I-I'm sorry," started Pike as she shook her head, "I don't know where that name came from, but you look like someone I knew from the past…I just can't remember…"

"Oh! Is that Fakir?" questioned the curly haired blonde.

"It is!" responded the pinkette. "I haven't seen him in ages."

Before they went to him, Ahiru's bangs covered her face as she held onto Lillie's blouse.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

"You two were my best friends…"

"Huh?"

Ahiru suddenly let go and smiled. "I-I'm sorry! I don't know what came over me! Forget what I said, please."

Pike slowly walked towards her and examined her closely. "Now that I think about it…" she turned towards Lillie and asked her, "Didn't we hang out with a third person?"

"I don't know… my memory is foggy… I vaguely remember someone who I loved torturing who reminded me of a duck, though."

Pike turned back towards Ahiru. After a few moments she backed away and said, "I don't know why I can't remember…I thought I had a really good memory!"

"Ahiru?" came Fakir's voice. He stopped when he noticed the two women in front of her.

"Hello, Fakir!" exclaimed Lille with a wave. "Long time no see!"

"Hello Lillie, Pike. Good to see you two again."

After the two left, Ahiru let out a sigh and at that moment she felt as if she was about to cry.

Fakir hugged her and said, "It's alright."

After giving her a few reassuring strokes on her back, she went back to finding clothes. She picked some out that were inexpensive and took them to Fakir who was already waiting for her at the cash register.

Done and paid, they went shopping for some food.

When they got back to Rue's residence, they packed their stuff in the luggages they bought and started walking towards the entrance to the town where they would find a carriage that was gifted to them from Mytho and Rue.

When they got there, they found a black and white horse that was attached to a dark brown carriage.

Ahiru turned around and looked at the town one last time, followed by Fakir. He took her hand and turned to her, smiling.

"It's time to put the past behind us."

She nodded her head and looked at him. "It's time to start a new life. Together."

They packed their things inside the carriage. Fakir helped Ahiru into the passenger's seat.

When seated properly, Fakir snapped the reins, and the horses moved forward.


Thank you for reading! :D Oh! Have you guys seen the promotional trailer of Princess Tutu? It has an Ahiru and Fakir moment! If you haven't seen it, you should watch it. It's pretty intense.