Title : Our Small Promise
Summary : I once have my own fairy tale, until a terrible accident killed my parents. Now, my name is Duck and I live with my uncle with no emotion. Until my late crush, Fakir, come to my life.
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Now, to the chapter 2~ I hope you enjoy this one! I don't own Princess Tutu!
"Duck! Wake up! You lazy ass!"
I could feel cold water hitting my skin. My eyes jolted open and quickly meet Rue's cold red eyes. "How long are you going to sleep? Don't you dare to die because I can't hit you again!" She screamed.
I nodded. She only sighed and throw away the bucket. "I want my breakfast. Papa is already angry because you wake up late." I shivered from the thought of my uncle- no, my master mad. It's going to be a very long day...
Rue quickly leave my room with a loud thump when she closed it. I quickly rose from my bed and took a bath as quick as I can. Then, I changed into my maid uniform; a black dress with white apron. Apparently, this is the only clothes I have because my old clothes have been given to Rue or thrown out.
My name is Ahi- no, Duck. Ahiru Arima already dead 10 years ago. I'm Duck, a maid of the wealthy Kureha family. Raven took me after he killed my parents; as the family's maid. I don't mind being a maid or abused, at least I have a place to come back and someone that taking care of me.
I walked out from my room. I quickly prepared some breakfast- a bowl of cereal for Rue, sandwiches for both of them, water, and wine for Raven. When I arrived on the dining room, Raven quickly shot me with hateful glare.
"You're so slow!" He bellowed. "Just like your mother." I only nodded and put everything on the table. And suddenly, he slapped me on the cheek. "Do that again and I will kick you out from this house."
"I won't do that again, sir." That's the only thing I can say. If I say another word or even just 'no', he will hurt me again.
"Good." He looked around and then glared at me again. "Where's that goddamn girl?"
"I'm here, father." Rue walked to the dining room. "He just called me and said he will coming soon."
"Today? Oh God..." He murmured. "Rue, we have to buy a dress for you today, remember? For the golden ball tomorrow."
Rue slapped her forehead and sighing. "Can we do it tomorrow? He said he missed father so much!"
"We can't, Rue. The pretty dress won't wait for you," He turned to me. This time, smirking. "Oh, Ahiru. You can't come to the party. You will just ruined it's beauty."
"All you have to do is stay on the home, okay?" The both father and daughter laughed sinisterly, and I just nodded. I left the room and walked to my own room on the second floor. Just like my previous room before my parents were murdered, the wall still painted in dull pink, but it's almost completely empty. My bed had been moved to Rue's room. There's only a carpet, a medium sized box, and a rarely used wardrobe (since it's completely empty). I walked to the box on the corner and opened it. There's a pair of ballet shoes my mother gave 10 years ago, Mytho's headband, and Fakir's necklace. I was lucky Raven didn't checked this box. It's the only thing I have now.
I picked the pair of shoes and hugged them. I could feel my cheeks wet. I'm crying, eh? I thought those tears already dried a long time ago. I guess I haven't closed this damn emotion completely, eh?
"Mom, what have I done wrong?" I whispered to myself. I could hear my own voice shaking.
"Fakir."
I turned to see Mytho, lying weakly on the bed. His empty red eyes staring at me. "Fakir, where are you going?"
"Rue." I said to him. "No, Mytho. You can't come. Your feet still can't move, right?"
After that time; when we sees Ahiru buried 10 years ago, Mytho got sick and his feet can't move and he can't dance anymore; the only thing he good at. I guess he got shocked and didn't show any emotions anymore.
"Don't. Are you going to betray Ahiru?" He said, looking to the ceiling, still didn't show any emotion. I could feel my blood boiled. It's always like this; everytime I'm going to visit Rue, he will said the same thing. Of course Mytho know I liked Ahiru, but Ahiru is already died for the God's sake!
"How many times I told you, Mytho. Ahiru is-"
"Don't." He interrupted. "Ahiru will really die if we don't believe in her."
I sighed and shook my head. I know he liked Ahiru. I know he didn't know about that small fact. He just too obsessed to Ahiru.
"Fakir." He turned to me again. "Can I come to the ball? I want to dance again."
"What about your feet?"
"It's going to be okay, Fakir."
I sighed and nodded. It's useless to argue with Mytho about dance party or ball. He always come to any party, though he almost never dance. He will just sit, staring at everyone dancing.
"Just don't do anything stupid okay, Mytho?"
"I won't, Fakir."
I turned and opened the door, until suddenly Mytho called me again. I sighed and turned to him, trying to not looked annoyed. "What is it again, Mytho?"
"Have a safe trip." He said. I could see he make a small smile, which almost surprise me. I smiled back to him and nodded. I turned again and walked out from his room, closed the door behind me.
Mytho is the only reason I marry Rue. Raven; Rue's father is a famous doctor. Raven said he can do a surgery to make Mytho can walk again. Of course, the price is really expensive and Karon can't afford it. So, in exchange, I have to marry Rue. Mytho didn't know about this. If I told him, I'm sure he won't accept the surgery and tried his best to make me stay away from Rue.
I walked to the first floor, proceeding to the living room. There, I see Karon reading a morning newspaper. He seems didn't pay any attention to the newspaper. He seems like thinking about something.
"Morning, Karon."
He turned to me and smiled. "Oh, Fakir. Good morning."
Karon had brown eyes and gray hair. He wear his gardening outfit, meaning he just come back from taking care of his garden. Karon adopted us when we just 3 years old. He is Ahiru's parents' best friend, and it's become his source of pride. Ever since they died, Karon always looked devastated, though he always tried to hid it from us. But he just too easy to read.
"Are you going to visit Rue, Fakir?" He asked, his smile disappeared and turned to frown.
"I'm going, Karon." I said. When I told him about my marriage with Rue, he tried to stop me, just like Mytho. He didn't know the reason I marry Rue. He didn't know everything just for Mytho's sake.
"You don't have to do this, Mytho. What about Ahiru?"
"Karon..." I sighed. "Ahiru. Is. Already. Dead. So please don't talk about her anymore, okay?" I said to him slowly and carefully. "I'm going now, Karon."
"Be careful, Fakir." He mumbled. "Be careful."
I nodded and walked out from the house. Ahiru dead. Mytho lost his dancing life. I have to marry Rue, my crush's enemy for Mytho's sake. Me? I guess I'm the one who changed most.
I just realized I'm already in front of Ahi- no, Rue's home. I knocked the door once, twice, no answer. I was just going to call Rue until I hear rushed footstep and the second later, the door opened and-
Why? Who is she?