One.
That was all.
One-sided love, one kiss, one stolen heart, only one emotion returned...
Why was it like that? Shouldn't she only love one, and be loved by all? And while she knew that was not the fate decided for her, she had to go against it. She needed to be with Fakir.
Fakir...why did he choose her of all people? That stupid, oblivious and clumsy little twit. She was attempting to return (I'm making italics a habit now.) the pain, suffering, love.
Love.
Something one needed to give and receive, and Azure was one to do just so.
She was the only one to love her knight, her knight. She would not allow Tutu to steal his love; Azure would not allow him to regain his obvious love for the other princess.
Azure would get what she wanted, needed, need it be by force itself.
And she was more than willing to do so.
Fakir shuffled his papers, not even sparing a brief passing glance toward the teacher as he stalked rather harshly out of his home room. He was sick of school, he would return to Charon's for dinner. That was all he could feel; it was like hatred, but judging one based on your hate. He felt a vague emptiness wave over his chest, knowing something- even someone was missing. He also knew Azure wanted something from him- he wasn't that heartless that he'd be so completely oblivious to someone's such persistent needs. She had mentioned the word 'love', another emptiness and unfulfilled gap between reality and...something unnamed.
Ahiru lay on her lent bed, pondering on the possibilities and outcomes of this... 'dilemma'. She recalled the curse of the Raven's blood, the return of the Raven itself, giving her humanity for all's happiness...
That would mean in order to fully return Fakir, she would have to...to give up the...
No. She chased away such negative thoughts, knowing if it meant his happiness, she would gladly sacrifice her life. But still... why had that mysterious dweller presented that pendant to her in the first place? It clearly wasn't a heart shard at first, how did she even...get it? Perhaps Drosselmeyer had defined a method to regain control over KinKan, bringing a new story- a new tragedy upon its citizens. She wouldn't allow that. For sure, she would prevent unnecessary endings. She knew if Fakir was happy, she could be so too by just being there for him. She would return his heart and grant Azure happiness, once again defying fate and overcoming any threatening obstacles in her way.
Two identical twins firmly sat on the almost eroding bench, clenching their fists upon the others for any possible comfort. Tears littered their cheeks, baring silver trails upon them. Lonesome; fearing the darkness, fearing happiness. They did all in their will to maintain that balance between dark and light, yet something caved in on their minds, seizing their thoughts and morphing them into negative shapes and sizes. Neither wished for this, they longed to feel the light enveloping their bodies and souls, to just play with others for just once in their lives.
Once.
That was impossible. They were too plain, dull, their skin was dead, their hair un-brushed and neglected. Their ribs could almost easily be made out from their thin, torn jumpers; they were the sight of beggars, tramps. They needed the light, everyone has a requirement or need. they needed the light as much as the air they breathed. Yet, darkness had engulfed the light mercilessly, shadowing their souls.
(Woo, line breaks are fun!)
Startled by the sudden and abrupt (same thing?) flash of emerald from her neckline, Ahiru automatically grasped the pendant in her palms, joy invading her veins at the thought of another step to a complete Fakir. That familiar warmth dug into her skin, she could feel her limbs almost ripping and being moulded into an elegant, flawless figure.
'Even if I do return to my true self, know it is for your and all other's happiness. This is all I can do for you right now, I have someone new to protect with my life. Do not despair of my body's loss, please, I'll always be right beside you. But you need this organ, without it you're a mere puppet. I chose to do this, to take on the path, even if this was the only option and this was forced upon my shoulders, I am happy to serve you, my knight. Fakir.'
(Wow, now that was a monologue.)
(So...many...line breaks! XD)
The two (ehem, loners, XD) jerked their heads up at the unexpected beams of light and warmth licking their skin, only to bow their heads as if in shame at the dramatic appearance of Princess Tutu. "Please, do not pity us; we deserve the darkness," one whimpered through clenched teeth. Judging by their clothes and hair, they appeared male. The abandoned park soon morphed into a dark area of oblivion, the only light source reflecting from Tutu's fragile skin.
"Why do you feel so? No one deserves to be neglected or forgotten," Tutu replied reassuringly. 'Yeah, Pique, Lilie. NO ONE, not even a duck- ehem.'
"Surely we, ones who have done nothing to serve, do not deserve happiness...we, we just wanted to make our Mother happy. She was always saying how lonely it was without Father, how angry she was at the sight of another woman... but we never expected her reaction from our birth. She had us taken away, to somewhere out of bounds. We believe that is perfectly fair, keeping us away from civilization for another's happiness. Do you...agree?" The so far silent questioned longingly.
Tutu scarcely nodded, before shaking her head almost violently and turning her attention back to the first to speak. His golden-ginger hair clung to his face, glued on by his damp tears. "No, no-one- everyone deserves a happy ending! Whether... whether one is happy or...everyone deserves happiness, despite however many sins they have committed. You will not be locked away, I'm sure- I know you'll find that light... together." Tutu finished in a comforting whisper, holding back the burning tears from her own words. It was funny how much these stories of the heart's victims almost resembled her own, and how much could be passed down from the story prior. Also how this was having an emotional effect on herself.
"A-are you... sure? To be honest, we don't...want to be abandoned." At that, the familiar glow evolved from their chests, relieving them of their pain. Loneliness, fear, honesty, oblivion- Azure missed quite a few emotions in her previous speech. ("Criticism, glee, hatred, loneliness, fear, guilt, concern, happiness, shame, hope and love, all lost; doomed.)
'Although these 4 are negative and sad emotions, they are also an important part of one's self;' Tutu repeated knowingly to herself. She outstretched her limp palm, retrieving the quadruplet of gems as they nested in her hand. The boys muttered a brief word of thanks, before stepping into the night. (Neither seemed affected by the random ballerina princess, they were just glad to have been accepted.) Tutu curtsied elegantly as the scenery regained its origin form, the creaking gates swinging gently in the faint autumn breeze.
Now her alter ego's alter ego (where did I get that from?), Ahiru dashed off to find her knight, most likely patrolling the school grounds randomly. She had been informed by the school infirmary that he had no physical damage, only a bad temper and a brief case of amnesia from the night before. Ahiru allowed him to continue his day of school while she pondered lazily on the subject of their troubles.
When she finally found her target, Ahiru was absolutely awestruck to see a giant grin littering Fakir's face.
"Why hello, nice day out, hm?"
A/N- ouch, my hands. I quickly typed this up after school, I had an inspiration from the Hitachiin twins from Ouran High School Host Club for the loner boys.. no offence to them. Well, please review and look out for chapter 10. Sorry about the bad title and terrible attempt at a cliffhanger. Chow 4 now.
