I would just like to thank-awesome-craziness Dairi-Luvs-Rain DarkHuntressRahzel delphigirl689 Desteny star dreambee Hopelover101 KaliHaines PenAndInkPrincess sailorplutoouterscout and shippofan2k for adding my story to their favourites! It means a lot... ;3; (-all emotional) (also, if you guys have a problem with me shouting out who added this to faves, I can always remove the information from this chapter :))

You know, I read the fan-novel 'This Pendent Heart' by Mangaka-Chan and LunaSphere, and I have to say, it made my fanfiction look like a piece of shi...crud. XD I'm gonna order a copy so I can boast about my geekiness to non-otaku at my school XD

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?"

Lilie gasped at her friend's rather inappropriate suggestion. "W-what? No, no, that can't be it!"

"Oh, come on. You say you see a green midget Fakir thing bouncing on your bed, it's obviously a sign. You have to give the gem to Fakir, proclaim your adoration for him and you'll be married and have ogre kids. Seriously Lilie, I would've thought you would have sprung that up, you are a sadist dragon who's obsessed with tragedy or something," the purple-pink headed replied, the latter of the sentence more murmured than not.

"N-no, that's more something Ahiru would do!" Lilie retorted to Pique, not quite reading her own words.

"Who? Ahiru? Never heard of her," Pique questioned, also thoroughly confused.

"I...don't actually know. Whoever she is, she wouldn't have a chance with Fakir anyways, hm?" Lilie sang reassuringly.

"True, but it's no excuse to escape confessing!"

Eventually, Pique managed to scarcely convince her sadistic friend to at least present the jewel to Fakir- "As a sign of love!"...as a sign of love.

Lilie caught up to Fakir, spotting him oddly walking round the fountain with his nose in the air. Shaking off the 'coo-coo' vibe being released from Fakir's posture, she dashed up dramatically to meet his emotionless gaze. She didn't forget to blush, half at the meaning of her future actions, other simply because it 'makes the whole scene so much more original and cute'. Typical.

"Ah, Fakir, I saw this and thought it was your type so I bought it and I wanted to give it to you because...Eheh, sorry I sound so much like some kind of klutz!" Honestly, Lilie was only pretending to be nervous, it was fun to add drama to some sort of confession. Fakir gazed unconsciously at the offered gem, it's tone and aura adding a faint spark to his facial expression.

Abruptly, the stone began to glow and slowly drifted in mid-air towards Fakir's chest. The two gasped (Lilie fainting in the procedure) as it sunk deeply into his front without a trace, and Fakir's face brightened at a new yet still recognizable warmth injecting into his veins. The lifeless body on the ground was soon forgotten as he stalked off-a small unnoticeable spring in his step- to the blacksmith.

"F-Fakir...? Are- are you okay?" Ahiru asked, concern clear in her voice.

"Fine, never better. I just feel happy is all," he replied in a rather irritating, carefree tone.

'For once...' Ahiru thought sarcastically. Eventually, she managed to squeeze the information out of Fakir of which explained his behavior; the heart shard of 'glee' or 'happiness' was returned to him, somehow taking over his previous hell. Ahiru found it a shame to return the other shards of loneliness, fear, honesty and oblivion, all the while, the question dawning and lingering on her mind- how had his happiness returned? Another character, perhaps...? Most fanfictions have them- ah, I mean, it was highly likely of Drosselmeyer to add as many different ranges of characters as possible, but he no longer had control over the town, right? Then what was going on...?

Azure, the only possible answer. She had to have had something to do with this. Fakir had described the girl he woke up with to have tatty blond hair, but she was against the idea of a full-hearted Fakir. Maybe even she longed to see a smile on his face. Forcing these depressing thoughts away, Ahiru recalled her duty as Tutu. Again taking transformation, Tutu climbed out into Ahiru's body and turned to her knight. She was downcast at the idea of returning the gloom to him, but she would find a way to once again cause that smile to surface. Tickle him, perhaps. No, that would make it worse knowing him.

Fakir's face dimmed as Tutu held out the four dull gems, allowing them access to his chest. A single tear rolled innocently down his lifeless cheek as all the oblivion took over his senses, it was too much to handle, four negative shards at once. But both knew this was the only way; everyone needs a full and complete blooming heart.

'Ah, it appears they're remembering. That of the salmon-headed little klutz, the need for a full heart; now this is what a sequel should be like...' the cackling, yet familiar voice resounded in a far off dimension.

Wow, is this short. I really wanted to get this up soon, so it got rushed. Sorry folks!