Gypsy108- Thank you for reading~!
asfgl- O.o did he really? I'm sorry, I watched Princess Tutu a long time ago so I don't remember. Let's just say he changed back to normal when Duck did? XD

Dizzy Jealousy.

Duck pov.

"Well, a common way to find out if someone loves you back, is to make them jealous." Pike added thoughtfully.

I nodded and sighed, looking back on our earlier conversation on unrequited love. My eyes glazed over and my mood shifted to melancholy.

"Oh Duck~! You've got it bad for Fakir don't you?" Lillie sympathized, smacking me roughly on the back. This resulted in a coughing fit and a dangerously close call involving a 'quack.'

"What did I say about doing that Lillie? She's fragile in her state of love!" Pike chided, rubbing my back in a soothing motion.

I admittedly tuned them out a bit, but not purposely! i'm not a multitasker, so I have to focus on one thing at a time. I averted my gaze from the bickering girls to Fakir. He was facing the window, I bet he was hardly listening to Mr. Cat. I smiled at that notion before a bell chimed loudly.

"Alright class, see you tomorrow again bright and early!" Mr. Cat shouted, earning a few groans from the rookie students. While I was a Duck, the new semester started so now we have plenty of unfamiliar faces in ballet class.

As I came out of the changing room, I eyed a blonde girl with silky locks of hair that cascaded over her back, talking nonchalantly with Fakir.

However, despite her timid and frail behavior, I could see it. The subtle ways the back of her palms brushed past his, those doting blue eyes that seemed plastered on Fakir's green ones, and last but not least, the unmissable flush that spread across her face as she conversed with him.

My eyes narrowed a bit at the sight. This shocked me because I'm usually not one to get jealous. Even when my crush on Mytho reached it's peak, I never stopped considering Rue and her feelings. Maybe... Maybe Fakir likes her more than me. Maybe he doesn't like girls who act, look, and behave like a Duck. Duck was slowly dragging herself into a depressed state. She unconsciously walked over to Fakir nonetheless, being so attached to him and all.

When Fakir saw her, his features brightened and he placed a hand around her waist possessively. This immediately tore Duck away from her sullen thoughts and brought her back to the present.

"There you are Duck, let's be off now." Fakir muttered.

All Duck could do was nod and blush furiously, her heart thumping and her mind racing with thoughts. There were so many explanations to Fakir's actions that Duck couldn't focus at all.

By now the blonde girl had took the hint, squeaking a "Goodbye" and scurrying off towards the changing room.

Duck clung to Fakir's blue shirt that tied flawlessly into a knot towards the front, burying her flushed face in the soft fabric. Her head ached and her thoughts were hazy.

"Are you ok? DUCK?!" Fakir yelled and cursed when Duck went slack against his chest, unconscious.