HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! I'VE BEEN PROCRASTINATING ON THIS CHAPTER, BUT I DECIDED TO POST IT. I THINK I'LL PROBABLY POST ANOTHER ONE LATER TODAY OR IN THE NEAR FUTURE, BUT NO PROMISES!
I'M ALSO WORKING ON A DUCK/FAKIR/MYTHO ONE SHOT SO LOOK OUT FOR IT!
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-StripedHipster-
I DO NOT OWN PRINCESS TUTU
I DO OWN THE PERSONAS
He had been waiting for a year now. It was a few weeks into the school year and he had begun teaching at their old ballet academy.
He spent all his free time in the hospital, waiting for her to awake. It had been over a year now, and she was still asleep.
Right now, he sat next to her bed with her small hand in his, stroking her hand reassuringly, begging for her to wake up. He felt tears begin to wet his cheeks in sadness that she may never awake.
"Leave." He hissed when he heard the door open.
"Well sir, its time for her daily check-up!" A chipper voice bubbled.
"Not now, Jest. I'm not in the mood."
"But I want to see her! That's the whole reason that I got this stupid job." He whined.
"I thought you loved your job." Fakir retorted
"I don't even know how to do it." He pouted. "I just demonish-magic-mind-tricked all the hospital supervisors to let me work here. I just want to check in on Duck everyday…and get paid."
"Oh." Fakir said.
"But if you want some time alone, you can have it, I guess." Jest shrugged and skipped off down the bleached halls.
"Please, please wake up." He whispered and kissed her hand softly. He felt as though it was his entire fault. He wanted more than anything to blame it on someone else, but he couldn't. He was the root of all her problems. It destroyed him inside his spirit.
"I've got to get to class, but I'll be back after. I promise to never leave you again." He whispered in her ear as he stood to leave.
As he was walking down the hallway, he turned around to glance back at Duck's room and saw that she had a familiar character wearing a black leather jacket walking into her room. In his hands were orange, red, and black tiger lilies. Fakir growled in annoyance. He stalked back to her room; he didn't trust Fury to be alone with her.
He stayed outside the open door and glanced in, he didn't care if he was late for teaching his classes.
"I miss you so much, please come back. I cant live without you…even if you're with him. I just miss you more than words can even say." Fakir heard him whisper as his tall frame loomed over the sleeping Duck. His hands were stuffed into his pockets, his fiery red and black hair spiked up and his golden eyes staring forlornly at the floor. He seemed to be contemplating something. He chewed his raven colored lip nervously.
"Please, come back…" He muttered as he started to lean down.
Fakir's blood started to boil. He was going to kiss Duck. His Duck.
Right as Fury's black lips touched Duck's pale pink ones, Fakir stormed in. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"GET AWAY FROM HER!" He growled. A nurse from the hall heard the yelling and came in to see Fakir punching Fury. She also noticed the young woman who was stirring on the bed. Her eyes slowly began to open through all the fighting.
"Boys! Settle down!" The nurse yelled angrily pulling them apart.
Fury's teeth were still bared at Fakir. His usually glistening fangs were coated in a thin layer of blood from his split lip. Fury, trying to regain his dignity, readjusted his coat in a frustrated manner.
Fakir smirked having nothing to prove that he had even been in the fight. He had no injuries.
"Boys, she's waking up." The nurse informed them as the person ran from the room to get Duck's doctor.
Fakir, ignoring the, now bleeding, demon ran to Duck's side. He grasped her hand as she awoke.
"Fakir…?" She whispered as her tired eyes slowly searched his smiling face.
Fury just stood in the corner of the room, not sure if he should be smiling or frowning. If he had just waited a little longer, she would have remembered his kiss. That short moment was when he had tried to show her how he felt, and she would never know of it.
Duck's eyes wandered to the corner of the room and saw him standing there with a faint smile on his face.
He slowly walked towards her and sat down in the seat next to Fakir.
Kace walked in at that moment.
He wore a white lab coat and ridiculously round glasses that were wire framed.
"Why in the world do you have glasses?" Fakir asked
"Simple. They make me look more qualified."
"You don't need them. You look ridiculous." Fury rolled his eyes at his brother.
"They do not. Anyway… I'm Duck's new doctor."
"Let me guess, you compelled them too." Jest bubbled as he walked into the room. He had also come to see the newly awoken girl.
"No, somewhere over the years I went to medical school."
"Oh." Fakir sighed and looked back at Duck, who was smiling faintly at them all.
"How are you feeling?" Fury asked her worriedly.
"Fine… I just want to go home." She whimpered.
"She should probably stay in here to be monitored for the next 24 hours." Kace informed them as he was writing something down on his notepad he retrieved from his pocket.
"She can go home if she wants." Fakir and Fury both snapped at the same time.
"It's fine! I'll stay. But… could someone stay with me?" Duck whispered the last part.
"I need to go teach a class but I'll be back in a few hours. I'm sorry." Fakir whispered as he grasped her hand. He wished that he could stay, but he knew that Mr. Cat would fire him if he missed yet another day.
"I'll stay." Fury offered.
"No." Fakir growled.
"Why not?" Duck chirped. She considered Fury a friend.
"Just… you know what? Fine. He can stay."
"Yay!" Duck cheered.
Fury smirked.
"I'm watching you, demon." Fakir hissed in Fury's ear on his way out.
"Whatever." Fury huffed.
"So… how long was I… asleep?" Duck whispered sadly as soon as Fakir left.
"Roughly a year. Probably 13-14 months."
"A YEAR?" Duck yelled.
"Calm down, you sound like you're a crazy person."
"Sorry." She whispered more softly than needed.
"I know it's a lot to take in, but we all really missed you. Especially Piqué and Lillie." Fury muttered. "They came by everyday to check on you."
"They're the best!" Duck smiled largely.
"Jest got a job here. Same with Mr. Glasses over here." Fury pointed to a figure behind his back. Kace had just entered the room.
"Stop the nicknames while you're ahead, little boy. I could be calling you 'leather boy' or 'tight-pants' but you don't see me doing that, do you?" Kace hissed in response.
"HEY!" Fury yelled at the other demon.
Duck giggled at their childish fight.
"I missed you guys." She muttered through her laughter.
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