HEY! HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER! FAKIR MAY SEEM A LITTLE OOC BUT I TRIED. HE'S SUPPOSED TO SEEM JEALOUS.
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I DO NOT OWN PRINCESS TUTU
I DO OWN THE PERSONAS
"Okay, now lift." Fakir spoke loudly to the class. They all changed position.
"Good." He praised. All the girls started to blush and stutter as he strode by them. Fakir just rolled his eyes.
The door opened and Zenon stood there. He seemed like he was fuming.
"YOU LEFT HER THERE?" He yelled in Fakir's face.
"Calm down." Fakir snapped.
"WITH HIM?" Zenon spluttered.
All of Fakir's students were staring with confused expressions at the two men.
"Kace is there with her. So are Jest and Tristan." Fakir explained in a low tone.
"So, the most irresponsible brothers? You know, the crazy ones?" Zenon was still ranting loudly. The class pretended not to notice.
"Why are you talking to me then? Why don't you go keep an eye on them?"
"Fine." Zenon huffed and spun on his heel and stormed out.
"Moody demon." Fakir hissed and turned his attention back to the class. "Now…Where were we?"
"Is that your brother?" One girl asked.
"Somewhat." Fakir responded. "But get back to work. Position three please."
"What were they talking about?" One boy asked his friend.
"Probably some girl." Another boy responded.
"That must be why he's had a substitute most of the time."
"Yeah." Another one agreed.
"I'd prefer if you stopped talking about my personal life and went back to your warm-ups." Fakir spoke loudly while glaring at the boys.
"Sorry." They said simultaneously.
-Next class-
"Hi Fakir!" Duck yelled as she walked into the room. Everyone's attention snapped to the door.
"H…hi. I'm Duck! I'm a senior this year...I was just coming to see my friend Fakir." She was talking really quietly as she said this.
"Duck. Come here." Fakir motioned for her to follow him.
"You're not supposed to be out of the hospital! You know that!" He told her.
"But… I missed you guys. No one was really coming to visit me. I get that you have classes and all… but it was still really lonely. Jest let me out early!"
"Jest is not a doctor. You should go back."
"Please? Can I stay? I haven't been here in so long. I miss dancing." Duck pleaded
"Fine. Only because I- never mind." Fakir responded
"You what? TELL ME!" Duck chirped
"No. Go on Duck." Fakir snapped as he shooed her off.
"Fiiiine." She whined as she stomped off into the other room. Everyone was staring at her.
Duck noticed a boy in the back of the class whispering to himself. Even after everyone had stopped looking at her his eyes stayed trained on her.
"Uh hi…" She waved to him. His body jerked and he seemed to be coming out of a daze. He just grinned evilly and went back to his warmups.
-Next month-
"Okay. Time to leave, it's the first day of the new school term, Duck." Fakir prodded at her sleeping form. He already had his instructor's uniform on, and his gear ready.
"Bwah?" Duck muttered as she rubbed her eyes with sleep.
"Here, put these on." He instructed her as he held out her uniforms, dancing and school.
"Okay…" She mumbled as she grabbed the uniform and stalked out of the room to get ready.
He was not looking forward to the day. The demons were enrolling in the school as well, on Kace's orders to fit in. Of course, Kace did not happen to comply with his own rule.
"This sucks." Fury grumbled as he walked out his room wearing his uniform. He hated it.
"Hey! We're twinners!" Jest yelled as he bounced down the hall and wrapped his arms around Fury.
"Get off." Fury spat as he threw the demon off of him.
"HELLO! I am ready to be gawked at by hordes of females in tights!" Zenon sang as the twirled down the hall clad in his purple leotard.
"No." Jamison said solemnly as he brushed by his brethren. He was wearing the uniform, but without the blazer.
Kace strode past them all wearing his uniform and holding a briefcase.
"Lookin' fine there, my bro!" Jest called down the hall after Kace. He was in an unnaturally hyper mood today, even for him.
Fakir just grumbled and slipped past the giant gathering in the hall of his house.
Fury dropped the bagel that he was biting into when Duck entered the room. She was wearing her ballet gear, since her first class period was ballet.
Fury looked around and saw that everyone else in the room was staring at her. A long whistle rang through the room.
Fakir's head snapped to look at the culprit, Jest. If only looks could kill, he would be a pile of ashes.
"Hi…! Happy new semester!" Duck chirped as she took a seat between Fakir and Fury.
Much to Fakir's dislike, Fury would not stop staring at her. Fakir glared daggers at the demon.
Fury smirked and went back to eating.
The group began the short walk to the Kinkan ballet academy. Fakir had possessively entwined his fingers with Duck's as they walked.
Jest was skipping along with his short green hair rustling like leaves as he moved.
The other walked quietly along grumbling about 'crazy human schools' and 'stupid dancing'.
"I don't want to learn dancing." Fury spat
"You do want to fit in, don't you?" Kace responded.
"Yes."
"DUCK!" Two voices rang out. Fakir looked over to see Pique and Lilie running towards them.
"Who are these two?" Jest asked as Pique and Lilie latched themselves onto Duck and began to drag her away from Fakir.
"Bye guys!" Duck yelled as they dragged her away.
Fakir frowned and put his hands in his pockets.
Fury chuckled and headed off towards his first class, ballet.
Fury stalked into the classroom to find that he wasn't the only one there. Autor, Pique, Lilie, Duck, and other students were already getting ready. Pique was helping Duck stretch, while Lilie tried her hardest to get Autor to stop reading his book.
Fury just walked over and took off his over jacket. He wore a black leotard with black with black tights and a dark red hoodie. He stuffed his hands in the pockets and walked over to the middle of the room.
"Everyone take a seat." Fakir announced as he entered the room.
The class obeyed and sat on the floor, while Fury just stood resting his shoulder against the wall.
"That means you too." Fakir told Fury.
Fury rolled his eyes and walked over and sat down next to Duck.
"Hiya!" Duck greeted as he sat down next to her.
"Hi." He responded as he went back to glaring off into nowhere.
"Why are you sad?" Duck whispered as Fakir started to announce the next dancers.
"I'm not. What makes you think that?"
"Just the way you were looking off into space…never mind!" She chirped and went back to paying attention to Fakir's instructions.
"Okay." Fury responded as he listened back to Fakir.
"Were you two even listening?" Fakir asked as he stared down Duck and Fury.
"Yes." Fury said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Because you're just so interesting."
The tension in the room became like a fog as Fakir and Fury glared at each other.
"Guys…?" Duck asked waving her hands in front of them.
"What?" They asked simultaneously, and the air cleared of anger.
The class seemed to relax back into their slouched positions, awaiting instruction.
"Anyway. The next dancers will be Duck and Fury. Just because they weren't paying attention."
"But Fakir… I'm really bad at this." Duck whined.
"Uh, It's Mr. Drossel." Fakir corrected her. "And I don't really care. You weren't listening, so you get to dance."
Fakir nodded to the penguin piano player and the slow dramatic music began to play. It was Tchaikovsky piece. Fury ruefully smirked, this used to be his father's favorite song.
He slowly began to dance around Duck as she weakly attempted to keep to the beat. The emotions that Fury was portraying were unlike anything Duck had seen from the boy.
They told of sadness, betrayal, and instability. Duck picked up on this and began to dance in rhythm with the demon.
Fakir frowned. He had expected Fury to just storm off and give up, but here he was still dancing.
Slowly, the song came to an end. Fury lifted Duck into his arms and above his head, pausing for dramatic effect as the music stopped.
Cheers and whistles rang through the room.
Slowly, Fakir started to clap. "Very good. Good job Fury, you did an outstanding job at portraying your emotions in that piece. Duck, you were an amazing addition to the number, you seemed to be the only source of happiness in that whole dance."
"Err…thanks…?" Fury mumbled and sat back down in his moody huff.
"Thanks Faki- I mean Mr. Drossel!"
"Next, Pique and Autor." Fakir announced.
"I did not sign up for this." Autor grumbled as he made his way to the front of the room.
"Same here bud." Pique responded as they went into position for the Waltz of the Sugar Plum Fairies.
The same boy sat in the back of the room, with his smirk on his face, his iridescent green eyes staring at the back of the redhead's scalp.
PLEASE REVIEW! WHO DO YOU THINK THE BOY IS, OR WHY HE IS INTERESTED IN DUCK?
TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK... SHOULD I POST MORE OF THEM IN CLASS OR SHOULD IT BE OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL? SHOULD I KEEP THE CREEPY BOY IN? I HAVE A VAGUE IDEA OF HOW I COULD USE HIM IN THE STORY... BUT TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!
