Hey again people! Ya, I'm updating already. Becuase I was just bored, so I just decided to get the story goooooinng. yay!
Soft pitter pattering of shoes echoed threwout the empty hallways, mixing with the coughing of a black lung.
"Damnit.." Fakir stopped abruptly and put his white knuckle against the wall, starting to slowly tap against it.
Thunder roared in the backround, and lightning struck, highlighting Fakirs built form. He knew what he had to do. He knew Duck's secret. Grasping at his head, he felt it pounding, pounding, pounding with the sound of hid heartbeat. Should he have ever gotten her from her classroom? Was it smart? Another flash of lightning, and another roar of thunder. "DAMNIT!" He turned around quickly, throwing his fist against the light brown wooden wall.
"Fakir?" Another presence was felt as Duck walked threwout the great halls of the world famous balle school. She saw him. She saw past him, she saw everything around him. "Fakir?" She mumbled again. Was it him? She had to know. Did he know her secret? She took another step towards him, her soft black shoes not making a sound. "Fakir, please. I'm here.. I'm here to help you. Just.." She felt a sudden rush, as thunder was heard above them, and threw the top windows, you could see the pouring rain, splashing a death wish where people didn't want to go.
Fakirs Point of view
'I can feel her. It's true. Her aura is wonderful. It reminds me of so many beautiful things. So many things I should never remember again. I can also make out a small scent. Is it Blossoms? perhaps so. Whatever she's wearing, it mixes well with the smell of a nice thunderstorm. How.. How could I not have known her secret? It was right infront of me. She looks just as beautiful as Princess Tutu. Looking at her, you don't think her to be elegant, but she is. Do I just not want to believe it? How did it ever come to this? Please, Ahiro, Tell me now. Are you really Princess Tutu?'
end of Fakirs POV
Ahiro stood there in silence, eyes lowered to the ground, one hand above the other, infront of her, resting on her stomache. He seemed angry. 'Oh, God, if Only he knew', she thought frantically, as she thought of things to do. "Things happen, Ahiro." She looked up from the not-so-interesting ground. He had finally spoken.
Nodding frantically, she took another step towards him, only to be greeted with another step back from him. What was wrong? Just that morning, she had her normal life still. Being a secret princess to save Mutos heart sometimes, but a clumsy duck turned into a girl most of the time. Her 'normal' life. Or was this normal? She really didn't know anymore. She didn't want to know.
"Just this morning, Fakir.. Just this morning you called me from class and told me.." She smiled, "You told me you loved me." She felt her eyes beginning to water. 'I cannot cry, I cannot cry.. I cannot cry!' She decided to continue, hoping her voice wouldn't crack. "What was that?" She felt her voice raise. "Did it not mean anything to you! I'm sorry I just cannot love you, I can't!" She felt her heart beat faster. Faster. Faster. The tears were spilling. It was like the pouring rain outside. Like a thunderstorm. Her tears were the rain, the thump of her heart was the roar of the thunder. The next thing she did, she couldn't even regard her doing. It was like the lightning outside. Sharp and unpredicted.
She ran to him, and slapped him.
Hard.
neh.. its not really good, and its really short, i know. I hate it when people write short stories, and here I am doing it. lol. I just.. ran outta ideas. I know it jumped pretty quickly, but i'll explain that in the next chapter. if its confusing im so sorry!