Chapter 2: Of Fools and Idiots

Theme: # 15. Take a hint ; Scram!

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There she was; the orange-haired blur, also known as Ahiru. She had most likely just come from her ballet class. But thinking back to my encounter with her before, I silently wondered how such a klutz could ever hope to do ballet.

"Idiot. She's probably here to do something pointless like apologizing to Mytho for his injury..." I mused to myself, silently coming up behind her.

Whatever she was up to, she seemed so caught up in it to even notice me approach. Watching her with amusement, I almost wished I knew what crazy thoughts were going through her mind.

"You're staring, idiot," My thoughts cut in, "Doubt she'll be intimidated by you any longer if she catches you gawking at her like some love-struck fool."

Shaking that from my mind, I adjusted my face into a scowl and coolly spoke up. Love-struck? Hah- yah right. Like I'd ever be interested in an idiot like this...

"You're in the way."

She snapped her head around and glared at me. No doubt, she probably didn't think too highly of me after that morning. But, probably still not certain how to act around me, she managed to drop her irritated glance in favor of a more kind, innocent one. I had to resist the urge to smirk.

"Um... um... Mytho-sempai..." She stammered. Closing my eyes, and sticking my hands in my pockets- I casually walked right past her. Hopefully, she'd get the hint and get the hell out of there.

"He's not here," I muttered. Beside me, she held back a growl of irritation and continued to turn on the charm.

"Then...um... Where is he?"

I opened the door, wondering just why the hell fate decided to throw this sort of problem my way. Wasn't the fact I had to put up with Mytho and his stupid heroics bad enough? Sometimes, I wondered if someone out there was just pulling strings so they could laugh at me frantically trying to keep the story contained.

"Go away," I yelled back. Just like everyone else, this girl- this...Ahiru, had no business around Mytho. She didn't know the truth of the story. No one knew, except me. And that's why it was my duty to keep it from turning into reality anymore than it already had. If any of the other characters from the story appeared... if the raven appeared... I just wasn't sure if I'd be a strong enough knight to protect Mytho.

Slamming the door behind me, I felt it collide with something. Sure enough, a muffled "ow!" echoed through the door.

"Idiot, can't you take a hint and scram?" I fumed, looking behind me. Of course, there she was with bright blue eyes acting like nothing was wrong at all. Damn idiot, stuck in a door and acting like the world is just peachy keen. What the hell was with her anyways?

Not fazed at all, she posed a question, "How's his injury?"

And since I knew she wasn't going to just walk away like I so wanted her to, I gave a reply, "It wasn't anything serious."

"I'd like to apologize to him."

Inwardly, I cursed at myself for predicting the idiot's intent.

"There's no need."

She slid down the door's crack and stood quickly; turning serious- she started yelling at me. It looked like her irritation with me had finally hit its boiling point and she'd dropped the nice-girl act. Glaring back at her, I waited for her retort.

"Are you always like this when you talk to people?"

"No...just you," I thought to myself, not quite expecting that sort of question. And not wanting her to think that that meant anything special, I slammed the door in her face.

Did she have even the slightest idea how being around her messed with my head? Damn emotions and premonitions... just damn them both. The whole day was just driving me insane. Between this girl just showing up- by all indications- out of nowhere and then her sudden penchant for trying to get around Mytho. It just plain infuriated me.

Climbing the stairs, I found myself remembering talking to Rachel when I was a child. For some reason, it seemed to fit what was happening now. And that thought both comforted me and yet- worried me.

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"You know, Fakir. Mytho will always be the ones girls pick if you keep brooding like this."

"Rachel! Why would I care about a stupid girl?"

She laughed at me then, "Someday, Fakir. Someday you'll meet someone. And no matter how much you might try to deny it, they'll make themselves an important part of your life. Just don't get jealous if it seems they only have eyes for Mytho. I'm sure, with time, someone will see the person you keep trying to hide underneath your tough facade."

"Hmph! I'm the knight, I don't have time to fall in love."

"Even brave knights have hearts, Fakir. Remember that."

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Reaching the door to my dorm, I paused. Sure- I had a heart. Unlike Mytho, I did have a heart although I'm sure by my actions, some people might not quite believe it at times. But that was because I had to put Mytho first, above everything else. If he was to get hurt- if the story was to start again, I had to be ready to act.

Then again, I had been gawking at her like a love-struck fool. And I'd asked around until I'd found out her name. Sighing in resignation, I quickly reassured myself of two things. One, I was only staring because she was an idiot and idiots often give cause to be gawked at. And two, I only sought her name so I could yell it at her if she tried to bother Mytho again.

Yep, that was it. And confident that that was over, I entered the room to check on Mytho. My mind only dwelling on Ahiru long enough to get mad at her for making Mytho act so stupid. Not that I was calling her by name now or anything... Stupid idiot.

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