Disclaimer: I don't own Princess Tutu.

A/N: Okay, I'm going to update, even though I only got like, three reviews for the last chappy! And reviews are really my motivation to write this story after I totally lost my inspiration for it and forgot what I was going to put in it. So I'm going to end this now, this is the last chapter.

"Mytho, where are we going?" Fakir asked impatiently as Mytho led them through town, weaving through crowds, dragging Ahiru with them.

"Just right around the corner here." Mytho said as they turned into an unnoticed part of the town by an old brick building. They stood by an empty wall.

"And now what?" Fakir crossed his arms doubtfully as Mytho closed his eyes and pressed his hands on the wall. A green glow fell on the bricks before they creaked open to reveal a small entrance.

"This way." Mytho gestured.

Fakir gaped and was barely aware of Ahiru pulling him in after the two. The three of them walked down a narrow wooden path winding down into what seemed like an endless darkness. Ahiru shivered and held onto Fakir's arm as they walked and walked down. Mytho went on with determination, as if it was nothing. After about fifteen minutes, Ahiru relaxed and released Fakir's hand. Now they walked in a single file line as the steps narrowed.

"How much longer is this going to go?" Fakir asked. "Where the hell are you leading us?"

"You'll see." Mytho said. "You've been there before. Although you probably don't remember. You were in here alone with Ahiru before, weren't you?" He gave them a sly smirk, as if hinting at something, and Fakir blushed bright red.

"What do you know that I don't?" He demanded. Mytho just kept on walking with a slight laugh. "Hey, damn it, listen to me when I--"

Fakir was interrupted by a screech that came from behind him. "FAKIR!" The decaying steps had given out from under Ahiru and she was tipping backwards toward the emptiness below.

"AHIRU!" Both Mytho and Fakir cried at once, and Fakir lunged forward with agility he wasn't aware he posessed to reach for Ahiru's hand, and Mytho went to grab Fakir. The result was all three of them falling into the pitch-black abyss below.

Bracing themselves for death, Fakir and Ahiru grabbed onto each other and sqeezed their eyes shut. "Fakir..." Ahiru's fingers dug into Fakir's shirt as the air rushed by when a sudden blast of cold enveloped them as they sunk deep into water. Ahiru sprang into action, grasping Fakir's hand firmly and swimming with the ability of the duck she once was and breaking the surface. She and Fakir gasped lungfuls of air, and a moment later Mytho surfaced as well. The three struggled their way to the edge and hoisted themselves, panting onto dry, solid ground. Fakir and Ahiru looked at each other for a moment before breaking into laughter and hugging each other.

"Thank goodness." Fakir sighed. "I really thought we were going to die. You gave me a heart attack there when you fell, you klutz."

Ahiru just grinned sheepishly.

"Hey, Mytho, are you o... kay...?" Fakir turned to see what Mytho was staring at so silently. Ahiru's face fell into wonderment as well at the spectacle. Above the surface of the clear lake, suspended in the air was a diamond-like crystal, encasing a maiden with dark curls, unconsious inside.

"So that... is Princess Rue...?" Fakir breathed. "But how did she get here? Who did this?"

"I did." From behind the crystal, a maiden with fair skin, hair the same pale shade of red as Ahiru's, emerged wearing a feathery white tutu.

"P... Princess Tutu..." Mytho gasped. "But why? Why would you do such a thing?"

"Princess Tutu... why does that sound so familiar?" Fakir mused. He gasped. "It's the girl from my story! Oh god, my characters are coming to life. Then Mytho must be the Prince, and Rue the crow princess, and Ahiru..." He looked at Ahiru with wonder. "Ahiru is that duck! That means... oh god... I'm the knight! So this... it was all real?" Fakir felt almost dizzy with all these thoughts rushing through his head. Then something clicked in his head. He looked up at Princess Tutu. "Hey... didn't you disappear?" He asked.

"That's how you wrote it, didn't you? But... you never specified where I disappeared to... The place where I escaped in dormancy was in Ahiru's human heart. As long as she was a duck, I would remain there in eternal sleep. But you disturbed that balance by awakening Ahiru's human self, and therefore, awakening me. And so, here I am again." She sighed and slid a hand delicately along the smooth surface of the crystal.

"But why would you do this?" Mytho demanded. "You were always on our side, and you never did anything to hurt anyone!" His fists clenched. "So why...?"

"I am ashamed myself." Tutu looked down "But... why, Fakir? Why did the story have to end the way it did? You found everyone happiness in some shape or form, but what of me?" She cried, looking dispairingly at Fakir. "Why was I the only one who had to suffer? I LOVED Mytho, and never did anything to harm or hurt him like Rue, so why do I have to be alone?"

"I don't know, damn it! That's just how the story went!" Fakir growled. "How was I supposed to know what you wanted?" He crossed his arms. "Jeez, this story really does have a mind of it's own."

Tutu stepped forward on the water's surface, forming ripples where her toes touched, but never falling through. "Mytho... I was the one you truly loved, wasn't I? Just come with me, and we can be happy. Don't worry about Rue, no harm will come of her. She will just continue to sleep like this, as I was supoosed to..." She held out a hand to Mytho.

"Tutu. Maybe I had loved you before... okay, I DID love you before... but even though you have slept unchanging, the others around you have changed and moved on. People change... hearts change... and I'm sorry but... you are not the one I love anymore. I want... I want Rue back." Mytho told Tutu, his eyes downcast in guilt.

Tutu collapsed to her knees and a soft splash echoed as they came in contact with the water. She kneeled there, bent over, on it's surface. "Then... what of me? What... what will become of me? Where will I find happiness?" she cried, the tears making soft dripping noises as they fell into the water.

"T... Tutu..." Ahiru stammered out, pronouncing the syllables carefully, stepping forward.

Tutu looked up, her eyes streaming. "A... Ahiru?"

Ahiru smiled and nodded, before stepping onto the lake.

"AHIRU!" Fakir reached out to stop her, but like Tutu, her feet simply grazed the surface of the water as she walked across it, leaving trails of ripples behind her.

Tutu sat straighter now in wonder as Ahiru held out her hand to her. "Dance?" She asked. Tutu took her hand and let Ahiru pull her up. This time, Ahiru led the dance, spinning a bewildered Tutu in elegant circles as Mytho and Fakir watched breathlessly.

"Amazing. I didn't know Ahiru could dance like this." Mytho whispered. "Ironic. Princess Tutu was the one who healed people's heart with her dance, and now, I believe Ahiru is healing Tutu's heart with her dance."

As the dance ended, Tutu's feet slipped past the surface of the lake as she fell through with a teary smile. "Thank you, Ahiru..." She said through the warm light that enveloped them. Fakir stepped forward, surprisingly being able to walk over the water as well, as he took Ahiru's hands and pulled her back onto the shore before she could fall into the lake with her. As the three watched, the entire lake froze over to a sheet of glass and the crystal above shattered. Mytho sprung forward immediately to catch Rue as she fell. As he stood, holding her unconscious body, he looked into the lake, his eyes softening. "Tutu..."

Fakir and Ahiru looked as well, and something clenched their chests. Tutu lay in the lake, her hands clasped at her chest as if she was wishing, praying, her tears frozen on her eyelashes. Ahiru fell to her knees crying, wiping furiously at her tears. "Tutu... Princess Tutu... I'm sorry! Fakir... do you remember?"

Fakir knelt down next to Ahiru and hugged her. "Yes... yes, I remember."

Rue blinked into awakening. "Mytho?" She looked down into the lake. "Mytho, what happened?"

"Tutu... never did get a happy ending in this story, did she?" Mytho sighed and put Rue down, before kneeling on the lake. "I'm sorry, Tutu. Sweet dreams, Princess Tutu. Keep wishing, keep praying, and maybe they will come true someday..."

The cave around them trembled, and rocks began falling from the ceiling. Rue looked around and grabbed Mytho's arm. "We have to get out of here! The place is collapsing!"

Mytho jumped up, grabbing her wrist and calling out to Fakir and Ahiru, who stood up in panic. "Come on you two, I know a shortcut out!"

They gave one last look at Princess Tutu's frozen figure before running out without looking back.

As they reached the sunlight, Fakir took a downhearted Ahiru by the shoulders and turned her to face him before wiping her tears. "Maybe it was for the best, Ahiru. Maybe now, Princess Tutu can sleep peacefully without disturbance."

"Fakir!" Ahiru hugged him. "Can I... be with you from now on?"

"Of course..." Fakir leaned down and kissed her. "You can stay with me for as long as you want."

The sound of clapping and Rue's giggles came from behind them as they turned, blushing, to see Rue and Mytho still standing there, applauding them.

"Sorry to interrupt your love fest, but we're leaving now." Mytho laughed.

"Oh, already?" Ahiru asked, disappointed.

"Don't worry." Rue smiled. "We'll visit again soon. Now, why don't we leave you two alone? I'm sure you have a lot of catching up to do!" She winked.

After exchanging goodbyes, in a flash of light, Mytho and Rue disappeared.

Fakir and Ahiru looked at each other awkwardly for a minute. "S-so, what have you been up to for the past year?" Ahiru stammered.

Fakir smiled. "It doesn't matter." He leaned down and pulled Ahiru into a deep kiss.

The end. I totally don't like this ending. I had a lot more in plan, but not enough motivation. Oh well. I hope whoever reads it likes it.