The Swan Princess
By HyogasLadySwan
Genre: Romance
Category: Princess Tutu
Pairing: Ahiru and Fakir
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Princess Tutu if I did the second season would have ended better then it did ;
Chapter 01 – Wish By The Light of the Full Moon
It was another beautiful summer day out. That meant that school was out for the summer and Fakir could spend more time at the lake with Ahiru. Fakir looked up at the sky. It was going to be a beautiful summer night. A Perfect night for a campout by the lake, with a big beautiful full moon in the night sky. Fakir imagined the sight of the full moon touching the lake.
"QUACK!"
"Gwaaa!" Fakir opened his eyes and was startled by the little yellow duck glaring at him only inches from his face.
"QUACK! QUACK!" "Are you paying attention to me you dum dum head!"
"Huh? Oh, did you want something Ahiru?"
"Quack . . ." "Never mind . . ." sighed Ahiru.
"Hey Ahiru? How would you like it if I camped out here tonight? There is suppose to be a full moon tonight and I bet it would look pretty cool here at the lake. Last time I camped down here, it was a new moon, so it was pretty dark, remember?"
"Quack!" "That sounds fun!"
Ahiru was blushing. Fakir had come back later in the evening with a small tent and some food and set himself up next to the lake. He had picked Ahiru up, sat down, and leaned against the big oak tree. Ahiru was blushing now because, Fakir had fallen asleep at some point and was clutching her tightly to his chest.
'Oh . . . he smells so good. I wish I could be human again, even if it was only for one night.' Next thing she knew, she her face was getting closer to Fakir's. 'Oh my God! I am going to kiss him! But why? I can't stop myself!'
Fakir felt something soft pressed against his lips. It felt like someone was kissing him. Was it Ahiru? No, that was impossible, not only would she never do that, she was a duck and this didn't feel like a duck's bill. Fakir opened his eyes and met with a familiar pair of deep blue ones.
Ahiru blinked back at Fakir. She was kissing him! He was probably going to get really mad at her now. But she could help but think how much she liked it. She moved away from him laughing nervously.
"Oops! Sorry Fakir!" 'Why am I so Cold? WAIT DID I JUST SAY THAT OUTLOUD?' Ahiru was in shock, she looked down. 'I'm a girl again! I don't believe it . . . I . . . I'M NAKED!'
In the blink of an eye Ahiru had jumped back and splashed down into the lake.
"A . . . hiru?" Fakir's voice inquired. Ahiru looked up from the lake. Fakir's face was red and his hand was covering his lips. He was staring at her.
Ahiru realizing he was probably upset with her for not only kissing him, but kissing him while she was naked, stood up and bowed.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sor . . ."
"DON'T STAND!" Hollered Fakir, covering his eyes. This time he didn't have her clothes to throw at her and cover her up.
"Gaaa!" Ahiru screamed ducking back into the water again. Fakir got up and went into his tent. He came back with a white button up shirt.
"Go into my tent and put this on." Fakir said, handing Ahiru the shirt. The minute it was in her hand he darted behind a tree, to wait for her to change. He slid down the tree. He brought his hand to his lips and touched them lightly. What was wrong with him? Ahiru had just turned back into a girl and all he could think about was her kissing him. Why? It wasn't like her enjoyed it or anything . . . okay so maybe he did, but he wasn't going to admit that to anyone, least of all himself.
"It's okay Fakir, you can come out now," said Ahiru. Fakir came out from behind the tree. Ahiru was sitting on the grass, leaning against the oak tree. "I turned into a girl again Fakir."
"Gee, aren't you observant? I didn't notice!" said Fakir sarcastically. He winced after he said it. He was being mean to her again. He looked at her. She looked sad suddenly and had pulled her legs to her chest. "Ahiru, I'm sorry, I didn't . . ."
". . . Fakir?"
"What is it?"
"I'm sorry I kissed you." Fakir's face went red.
"It's okay, I didn't mind . . ."
"WHA!"
"That's not what I meant! Of course I didn't like it! I mean, it's not that I didn't like it, it's just . . ."
"Hey Fakir?"
"What now?" asked Fakir still flustered.
"How do you think I turned back into a girl?"
Fakir walked over, sat beside her, and looked up at the moon. When he sat down, he was apparently oblivious to how close he was sitting to Ahiru. He was so close that his hand was on hers. Ahiru noticed this and jumped back a little.
" I don't know . . . what's wrong now?" he asked seeing the nervousness on her face.
"N . . . nothing!" 'Why am I so nervous about Fakir sitting so close to me? I know I kissed him, but that was an accident. Besides, Fakir is just my friend! But then why did it hurt to hear him say he didn't like it when I kissed him? I can't like Fakir, I am suppose to love Mytho. . . . But Mytho choose to make Rue his Princess not me and Fakir has been so kind to me. No, no, no, I am NOT in love with Fakir. Wait did I just say love? Oh my god I did, but that . . .'
"AHIRU!" Fakir yelled in her ear.
"Huh? What were you saying?"
"I asked what happened right before you turned back into a girl? Did anything strange happen? Did you think or feel anything odd at the time?"
"Um let's see . . .I remember you were holding me, then I looked up at you and you were asleep and then . . ."
I wish I could be human again, even if it was only for one night.
"And then what?" asked Fakir seeing the funny look on Ahiru's face.
"I looked at you, and then I wished I could be human again . . ." said Ahiru, hoping Fakir wouldn't take that strangely.
"Why would that wish suddenly come true after all this time? It doesn't make sense. Why now?" Fakir pondered. "I've tried writing a story to turn you back into a girl, but that never worked . . . I mean . . ."
"You tried to write a story about me being a girl again? Fakir!" Ahiru leaned over and hugged him. Fakir face turned red and his temperature began to rise. He scowled.
"Yeah, well you know . . ." There was a pause. "You can let go now."
"SORRY!" cried Ahiru letting go of Fakir.
"It's late, we can worry about this in the morning." said Fakir. At this they both got up Fakir headed for his tent, but stopped when he noticed Ahiru was heading for the lake. "Idiot!"
Fakir reached out and grabbed her braid and puller her back.
"Your not a duck anymore, you can't sleep ON the lake."
"Oh yeah!"
"You can sleep in my tent."
"Then where will you sleep?"
"But that's not fair! It's your tent, I can't just take it and make you sleep out on the grass!"
"You're a girl, get over it, it's what a knight does."
"No!"
Well, then what do you propose we do!"
"I can't believe I'm doing this." Growled Fakir.
"Aw, come on, stop whining. It's not like there is anyone here to say anything. You just stay on that side and I'll stay on this side."
"I'm not whining."
". . .yes you are . . ."
"Ow! Damn it, what the hell . . ." Fakir had been woken up by a sharp pain in his leg. "Damn it Ahiru."
Ahiru was sprawled on her back and was laying like a star fish, with a big sleep bubble slowing deflating and inflating itself. She flailed for a second, and this time knocked him upside the head with head. Before he had a chance to recover, her other hand came at him. He managed to catch, but now she was flailing her legs. Her inwardly cursed. He grabbed her other arm and straddled her pinning her arms down, trying to get her to stop moving.
". . . fakir . . ."
"Wha Wha . . ." Fakir's face went red yet again. Why was she calling out his name in her sleep. He looked down. She was giggling. Then without warning, she twisted herself so that Fakir fell off and landed on his side. Before he could protest, she had grabbed onto the front of his shirt and was holding on tightly, snuggling into his chest.
". . . fakir . . ."
This was going to be hard to explain in the morning.
"Quack . . ." "Good morning Fakir. . ." Ahiru yawned and opened up her eyes and realized she was cuddled up to Fakir. 'Did I just quack? Oh no! I'm a duck again!'
AN: Thanks, I got reviews fast for the first one! Chapter 2 will be up shortly
Thanks,
HyogasLadySwan
