Fakir ran through the halls in search for Ahiru. Mytho and Rue had begun their own search in separate areas to search as well. No one knew what was going on but decided that it would be easier to figure out if they were all together. Fakir kept thinking to himself that he knew he should have told them about the changes he had already noticed but he felt that there was a way to fix everything before it got to out of control.
Fakir also did not want to face the truth that it was he who most likely started the changes that were starting. He refused to believe that.
'I just wanted to bring her back, there's no reason that the rest of this should be happening.' Fakir thought to himself as he ran around a corner. He then stopped as he heard piano playing from the music building. Normally when he heard music coming from there, he usually ignored it but the melody caught him in a way that he needed to know who was playing it. It then stopped but this did not stop Fakir from making a run for the building almost as though, he knew exactly where to go. He knew there was only person who could play music like this that would catch him the way it did. This is where he found out the answers and even more questions to his ability and even the training he needed to face Drosselmeyer.
Fakir then had his own epiphany about after the incident with Drosselmeyer, he had stopped acknowledging Aotoa. He seemed to have vanished from his life after Drosselmeyer's story had ended. Fakir thought to himself about if this was a strange coincidence. He had never thought too much about it. The only change he had seen was that the memories of Mytho, Rue, and Ahiru had pretty much ceased to be.
Fakir felt as though the run to the room in the music room took an eternity but he finally reached the door and swung it open and his eyes widened and narrowed slightly as he saw Aotoa with her, with Ahiru. He had that snobbish stare of his on his face. He held her wrist in the air and by the expression on Ahiru's face, it wasn't lightly. Fakir quickly snapped out of the shock of the scene was seeing as his eyes narrowed into a glare. He ran over and pushed himself between the two, pushing Aotoa into a wall.
"What do you think you're doing, Aotoa! Keep your hands off her!" Fakir pinned Aotoa into the wall, ready to protect Ahiru even more than he already had. Aotoa quickly pushed Fakir away and pointed at Ahiru who was on the floor sobbing.
"She's back! Don't you wonder why she is back? I saw her walking around in the courtyard and so I brought her here! She shouldn't be here and not in this form! I asked her what had happened and she wished for all of it. She wished for all of this and now it's happened! Then later I see Rue and Mytho walking around!" Aotoa turned away from Fakir and turned his gaze onto Ahiru, "Do you realize what you have done! You've set the story into motion again you stupid girl! You're going to lead us into a tragic ending like Drosselmeyer intended all along."
Fakir backed away from the two. His eyes became distant and harsh. Could Aotoa be right? Could he have set another story into motion? No, that couldn't be right. He had just wanted to talk to Ahiru again. He didn't mind not having Rue and Mytho come back. He hadn't wished for that at all. Fakir looked over to the sobbing Ahiru and bent down next to her. All he could do was stare at her. He wanted to hold her and tell her everything was ok. Ahiru looked up at Fakir with tears streaming down her face. She tried to speak but put her face into the palms of her hands and wept until she could gain her composure once again. She faced Fakir once again and it was the first time Fakir had heard Ahiru's voice in two years. His eyes relaxed with concern and his mouth opened slightly as he wanted to say something to her but no words came to mind.
"Everyone was happy with their original roles and I thought I had always been but then I wanted something that wasn't me. Everyone was happy with how everything was and my wish set everything off balance," Ahiru couldn't hold back anymore tears and wept as she continued speaking, "Now I don't know what to do. I keep wishing to return to my original form but it won't happen!" Ahiru returned her face to her palms. Fakir then grabbed Ahiru and squeezed her to his chest and helped her off the floor and squeezed her closer.
"This isn't Ahiru's fault! She enjoyed seeing me everyday at the lake. She smiled at me and listened to all the stories I had to tell her. She enjoyed the storybooks I would bring to read her. She didn't wish for this, I did!"
-Next Chapter coming soon-