"I'm sorry, Ahiru…"
No matter what I do, I can't do anything to help her. I've tried writing it again and again… it's just not flowing… it's as if I'm afraid to write it…
"Quu…"
Why does she have to be this way?
"Ah, sorry for making you worry. Where do you want to go today, Ahiru?"
Because for now, this is all I can do for you.
"Qua… Qua? Qua!"
"The Academy again? You want to come with me to class?"
"Qua!"
Some semblance of a smile. "Idiot. And what if I say no?"
"QuuuuuuuuuuuuuuAAAAAAA!!!!"
"Hahaha, okay."
"Qu!"
"Where will I hide you this time? And stay quiet, last time that idiot Neko tried to propose to me when you quacked out of nowhere."
"Quua."
"Hahaha. Just kidding! But be quiet."
"Qua."
I miss the Academy.
I miss Rue-chan, Mytho, Neko-sensei, everyone…
I miss dancing ballet most of all. That's why I want to watch you dance, Fakir. You look beautiful when you dance.
Beautiful. Your dance today is so lonely, Fakir. Why are you so lonely?
Like Mytho, when he didn't have his heart…
What can I do to make you smile again, Fakir?
So sad.
But so beautiful.
"Quu…"
"You liked it?"
"Qua!"
Yes.
"Thank you. Ahiru…"
"Qua?"
Yes, Fakir?
"Do you want to dance the pas de deux with me?"
"QUAAAAAAAAAAAAAA??????????"
Whaaaaaaaattt??? B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-but I'm a d-d-d-du----
"Just kidding."
"Quuuuuuuuuuuuu…"
You're mean, Fakir!
Laughter.
"…"
Fakir, one day I will make you smile again. Because for now, this is all I can do for you.
"QUAA!!"
"Hey! My leg!"
Because for now, this is all I can do for you.
Laugh with me, Fakir.
Laugh with me, Ahiru.