Fakir was out for a walk near the girls dormitories. He stopped when he heard a familiar voice, it was Ahiru.

She was speaking with someone. He hid behind a tree for some reason. "I…I love you" said Ahiru to the unknown person, which Fakir couldn't see. Fakir felt like his heart just broke into millions of pieces and that his world was falling apart.

"Why, do I fell like this?" he asked himself as he stared at his hand. He felt something warm and wet roll down his cheeks. 'Am I crying? Why? Just because Ahiru confess her love to…maybe Mytho? No, then it would have been a bright light. Then who?' he thought.

Next day

Fakir sat on the floor listening to Neko-sensei's class. The door opened and there stood Ahiru. A great pain and anger filled Fakir. 'Where is he?' he looked behind Ahiru to see if someone was there with her.

"Miss Ahiru, You are late. I'm starting to wonder if you really want to MARRY ME!" he said as he started to sweat. And Ahiru shook her head.

"Then sit down Miss Ahiru"

As she walked over to the rest of the class, Fakir took the chance to see where she was going to sit. She sat beside two girls. And he sighed. 'Crap, maybe his not in one of this classes'

He glared at Ahiru during the whole lesson. Ahiru notice it and was more embarrassed than usual.

The rest of the week Fakir follow Ahiru where ever she went, or more like he was stalking her. He had to admit it but he was jealous of the mystery boy that Ahiru had confessed her love too. But he didn't find out about him. The only boy she meet was Author and that ridiculous Femio, and Ahiru didn't seem very interested in neither of them.

'Then who?' he asked himself. Maybe he should confront her about it and he did.

"Ahiru?" he called out her name sounding as he always did, like he was annoyed.

"Yes, Fakir?" she replied sounding very nervous.

"The other night…" he was embarrassed.

"Yes…?" she started to mumble and speak very fast.

"I heard you talk to someone, who was it?" he asked, he blushed because he was embarrassed. And Ahiru blushed because…why was Ahiru blushing?

"Aa…nobody?" she said trying to look down on the ground.

"Don't lie to me! Who was it?" he demanded to know.

"What did I say?" she replied.

"That you loved someone" he replied and her face turned into tomato red.

"I..I…I wasn't talking to anyone, I was practicing" she stammered.

"Practicing?" he gave her a questionable look.

"On confessing my love" she answered. 'So she hadn't confessed her love to someone' Fakir thought and smiled. 'Wait, that means she going to confess it to someone' Fakirs heart felt like someone was crushing it.

"To whom?" he asked trying to sound like he didn't care.

Ahirus face turned even redder. "To you" she whispered. "What? I didn't hear you?" he said.

"To you, Fakir…I LOVE YOU!" she said. "Quack!" and she transformed into her true form, a yellow duck. Fakir picked her up, he was blushing like mad. "I love you too Ahiru" he said and hugged her.