(Note: I don't own Princess Tutu, so don't think I do. P.S. Some japanese is spoken.)
Them, now he was really thinking dirty, he had plans from the begininng...
Fakir made sure the water was hot enough to make them warm, but not to scald them, he turned the handle to stop the water and get
Ahiru. She was still shivering in her sleep, he picked her up and brought her into the bath. She immediately woke up upon touching the
water, her face turned bright red and she figeted, which made Fakir's grip even tighter. "Shhh! Charon doesn't know your here... In my
bath... With me." He whispered, a little red at the thought of it. Ahiru looked at Fakir with a very red face, "Fakir...?" She asked. "Yes?"
He replied. "Can I please get off you lap? There's something under me..." She said, getting up to the other side of the tub, which was
smaller than Fakir expected. Ahiru looked at him strange, since his face was still red and he had his hands between his legs, trying
without avail, to hide something. She reached for his hand, which made him more flustered, "It's nothing!" He muttered, splashing water
some water out of the tub when he tried to catch Ahiru's hand. Too late. She snatched her hand back up, "It's slimy!" She screetched.
Fakir was wondering is Charon was dead by now, but after all, he is a deep sleeper... He sighed and lifted his hands, "You've never
taken sex education, have you?" He said with a dull look on his face. She shook her head, but she knew what the word meant, she hung
out with other girls, she'd know. Fakir placed his arms on both sides of Ahiru, pinning her to the side of the tub, "Would you like me to
teach you?" He asked, a look of lust in his eyes.