Gah, recently I've been following a blog named "Ask Fakir" on tumblr. I really love that one. It's really fun when people put their time and effort to do something like that. It's so fun to imagine how Fakir would answer if someone made all those questions for him. I kinda loved that part when a fan asked how many children Fakir wanted with Ahiru and he was blushing furiously. If you too wanna read and ask "Fakir" some questions, then go to .com.

Once upon a time, there was a swan that dreamed about humanity. The swan fell in love with a prince. One day, a witch came to the swan and offered a way to become a princess with her magic. But she will never be able to tell her love for the prince.

The prince fell in love with her, but since she couldn't confess her love for him, he married someone else.

And the swan, who wished for humanity died of a broken heart.

Act 4: Feelings

Fakir was tired as he walked towards his house where he lived. He was still wondering about the scream he heard. It sounded just like Ahiru, but it was filled with pain and sorrow. Fakir had never asked Ahiru if she was alright about the decision of becoming a duck. When he danced with her the last time she was human, it seemed like it. Fakir didn't want to admit it, but… he missed that. Sometimes, Fakir was wondering if he would use his powers of Drosselmeyer and write a story about Ahiru becoming a girl again, but then he would probably be irresponsable just like him. He didn't want to manipulate and control her life like Drosselmeyer did. For Drosselmeyer, Ahiru was just a puppet that he gave a role to. He didn't care if Ahiru got hurt; he just wanted to have a beautiful story with a sad ending at any cost. Fakir didn't want to do that.

On the other hand, he would have the power to make himself a duck if he just wrote about it. In that way, it would be easier. He would be able to live with Ahiru forever in that pond as a duck.

But was he ready for it? He didn't know. He knew that he cared for her. He knew that he hated to see her suffer, because it broke his heart to see her that way. He was blushing. Did he love Ahiru as a lover? He was confused.

Ahiru was looking at Fakir with her bright big blue duck eyes. She was so cute.

"It's nothing. I was just thinking" he said as he continued to blush.

Fakir entered the kitchen. With care, he put down Ahiru on the floor. Ahiru flew up and sat on the table, waiting for Fakir to prepare for the meal.

Fakir smiled. Even though Ahiru was a duck, she refused to eat only bread as a meal just like she did before. She wanted to eat his food that he cooked. In that way, it was like she was still a girl. Why was Fakir thinking of her as a girl? Ahiru is Ahiru.

While Fakir was preparing for the meal, Ahiru was watching the moon outside. She couldn't forget that moment when she met Engel and he singed and danced with her. It was totally diffrent from the moment she met Mytho. Mytho was just dancing next to the lake. He didn't really see her; he was lost in his own dance. He was lonely, Mytho. He didn't have a heart back then and his eyes where filled with sadness and indiffrence. Engel was diffrent. He has feelings, but he seemed troubled about Mytho. It was like the feeling of anger grew in him everytime she mentioned Mytho's name. Did Mytho hurt him? She couldn't believe that. Mytho was a warm and loving person when he had all his heart back. Rue-chan was happy with him.

"Are you hurt, Ahiru-chan? Does it hurt that he didn't choose you?"

No! No! She was happy that Mytho and Rue are together. Fakir told her that they were invited to their wedding. Rue looked so happy with Mytho. They looked good together. Rue had the chance to tell Mytho what she felt for him, Ahiru couldn't do that. She couldn't even tell Fakir about her feelings for him. She wished that she would be able to do that.

" Ahiru! Dinner is ready!"

For the third time, Fakir was telling Ahiru that dinner was ready, but it seems like Ahiru was in deep thoughts. Fakir was wondering what was wrong with Ahiru. She seems down for a reason. In silence, they sat and eat. Ahiru wasn't eating properly as she used to. Normally she would have eaten his food fast. But today she had something on her mind.

Fakir was worried that Ahiru was getting ill. She was not herself today. Usually Ahiru was cheerful and quacked a lot. But today she was quiet and didn't eat well.

"Maybe I should take you to a vet tomorrow so you could get a check up. What's wrong Ahiru? Would you try to tell me?"

Ahiru shook her head. Don't worry about me, Fakir. I will be all right. There's nothing to worry about, Ahiru was thinking for herself.

Fakir sighed.

"Even if you can't tell me things with words anymore, I still want you to know that you can tell me everything that is bothering you. You can always try to tell me things with your dance. Hopefully I will understand what you're trying to tell me."

He hugged Ahiru. Fakir's arms were warm and loving. She felt safe. Then suddenly she felt tears falling down. Fakir was crying.

"I'm sorry for letting you see me like this again. But I just don't want to lose you. I want to be able to protect you from any danger. You're so small, so fraigle. If I lose you, I don't know what to do. Please be careful."

Ahiru closed her eyes. Her little duckheart was beating so fast and she felt how Fakir's heart was beating next to hers. His heart beated strongly in his body, like a melody. Fakir was her knight, her author. He's the one that will write her story. She would stay with him forever until she dies. That was her destiny.

Fakir carried her to his room and carefully he laid her in his bed. Then he took off his shirt and changed to a t-shirt and then he lay next to her. Ahiru crawled up to his chest. She usually slept next to his chest where she could hear his heart beating. With his hand, Fakir touched gently Ahiru's head and kissed her on the forehead.

"Good night my dear duck"

Then they fell asleep together, hearing their hearts beating a melody together, dancing a pas de deux of love.