Ahiru was in ballet class after the whole breakfast fiasco. Fakir was also there, but he was avoiding Ahiru's glances. Neko-sensei, now a human, was directing the class. "Now class, the return of Fakir is bound to excite all of you," he said, mostly to the girls. The girls in the Fakir-Faction. "But if you don't be quiet, you'll all MARRY ME!!"

Ahiru sighed. She knew that going to school with Fakir would get the fan-girls even more excited. Ahiru also knew that she still needed to figure out how to give Fakir his birthday present.

After his laughing session was done, half-an-hour later, Fakir told Ahiru to not worry about a present. I still don't get why he wouldn't want a present. Isn't that what birthdays are all about?

"Ahiru-san." I mean, there has to be someplace to give it to him!" "Ahiru-san?" Maybe when we get home from school? "Ahiru-san!" Wait that's too boring! "AHIRU-SAN!"

Ahiru stood up. "Hai!"

"Since you seem to not care what I say, even if Fakir-san says you're a new student, why not demonstrate a dance for the class? I'm sure you must be an excellent dancer if you don't need me rambling on." The oh-so familiar blue glow appears. "AND IF YOU DANCE BADLY, THEN YOU'LL HAVE TO MARRY ME!!!" Ahiru sank down, with an Anime water drop appearing on her head.

"I will choose your partner." Neko-sensei looked around the room. "How about…" He stopped at Fakir. Ahiru rose up expectantly. "…Femio-san?" At hearing this, Ahiru fell down waving her arms and legs also Anime-style.

"Thank you Neko-sensei," Femio proudly stated. "It's my goal in life to spread my love to all in dancing." And with that Femio lowered his arms to his midsection, and placed his hands, palm-up, on top of each other. The posture for love.

Ahiru didn't know what happened next but the next thing she saw was Femio flat out on the ground. A large red bump was evident on his forehead. "If this is what I must do to give pure love, then let me be the martyr of love." Femio proclaimed, before he went unconscious.

Ahiru looked up and saw Fakir. His right hand was balled into a fist. "Fakir..." Ahiru was simply shocked that Fakir knocked out Femio. And for what? Just because he did the love posture. It didn't make any sense to Ahiru.

"Fakir-san!" Neko-sensei was at a lost for words. "For physically fighting another student, you're suspended immediately! One week!"

All the girls just stared at Fakir with more admiration. "Did you see what he did? I know! All because Femio loved Ahiru!" Lillie then stood up and addressed Fakir. "Fakir-sama! I just want to let you know that the Fakir-Faction will be at an all time strong now!" Pike, her counter-part also stood up. "Yes, because now we know you have a lover!" Lillie added, "And it'll be our duty to comfort your lover Ahiru when you dump her to break another girl's heart!" "Hai, hai! That's what we'll do!"

Fakir still had a disbelieving look on his face. What did I just do!? I didn't even think about this! Fakir turned to Ahiru. Now she probably thinks I was jealous! That I love her! Fakir then stared at the ground. I don't…right? Fakir just ran out of the room. Ahiru ran out after him.

THAT'S END OF FIRST STORY PART! Please send me review! I have to know if it sounds good!

OH YEAH. I DON'T OWN PRINCESS TUTU. That counts for this part and all future parts of this story! ;)