Fakir slowly opened his eyes, but after seeing what he just saw he instantly closed his eyes again. How did I get so close to her? Fakir and Ahiru somehow moved in their sleep, so instead of back to back they were face to face.
Fakir felt his face grow hot. I don't mind being this close to her…Fakir thought about kissing her lightly to wake her up, then instantly stopped thinking about it. Stop it Fakir! What are you thinking?! Fakir turned towards Ahiru. Maybe when she begins to love me.
Fakir felt Ahiru stir. She opened one eye and stifled a shriek when she realized how close she was to Fakir. His hair does smell good, Ahiru thought, as she was hastily backing up.
"Ack!" THUMP. "Ahiru!" Fakir peered over the bed and saw Ahiru, sprawled out on the floor. "Baka." "Hmph!" She still has her dignity after all. Fakir gave Ahiru a hand to get up. She took it, but held on a little longer than normal. "Ahiru…?" "Oh!" She dropped her hand. "Sorry Fakir!"
Charon then burst into the room. "Ohio Fakir, Ahiru. Why don't you all go out today?" Charon saw Fakir glare at him. "As Friends!" Ahiru was oblivious to the glare Fakir just gave. "Good idea!"
Fakir turned to Ahiru. "And what do you expect to do when we get to town?" Ahiru shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure. We'll see when we'll get there won't we?"
Charon gave Fakir some coins. "Why don't you buy breakfast at some Café there?" Fakir accepted them, but hissed to Charon. "You're setting us up aren't you?"
Charon didn't answer. He just gave Fakir a blank stare. He also said rather loudly, "What Fakir? You don't want to go?" Ahiru went up to Fakir. "Please!!!! Oh please!!"
Fakir rushed out of the room. "Whatever." Ahiru was left standing there with Charon.
"Why is he so moody?" Charon gave Ahiru a knowing look. "Take a guess Ahiru. When a boy like Fakir is moody it's one of two things." Ahiru listened intently.
"It's either work, or a GIRL." Ahiru thought about this seriously.
"Then Fakir shouldn't be working so hard."
Charon anime-sweat-dropped. "Ahiru, isn't it obvious?" Ahiru stared at Charon, and then started giving excuses. "N-No way Charon, he obviously doesn't like me!" She was backing up nervously out of the room. "I mean, e-e-even if he did, that wouldn't mean anything." "So you don't like him, after all he's done for you?" Ahiru stopped at the doorway. "I don't know…" "Ahiru, yes you do." Ahiru just sighed, and tripped as she fell down the stairs.
Fakir was waiting at the base of the steps. "Baka, you could at least try not to break your neck before breakfast." Ahiru just looked up at Fakir. Something was different about him. Suddenly, Ahiru noticed it. "Fakir! You combed your hair!" Fakir's hands went to his hair. "So I did…" Ahiru frowned. "It looked better messy you know." Without thinking, Fakir messed up his hair.
Ahiru was surprised but secretly pleased Fakir listened to her. "Fakir... Do you… I mean…" Fakir was staring intently at her. "Yes?" Ahiru lost her courage at the moment.
"Are you ready to go now?" She was going to say something else. Fakir didn't want to push Ahiru however. At least not yet. As Fakir nodded, Ahiru rushed out the door.
Baka! Baka! You can't just say stuff like that out of the blue! Ahiru slowed down. I have to say stuff like that at the right time. Ahiru looked back at Fakir, who was following slowly behind. I just hope he thinks the same…
THAT'S THE END OF THE STORY PART!! Please review! I have to know if it sounds good!
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