Fakir and Ahiru walk until they reach the gazebo in the park. "At least we're almost home…" Ahiru adds. "Yeah…"

Fakir is about to sit down when Ahiru stops him. "Wait, stay there." Fakir gives her a blank stare, but listens. What is she up to now?

Ahiru walks away from Fakir until she's about ten feet now. "Now?" Fakir sighs. "Yeah." And with that Ahiru rushes up to Fakir and hugs him. The force is so strong, that she knocks both of them over. "Omph!" "Watch it Baka, I still have a hurt chest you know." Ahiru giggles at Fakir's joke, and then turns red in the face. "What now?" "You're still not wearing a shirt you know…" Ahiru gets off Fakir and sits down next to him. He gives her an amused glance. "Should that matter?" She smiles at him. "No…"

Then Ahiru reaches over and hugs Fakir closer. She buries her face in his chest. "I'm so happy you're here."

Fakir turns slightly red at this sudden wave of affection, and tentatively wraps his arms around her thin waist. They stay like this for a while, and then Fakir realizes something. "You're crying…" Ahiru looks up at his face, her eyes wet with tears. "Because you're back Fakir…I thought you were gone forever. I felt h-h-horrible, because when I thought y-y-you were gone, my h-heart hurt so bad." She holds on tighter to Fakir, wanting the warmth from his chest. Fakir rests his chin on the top of her head. "I felt the same way… I thought you wouldn't want to see me." He closes his eyes, "Because I left you there." He squeezes Ahiru and knocks the air out of her. "I left you there." "No. Don't be sorry." Ahiru kneels in front of him, and puts his head in her hands, so he's staring at her. "It's okay." Fakir knows it's not, but something in her eyes tells him to stop discussing the matter further. "Ahiru." He takes her by the wrists and gently pulls her hands down. Then, while still holding her wrists he leans over, and kisses her.

Ahiru can't help but blush, still getting adjusted to this new Fakir. She certainly doesn't reject this though. She pushes back with more force, wanting to deepen this kiss. He does the same.

Suddenly, Ahiru topples them both over again in this act. She breaks the kiss and giggles.

That nice giggle…And now I know it's for me.

Ahiru's smile get even bigger when she realizes she made Fakir blush as well. "You're blushing because I'm on top of you, aren't you?" "No!" Fakir turns his face away. Ahiru just laughs and pulls his face close to hers, and continues the kiss. Fakir deepens it, having his tongue dart out once more. Ahiru complies, and her tongue leaves her mouth as well. Both Ahiru and Fakir weren't sure how long this kissing match lasted, since both were trapped in a world of their own. A world together.

Slowly, Ahiru ended the kiss. "We really should be getting back. I can only imagine how freaked out Charon is right now." Fakir sighs, "Yeah, I was thinking about that this whole time too." Ahiru nestles her face in his neck, lightly brushing her lips with his skin. "But I don't want to stop this." Fakir wraps his arms around Ahiru once more. "You think I want to stop too? But we have to go." "Yeah," Ahiru hesitantly agrees.

Fakir pulls Ahiru up with him. "You know, when we get home there is probably going to be a very awkward scene with Charon." They start walking. "How so?" "Well, the last anyone sees of his is morning almost a week ago. Your weird friends have that photo of us kissing." Fakir smiles and pulls Ahiru closer to him. "Kissing deeply I might add." Ahiru then realizes how tired she is. She tries to stifle a yawn. "Baka." He lifts Ahiru up, placing one arm under her back, the other under her knees. Ahiru sighs contently and drifts off to sleep, with her face nestled in his chest.

"Maybe I could write something to make it seem we've only been gone a day…" Fakir looks down. "What do you think Ahiru?" No answer. He looks down and sighs. "She's asleep. Baka." Fakir continues the walk home in silence.

The lights are out when Fakir reaches their house.

Their house…

Fakir stops outside the door. "Ahiru," He tugs on her braid. "What?" "We're here." "So?" He drops her, expecting her to land on her feet. Of course, she falls.

"What are you doing? That wasn't nice! I was sleeping fine and then you have to wake me up! Well that's just nice…" Fakir knows she's going to wake up the whole town with that complaining. He quickly silences her with another kiss. It works.

She has a dazed look on her face. "Where are we again Fakir?" "Home." "Oh." Ahiru gets ready to open the door. "Wait!" She turns to him. "Let me write something down…" Ahiru puts her hands on her hips as Fakir reaches into his pocket for the paper and pen he forgot to give back to Henrie. "Sneaky Fakir." He simply smiles. Ahiru waits. "Sooo. What was supposed to happen?" Fakir crumples up the paper and puts it back in his pocket. "We've only been gone one day. Your friends never saw us…Uhhh." Fakir holds Ahiru's hand. "Kissing, and Leo never chases after me in a fit of rage of stealing you from him." Ahiru holds on to Fakir's hand. "Silly, I never liked him that way. You didn't steal me away." "Hey," Ahiru looks up at Fakir. "Let me think I did okay? Give me something to feel good about." Ahiru pouts. "Aren't I enough?" "Please, I already have to stare at your face when I kiss you, don't make it worse." "Hey!" Ahiru then catches Fakir's sly smile. "How funny." The door then burst open to show Charon. He smiles to himself. "I thought I heard voices out here."

Fakir and Ahiru freeze. Fakir who still is holding Ahiru's hand drops it and replaces his just laughing face with the usual scowl. Ahiru of course turns bright red and laughs for no reason, a little too loudly. Charon looks over the scene with interest. "Where have YOU two been all day?"

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

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