Fakir and Ahiru glance helplessly at Charon. Fakir tries to keep his tough exterior however. "We were out for a day. Nothing exciting there." Ahiru nods her head rapidly in agreement. Charon nods to himself. "And your shirt is where?"

Ahiru hisses to Fakir. "You could have at least made it so we never got hurt while you were bending reality." "Quiet!"

Ahiru gives Charon a cheesy smile. "Well, about that, it really is a long story so what's the point in asking about it right?" Fakir mutters something under his breath. "Fakir, do you have something to add?" He glares at Charon. "Yeah, I'm tired so I'm going to bed." Fakir storms past Charon.

Charon looks knowingly at Ahiru. "So what really happened?" Ahiru blushes again. "Nothing! I mean, whatever we used to do when we would hang out for a day. You know…" Ahiru counts off the many things in hopes Charon will let her go free. "To the lake, to town, to the bookstore, walk pass the Academy, to the…" Ahiru has nearly named everyplace in Kinkan Town before Charon lets her go. He smiles to himself, on how hard Ahiru and Fakir are trying to cover up the obvious.

"Ahiru, you could stop now." "Oh. Okay." Ahiru runs up the stairs. Charon shakes his head as she goes up. So even when it's so obvious to everyone they still feel a need to hide it… Charon's face brightens. Maybe with a little encouragement those two will learn how to feel comfortable together in public…

Ahiru burst into Fakir's bedroom. Fakir is at his desk, and smirks as Ahiru comes in. "I thought you were never going to get here." "Yeah, well. I had to find something to say." Ahiru grumbles to herself. "Charon just seems to know everything." Fakir sighs, "True."

Ahiru creeps up behind Fakir and sees him fiddling with something on his desk. "What's that…?" Fakir sits straight up and jams whatever he was working on in the drawer. "Nothing." Ahiru pouts." Let me see!" "No." "Come on…" Ahiru gives Fakir a sad face. "Not going to work." Ahiru is behind Fakir and sticks her tongue out at him. "Meanie." "I've been called worse."

Ahiru sits down on the bed, and asks the question both have been wondering about. "Do you think Charon saw…" She trails off. "Us holding hands?" Ahiru nods. Fakir leans back in his chair. "Without a doubt…" "Oh." Fakir is still leaning dangerously too far on the chair. "Why do people have to make a big deal about us two?! People get together all the time and no one ever tries to blow it up into a big thing!"

"Well, maybe because you're the person getting together with someone." Ahiru stares down sadly. "And it's with me. That's not who everyone would expect you to like. Someone like me." Ahiru sighs. "You're good at everything and I stink at everything." "What?!" THUD!

Ahiru leans over the bed to see Fakir on top of the chair he was leaning back on. "That's what you get for being clumsy."

Fakir gives Ahiru a glare, but she can't help but giggle. "It can't work Fakir. I don't think you can scare me anymore." Fakir rolls his eyes. "And why would I want to anymore." Ahiru is yawning openly now.

"Go to bed Baka." "No, not until you tell me what you're hiding in that drawer." "It's nothing important! Just go to bed already!" "Fine." Ahiru rests her head on the pillow. "I'm sleeping!" "Good."

He could be so stubborn sometimes…

Minutes pass by. "Fakir…" "What?" "I can't sleep with the light on." "Sorry." He turns off the light. "Fakir…" "What?" I can't sleep with the window open." "Sorry." He shuts the window. "Fakir…" "What?!" "I can't sleep with you not sleeping too." "Get used to it, I'm not tired yet." "Please!" "No." "Go to bed."

He passes by her bed and feels a hand grab hold onto his arm. "Ahiru…" "You need to sleep too!" "Yeah, but not in here!" Even in the dark Fakir could see Ahiru's dumbfounded face. "Why not? You did when I was a duck, and when I fainted." Fakir tries to shake his arm loose. "Yeah, because one you were a duck and two, because you just came to from fainting so I didn't want you to pass out again." Ahiru meows. "But I'll be cold, scared, and alone." Fakir rolls his eyes. "Sure you will." "Why are you acting funny now about this whole thing?" "Uh well, let's think abut this for a minute." He stares down at Ahiru, "Honestly Ahiru, can't you use your head for once?" "I can! All we did that was different is that we've kissed! That's it!" Fakir tries to yank his arm out. "Exactly, that's just it!"

Unfortunately at that moment Ahiru also pulled with the same force, and Fakir found himself on top of Ahiru. "Ahiru!!!!" Fakir was blushing violent red by now. He was surprised she couldn't feel the heat emitting from his face He was only on top of her sideways, but to him that was already too close.

And of course Charon also opened the door at this exact moment, to bid them both good night. Light flooded into the room from the hall. Charon froze in place at seeing a tomato-faced Fakir on top of Ahiru.

Fakir shut his eyes, hoping it was all a dream. Now I'll never hear the end of it.

Fakir pushed himself off of Ahiru with so much force he landed on the floor.

Ahiru unaware at how embarrassing this situation was for Fakir just smiled brightly at Charon. "Hi Charon. I was just getting mad at Fakir he wouldn't…"

Fakir his face in his hands. Just stop at "Fakir wouldn't go to bed." "Fakir wouldn't go to bed." "Go to bed-." Fakir breaths a silent sigh of relief. The red pales down on his face. "-with me." Ughh. Ahiru!

Charon just stares at the now red Fakir. "Uhhh. Fakir?" "Charon, she pulled me on top of her!" He now freely glares at Ahiru. "And she didn't mean 'Go to bed with me.' Like you think! She meant-." Fakir stops, he feels a hand grasp his shoulder. Charon.

"Fakir, want to go downstairs and talk for a bit?" Fakir sighs. "I don't have a choice do I?" "After seeing what I just saw here, not really…" "I told you what happened!"

Charon just steers the clearly embarrassed Fakir downstairs. Charon turns to Ahiru. "Good-Night Ahiru." "Night…" The door closes behind him. "Fakir…" "What." He steers Fakir to the living room. "Why don't you believe me?!" Charon smiles. "I do, too an extent." "What's that supposed to mean?!" Charon sighs to himself as Fakir glares at him. This is going to be a long talk…

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

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