Ahiru reluctantly opened her eyes. She had a pretty peaceful sleep, considering that she went to bed so late. If it wasn't for Fakir waking me up… Ahiru stopped. I have to make it easier for him now… Ahiru sighed, knowing this was going to be hard. She decided to sleep some more, when she felt Fakir moving behind her. His hair is so soft, and warm…Ahiru remembers when she would nestle in Fakir's hair as a duck.

Fakir wakes up to find his face right next to Ahiru's neck. His lips lightly grazing her skin. Ughh. What happened last night? Fakir stiffens as he remembers Charon's "discussion" with him. That's what happened… Fakir slightly has his face go red as he remembers what he said to Ahiru last night. Why am I embarrassed? She was asleep. No way to hear what I said… Fakir sighs. I can't even admit my feelings in her sleep?

Ahiru turns over in the bed to face Fakir. "Ohio Fakir…" Fakir gets up suddenly. "Ahiru, what day is it?" Ahiru lazily sits up, still half-asleep. "Uhh. I think Monday…Wait, Monday?!" Fakir curses to himself. How could I have lost track of time? And my suspension is over too. Damn.

Ahiru bolts out of the room to the bathroom, to hastily change into her uniform. "Hurry up Baka!" "Okay, I'm hurrying…" Fakir grabs her wrist and rushes her down the steps. "Ouch! Come on Fakir, relax." "Relax?! Baka, don't you know what today is?" Fakir grabs their bags and more or less throws Ahiru's hers. "Hey! Careful, you almost got my head!" "Ahiru, just stop complaining okay?!" Ahiru grumbles to herself. Her arm also feels like it's about to be pulled out of her socket. No thanks to Fakir…

Through the town the two rush, as Ahiru peeks at the clock tower. Okay, if it's five to seven, then we might make it. "Fakir! We won't be late!" "Ahiru, be quiet okay? I know that, but I don't want us to be the last two to walk into class."

"Why?" "Baka, remember!" Ahiru tries to think as Fakir pulls her harder to catch up. Monday…Monday… "Fakir? What do you-." Ahiru suddenly remembers. Aeeeiii! Neko-sensei! And the auditions… Ahiru wants to beat herself up for forgetting. Neko-sensei was to go over the next production. And he always picks on late comers…

Ahiru goes red in the face. So he would probably make me and Fakir dance together…Wait, that's not so bad. Ahiru looks up to see a distressed Fakir, and remembers what he whispered. He doesn't want anyone to see him dancing with me…He doesn't want anyone to see me around him… Ahiru sighs. Alone he will be as kind as ever, but around other people and school he would want to stay away from me as far as possible… Why Fakir? Why is that so hard? To Ahiru it still seemed like a great puzzle.

They're in the hallway now, almost reaching the door. Fakir's hand immediately releases from her wrist. What a surprise… Ahiru looks through the ajar door. "Fakir, he's not in yet!" Fakir smirks. "Naturally." He pushes open the door and walks in. Ahiru walks in after him. She stops however, when she realizes two hands are pulling her down. "Ahiru!!!"

Ahiru looks down and sees Pike and Lillie smiling at her. "You're not late for once!" Lillie tears up. "So now we won't have anyone to rescue from a wedding proposal because they were late." Pike sighs sadly. "True…" Ahiru just nods.

"So what were you doing walking in with Fakir-sama?" Ahiru tries to fight the blush creeping on her face. "What do you mean?!" "Awww! Our little Ahiru-chan is as clueless as ever!" Lillie eyes Ahiru evilly. "Maybe stopping him to admit your undying love?"

"WHAT?!" Ahiru flinches, for she realized this came out as a yell. Everyone stops talking and turns toward her. "Hehe…" She covers her face in her hands, before glancing quickly to where the advanced dancers sat. Fakir catches her stare, and smiles slightly and so fast it was unnoticeable to everyone but Ahiru. She shakily smiles back before realizing Fakir already has turned away from her direction. At least it was a smile…

Neko-sensei walks in the room. "Hello class." He says, with his usual upbeat attitude. A not so cheery scattering of "hellos" greets him back. "HELLO CLASS!" "Hello Neko-sensei…" He smiles. "Much better." Neko-sensei reaches behind him to pull out a rather large and dusty book. "For this year's performance I believe we should do a play converted to a ballet." He smiles smugly. "I'm sure all of you have heard of Romeo and Juliet?" His question is greeted by immediate groans of disapproval.

Ahiru just stares blankly at the book. Romeo and Juliet? Ahiru apparently has no idea what the play is about.

"Now, as you are all hopefully aware auditions for Romeo and Juliet are today. Any volunteers?" Neko-sensei looks hopefully around the room.

"ME!" Femio of course is raising his hand wildly. "I was BORN to play Romeo!" Neko-sensei pretends not to hear. "Fakir-san? I assume you would love to try out?" "No." Neko-Sensei is stunned. "But someone with your skill should play Romeo!" "No."

Femio leaps up. "You heard him dear instructor! He has refused the chance of a lifetime!" He gets on one knee. "I therefore must solely step in and rightfully be what I was bo-." Neko-sensei interrupts him. "Perhaps if we pick Juliet first Fakir-san will change his mind?" Fakir mumbles under his breath. "Doubt it."

"Who would like to play Juliet?" The number of participants is more encouraging this time. Neko-sensei scans the room, to see Ahiru and her rooms the only ones not interested. "Lillie-san, Pike-san, Ahiru-san, why are you not interested?" Lillie stands up. "For we want to encourage our little Ahiru to try to be brave and try out!" Pike joins Lillie. "Hai, hai, we think she is an excellent Juliet." "Really?" Neko-sensei narrows his eyes at Ahiru. "Do you really want to Ahiru-san?" Ahiru rapidly shakes her head. I may not know who Juliet is, but if Pike and Lillie want me to try out it must not be good…

"Ahiru-san, you have the part." "WHAT?!" The room is echoed with Ahiru's, and the other girls in the class voices. "Yes, if you can dance with your partner." Ahiru gulps. "And my partner, Neko-sensei, is?" "Why not…Fakir?" "WHAT?!" The voices echo again. "He is obviously going to be our Romeo so he should start the practice." The bell rings for Break. "Fakir-san, Ahiru-san. Stay in for the practice. A few Pas De Deux's would serve practice nicely." Before Fakir could protest everyone left the room. Ahiru nervously shifts her look to Fakir. "Umm. I guess we should practice?" Fakir still doesn't look at her, and kicks the wall out of frustration. "Just great! Everything's going my day today…" "Umm. Fakir?" "What?" Ahiru notes he's obviously irritated. "Who ARE Romeo and Juliet?" Fakir stares at her in disbelief. "Baka, you should at least know that!"

"Are you going to tell me or not?" "Fine, but we have to practice." Fakir goes to Ahiru's side and takes her hand, ready to start another Pas De Deux. Ahiru gets ready, still not sure of her dancing abilities. "Baka, relax. You're not as bad as you think." Ahiru's face tinges slightly with pink.

"Well Fakir, what is the story about?" Ahiru feels herself being pulled in the first position of the Pas De Deux, and the dance begins. Fakir glances away from her before continuing. "It's about two lovers…"

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

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