Hello again! I have finally gotten around to writing a new chapter! I'm so proud of myself… I've been so moody lately. I burned my right hand pretty good too… Gosh I'm so clumsy sometimes. I don't own the cast of Princess Tutu and Happy Reading!

Chapter 2

Well, now that Ahiru had gotten past the embarrassment of dancing in pointe in front of all the other students, she went to practice her pointe. Though she had done better than most, the ones, which could glide naturally in it, had made fun of her. Ahiru slid the pointe shoes onto her thin feet. She wrapped the ribbons methodically. Her blue eyes moving over every bit done, double checking her work. She touched the bar, and lifted herself into pointe. She began to go through all the positions, trying to get the hang of it.

*O*

Meanwhile, Rue and Mytho were leaving the advanced ballet practice that lasted a lot longer than the basic class. Rue looked at her boyfriend, love written in her brown eyes. Mytho smiled back kindly, taking Rue's free hand in his. Fakir walked out of the building a few minutes after them. He observed them with a vaguely disturbed expression. How had the white haired guy even end up as his room mate?

A tiny girl with strawberry blonde hair left the building slowly. She seemed tired. Fakir could tell she was from the basic class, which was the class below his. What was she doing out so late? She tripped on the first step, and Fakir ran over to catch her. Those marble steps could really hurt you. She fell right into his arms. She was even smaller up close. She gasped in surprise as he set her on her feet.

"I'm sorry!" she cried apologizing to him, "I didn't mean to trouble anyone!"

"You're fine," he replied, being strangely nice. The girl kind of needed it, since she just embarrassed herself in front of the entire advanced class.

"No… I just embarrassed myself more!" she whispered. He laughed lightly at her comment.

"You've already embarrassed yourself once before?" he asked lightly, lowering his voice slightly to make their conversation basically simply for each other to hear.

"I'm not talking about it," she said looking away and blushing slightly. She saw Rue and Mytho laughing softly. She felt her heart sink into her stomach, her face only growing redder from embarrassment.

"I guess I'll see you around," Fakir told her. She looked at him in surprise, why would he want to see her again.

"O-okay…" she breathed, "See you…" He waved and walked off toward the boys' dorms. Ahiru walked into the clock tower, afraid of seeing anyone else laughing at her. She ran up the stairs, all the way to the top. She stood in the open window around the bell. She looked out the window, standing near the edge. Anyone would see this as dangerous and idiotic of her to do, but she dismissed the thoughts. Ahiru knew someone would see her eventually and freak out thinking she was going to kill herself. The breeze that blew through made Ahiru feel like she was flying. A small smile spread across her lips as she spread her arms out.

*O*

Fakir looked up at the clock tower like he did every night, but this time he saw someone within it. A girl with long, strawberry pink hair stood in the small window. He recognized it as the girl he'd talked to earlier. He stared at her, wondering what she was doing. Then he realized that she might be considering jumping. He ran out of his room, past the returning Mytho. He ran up the clock tower's stairs as fast as he could. He entered the room to see that she was gone.

*O*

Ahiru had stood in the window, when a sudden, strong burst of wind hit her. She went tumbling back into the bell. The bell didn't budge, but everything shrunk around her as fear grew in her heart. She saw her clothes in a pile around herself.

"Brriii!" she sang in surprise. Wait – sang? She tried to untangle herself from the clothing. She wasn't human anymore, that much was clear. She finally got out and hopped forward. She looked around and saw the dark haired boy from before. She looked at herself in the bell. She still had her eyes, but now she was a smallish hawk. Instead of piercing yellow eyes, she had nervous blue ones. That was the only reason she even recognized herself.

"Brii?" she twittered looking at him. He stared back at her in shock. She hopped toward him, wondering if he'd recognize her. She spread her wings as a gust of wind came through the tower again. She could feel her body tensing, preparing to take off, but she didn't know how to. She flapped her wings, beginning to lift, but she quickly fell back to the ground. She felt a sharp pain in one of her wings.

"BRI!" she cried in pain. The dark haired boy lifted her in his hands gently. There was a large cut on her left wing. She looked up at him; his eyes were full of concern. He carried her out of the bell tower and to the boys' dorm. Now she was freaking out. She couldn't go in there.

"BRII!" she called, flapping her wings, ignoring the pain. She lifted up out of his hands, only to begin to fall toward the ground. Luckily for her, he caught her.

"What's wrong?" he asked. She looked up at him, trying to portray her fear. He didn't seem to notice and he took her into the building. She felt so confined within the building. Her bird instincts screamed at her to get out of confinement.

"Bri!" she cawed, frightened. He ran a hand over her feathers bringing her into a room with a large window. She instantly calmed at the sight of it. He wrapped her hurt wing up, and she noticed Mytho enter the room. She jumped in surprise.

"Fakir, what are you doing?" he asked, his amber eyes widening in surprise. The color drained from his face, due to the fact that he did not like birds. The bird stared up at him, not moving.

"The bird's hurt. I'm just helping it," Fakir told him in reply. Ahiru looked up at Fakir. He was such a nice person. He'd helped her twice now.

"Why would you help such a vile creature?" Mytho inquired, glaring at her now.

"Bri!" she twittered, jumping back from him, landing in Fakir's lap. Fakir seemed just as surprised as she was.

"I didn't know you hated birds," he commented. Mytho crossed his arms.

"Just don't let it near me," he said and dismissed Ahiru. She climbed out of Fakir's lap and climbed onto the window sill. She stared out at the sky. She wanted to be out there. Her mind acted as if she were a bird. She felt extremely hurt by Mytho's dislike of her. She wouldn't hurt anyone.

"Bri…" she called half-heartedly. She wished that Mytho hadn't been so mean. It had completely broken her heart. Fakir lifted her into a makeshift bird cage after a little while.

"Bri!" she cried as he picked her up. He chuckled softly, running a hand over her feathers before placing her within the prison. She stared at him sadly as he shut it. It was rather large, but it still felt confined. She fell asleep within it and waited for the next day. When she woke up, she was still a bird. It was around midday and the room was completely empty. She immediately felt lonely.

"Bri?" she sang softly, wondering if it was possible for someone to hear her. She was hungry now too. She glanced around her and saw a small tray of birdseed and water. She decided that it would have to do and ate some of the bird seed. She found herself full rather quickly. She looked around when she heard a banging sound. Then Mytho burst into the room. He was growling angrily.

"Bri!" she cried when he came toward her cage.

"I barely got any sleep because of you!" he growled. He opened the window and grabbed her, "Just fly away already!" He pushed her out the window.

"BRRIII!" she cried, flapping her good wing, for the other was strapped to her body to help it heal. She saw Fakir come running to catch her.

"BRII!" she cawed, still trying to slow her fall. He slid across the dirt in order to catch her. He looked up at Mytho, glaring.

"You could've killed her!" Fakir yelled. She stared up at him; he was fuming. Mytho didn't reply; he simply disappeared in the room. Fakir brought her back up into the room. Ahiru sat in the cage as the two boys got into a fight. Finally, it ended with Mytho stopping out of the room.

"Bri?" she twittered, looking at him worriedly. She was scared of Mytho now that he'd tried to kill her. Ahiru jumped out of her cage and onto Fakir's desk. She perched next to his glass of water. He stared at the sheet of paper blankly. Ahiru looked over at what he was writing, but he wasn't. It was a drawing… of her as a human. (AN: Oh, that's awkward…lol.) She stared at it curiously. He reached for his water, but jumped back in surprise when he noticed Ahiru staring at the picture. The glass was knocked over and the water was poured on Ahiru. She squaked and fell off the desk. She transformed back into a human and Fakir turned bright red. He removed his shirt and threw at her, averting his eyes. She pulled it on, covering herself. Her cheeks were bright red in embarrassment. She looked up at him, still blushing.

"How were you a bird?" he asked, still bright red.

"I… I don't know," she replied. She held the hem of the shirt in her hands loosely. She stared at him innocently and she looked outside, only to notice nothing was moving. It seemed that time had stopped.

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