This chapter is so exciting! I love how it turned out! AND we're almost to 20 reviews~! The twentieth reviewer should get some sort of prize... I guess you can request something~ But nothing crazy, okay?

Anyways... Disclaimer time!

Disclaimer- As much as I wish I did, I don't own Princess Tutu. (There would sooo be a 2nd season if I did)

To my latest reviewers:

InTheShadowsOfHeros: was this soon enough?

Isabel Fernandez Carriedo: you're so dedicate! :') And you changed your name on me! Gahhhh! Well, anyways... I hope you love this one too?

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seqka711: I'm pretty sure we're lacking fluff in this one.

Warning? I did rate this teen, because I tend to throw in curse words occasionally. So BEWARE for they are here.

Okay, ONWARD!

Chapter 8

Rue woke up extra early the next day with a broad smile on her face. She walked over to her lovely desk, scrawling out a messy note. She knew where Ahiru's locker was. Her plan was flawless. She was so excited!

Meet me at the intersection of Cherrygrove and Lauderdale at 4 o' clock.

Rue removed her brush from a drawer and ran it through her hair methodically. She would make sure she looked especially pretty on this day. There was no way she'd look shabby on such a wonderous day. She was just so incredibly excited. Why was destroying another's ability to fulfill something so exhilarating?

Rue dressed in her uniform, slinging her dance bag over her shoulder quickly. She exited the dormitory, clutching the folded note tightly. She had made sure her handwriting was messy, and similar to a boy's. That was sure to cause a petty girl like Ahiru to grow excited and come as the note asked her to. Rue was so indescribably cruel.

She placed the note in Ahiru's locker in a swift movement that almost no one would notice. Barely anyone was in the dance school this early anyway. The one she had been concerned about was definitely not there as well. The plan was in place. Rue went to change before tromping off to class where she would see Mytho. Maybe they would go on a date tomorrow. Rue knew she would feel up to it then. Rue entered the classroom cheerfully, finding Mytho awaiting her as expected.

"Mytho!" she cooed happily, draping her arms around his shoulders and planting a gentle kiss on his cheek. A small smile spread across his face.

"Hi, Rue," he smiled through lightly shadowed amber eyes. Rue furrowed an eyebrow curiously.

"Is there something wrong, my darling?" she inquired curiously, dropping her arms just in case he needed some space.

"Well, no... not really. It's just yesterday..." he began, seeming to have a hard time collecting his thoughts. Rue tilted her head slightly in a manner that urged him to continue.

"Yesterday I had my first practice with the girl who has the part of Clara, and this weird butterfly feeling came to my heart. I don't understand it... It was strange how alluring that girl was when she danced," Mytho admitted to his girlfriend. Rue's eyes widened in shock and horror. Then she slumped slightly in pain. A murderous intent collected in her heart, and her entire plan was altered. That afternoon... all it would take, was a push.

X X X

Ahiru woke that morning on time, as usual. She stretched her arms high above her head before removing a tray of birdseed from her closet. She set the tray on the windowsill before opening the window for the large mass of hungry birds.

"Thanks so much, Ahiru-chan!" one twittered through a full mouth.

"You're so sweet!" another added. Ahiru smiled at their compliments.

"I'm glad that I could be of some use," she replied then went to change for school. She brushed her hair a little before tossing it into a messy braid. Once she was done, she dashed out of the dormitory in her usual manner, since she was used to being late.

"Ahiru? Why are you running?" a familiar voice asked. Ahiru skidded to a stop to look over her shoulder at the person.

"Hi Fakir!" she smiled, avoiding the question. He walked up to her with a sigh.

"You're avoiding things again," he pointed out. She rolled her eyes.

"Am not! You're just being weird!" she countered in pretend anger. He shook his head with a small smile on his face. How had a single encounter with the addition of certain events connected them like it had? Or... was he just imagining things? Or... having really strange, vivid dreams of a girl?

"Now you're the weird one," he teased gently. She frowned, a blush coloring her pale cheeks.

"I'm still not as weird as you!" she replied, storming off to change into her ballet clothes for class. Fakir stared after her for a moment before walking away.

Ahiru let out a small excited squeal when she found the note in her locker. Pike, who had somehow managed to lose Lillie, looked over Ahiru's shoulder in curiosity.

"Whoa! It looks like someone got their first love letter!" Pike smiled, "You should definitely go to find out who the brave soul is." Ahiru blushed deep red.

"You think it's Mytho?" she asked, looking rather hopeful. Pike rolled her eyes. She was actually betting on that boy Ahiru had been hanging out with was going to confess. He had to like her if he was hanging around her, especially since he was their upperclassman, their senpai.

"Yeah of course... but don't get your hopes up, because it could turn out to be someone unexpected," Pike replied with a wink, which made Ahiru wonder if she knew something.

"Pike! What are you hiding!?" Ahiru cried after her friend, who was headed to class. Ahiru sighed and went to go change quickly. Who could this mysterious person be? It had to Mytho! When they'd practiced together the day before, Ahiru had felt like it was meant to be! Oh, how she hoped it was Mytho.

X X X

After her classes, which ended at 3:30, Ahiru went by the empty practice room to leave Fakir a note before rushing off to change.

Fakir, I'm going shopping today. Don't worry about practice today. ~Ahiru

Ahiru then ran off to her dorm room to change into something cute. She was so incredibly excited. She had her hopes up that it was Mytho. Even if he had a girlfriend, their love would be a forbidden one, which was so romantic.

Ahiru changed into a pale yellow sundress with an orange sash and a little duck foot shaped pocket on her left breast. Ahiru brushed her hair until it shone and fell in perfect waves. Then she left school to find the intersection. Excitement clutched her heart so tightly.

X X X

Fakir walked into the practice room, only to find it empty. Surprise fluttered over his face, and he noticed the little note. It was written on a pale yellow sheet of notebook paper with an orange edge that held a duck in right corner. It was just like her to have something like that at her disposal.

Shopping? Why didn't she mention it earlier? Fakir contemplated this for a moment as he walked out of the empty room, happening to run into a girl with raspberry colored hair. She looked up at him in surprise. Well, she is a bit... capricious.

"Huh. So I guess it wasn't you..." she muttered, which confused Fakir.

"What do you mean by not 'me'?" he asked, staring the basic class girl down.

"Oh. Ahiru received some note about meeting a secret admirer at some intersection today. It was pretty interesting to find out it wasn't you," the girl replied, then walked off. Fakir began to connect the dots pretty quickly. Rue's out of character happiness... Ahiru rushing off without a thought... His eyes widened.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! I better not be too late!

Fakir ran out of the school gates. At a fucking intersection? Does she plan to kill Ahiru!? He ran faster than he had ever run before. It was almost as if hell was chasing at his heels, and it really was. He didn't know what he would do if he didn't manage to save her in time. Could he manage to turn time back? He'd never tried that before...

X X X

Rue teleported to find herself directly behind Ahiru. It was such a busy intersection. All it would take was one simple push. Then she'd just disappear, as if she was never there. It would simply be an accident. That was all. She reached out confidently toward the unsuspecting pinkette. She'd never know what hit her.

All it took was one single push...

AHHH! It's a cliff hanger! It's been so long since I've done that... ((Apples and Cinnamon, you guys... It gets no love. It's been on a cliff hanger for weeks and no reviews ;_; It's a story for KH junkies, so I can't make you guys read it if you don't know what Kingdom Hearts is...))

Review! Twentieth and Twenty-fifth reviewers get special self-chosen rewards! (e.g. a one-shot dedicated to an OC/pairing/character of their choice under the topics that I have written about before and Deathnote. Ermm... OC added into this puppy, though it would end up a minor. BLARGH. Basically whatever you can think of).

While I was typing this, I kept writing Shiru instread of Ahiru...

~Minatu-chan

P.S.

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