A/N: Please forgive me! I am so sorry for not updating. Anyways! Please enjoy! And no, I'm not dead. (don't ask…)
Disclaimer: I don't own Princess Tutu which is an awesome anime despite the name!
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"Ugh. What happened?" Ahiru sat up slowly and turned to her side. Fakir had fallen asleep beside her bed. Ahiru gasped and felt her face go dark pink. 'What is he doing…?' Fakir gave a grunt/snore and turned to face her. Ahiru leaned in and…
"Ahiru! Thank goodness you're ok!" Rue came in to check up on the duck/girl. Ahiru was so surprised she fainted.
"Oops! Sorry Ahiru." Rue apologized and scooted back down stairs.
"1, 2, 3, 4 … 1, 2," Ahiru muttered. She was practicing her ballet at the bar, thinking about what happened the previous night. What happened while she blacked out? Why was Fakir sleeping besides her bed? And most important, why did he look so damn hot?!
She was so deep in thought she didn't hear Fakir slip into the practice room. He loved to watch her practice her ballet and then she would trip and start to fall and then her would gracefully glide up and catch her. Then he would hold her tight until she said something.
"1, 2, oh! Oops!" Ahiru started to fall and, right on cue, Fakir, seemingly coming from nowhere, caught and pulled the red-head close. Ahiru started to say something but bit her lip and leaned into Fakir.
"Ahiru…" Fakir breathed her name quietly into her ear. Ahiru gasped at the emotions in his voice.
"F-Fakir? A-Are you ok? A-Are you sick?" Ahiru stumbled over her words, her voice a mere whisper.
"Yes, I'm fine. You're here with me are you not?" Fakir teased the girl gently. In his mind, however, a battle was raging.
"Then w-what are y-you doing?" Ahiru wondered. Fakir stared at her intensely. His grip on her small petite form tightened.
"I'll never let you go." He whispered locking his gaze on her eyes. Ahiru stared back.
"G-Good. I don't want you to." She whispered surprised at her courage. Fakir's eyebrows raised in surprise. The he chuckled quietly.
"Ahiru, you amaze me." He said tenderly. Ahiru smiled weakly.
"Fakir? Can I tell you a huge secrete? You can't tell anyone." Ahiru said seriously. Fakir started to frown.
"Ok."
"I-I-I don't think I love Mytho anymore."
"Go on."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"Really?"
"Really." Fakir said while finalizing their conversation with a gentle kiss. Ahiru gladly kissed back.
"Yes! I told you! Girls always confess first." Rue said, or rather shouted, triumphantly. Mytho paled as he saw Fakir turn towards their hiding spot.
A/N: Please review!