Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I do not own princess tutu
AN: hey there. First author note. I just wanted to thank everyone who is reading my story. Also I had a tough time for a while so I'm back trying to do a lot better than I had. thank you for the rieviews so far and I hope this is just as good as it has been.
Fakir stared at her. The girl before him was still a head shorter than him, however her body had matured. Her eyes weren't as big and round as they once had been and her hair hung gracefully around her shoulders and back. She really had grown a certain beauty.
"a… Ahiru?" he asked staring at her. Rue and Mytho were staring open mouthed at her. She nodded smiling. Fakir just stared at her. Rue rushed passed him and hugged her. Mytho soon followed. Ahiru smiled in their embraces
"I can't believe your back!" Rue said happily
"I missed you all so much." Ahiru said smiling.
"things havn't been as interesting without you here." Mytho commented. Ahiru giggled happily. She glanced at Fakir and he was just staring at her.
"Fakir? Say something to her." Rue demanded. Fakir stood for a couple seconds than opened his mouth.
"idiot." He said and left the room passed them. Ahiru blinked and watched him go.
"fakir…." She said feeling sadness overwhelm her. She had wanted so bad to talk with him. And now he…. Why was he so cold?
"Fakir!" Mytho called and ran after him.
"that jerk." Rue muttered. She lead Ahiru inside and sat with her. "I'm sure he was just surprised." Ahiru just nodded. "Ahiru? How did you turn back?" Ahiru looked up. She opened her mouth but for some reason she felt like that wouldn't be a good thing to tell them.
"I'm not sure really." She lied. Rue shrugged not caring.
"your back that is all that matters."
….
Fakir stormed out of the building. He had tried to write her back and could never do it. Yet she could get back on her own? What was wrong with him? He could hear Mytho trying to keep up but he had never been able to when Fakir had his mind set.
"Fakir! Come on, that is no way to treat her!" Fakir stopped which Mytho than ran into him. Just like Ahiru used to.
"it's just not fair. How did she get back? Why couldn't I do it?" Mytho looked at his friend.
"Fakir it doesn't matter how she got back. She's back. You need to treat her as such. Not the way you have. She was happy to see you. You should be too." Fakir looked at him
"It's not that I'm unhappy… it's just… I don't know." He sat down on the fountain edge. This fountain had seen so much. Maybe it could see one more amazing thing. Maybe. Mytho sat on a bench in front of him.
"fakir. We've been friends for a long time right?" Fakir nodded. "so listen. She was growing distant as a duck right? Now that she's back you should be nice. If not… you could end up loosing her for good."
