Normal P.O.V-One week later-Fakir

Fakir thought about when he was dating Pike before he broke up with her. He didn't want to move on from his feelings for Ahiru so what happened? Why did he date Pike? He was deep in thought until the answer came as thought as it roughly slapped him in the face.

'It was Drosselmeyer's doing.'

"That fucking bastard!" He growled out loud as his hands began to form fists causing him to punch his dormitory's bedroom wall creating a dent.

Meanwhile-Ahiru

Tears were running down the girl's face as she was sitting down at her meadow. She had heard that she was actually a human girl the entire time but she did not have parents. Turns out when she discovered that Mytho had no emotions when she first met him that is how the story began. The old man picked her to live a tragedy for his own entertainment. Her cries of angst made the bastard laugh especially when Fakir kissed Pike. Turns out that the torment she was going through was for his damn enjoyment of making her suffer the greatest tragedy of all. It had caused her so much pain. The damn lies of that man. She did not want her friends to go kill him and get injured or even worse. That is why when she comes home, she will be going alone. Only one may never leave the house again alive as their blood is spilled on the wooden floor of the Hakucho household.

Next Day

Fakir

He growled as he began to pack his armor and his sword. He would kill the bastard by himself so his friends can be free from what the wretched man had in store for them. Also so the girl he loved can live a happier life even if he was not to be in it if he were to be killed. 'No! I will live and kill him with my sword.' with those words he left to the Hakucho household not knowing that someone else was planning to kill the old man with him. He will make sure that only Drosselmeyer will live a tragedy.

Ahiru

Ahiru had not come home yet for she was walking towards a black smith's shop. She stopped in front of the wooden door as she gently touched the surface of it. She opened it and found Charon inside working with a piece of metal. She slowly walked over to him as she stated in a soft voice, "Charon, its me Ahiru I have a favor for you."

He looked over his shoulder and thought of how she was so different from back then. He knew that the Raven's blood was disappearing from inside her and that she and Fakir loved one another without the other knowing.

"What is it Tutu?" He questioned curious of why she had came to him. She took a deep breath an began to speak once more.

"I need the sword of Prince Mytho," she paused taking a deep breath, "I need it so everyone else can live."
Her heart was beating rapidly as the adrenaline began to course through her delicate but yet strong veins.

"Alright." He began to get the sword as he worked on it due to it's weakening in the metal. He tried making it lighter but yet stronger so it could be faster giving her a better chance to strike him.
'Now time to complete the plan.' she thought, 'I am not afraid to sacrifice everything once again for those who I care about and love.'

Lol me and AhiruXFakirXForever have almost the same freaking thoughts XD We feel so mean now because…well you know. You guys read the story.
Fakir: noooooo you guys are such innocent angels(insert sarcasm). Why the hell would you have Drosselmeyer make me move on from my feelings for Ahiru! And turns out that you made the bastard torture her! What else is in those cruel sadistic, sick and twisted minds of you psychotic fans.
Us:Weeelllll-
Fakir:No
Us:But we were-
Fakir:No.
Us: pffffffff you didn't even know what we were going to say!
Fakir: uh huh sure. (mumbles crazy)
(Say Ty to AhiruXFakirXForever for the little written skit.)