Again, a late update. I'm so sorry, everyone, but this time I had a reason to. I had everything typed out when my laptop just CRASHED and all my data was erased when we fixed it. Besides that, I'm going to try to fix some of the chapters but the story will have the same plot. Okay? Guys... I need you all to review! There's no point in writing when nobody is going to review. Hope you like this chapter!

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Ahiru's POV

I had a smile plastered over my melancholy mood inside. I had agreed only to stay by the lake as Fakir went to do God-knows-what God-knows-where for God-knows-who. It was pretty much a bore, having to do this all the time. Already, it had been three weeks into spring; four weeks ever since I've woken up with amnesia. And Fakir had to leave every single day, leaving me with nothing.

After that little incident with the socks, he had forbidden me to go to his school without his permission. And with that look on his face, I was sure to comply.

But I didn't think it was right for me to stay at this boring little lake while he got to actually do something. I didn't care what it was; the least he could do was take me with him! Was I that much of a pain?

I sighed inwardly and twirled my hair absentmindedly. Out of habit, I started to bite at my nails: something I did when I was anxious or nervous. It wasn't very attractive.

Fakir wasn't back yet. The last time I saw him was early in the morning, with a pensive look on his face. He had barely said a word to anybody, much less me. The sun was setting quickly and I was getting worried.

I was supposed to be happy, right? I didn't have to seal with his mood swings for a whole day. So why was I so upset?

I felt a sunken feeling in my stomach. When I reached up to brush my bangs out of my face, I felt something wet.

Rain…?

I looked up to the clear sky. Not one cloud dotted it.

Tears? Why am I crying?

It was probably because I was getting scared. It was getting too dark quickly and Fakir was still not here.

Maybe I can find my way back home?

Maybe, maybe not. Considering Fakir only brought me around Kinkan Town once, I was asking for trouble. I wasn't sure whether or not I wanted to face Fakir's wrath.

But he wasn't even here yet! I was tired, hungry, and cold. It was his fault for leaving me out here for most part of the day.

"Stupid baka…" Determined, I stood up, hearing the crunch of my steps against the cool grass. I shivered. I walked away from the lake, just going where my legs would take me. Maybe I'd ask somebody to help me along the way! Yeah, that was it…

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My legs were sore from walking. I was sprawled out on one of a park's benches, my eyes shut from the world appearing before me. I wanted to fall asleep, but my conscience wouldn't let me. Besides, the winds were blowing to make violent blows in my ears and I screamed inaudibly to the townsfolk's ears. A hurricane was building up and I was in it.

I found myself wishing for Fakir to be here. Not any person, but Fakir in particular. I clenched my teeth and cursed myself inwardly.

If I hadn't been my stubborn self, I would be at home now, protected. Where are you, Fakir?

I didn't know what this sunken feeling in my stomach was, since I had never felt like this before.

Sadness…? Over a person I've only knew for a month or so?

I felt a warm presence come before me and eyes penetrated through my fragile, cold body. Most people wouldn't be concerned with a stranger lying helplessly on a park bench, but he had some good in his heart to notice. Was it…?

I looked up slowly. Silver-pearl eyes stared back at me. No. It wasn't. Fakir's emerald pools were far more beautiful and hypnotizing.

"I'm here to help you." I barely heard him over the roars of the winds. He reached out and I lifted my hand deliberately to his. This man's help was the only thing I could get right now -- and I was pretty desperate.

But then --

Fakir's POV

As soon as I dragged myself back to the lake where I'd hoped Ahiru was, I knew that there was something wrong. She wasn't there. A million things came to my mind, but I had no time to answer them, such as: Where is she? Did she try to go back home? Is she safe?

Today's suddenly rise in weather immediately told me that there was a storm coming. And when I saw those gray clouds bunch together like a potion in a cauldron, I knew that my first priority was to find Ahiru -- and fast.

Seconds turned to minutes, and minutes to hours; yet, I still couldn't find her. I needed just a bit of reassurance: a strand of her hair or a glance of her azure eyes, to grant me sanity. She didn't know how much this hurt to see that she was gone, no she couldn't.

I was soaking wet but I knew I wasn't going to sleep without finding her. Charon must be so frustrated and worried. But he was the least of my problems right now.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that dark, palling presence looming over by the park. Only a crazy person like me would be out here. He outstretched an arm and my legs started running to him out of instinct. And then my fist flew, hitting him straight in the face. I didn't even see him hit the floor; he just disappeared out of the air.

My attention was turned to the delicate thing on the bench and all of my worries flooded out of my conscience. Carrying her, I ran straight home. She was running a high fever.

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I banged violently on the door and it opened quickly. Seeing the sight in my arms, Charon quickly ushered me in. I pushed all the insignificant objects off the couch and set Ahiru down. She stirred even though she wasn't sleeping. I pushed the stray hair out of her face. She was too pretty for something so trivial like hair obscure that.

"Fakir…" She moaned weakly and I immediately rushed to her side. "I'm so mad at you…"

I was still thinking when she lost consciousness and her heart rate just stopped. For once, I didn't know what to think.

Quite a cliff-hangar, am I right? Please review!