Oh my dearest how blind can you be? I'm standing right in front of you, staring at eyes once happy. Oh how can you be so cold? Was loving you a sin? You grasp me in a loving grip something to behold. A loner who loves more deeply then most, I'm surprised taking it all in, When I then realize your just a dream nothing but a ghost….

Once upon a time, there lived a duck who had become Princess Tutu to save the Prince's heart, only to have her heart broken by him when he falls for another Princess, Princess Rue. Now, forever dancing away in the pages of they're lost story, is it really the end? What is to happen to Princess Tutu what of the brave helpless knight? Who wasn't a knight at all but a writer, Will they're story end or will it be happily ever after?

"Ahiru! Damn, that Duck where'd she run off too now?" Scolded a deep voice of the only and only Fakir.

Not realizing it a little yellow duck was at the shore of the lake gazing into to watery crystal, pondering, daydreaming, 'Why do I love him? I'm only a duck maybe I should run away and never come back? In a way I'm envious of Mytho and Rue they have a happily ever after! Why is life so unfair?'

"Duck! Come on! Where are you?"

Sadly she replied with a quiet Quack and waited for Fakir to be at her side.

"What is wrong? I've been calling you for 5 minutes!" He yelled as he sat next to the depressed little Duck.

With a sigh she replied "Quack (Nothing)"

Fakir looked at the poor little duck with longing and affection, he didn't think of her as a duck anymore but as the girl he fell in love with but he would never admit to it.

"Ahiru, are you thinking about a happy ending too?" He asked leaning up again a tree to stare and the sky.

Duck looked down and quacked again in acknowledgment and Fakir sighed,

"I have been too, I have been wondering if I can ever change you back into once you were I know you long for it."

Duck walked up to Fakir with tears in her eyes "Quack, Qua—(It's just so – Hard..)"

He immediately gathered the duck in his arms and whispered tales of happy things while she cried softly in his chest. He felt a deep heaviness in his chest as the poor duck cried, he wanted to make her sorrow go away, but he didn't know how… He could write? But that would do no good he hasn't been able to write after Mytho and Rue left. After Duck finally calmed down he picked her up and they went back to the house, she had fell asleep on his bed while he awake at his desk with a quill and parchment. Staring angrily at the page with no words, his hands shaking from the tension.

"Why?! Can't I grant her just this one wish! I want to make her happy…Why? Please just let me…do this one thing for her…" He whispered too only himself and the quill.

If looks could burn he'd have burnt the whole house with everyone in it down. He growled and mentally slapped himself to get over it, he sat back with a sigh. As he stared at the ceiling he daydreamt about what would happen if Duck were to turn into a girl again.

"I love you Fakir…" Whispered a voice from a woman he only heard long ago it seems a flash of Duck's face filled with tears past behind his eyes.

"Oh I wish that were true Duck oh how I wish that were true…" He let one tear slide from his eyes and not one more, he got up and went into his bed next to the only person he could ever love but couldn't. As he closed his eyes he soon felt the darkness take hold of him and he then fell into a peaceful slumber filled with 'What ifs' and 'Could have's'