Bl00dyshad0w: Ohmigersh! I made a Princess Tutu fanfic! XD I decided to make it only 3 chapters with the second being a long motherflipper.

"What is it, Ahiru?" Questioned Fakir as he set down his pen and paper to look at the small yellow duck before him. Ahiru pointed at the sky, when Fakir looked up, he watched as a flock of ducks passed by. Looking back at Ahiru he asked, "You…You want to leave?" The duck gave him a sad little nod.

"But don't you want to become human again? I'll get better at writing, and you'll definitely become human again! I just need some time to-"

Ahiru silenced him by lamely flying on top of his paper. The duck shook her head.

"You don't want me to write about you anymore?"

Ahiru shook her head sadly.

Fakir closed his eyes and sighed. "You're the only thing I can write about though…"

When he opened his eyes, Ahiru was right in front of his face with a pleading expression.

"Alright, Ahiru…I'll stop writing, for you…You deserve to be free…It has been two whole years…"

The duck gave him a small, sad little quack before flying off towards the flock of ducks.

Feeling the need to cry, Fakir crumpled up the story he was writing and threw it into the water.

(3 Years Later)

"Fakir! You'll be my dance partner at the festival tonight, right?" Questioned Harmony. She's a tall, beautiful woman with shoulder length light brown hair and golden eyes. Her dancing skills were superb and she was known by everyone in the town.

"Harmony…for the last time, I don't want to-"

A group of three girls passed by saying, "Look! It's Fakir! He graduated from our school last year!"

"Seems you have some fan girls," mumbled an irritated Harmony as she hooked her arm around the male next to her. The girls squealed and said, "Look! Those two are a couple! They look so cute together, but I'm so jealous!"

Fakir rolled his eyes when the group of females was out of sight.

"About being my dance partner…" Whispered Harmony seductively in his ear. Fakir shrugged her off and said as he ran his hand through his short, shaggy black hair, "Look, I'm not interested in going to the festival, okay? I just want to go home right now." And with that, the man turned around and walked away as he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

When he was out of earshot, Harmony mumbled to herself, "You will be mine eventually, darling."

Fakir threw himself on his bed after he got to his place. He lives in a small house and was training to be one of the dance instructors at his old school. Out of habit, he unlocked one of the drawers in his desk and pulled out one of his stories about Ahiru. 'I wonder what she's doing…' He thought as he finished reading it. He shoved the paper back into its place and re-locked the drawer. "I must not write!" He scolded himself as he walked over to the window.

The season was changing to fall.

He stayed staring out until the sun started setting. Without anything better to do, he changed his clothes and then went to sleep.

Knock, knock, knock knock, knock

He covered his face with his pillow, hoping that the person at the door would go away and come back when he was fully awake, but the knocking didn't stop, and it seemed to sound into an annoying pattern.

Grunting, Fakir got up and walked to the door. It was still dark, so it must be very early in the morning. Before opening he asked in a loud voice, "Who is it?! Do you have any idea what time it is?!"

When he didn't get an answer, he opened the door cautiously.

Standing at his front steps was a beautiful woman with long, wavy orange hair that cascaded down her back and blue eyes. She was wearing a large man's gray button up shirt that exposed a bit of cleavage and reached her thighs.

He couldn't help but blush a little at the sight before him.

"Fakir?" Her voice sounded like an angel's. "Is it really you?"

"Wh-Who are you?" He asked. But was he looked deep into her blue eyes, he couldn't help but noticed how similar they looked to Ahiru's.

When she smiled a little Fakir's eyes widened. "It can't be…" he mumbled as he looked the girl up and down multiple times. The human Ahiru he remembered looked childish, but this woman in front of him looked nowhere near like a child.

'It's been five years since I last saw Ahiru as a human…could this woman really be…?'

Fakir opened the door all the way. He walked up to the woman and gently touched her face.

"A….Ahiru?"

The woman nodded and smiled widely as tears started falling from her eyes.

Fakir threw his arms around her and held her into an embrace. Tears started falling from his eyes as well as he cried, "I…I can't believe it's really you!"

Ahiru hugged back, and they stayed like this until the man noticed that the woman in his arms was shivering a bit.

He took her hand and led her inside saying, "come inside, it's too cold out here."

"Thank you…"

After Fakir closed the door behind him, Ahiru sat on his bed and the man followed suit.

"I don't get how this is possible…" he started. "I haven't written anything since the last time I saw you…"

"I know… but I fell from the sky last night and landed in the pond. I fainted and then woke up like this. A man passing by gave me his shirt, though he didn't even ask why I was naked... I asked him directions to you, and here I am." She smiled slightly.

"What...what were you doing here for? I thought you left…"

"Fakir," she started softly as she took the man's hand. "I never really left."

"What?"

"You just didn't recognize me. You were so used to seeing me as a little yellow duckling, that you didn't noticed the swan that was in front of you. I've…I've been watching you from afar…I couldn't bring myself to approach you yet…"

Fakir recalled the times he noticed a swan when he went to think by the lake.

"You were….You were a swan?"

"Yes…I'm sorry I didn't let you know sooner…"

"It's fine. You're here with me now."

They exchanged smiles, and then all of a sudden, Fakir pulled her into another embrace.

"F-Fakir?"

"Shh," He said quietly as he closed his eyes. "It's been five years since I last held you as a human. I'm not planning on letting go anytime soon."

"B-But Fakir…My clothes…"

That's when he remembered she was barely wearing anything. He doubted that any of his clothes would fit her, since she was still a lot shorter than him.

"Ahiru," he started as he pulled away from her. "Get some sleep. I'll get you clothes when the store opens."

"But where will you sleep?"

"I'll sleep on the couch. It's alright; you haven't slept in a bed for a long time, have you?"

The girl shook her head slowly. Fakir smiled and said, "Why don't you come with me to town later and we'll do stuff that you miss?"

Ahiru's eyes lit up and she nodded her head.

Fair turned the light off before lying down on the couch. He laid there thinking, 'What if I wake up and this is a dream? Ahiru…After all these years… Has she finally returned to me?'

Sleep took him.

He snapped his eyes open one the first rays of sunlight seeped through the window. He quickly got up and walked over to the bed. He sighed in relief when he saw Ahiru sleeping peacefully, but then he blushed when he noticed that the blanket wasn't covering her anymore and the shirt she was wearing was folded upwards, almost revealing… Fakir quickly shook his head and covered the girl without looking at her.

He got ready to leave to town. He left a note for Ahiru in case she woke up saying that he would be back soon with a change of clothes for her.

On his way to the clothing store, Harmony 'accidentally' bumped into him.

"Fakir!" She exclaimed happily as she hugged him tightly. She was wearing a tight green V-neck shirt that exposed plenty of cleavage for all to see.

"Harmony, I'm busy," said the man straightforwardly as he peeled the woman off of him.

"But Fakir!" She whined as she hooked her arm around his. "I missed you!"

Fakir sighed and said, "Look, Harmony, I'm busy right now. Please, leave me be for a while."

Said woman's face started turning red in anger. She closed her eyes, took deep breaths, and then stepped backwards as she let the man go. "What are you going to do?" She asked with a pout.

Without another word, Fakir quickly left.

And, of course, Harmony started stalking him.

"Fakir!" Said the old man behind the counter of the clothing store. "A bit too early to shop for clothes, isn't it?"

"I'm actually not coming to buy clothes for myself."

Smirking, the man asked, "Eh? Were you a little violent with your woman's clothes last night?"

"I-It's nothing like that!"

After his laughing fit the man continued talking. "So, is it for Harmony?"

"No. An old friend that I haven't seen in years showed up early this morning in only a large man's shirt."

"I see…That's a little…odd. Well then, just tell me what sizes she need and I'll see what I can do."

Realizing he was going to have to buy her underwear as well, he blushed and looked away. Noticing this, the old man laughed again. "Come now, you must have had a peek at them! After all, she was barely wearing anything as you said."

"Yes, but…"

Gulping, he told the man a good estimate.

Fakir walked out of the store with two big bags in each hand. Harmony stood there with her arms crossed and her eyes narrowed.

"So who is this girl, hm? Someone I should know about?"

"I'm sorry, but it's none of your concern."

"Oh, darling, you better believe it is."

He walked past her and hurried to his place. Even if he did leave a note, he didn't want Ahiru to wake up with him gone.

With a pout and a stomp of her foot, Harmony left Fakir alone. For now.

"Fakir!" Cried the woman who was sitting up on the bed. The right sleeve of her shirt slid downwards and revealed her bare shoulder.

"I-I brought you some clothes…" Said Fakir as he looked away. He heard her get up and she took the bags from him saying, "Thank you so much! Don't worry; I'll pay you back-"

"Don't worry about it. Now go get dressed so we can go."

Ahiru smiled and walked to the bathroom with the bags.

The man ran his hand through his hair and moved to the kitchen to start making them breakfast.

When he set the small table up and started pouring juice in the glasses, Ahiru came out in a tight, long sleeved white shirt, black jeans and black flats. He stared at her with his mouth open a bit. 'Damn,' he thought. 'She looks good.'

"F-Fakir! The juice!" She cried as she motioned towards the glasses. He looked down and jumped a bit when he noticed the juice pouring on the floor.

"Shit," he mumbled as his face started heating up.

They started eating after he cleaned up. It was silent, which was odd for him because he remembered Ahiru as the talkative type. When he looked at her, she had a huge blush on her face.

"Ahiru?" He asked as he put some food into his mouth. "What's the matter?"

"How…"

"How what?"

The blush on her face increased. In a quiet voice she asked, "How did you know my bra size?"

He started choking.

"Fakir!" She cried worriedly as she shot out of her seat and ran to Fakir's side so she could pat his back. The man spat the food out and sighed in relief. But remembering the question she asked, he blushed. "I-It was a lucky guess!"

They looked away awkwardly.

"I-I see…" Was all Ahiru replied before going back to eat her breakfast.

"Ready?" Asked the raven haired man as he stood by the door, waiting for Ahiru.

"Yeah, let's go!" She replied excitedly as she ran out of the house.

But she bumped into no other than Harmony. Ahiru slowly looked up and was stared down coldly by the tall woman.

"I-I-I'm so sorry!" She squeaked as she jumped away from the woman and stood next to Fakir by the doorway.

"Harmony," he said in a deep voice. "Why are you here?"

"This is her?" She asked as she looked at the woman cowering behind Fakir. "I've never seen her before. What is she doing staying with you, Fakir darling?"

"Darling?" Questioned Ahiru silently.

"I've known her for years, Harmony. She doesn't have a place to stay, so she'll be staying with me."

"Is she a run away?"

Fakir took Ahiru's hand and started walking away with the last words. "Enough with the questions."

When they were out of earshot, Harmony mumbled, "That woman…there is something off about her. Just what is she?"

"Pizza!" Cried Ahiru as she pointed towards the pizza parlor.

"But we just had breakfast," said Fakir as he looked at the woman with a brow raised.

"Well you're the one who said that we could do whatever I missed doing today!"

"Pizza can wait for dinner, Ahiru. Do you want to get fat?"

Blushing, the woman shook her head furiously.

They walked all through town and did stuff that Ahiru hasn't done in a long time, like looking around inside stores, playing game, and looking at some of the scenery that was significant to her.

In a clothing store, she noticed two women around her age that looked familiar. One had pink hair while the other was blonde. She gasped when she realized they were her best friends from the academy. When she was about to go up and say hi, she froze when she realized that they didn't remember her anymore.

Fakir gently took her wrist and started to pull her out of the store saying, "That's enough. We better go."

"Woah!" Said one of Fakir's fan girls when he walked out. "It's Fakir! But wait…Who's that girl? She's pretty…Did Fakir break up with Harmony to be with her? Awww! I wish I was that girl right now!"

Irritated by the gossip, Fakir quickened his pace.

"Where are you taking me?" Asked Ahiru after a while.

With a smirk the man said, "You'll see."

He stopped in front of the gates of their old academy. Tears forced their way to Ahiru's eyes when she recalled a bunch of memories.

"Come on," he said softly as he moved his hand from her wrist to her own hand. The woman blushed but accepted it nonetheless.

The students were in their dorms since it was now their curfew, and a few teachers lingered in the hall and gave Fakir a nod when they saw him.

He took Ahiru to the practice room that she's been in so many times to clean.

Ahiru stopped and tugged her hand back before she stepped foot into the room. Surprised, Fakir turned around and asked, "What's wrong, Ahiru?"

"I…" A tear started rolling down her cheek as she looked away. "I know that you want to dance with me…But…I haven't danced since forever ago, and I don't even remember anything…So I'm just going to fall-"

"Then I'll catch you," said the man straight forwardly as he took her cheeks and gently moved her face upwards to look at him. "Ahiru…I've wanted to dance with you again for such a long time. I don't care if you mess up. I don't. So…please…"

Hearing him plead made her heart change, and she nodded her head.

Fakir turned on the music and turned to face Ahiru who was standing on the opposite side of the room wearing a blue ballet dress and shoes with her long hair up in a bun. She was looking down at the tiled floor while nervously fiddling with her fingers.

"Ahiru," started Fakir. "It's alright. You can do this."

She took in a few deep breaths and nodded.

"I'll go first, alright?"

She nodded her head slowly.

Fakir gracefully danced to the middle of the floor. Ahiru was so entranced with his dancing, that she didn't even know it was her turn to move until he held his hand out towards her.

She tried dancing towards him, but then stumbled a bit.

"It's alright, Ahiru. Keep going," said Fakir as he nodded for her to go on.

With a gulp, the woman continued dancing towards him. She was slowly getting the hang of it again.

She took his outstretched hand and they started dancing pas de deux with Ahiru getting better each second. She was, towards the end of the dance, as graceful as a swan. Fakir was surprised, since she hasn't danced in years, but he smiled inwardly.

By the time the song was closing, Fakir grabbed Ahiru by the waist and lifted her up with ease. Meanwhile, the woman did a graceful pose.

"Holy shit!" Said a voice in the background. When Fakir set Ahiru down, they turned to look at his fan girls who were watching them from the window.

"That was amazing!"

"Isn't it past your curfews?" Growled Fakir. The girls ran to their dorms.

When he turned back to Ahiru, he gave her a warm smile. "That was beautiful. You were as graceful as a swan."

Ahiru blushed and said, "Y-Y-You're more graceful though!"

Fakir chuckled and placed a hand on top of her head. "I believe if you practice, you'll surpass me in a very short time. Now…Are you hungry?" He set his hand down.

"For pizza?!" She asked excitedly. "Oh hell yeah!"

Questioning her choice of words, the two went their separate ways to change.

In the darkness of her bedroom, Harmony was peering into her wooden bowl with a variety of things mashed together inside. One of those things was a strand of Ahiru's hair.

"Who is this woman?" She questioned as she tilted the bowl this way and that. That's when she saw the answer. And it brought a mischievous to her ruby red lips.

Bl00dyshad0w: Dundundunduuuun! Please review! :D It makes me feel all warm and happy inside. Like how I feel towards baby animals.