So Romeo and Juliet is about two lovers…

Fakir twirls Ahiru, all the while explaining the tragedy of the play.

"Two lovers whose families hate each other fall in love." "Do they really hate each other?" "Let's say each family kills someone from the other family at least three times by the end of the play." "But that's so sad…" "It's a tragedy Ahiru, for everyone." Ahiru effortlessly danced with Fakir, still wondering why she could dance so well with him. It's like when we danced in the Lake of Despair…He really does make the weak me stronger…

"Ahiru are you listening?" "What? Sorry Fakir…" Fakir sighs. "I said the end is that Juliet fakes her death and buys a sleeping potion for her to appear dead. Then Romeo comes, and sees her 'dead.' He thinks she really is dead, and he." Fakir stops talking, and Ahiru looks up. Their dance is slowly reaching an end. "What happens next?"

"He drinks this poison he had, and dies. Juliet wakes up, sees him dead, and kisses…him, because she thinks she could get the poison if she kisses him. It doesn't work, and she stabs herself too, so they're both dead."

Fakir is slowly lowering Ahiru into the last position, each other's face only inches from the other. "But that's such a sad story! Everyone dies!" Fakir smirks. "Not all stories are happy you know…" Then Ahiru closes her eyes, knowing full well Fakir will kiss her then. He's about to, his lips inches away when the door burst open to the practice room.

"ACK!" Fakir drops Ahiru suddenly so she hits the floor. She glares up at him, and sees he's avoiding her stare again. Instead Fakir is glaring at the intruder.

Femio…What is that loser doing here? "What are you doing here Femio?" Femio strides over to Fakir. "I'm just humbly going to practice so Neko-sensei will have to give me Romeo." Femio picks up the fallen Ahiru. "Shall I bless you with my dancing mademoiselle?" Ahiru stiffens and avoids Femio's gaze. "Uhh. Well Neko-sensei wanted to have me practice with Fakir so I should be doing that." Ahiru breaks free from Femio's grip and runs to Fakir. "You should ask him if it's okay…"

Femio smiles. "Ahh. A challenge? It seems my sweet flower is in love with another…" Ahiru feels her face erupt in red. Fakir senses her discomfort.

"No Femio, she just wants to practice, so if you don't mind, why don't you leave?" "Ahh. You are jealous are you not? It's okay, I would not want to still her away so sneakily from you." Fakir rolls his eyes. "Why would I be jealous?" "Because I know you must love her. Why when you danced with her before, it was emitting care and love for this gentle creature." Fakir rushes up and grabs Femio by the collar. "You were spying on us?!" "It is just a fault of mine. A sin I must pay for later in life." "How about now?" Fakir looks like he'll strangle the boy when Neko-sensei walks in.

"That's enough. Femio-san, I think you would play an excellent Paris considering how you and Fakir get along." Femio is shocked. "He almost killed me!" Fakir smirks. "That's why. Romeo kills Paris." Femio tries to glare at Fakir menacingly. "Do not think you have seen the last of me! My vengeance will be swift stealthy!" Femio rushes out of the room. Neko-sensei smiles. "Yes, he'll make a perfect Paris."

Neko-sensei tells them they can leave early for the day. As Fakir and Ahiru leave the school gates Ahiru realizes something. "Fakir, shouldn't we worry on what Femio is going to do?" Fakir slows down so she could catch up to his strides. "Relax Ahiru, someone with his small a brain couldn't think of anything too devious."

Ahiru smiles. "So were you jealous?" Fakir stops walking. And gives Ahiru a look. "Why would it matter? I know you would never go to Femio." Ahiru has a glitter in her eye. "Maybe I would…" Fakir jerks her arm. "Ahiru, don't be talking nonsense okay?"

Ahiru frowns at him. He sure is taking everything I say too seriously. "Fakir, I was joking." "Well I'm not in a joking mood okay?" Fakir storms off toward the lake. Ahiru realizes he should have alone time for once. She makes the walk home.

Charon sees Ahiru come up. "Where's Fakir?" Ahiru sighs. "The lake. He was acting so grouchy so I decided to leave him alone." Charon nods his head and lets Ahiru in the kitchen. "And would I be right in guessing he didn't tell you what day it is today?" Ahiru nods. Charon sits down. "Today is the day his parents died…" Charon looks up at Ahiru. "And you can imagine he would fully blame himself, although he never had anyone to tell him of his gift. He still carries the weight of their deaths on his shoulders."

Ahiru looks down sadly. "Fakir never told me today was that day…" Ahiru holds back tears. "I want to help him but he only pushes me away most of the time." "Ahiru that can be expected. You know how Fakir is…" Ahiru stands up. "But it's not fair! Why is it so hard for him? If he only let make him feel better." Charon looks up to Ahiru. "He's always been like that Ahiru, since their deaths. A tragedy at that young an age is sure to affect a person somehow later in life." "But I know Fakir wants me to help. He just doesn't say it…" When I'm awake that is. "Ahiru, maybe Fakir doesn't want help…" "He does. He does!"

"Then try to go to the lake, maybe cheer him up." Ahiru agrees. "If he wants to be cheered up that is…" Charon sends her off.

Ahiru walks and sees Fakir sitting on the dock. All he's doing is staring of into space… Ahiru walks up slowly behind him. "Fakir?" Fakir doesn't turn toward her. "Yes Ahiru?" She sits next to him, her feet dangling over the edge of the dock. "Do you want to talk about something?" "No." Ahiru nods her head. "I thought so…" Fakir looks at her. "What's that supposed to mean?" "I figured you wouldn't want to talk to me because you never want to. Fakir, I want to help you, but how can I if you shrug me away?"

"I don't shrug you away." "Yes you do! Fakir, do you want to talk about what today is?" "No." Ahiru sighs and leans her head on his shoulder. "You see, you just did it right there." Fakir turns toward the lake again. "Whatever."

I guess I'll have to help you the hard way then… "Fakir, do you like me?" Without even glancing at her Fakir says, "Shouldn't you already know the answer to that?" "Yes, but why don't you ever say it?" "Why should I? My answer is obvious." Ahiru gives Fakir a disbelieving face. "So? It doesn't hurt to say it once in a while." "I don't see the need to."

Ahiru tries to act sad. "So you don't then…" "Baka, I know where you're going with this so just stop." "Hmph!" Ahiru sits up on her own and crosses her arms. "If that's how you're going to be about everything." He smirks.

"Fakir, are you excited for the production in a few weeks?" "No." "Why not? You'll be dancing with me." "Exactly. I have to look at your face and watch your pitiful dancing through the whole thing." Ahiru looks down sadly. He's right about that…

Ahiru then realizes it's getting dark. "Fakir, shouldn't we be going home now?" "You can, I want to stay here a little while longer." "Okay," Ahiru gets up slowly, still hurting at Fakir's comment. Ahiru is about to walk away when she feels Fakir pull on her braid. She turns around. "Fakir?"

"Uhh Ahiru…" Fakir looks away from her. "Yes?" He's going to say he likes me! So I did help him… "I just want to say I'm…Sorry." Ahiru seems taken aback. "For what?" Fakir pulls harder on her braid. "You're not making this any easier you know!" Ahiru smiles to herself. "You're sorry for…?" "I didn't mean what I said before. I… want to dance with you. I'm looking forward to it…" Ahiru walks back to Fakir and kneels next to him. "I know Fakir."

She leans over and pecks him on his cheek. Fakir still has his face turned away but Ahiru knows he's blushing. "I know, it's okay." She gets up and starts to walk home. "Ahiru…?" She stops. "Thanks, I guess…For coming back." "Coming back to do what?" Ahiru asks in her most innocent voice. Fakir scowls at her. "For coming back to talk. With me. After I said to not come. Back." Ahiru grins broadly. "You're welcome Fakir!" She skips home.

Maybe helping Fakir won't be as hard as I thought…

THAT'S THE END OF THE STROY PART! please review! I have to know if it sounds good!

OH YEAH! I DON'T OWN PRINCESS TUTU! that counts for this and all future story parts! ;)