My first attempt at a Princess Tutu fanfic! I fell in love with this anime at the first episode and the entrance song is very beautiful. At first, I thought Fakir was a jerk, but then I fell in LOVE with him when I saw him crying at the pond! He looked so sexy... So he is just keeping things bottled up inside and he has a soft side to him. Aww! So please R&R!

Umm, I worked VERY hard on making this fanfic, because I made one before this, but wasn't very proud of it, sooo...I made this one.

IMPORTANT: THIS CHAPTER IS JUST A RAMBLE OF THEY'RE TRUE FEELINGS, BUT THE REAL PLOT WILL START IN THE SECOND CHAPTER. IT WILL BE AN ALTERNATE OF FAKIR'S POV AND AHIRU'S POV, STARTING FIRST WITH FAKIR. PLEASE, I ENCOURAGE YOU TO KEEP READING!

Disclaimer:I don't own Fakir or Princess Tutu.

Fakir's POV

If only.

If only she knew how I felt for her. How I looked at her when she was sleeping, how I dreamed of her at night, and how I wished her to become a girl again.

If only if she knew about the stories I tried to write about her coming back to being a girl.

Why did she have to be turned away to a duck in the end? Why did it have to HURT me so?

I wanted to tell her how I wanted, no, needed her and that I loved her.

But she was a duck. And who has heard of a person loving a duck? No one, that's who. Except that before there were animal/people things…

Still, I missed that potential salmon-haired girl. The clumsy, ditzy girl who never stopped until she got it right. She was still here, of course, but just in another form…who couldn't talk. Sure, I could pour out my heart out to her if I wanted to but the only response I would get back would be a teary-eyed face or a smiling one.

I was crazy to think that she would come back even with the many times I have tried, breaking the promise I made with her. There was nothing in this world that would stop me from trying except…you know, her.

If only.

Ahiru's POV

If only.

If only he knew that I mourned for him. How I wanted to wipe the tears from his face when he cried, how I wanted to dance with her again, and how I wished to become a girl again.

If only he knew that I silently prayed to become a girl again.

The truth was, that the story did end a tragedy, as Drossellmeyer said. He just didn't know it ended that way for me. It was true that I am living with Fakir, as he said to stay beside me for the rest of his life. There was just no way to communicate with him.

He was acting strange around me lately. I was tearing my eyes out trying to understand what was wrong with him, or trying to get him to notice me. I think the last time he looked at me was a month ago…

Still, I missed that tall dark-haired boy that cheered me up with the small, soft smile. Nothing cheeky, like what I had. He seemed so tired lately, but I haven't gotten around to see all those papers he threw in the garbage.

I was trying so hard to let him know that I cared for him, that I loved him. Fakir was my knight in shining armor, not Mytho's.

If only.

Drossellmeyer's POV

Ooh, tension, do we have now, Uzura?

"Don't say that about my friends-zura!"

So it was a tragedy after all, huh… I have a GREAT plan!

"It better not be bad-zura. Or I will give you headache with my drum again-zura."

Well, I had no luck with tragedies, so why not these sappy romances?

"There's ALWAYS problems in romance stories-zura! Either love or hate-zura."

Yes, yes, I know…

"Why do you put those dots at the end-zura?"

Uzura, Uzura. You've still got so much to learn…

"See? There it is again!"

Well? Did you like it? Hate it? Please review! Umm, the reason that Drossellmeyer is writing without quotes...will be in the next chapter. Thanks!