tutufans | Revival of the Raven~Chap. 8 (Reply)

Revival of the Raven~ Chap. 8: Is Love Evol?

Author: Hello to all and one! I am back after taking my 3^rd ACTs and I hope this time to have a higher score! Anyway, I’ve gotten some reviews about Lede calling Sensei, grandfather. I only did this to relate how the characters Drosselmeyer created are indirectly his children and that Lede (even though I created her) is his grandchild due to her father being the Raven King.

Drosselmeyer: *Sigh* Why must my “children” be so boring? Nonetheless, it’s good to see you back at your desk and fulfilling your promise to your muse.

Author: True, true. Also, to all of you Autor fans out there, comment more for me to write him in! I only had one person do this and they are on my friends’ list on LJ! Need some support for Autor, otherwise I’m going to have to cut him out.

Much love to all of the fans of me fic and a shout out to my twin, Altaria!

And now, The Show Must Go On!

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“I can’t believe I’m feeling like this!” she thought while her arm linked with Dante’s. Ahiru led the handsome lad through the town, the neighborhood, the outskirts of the village, and finally the Academy. As they were walking toward the ballet district of the Academy, Dante removed his arm from Ahiru’s embrace and walked ahead toward the ballet building.

“So, this is where I will be dancing, eh?” Dante darkly chuckled. Ahiru felt something inside her heart, telling her that Dante was a bit “off” in some ways.

“That’s silly, I mean he may look like a total bad boy, not that I’m complaining, but I think he really is nice! After all, he’s talking to me, a freak with a name meaning duck and the skills to match when it comes to ballet.” Ahiru thought while staring at the building and Dante.

Dante turned to find her in a bit of a daze and he smirked harder. He walked toward her and said, “Would you like to dance with me, Princess?” Ahiru awoke from her thoughts after hearing his proposal. She slowly nodded her head and let Dante lead her into the building.

As they walked through the doors, Ahiru released her hand from the boy and went over to the cubbies to retrieve her shoes and then motioned for Dante to choose a pair of shoes from there. After they tied their shoes on, Ahiru walked over to the piano and tried to tune it to a familiar song she usually hears in the ballet room.

When the song began to play a concerto from Bach’s Sarabande, Dante swiftly walked toward the piano and turned it off. Confused by his actions, Ahiru turned to see what the matter with the song was. Dante simply shrugged at her silent inquiry and searched behind the piano.

What he found was a small boom box/CD player with 5 CDS lying beside it. He picked one of the CDs titled, Dark Waltz, and pressed play. Walking to the centre of the room, Dante limbered and stretched as the violin strings played in the song.

Ahiru watched as he stretched and was mesmerized by how flexible he was. She heard the singer’s lyrics and felt Dante’s cold, but strong hands on her petite waist pull her toward him. They began to dance in a graceful movement of a pas de deux that expressed the sorrow and wicked delight each one shared throughout the ballet.

“What fluidity and skill Dante has! I’ve never felt so safe and beautiful through my dances, but with him, I feel so free and without any doubts.” Ahiru blissfully thought as Dante lifted her above his head with poise.

Ahiru felt joy and sadness when she began to descend at the end of the song, and without thinking she sinuously turned and placed her hands on his face and kissed him. Dante was stunned, for a bit, but quickly returned the romantic gesture as he held her in a mid-arabesque pose.

The song ended with a light ting! And the pair slowly pulled apart while gazing at each other’s eyes. Ahiru felt a warm quiver through her body and found that she liked that whenever Dante looked at her.

Dante gazed fiercely at the young ballerina and showed a small smile toward her. He then bent down to whisper, “I do believe I’ve found something truly entertaining, and it involves you, and me, and this song. Always remember this moment, Princess.”

Ahiru’s face reddened with delight and then her eyes darkened to a navy blue, which slightly shocked Dante before he composed his mask. “Perfect, this little performance has turned out quite advantageous and I’m not talking about her becoming more evil either….hmm, I wonder…”

“Princess, would you do me the honor of becoming my “friend” and hopefully more?” Dante deviously asked. Ahiru’s eyes glimmered with more sin as she whispered, “Yes,” to the evil trickster. Dante only tightened his hands upon her while embracing her in another addicting kiss.

As Ahiru’s eyes closed in desire, Dante’s was wide and aware of who was watching them. He smirked in his mind and viciously laughed through his eyes so his enemy could see who had the upper hand!

“Let’s see how the Mighty Hero rescues this princess….hehehe!”

The lively trio ran all around town in search for their beloved friend, but they could not find her. One of them decided to head back to her house, where they would confront Lede and see if Ahiru would be alright.

“Let us split up and see if she is either there, at the Academy, or outside of town,” suggested Mytho, “We’ll meet back before our curfew is upon us.” Rue and Fakir agreed with him and they each headed to one of the destinations.

Mytho chose the closest spot, the Academy, and headed toward the art buildings, but he couldn’t find her. Then he heard music come from the Ballet Building and quietly ran toward the place. He snuck up to the door and listened to the tragic, yet soothing melodies coming from the room.

“I need to see what that Devil is doing to her.” Mytho determinedly thought. He went outside and peaked through the nearby shrubbery to gaze through one of the windows opposite the wall. What Mytho saw made him shake in jealousy and regret, as he watched Ahiru and the Raven King beautiful dance.

The ballet performance reminded him of the first time he danced with Ahiru as Princess Tutu and as his classmate during his dark days. When the song ended, his heart almost broke when he witness Ahiru kiss that monster from a fairy tale. The only thought running through his head was how “It should have been me kissing her, dancing with her, holding her.”

When his head arose from its state, Mytho was caught by his enemy’s gaze and grew angry by the wicked amusement reflected in those jaded eyes! He saw Dante release Ahiru and watched as his foe walked out of the room while leaving a bemused, yet smiling Ahiru in his wake.

Mytho silently withdrew from his concealing, grassy follage and calmly walked toward the building’s door. When it opened, Mytho came face to face with his enemy of old and newfound rival. Dante slung his black jacket over his left shoulder and smirked in a bad boy way.

Mytho glowered at his enemy, “What do you want with her?” The Raven King merely shrugged his shoulders and turned his head in a stuck-up manner; but not without casting a sadistic wink at Mytho.

The former prince’s soul shook with anger and hatred toward the Raven King, but on the outside his face was emotionless and eyes were a cold, yellow stare.

Then his opponent walked toward Mytho and stated, “I’m only here to have some fun, and besides don’t you already have a “princess”?” The Raven King sneered at the mention of Rue.

“I’m not going to even answer that, but know this You and Your Daughter are going back in the depths from whence you came from, and this time I’ll seal you there for all time and not even Drosselmeyer could bring you back!” Mytho coolly declared in an even tone. Then without a thought to the other, Mytho swept passed the Raven King and went inside to speak to Ahiru.

The Raven King only laughed lightly at the minimal threat imposed by Mytho. He tilted his head toward the sky to see it becoming darker with only a few specks of starlight. He put on his jacket and headed toward the house that Ahiru and Lede shared in town.

Author: Cut! That’s a rap everybody! The muse has just went to sleep! Also, the song, Dark Waltz, is by Hayley Westenra!

Drosselmeyer: And as always, please review my apprentices work; although, you could hardly call this a complete chapter…Ow!

Author: Sensei! That’s not very nice! But thank you to all who were patient! Happy Halloween!