Fakirxreader A Knight and his maiden!-part 1

Chapter 1-

"EEPPP,it's Fakir and senior Mytho!"

You hear all the girls screaming as you walk out of the girls dorm and upon looking up, you see why.

By the fountain, was Mytho and Fakir, whom were waiting on you like they always did every morning.

The two were your best friends since you were younger and you had been helping Fakir take care of Mytho ever since he first found him collapsed on the pavement those many years ago.

A grin spread across your face as you jogged over to the two boys.

"Mytho! Fakir! Good morning!"You greeted with a cheerful tone, gaining the boys's attention.

"Good morning _____."Mytho greeted in his soft, monotone voice.

"Hey _____."Fakir greeted as well in his usually grumpy tone. You pouted.

"Fakir, are you grumpy again today?" He looked up at you before standing and walking ahead.

"Lets just go already, if we're late Mr.cat will be angry with us."he says. "Mytho lets go."

"Okay, Fakir." Mytho replies, catching up to him. You stand there for a moment before blinking and jogging after the two.

"Hey, wait for me!"you call after them.

The three of you chatted as you walked to your dance school, which was just a large studio.

When you arrived, you quickly changed into your dance uniform and began to stretch alongside Fakir and Mytho.

It wasn't long before you saw a familiar brunette in a crimson red dress enter the studio.

Rue. Smiling, you wave to her, preparing to greet her, However; Fakir stopped you.

"Don't talk to her."he scowls.

"What? Why?"you ask, slightly confused.

"Because you shouldn't trust her."Fakir replies.

You huff and roll your eyes, placing your hands on your hips.

"Oh Fakir, stop it. The whole story thing is just a myth right? Nothing is gonna happen from us being friends."you tell him as you gently poke the brunette male in the chest with your index finger. 

An annoyed look came across his face before he turned away from your direction, leaving  you and Mytho to look at one another.

Mytho wore a blank expression on his  face, which was his usual one considering the fact that he couldn't feel emotions due to his lack of having a heart.

Supposedly.
 

Class began like usual and like usual not long into class, the doors of the studio creak open and in sneaks a girl with pech hair and crystal blue eyes.

Her name was Duck or something weird like that and  she was a strange girl, always coming to class late, usually because she over slept.

And like usual, she was scolded by Mr.Cat.



After the class resumed, Mr.cat asked Rue and Mytho to demonstrate partnership in dancing a Pa de Deux with one another as he always did.

Though, sometimes you wished he would ask you and Fakir to demonstrate.

And though most girl dreamt of dancing with Mytho, you were one of the few who only wished to dance the night away with Fakir.

Even if he was a grouch, he was a very intelligent and handsome grouch.

Thinking of dancing with him often took your mind elsewhere and you would zone out in class.

You would be so far gone that you'd never hear Mr.Cat speaking to you.

Which was the case now.

It wasn't until Fakir smacked the back of your head did you slam right back into reality.

"Huh? Yes?"You responded, looking up at Mr.Cat who was standing in front of you now.

"Lost in thought are we miss _____?"Mr.cat asks. He sighed.."Well I shall repeat, I want you and master Fakir to demonstrate proper balance and point in a Pa de Deux together."

"What?!"

Your heart started to race and you thought it was going to pop right out of your chest.

Why didn't he ask Rue and Mytho to demonstrate?

Before you could even respond, Fakir was standing and extending his hand out to you. 

You take it and allow  him  to pull you close to him and lead you to the center of the studio so the entire class could see. 

He stands behind you and lays his hands on your waist causing the anxiety flood your body.

You take a breath, nod to him that you are ready and feel yourself be lifted up into the air.

You extend your legs and point your toes, demonstrating how perfect and straight you hve to be when doing this move with your partner.

  Around, you could hear the soft gasps and aws of the girls who looked on, admiring you as if you were a graceful swan.

You were so elegant and beautiful that you couldn't help but smile a little.

When Fakir puts you down, he grabs your hand and twirls you around slowly.

The two of you move slow and elegantly to each others movements, neither one of you taking your eyes off one another despite how nervous Fakir's emerald gaze made you.

You were lucky.

At least thats what the other girls thought.

And you felt it. All to soon the dance ended and the two of were applauded as you bowed before taking your seats once more.

 You sit back down next to Mytho and hug your knees as Mr.cat talks about how graceful the two of you were, and then he soon went into the whole marriage scenario which made you turn pink.

When the class was over you noticed Rue pulling Mytho off somewhere.

You thought about saying something but sighed and let it be.

They weren't hurting anybody after all. However, Fakir was quick to notice the boy's absence and soon confronted you about it.

"Hey, _____, have you seen Mytho?"The raven-haired boy asked you in a stern tone.

You looked up at him as you slid on your regular school shoes.

"Yeah, where he normally is when he isn't with us."You tell him with a  shrug. "With Rue."

He growled and gripped your arm tightly. How could you not have said anything to him about this?

"Where did they go?" He implored.

"I don't know." you reply.

.  Slowly, Fakir released your arm and stormed off leaving you to walk home alone for the day.

The next morning you and Mytho snuck off to the studio before Fakir awoke.

Since Mytho loved to dance, the two of you would often do this so he could dance freely and without Fakir breathing down his neck.

The music played, and the white-haired boy began to dance while you watched from your spot beside the large organ.

Mytho was a magnificent dancer and it always amazed you when he did.

However, the graceful moment was abruptly ended when the doors of the studio opened and in stepped the girl from the day before, Duck.

Mytho stared at her confused to why she had come so early.

The poor thing must not have known the time and got up early thinking she was late, and that was exactly what had happened.

You watched as she became flustered upon making eye contact with him but as she turned to leave, she tripped and he rushed to catch her like the prince he was.

You couldn't help but giggle as she began rambling on and on while Mytho stared and listened quietly.

Embarrassed, she removed herself from the prince's grasp and continued to ramble until the studio door opened once more. Only this time, Fakir stepped in with a scowl upon his face. He shot you a glare quickly.

"What did I tell you about taking him out without informing me, first."he growled and you simply stuck your tongue out at him. He narrowed his eyes that darted to Mytho quickly. "Mytho let's go."


"I can't..My foot.."Mytho whispered.

"Did you twist it?"Fakir asked.

He  nodded and you quickly rushed over to help him up.

The brunette  glared over at Duck quickly before turning and leaving the studio with you and Mytho walking after him.

You looked back at the girl one more time before helping Mytho to the boy's dorm where you laid him down gently on his bed.

Once he was tucked in again, Fakir practically dragged you out the room to scold you.

"I told you to let me know if you take him anywhere."he growled. Now it was your turn to glare at him.

"Fakir, I don't have to report everything me and Mytho do when you aren't with us! You're not the boss of me nor him." You growl back.

He continued to glare into your (e/c) eyes before sighing and turning away.

"You really are an idiot."he spat. 

You open your mouth to speak but the sound of the bell interrupts your little quarrel and you quietly walk back to class.

When the two of you enter the studio again, Mr.Cat immediately instructing you and Fakir to demonstrate dance moves with each other again.

Though the last thing you wanted to do was dance with him, you took Fakir's hand and began. However, you kept averting your gaze and Mr.Cat continued to scold you about keeping eye contact with your partner.

You sighed and looked up into Fakir's emerald eyes which burned into yours deeply.

They were so captivating yet cold. There was something that made you want to run and hide from them yet also be gazed upon like a spotlight.

You hated it.

"Why must you look at me like that?" you whisper.

"Like what?" Fakir replied.

"Nothing, never mind just forget it." you mumble, looking away.

When you were allowed to stop you immediately take your seat. 

As class went on, you couldn't help but wonder about Mytho's well being.

Was he alright by himself?

Was his foot okay?

Was he bored or lonely?

Perhaps you should bring him something to cheer him up.

A smile came across your face as you knew the perfect thing to get him.

When class ended, you rushed over to the library and checked out a book titled, "The Prince and the Raven." which was one of Mytho's favorite books.

You held it close to you and began to walk towards the boy's dorm yet stopped at the sight of Duck throwing pebbles at Mytho's window.

What was she doing?

Part of you wanted to say something to her but Fakir appeared on the scene before you and apparently said something insulting to her as she stormed off after the contact.

"What a strange girl." You say as you walk to the dorm and enter.

Quietly, you sneak up to Mytho and Fakir's room and sneak inside where you found the two.

Fakir scoffed at your presence while Mytho sat up from his position in bed and greeted you.

"Hello _______."He said softly as you approached his bedside.

"Mytho, are you feeling any better?" you ask in your motherly tone .

He nodded.

"Yes _____. I am doing much better, thank you." 

You smile and turn to Fakir who was eyeing you.

"What are you doing here _____?"I told you he was fine." He growls.

"Well I had to see for myself plus I brought him something." You turn back to Mytho and pull out the old book before setting it on his lap. "Your favorite book, "The Prince and The Raven." You gleam.

He looks down at the book and then back at you.

"Thank you _____." Mytho replied in that empty tone of voice.

Your once happy smile slowly changed into a sad frown that you wore as you face Fakir.

"Hey, can I talk with you outside for a moment?"

Fakir crossed his arms in protest  but stepped out with you anyway.

"What is it, ______?" he asks in a very annoyed tone, closing the door behind him. 

"Well it's Mytho. He seems so empty..." you start.

"And that's how it should be!" Fakir cut you off. You rub your arm a little and look away from him.
 
"But why does it have to be like that?"

"Mytho doesn't have a heart _____, and it's going to stay like that." Fakir hissed,  marching back into the room. Again anger filled you and you stormed home, not wanitng to start a fight. 

That night, you laid on your bed and let your mind wander to Fakir.

Why is he such a jerk sometimes?

 He wasn't always like this; there actually was a time when he was nice.

It feels so long ago now, when the two of you were little.

You would always listen to him when he read the story "The Prince and The Raven." He would run around and talk about how he was the knight in the story and how you were his lovely maiden which whom he would protect always.

Those times feel so long ago that it's hard to believe they even existed.

You turn over and gaze out your window, recalling how everything used to be.

"Hey,_____! Did you know I'm the knight from the story reborn!
 
"Really?! Wow that's so cool Fakir!"

"Yep, and are the lovely maiden!"

"But Fakir, there's no maiden in that story!"

"I know, but that is what you will be anyway! That's what you should be! Every knight has to have a maiden that they vow to protect and mine is you!"

"Wow Fakir, really?"

"Of course! And someday we will grow up and you will be my wife ______!"

"Heh ,yeah!"

"Okay that's a promise then!"

"Yep Fakir, it's a promise!"

When you open your eyes again, you see light outside and realize morning has come. You yawn a little and get dressed. From the window, you could see Fakir and Mytho waiting for you like always.

"I wonder if he remembers that promise. Probably not, boys always forget mushy stuff like that."

You flip your (h/c) hair and skip out the door and to your friends. "Hey Mytho, I guess you're feeling better?" you inquire. He nods.

"Yes."  You smile and look at Fakir. "Good morning Fakir." You growl. He looks at you for a moment and walks past you.

"Hmph, Lets go, Mytho." He says and You roll your eyes yet follow them anyway. Later that morning you walk out of the first  class  and notice Mytho sitting on a hill reading the book you gave him.

It made you happy to see him reading something you had gotten him.

So happy that you wanted to join him but as You start to approach  you notice a big figure appear behind him.

You moved closer to get a closer look and gasp when you see that it was in fact a large Anteater girl that stood behind him.

You stare as the two exchange small talk and nearly scream out when her longue tongue slithers out her mouth and rubs against his pale cheek. She licked him!

You could only gaze in horror as she picks Mytho up afterwards and carries him away leaving you to stare off in disbelief.

What the heck is going on here?!