Not Out Of Love (A Princess Tutu Fan Fiction)

Of course

I looked at him askance, "What do you mean Droselmeyer has taken your child?" I rolled my eyes at his pathetic lie. Until, Mytho did the impossible. He begged. I couldn't believe my eyes as Mytho stood on bender knee. The tears filled his eyes as he glanced up at me, and I could feel his helplessness. My voice shaky, I begged him, "Mytho stand up!" He looked at me half crazed. " You do not understand Duck, he is my child." I glared at him and felt my heart harden a bit as he held up a hand in response. "I know you hate me now, and I know that I caused you and the live of your life to be kept apart. But please Duck, my son.....He is more important to me then you could guess. He didn't cause this, it is my crime alone." He looked at me with his heart bared. "How could you fault him for this?!" He broke down and I saw what I thought I had wanted, Mytho broken to the point of insanity. But, I-I didn't like it? Everything started to spin. So did I not want him to feel my pain? To be hurt as I was? BUT Fakir! BUT I was trapped as a duck. I suddenly heard Fakir's voice cry out to me in disappointment "This isn't you Duck!" I looked around me at what I saw a man broken crying out for help and me cruelly refusing him. I couldn't. I guess that means that I wasn't quite that heartless yet. I picked up Mytho's head and smiled like I knew the old me would. "Of course, I will help Mytho. The question is, where do you need me?"