Disclaimer: Okay I do not own anyythinnnggg of the gloryness which is Moulin Rouge though just like everyone else I wish I did xD This is my first fanfic in this catagory so it is bound to be rubbish but I gotta start somewhere ^_~

Chapter 1

There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wondered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy and sad of eye
But very wise was he

And then one day
A magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return..."

Christian had learned the greatest thing and had never even regretted coming to Paris. This was where he met Satine! Where he fell in love with the true love of his life! All those times that he would talk about truth, beauty, freedom, and love, he just hadn't realized what love really was. Until he met 'his' Sparkling Diamond. Christian couldn't even say that he was living life to the fullest before he met Satine. How could he have gone so long without really experiencing true love! Love was like oxygen and now that he had it Christian could finally breathe deeply and not worry about it at all.

It just so happened that on that particular day Christian was on his way back from the market. The young man had just stopped at the produce market to buy a few pieces of fresh fruit, that which would serve as his afternoon lunch. The hustle and bustle of the crowd was easy to get lost in but Christian swore he heard a voice calling his name...

"Christian! I know you are out there in the crowd somewhere. I must speak with you! Christian please find me!" the voice was pleading amongst all the other voices in town but Christian none the less pushed his way closer to the mysterious voice. Oddly enough he found himself at a fortune teller's stand and staring at a much older woman. She looked trouble and upon seeing him she reached over and grabbed his hand, "Christian. You must listen to me! Satine is going to die...unless you do as I say!"

It was as if Christian was knocked flat on his feet. Just what was this raving lunatic going on about? Satine couldn't die...not this young anyway. She wasn't ill or anything to his knowledge so what could this nut job know that he didn't? Christian would then shrug her off rather coldly, "I don't think you know what you are talking about. How do you know Satine and I anyway? That is something I would like to know. Have you been spying on us? Do you work for the Duke?"

"Christian! You must believe me. The stars have fortold of this love story and unless you do as I say it will undoubtedly turn into tragedy," the fortune teller took a shakey breath before continuing on, "My dear Christian...Satine is going to come to you tonight and tell you that she is staying with the Duke. It will be a lie but in order for her to live you must not try to stop her. She must stay there at the Moulin Rouge. When she tells you that she is leaving you must tell her that you do not care and act the same towards her. Do this...and she will live. Never once look back..."

The young man blinked his eyes in astonishment. Didn't this person ever let up? He managed to tear himself away from the woman's grasp and despite being distraught over the ordeal he found his way back to the Moulin Rouge. What nerve of that woman! Claiming that the love of his life was going to die and would try to leave him that night. That could never happen, Christian chuckled at himself for even getting upset over that. It wasn't until that night when Satine came to him with the terrible news that she was to stay with the Duke that Christian even thought about believing the old woman....