HALLOS! Yes, I love Furuba, especially Hatsuharu (oxen rock!). I had this idea when I was swimming laps for swim team. Pathetic, I know, but 200s give me freedom to think a lot. Here's my new story, Kyo of the Opera!

Characters:

Phantom: Kyo

Christine: Tohru

Raoul: Yuki

Meg: Uotani

Madame Giry: Hanajima

Firmin: Shigure

Andre: Hatori

Carlotta: Rin

Piangi: Hatsuharu

Former Owner of the Opera: Ritsu

Josef Bouke: Akito

Dancers: Momiji, Kagura

Opera Singers: Kazuma, Ayame, Hiro, Kureno

SCENE ONE:

Yuki watched as the gentleman across from him purchased the skulls from an opera long ago. He didn't care which one. He had the nurse raise her hand for the poster, and was again thanked for his generosity. He cared nothing for the thanks, he just wanted a relic of the past to cling to.

"Lot 665, a music box with a monkey on top. Still working, it was found deep in the labyrinth below the opera house. Do I hear 20 francs?"

The nurse raised her hand. A woman across the way, who looked quite familiar to Yuki, bid 25. The price got higher until the lady stopped at 35. Yuki collected the box, which played the sweet melody that reminded him of that night so long ago. Now he knew the identity of the woman before him: Arisa Uotani, an old friend from the opera house.

"Lot 666, a chandelier in pieces. We are told, ladies and gentlemen, that this is the very chandelier that was involved in the disaster. Some of you remember the strange affair that led up to this disaster. Perhaps we can frighten away ghosts, with a little light. Gentlemen."

The cover was lifted off the chandelier, and the memories swept back into Yuki's mind. A haunting melody, and the past he'd tried to forget, all came flooding back. Soon, it was as if the cobwebs disappeared, and the ceiling repaired. The opera house looked new again, as it had in it's glory days. He looked at the now lit stage, and saw a familiar sight: Rin singing her heart out. He became an audience, watching as the story took place.


Ritsu ran onto the stage, tugging behind him two unfamiliar men. "And this is our cast for Hannibal, which we are performing tonight."

"Seems rather imperfect, don't you think?" The taller man said.

"I'M SORRY I REALIZE THAT THEY HAVE NO TALENT I WILL CANCEL THE PERFORMANCE IMMEDIATELY!" Ritsu screamed.

"I kid, I kid, the performance is impecable." The man smiled.

"Shigure, do not torture poor Ritsu. He's showing us around so we can run this place."

"Hatori, he's leaving soon. I have to tease him while I can."

"No, you don't. Ritsu, the whole place looks amazing. And the performance is better than the original."

Ritsu smiled. "Thank you, Haa-san. Allow me to introduce our singers." Ritsu pointed to Kimi. "This is Kimi, our leading soprano for many seasons. Next to her is Hatsuharu, he is our lead tenor. These are our choruses, and..."

Madame Hanajima ran onto the stage. She banged the cage she used to signal her dancers, giving them all a fright. "Monseiur Ritsu, my dancers can't be interrupted, they need to dance the whole opera through, without distraction."

"I'M SORRY I RUINED THE REHEARSAL! I MUST MAKE AMENDS! I DEMAND DIVINE PUNISHMENT!" He fell to the floor. "STRIKE ME DOWN!"

"Never mind, continue to show the new owners around." She stuck out her hand. "Saki Hanajima, ballet instructor here at the Opera Populaire."

"Shigure and Hatori Sohma." The Hatori said.

Shigure went over to Rin. "Signora, your performance in the recent opera was amazing! Could you, perhaps, treat us to a private rendition of the aria you will be singing later tonight?"

"If-a my managers command." She smiled, went to the front of the stage, and sang. Thinking quickly, so that Rin wouldn't get all the attention, Hanajima sent out her dancers, telling them that this was a chance to show just how important the ballet was to an opera.

The introduction was playing, so the dancers practiced. A young girl with brown hair stumbled in her toe shoes, causing the line of dancers to collapse.

"Tohru Honda! Why are you messing up so much today?"

"I'm sorry, Madame, I was working a late shift last night."

"Don't let your outside life affect your performance! I can kick you out of this show faster than you can eat an onigiri!"

Shigure went over to talk to Hanajima privately. "Honda, you say? Surely no relation to the famous gang leader."

"Her only child. Orphaned in the past year, when her mother died in an accident." As she finished her sentence, a backdrop fell from the ceiling and landed right on Rin.

"Signora!" The new managers shouted, running over to lift the backdrop and free poor Rin.

Of course, Rin was already swearing in Italian, so the few who spoke the language flinched at her cries. As soon as she was upright, Shigure tried to calm her.

"Signora, these things do happen."

"For the past three years 'these things do 'appen.'" She points a finger at Ritsu. "And didda you stopa them from 'appening? NO!"

"I'M SORRY I SHOULD HAVE NEVER ALLOWED THE BACKDROPS THEY ONLY HURT PEOPLE!"

Rin now pointing an accusatory finger at Shigure and Hatori. "And you two! You are as bad as 'im!" The men looked sheepish.

"'These things do 'appen?' Well, until you stopa these things from happening, This thing does not 'appen!" She screamed at her assistants. They all ran out.

Hatsuharu followed, with a disgusted, "Amateurs."

"Akito! Why did you drop that scene on the Signora?"

The dark head poked from the backdrop. "I wasn't at my post! But there's no one there! Or if there is, it must be a ghost." The man smiled evilly, and went back to his duties.

"Why are you retiring Ritsu?"

"For my health." He checked his watch. "I'M GOING TO MISS MY BOAT! I WILL MAKE THEM LATE!" Ritsu ran off.

As soon as he had finished, Hanajima came over with a letter. "I have a letter, monsieur, from the opera ghost."

"Huh?" Shigure was surprised.

"He welcomes you to his opera house..."

"HIS opera house?"

"...and reminds you his salary is due."

"Salary?"

"Monsieur Ritsu gave him 20,000 francs a month."

"20,000?"

"Perhaps you can afford more? With the Prince as a new sponsor?"

Chatter came from the cast came. The prince was held in the highest esteem. No one imagined he would sponsor such a thing.

"Madame, I had planned to make that news public at the gala tonight, which we will not be having, since we've lost our star!"

Gasps of horror sounded as they explained that there was no understudy.

"Tohru Honda could sing it, sir." Hanajima called from the side. The whole stage went silent, except for Tohru, who gave a loud, "Eh?"

"A chorus girl? Don't be silly."

"She has been learning from a great teacher."

"Who?"

Tohru spoke up. "I don't know his name, Monsieur."

"Let her sing for you. She is well taught."

Tohru was led to the front of the stage. The music for the aria sounded, and she started to sing.

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