Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me! They belong to the
wonderful Baz Lurhman, who directed my other favorite movie, "William
Shakespeare's Romeo and Juilet" In this story, Satine doesn't have
consumption. This chapter is just the beginning, it will get better later!
I really hope you like this story, it's my first attempt at fan fiction, so
please read and review!
The applause was deafening. The excitement of the audience was only eclipsed by that of the actors backstage. As the curtain opened, the role reversal seemed complete. The same men who had patronized the Moulin Rouge when it was a bordello cheered the "underworld showfolk" with a vengeance. As Christian and Satine took their places on the stage, the opulent and elite carried on like rowdy children. It seemed as if this was a seal on their love that was to be hidden no more. All was right with the world.
However, it was still not perfect. Even though Satine had risked everything to proclaim her love for him, Christian still had some doubts. He was able to piece together that the Duke must have threatened to kill him if Satine was to keep up their relationship. Christian appreciated this, and loved her all the more for her concern, but he could not understand why she couldn't trust him with the knowledge. They still could have run away together, just maybe at a different time. But this was not the time for these questions. That would come later, when they were alone.
Satine was having some doubts of her own. However, they were of a much different sort. Christian had come back to her, and she knew he still loved her, but could he forgive her for the pain she had caused? It seemed like it, but she could tell by his facial expression that there was something not quite right. They had much to discuss later. For right now, her only thoughts would be of Christian, and how she loved him. But even those thoughts did not last for long, as Christian swept her into yet another amazing kiss, and the applause of the audience seemed to fade into the night.
~Later That Night~
The party of the Bohemians raged into the early hours of the morning. However, removed from the celebrating were Christian and Satine, who sat up in Christian's garret, just happy to be together again. They had been separated from each other for mere hours, but it seemed like an eternity. But words left unsaid were driving a wedge between them. They both knew they had many things to discuss, but neither was willing to break their now peaceful happiness.
Finally Christian spoke. "Satine?"
Satine looked into his eyes, the ones that always shone with love. That love was still there, but it was clouded with pain, the pain that she had caused. "Yes, my love?" she responded softly.
As Christian started to speak again, tears began to fall from his eyes. "Darling, you know I love you with all my heart. I just have so many questions. Why didn't you trust me enough to tell me what was really going on?"
Satine sighed. She knew this question was coming, but she was still not completely prepared for it. "My love, I was scared. I love you more than life itself. And if I truly love you, then I should want what is best for you. Your life was so much more important to me, and I did not want to risk that."
The expression on Christian's face brightened considerably. "I love you, Satine. It was torture for me when I thought you didn't love me. I couldn't imagine how I could live life without you."
Satine struggled to express herself. How could she make her realize how much she really loved him, how much she needed him. As she did often when she was with Christian, Satine began to sing.
No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears
I'm here; nothing can harm you,
My words will warm and calm you.
All I want is freedom,
A world with no more night,
And you, always beside me,
To hold me and to hide me.
Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime,
Let me lead you from your solitude.
Say you need me with you,
Here, beside you
Say you love me…
You know I do, interjected Christian.
Together, they finished the song.
Love me,
That's all I ask of you!
The rift between them was now mended. Christian and Satine could now enjoy just being together, and being in love.
Later that night, just before drifting off to sleep, Christian said sleepily, "Just remember darling, you can trust me with anything. I will love you always, no matter what."
That one remark haunted Satine hours after Christian had fallen asleep. The guilt that she was feeling made it impossible to fall asleep. She had still not told him the real reason why she had left him. She couldn't bear to, not on this magnificent night. But she knew the time was coming very soon that she must tell him, and she was afraid. Would he still love her?
Songs used:
All I Ask of You, from Phantom of the Opera. Its not exactly in order, I just wanted to make it fit the story.
The applause was deafening. The excitement of the audience was only eclipsed by that of the actors backstage. As the curtain opened, the role reversal seemed complete. The same men who had patronized the Moulin Rouge when it was a bordello cheered the "underworld showfolk" with a vengeance. As Christian and Satine took their places on the stage, the opulent and elite carried on like rowdy children. It seemed as if this was a seal on their love that was to be hidden no more. All was right with the world.
However, it was still not perfect. Even though Satine had risked everything to proclaim her love for him, Christian still had some doubts. He was able to piece together that the Duke must have threatened to kill him if Satine was to keep up their relationship. Christian appreciated this, and loved her all the more for her concern, but he could not understand why she couldn't trust him with the knowledge. They still could have run away together, just maybe at a different time. But this was not the time for these questions. That would come later, when they were alone.
Satine was having some doubts of her own. However, they were of a much different sort. Christian had come back to her, and she knew he still loved her, but could he forgive her for the pain she had caused? It seemed like it, but she could tell by his facial expression that there was something not quite right. They had much to discuss later. For right now, her only thoughts would be of Christian, and how she loved him. But even those thoughts did not last for long, as Christian swept her into yet another amazing kiss, and the applause of the audience seemed to fade into the night.
~Later That Night~
The party of the Bohemians raged into the early hours of the morning. However, removed from the celebrating were Christian and Satine, who sat up in Christian's garret, just happy to be together again. They had been separated from each other for mere hours, but it seemed like an eternity. But words left unsaid were driving a wedge between them. They both knew they had many things to discuss, but neither was willing to break their now peaceful happiness.
Finally Christian spoke. "Satine?"
Satine looked into his eyes, the ones that always shone with love. That love was still there, but it was clouded with pain, the pain that she had caused. "Yes, my love?" she responded softly.
As Christian started to speak again, tears began to fall from his eyes. "Darling, you know I love you with all my heart. I just have so many questions. Why didn't you trust me enough to tell me what was really going on?"
Satine sighed. She knew this question was coming, but she was still not completely prepared for it. "My love, I was scared. I love you more than life itself. And if I truly love you, then I should want what is best for you. Your life was so much more important to me, and I did not want to risk that."
The expression on Christian's face brightened considerably. "I love you, Satine. It was torture for me when I thought you didn't love me. I couldn't imagine how I could live life without you."
Satine struggled to express herself. How could she make her realize how much she really loved him, how much she needed him. As she did often when she was with Christian, Satine began to sing.
No more talk of darkness,
Forget these wide-eyed fears
I'm here; nothing can harm you,
My words will warm and calm you.
All I want is freedom,
A world with no more night,
And you, always beside me,
To hold me and to hide me.
Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime,
Let me lead you from your solitude.
Say you need me with you,
Here, beside you
Say you love me…
You know I do, interjected Christian.
Together, they finished the song.
Love me,
That's all I ask of you!
The rift between them was now mended. Christian and Satine could now enjoy just being together, and being in love.
Later that night, just before drifting off to sleep, Christian said sleepily, "Just remember darling, you can trust me with anything. I will love you always, no matter what."
That one remark haunted Satine hours after Christian had fallen asleep. The guilt that she was feeling made it impossible to fall asleep. She had still not told him the real reason why she had left him. She couldn't bear to, not on this magnificent night. But she knew the time was coming very soon that she must tell him, and she was afraid. Would he still love her?
Songs used:
All I Ask of You, from Phantom of the Opera. Its not exactly in order, I just wanted to make it fit the story.