As part of my 200 follower celebration, an E/C Mini fic as requested by an anon! :)

Prompt: A Kitten

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Christine was late to meet Erik, she knew, but her heart was tearing in half. She had been walking the streets of Paris very quickly as she was in a rush to meet her mysterious teacher, when she was the unfortunate witness to a terrible moment. A small black kitten had been crossing the road when the horses of a carriage that was quickly approaching trampled and nearly ran over the poor creature had it not been for Christine's cry.

"Oh please, please monsieur! It is just a kitten, please move your carriage, you cannot let it die!" She cried, very distressed for the well being of the wounded creature. It was laying safe under the carriage but Christine could not reach it, nor could it move, from what she could see. "Madame, it is an alley cat, what difference does it really make? Besides, it's black, it will simply bring bad luck." However the man saw tears brimming in Christine's eyes, and moved the carriage backward so Christine could reach it. "Oh thank you sir, thank you so much!" The man tipped his hat to her, though he truthfully thought she ought to have been more reasonable. Christine removed her cloak and picked up the kitten, before wrapping it in the cloak tightly, and continuing quickly on her way back to the opera house. She only hoped Erik would not be too angry with her.

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"Christine, you are very late…" Erik growled the moment she stepped into her dressing room. "I am so sorry Erik, truly I am… I did not-" "You were with that boy again, weren't you Christine! You would rather be with him than be with your angel! I, your angel, who have given you everything!" He cried in anguish. "No Erik, no! I was not, I swear it! Please, believe me!" Erik roared in anger. "DO NOT LIE TO ME CHRISTINE! I am not a fool!" Christine grew very silent, as tears began to prick at her eyes.

There was a blanket of silence between master and student, and Christine did not know what to say. "Erik… Please, listen to me… Will you listen to me?" She whispered. There was no response. Christine looked at the mirror continuing to wait for a response until she quickly set her cloak down and began to bang on the mirror. "Erik…. Erik…?! Erik please! Please don't leave me angel, please I beg you! Please just listen to me! I swear I did not betray you, please!" Her tears began to overflow and she gave up and sat on her knees, and began to weep bitterly.

Suddenly she heard quiet mewling coming from her cloak. 'Oh no! I forgot!' she thought anxiously as she tore open the cloak to reveal the small black creature. "Oh, you poor thing… I am so sorry, you poor little dear.." she looked around her dressing room for anything she could use to help it. But there was nothing. She felt helpless and began to despair.

She picked up the kitten and began to stroke it and cry once again, before finally beginning to pray. Suddenly, unknown to Christine's attention as she wept and prayed, the mirror opened and Erik stepped into her dressing room, crying silent tears. He had made himself a fool, and he knew he could never receive Christine's forgiveness… he had been so cruel!

He knelt down beside Christine, who gasped when she sensed his presence, and began to cry once again. Erik reached out to wipe them away, only to retract his hand back. "Let me see the creature, Christine…" Christine stared at him, not sure if she should give him the creature. "I will help it." He said sadly, continuing to reach out for it. Christine wiped some of her tears away before gently handing the black ball of fur to her master.

"Please save it Erik, please… I am so sorry I was late… But I could not bear to let it die." Erik shed another tear. "I… I will try my best Christine…" He said after examining the small animal. It was very badly injured… it would take a miracle to save it. "Please, please you must! I know you can… You are an angel, therefore you must grant wishes!" she cried.

"…Then it will be done. If you ask it of me, I must grant it." he said nodding. Christine's heart began to swell with hope and happiness. "Oh Erik, thank you! Thank you!" She said over and over again. Erik rose and held his hand out for Christine cautiously, who gently took it. "Do not thank me Christine… you must hate me, as I have been cruel to you. You must think me evil." Christine shook her head sadly. "I could never think of you as evil Erik, and I will never hate you." She smiled lightly at him and squeezed his hand gently.

"Christine…" Erik whispered softly. She stared into his deep, sad eyes. "Yes?" She asked, as Erik continued to stare back at her. He knew not what to say for he was in a stupor.

"Erik?" she tried to reach him but saw in his eyes he was within his mind. "Christine… I am a demon… There is no heaven destined for me… Only hell…" "Erik-" "But if I am to be saved… It will be because of you…" Christine could only stare at him in sadness as he left her.

If only she could save him… If she only knew how…