AN: I do not own the characters of POTO or InuYasha. Just as a side note, I'm not a big fan of Carlotta's or Raoul's, so as a spoiler, I'm probably going to kill them off sometime in the story.

I'm sorry the Prologue was short, but I'll try to make future chapters longer. And I'm sorry what I'm gonna do in this chapter….. Please read and review!

Regular

Kagome singing

Phantom/Erik singing

Kagome and Erik singing

Sesshomaru singing

Kagome and Sesshomaru singing

Kagura singing

Naraku singing

Kagura and Naraku singing

Kagome and Naraku singing

Chapter 1: Return to Paris

Walking down the hallway of her house, Kagome de Changy, age 17, was trying to find her parents which had called her to their room. She had long black hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a long black dress with long sleeves that covered her hands. She had tried to find them there, but they were nowhere to be found in their bedroom. She found them in the living room. Her mother looked at her, wearing a worried look on her face. Kagome didn't like it when her mother had that look on her face.

"Kagome, your mother is sick and might not have that much longer to live. We've talked about it decided to go back to Paris where your mother lived. Would you like that? I know how much you like to sing, so we could go see the Opera Popularie. Would you like that?"

Kagome looked at her father in awe. She did love to sing and she had a magnificent voice which she got from her mother. She nodded and her father smiled and got up with her mother. Kagome saw her mother falter a bit and could see the sickness in her eyes. They packed and were out the door that day. They took a ship over to Paris from Japan, which they had been living since Kagome had been born.

As soon as Kagome took a step off the boat, the atmosphere was different. She could feel it and see it in her parents' eyes.

"Father, can we go to this Opera Popularie first?" Kagome looked at her parents as they flinched from the question.

"Of course we can, Kagome, but we will not be going in with you. We will go find a hotel and get settled in while you explore the Opera House."

"Yes, Father…"

They got into a carriage and started towards the Opera Popularie. Once they got there, Kagome stepped out of the carriage and kissed both of her parents on the cheeks. She turned and ran into the Opera House, full of excitement. She got to the stage and she stopped. She closed her eyes and slowed her breathing. She felt eyes on her coming from Box 5, but she didn't look to see who it was. Instead, she started to sing a song her mother had sung to her as a child to get to bed.

Think of Me

Think of me fondly

When we've said goodbye.

Remember me

Once in a while

Please promise me you'll try…

She stopped singing, feeling someone behind her.

Erik's POV

Erik sat in his usual seat in Box 5, hidden, as rehearsal went on that day. Carlotta had left a while ago, thank god, but now her daughter was in the Opera, as leading Soprano and she was as bad as her mother. He was about to leave a while after rehearsal when he saw a flash of black in the darkness. He looked towards the stage and almost gasped in surprise; a woman with black hair and a black dress on with pale, but almost glowing skin, stood on the stage. He watched her and was about to leave when she started to sing.

Think of me

Think of me fondly

When we've said goodbye

He took a deep inhale. The woman sounded like Christine in every way, but with a mature voice. He ran down the stairs and crept up behind, waiting for her continue singing. He was so entranced with her singing, as he had at one point in time he had been with Christine's.

Remember me

Once in a while

Please promise me you'll try.

She stopped singing, causing him to snap out of his trance like state. He looked at her, her body tense.

Regular POV

She was about to turn around, but she felt hands at her waist and lips at her ears. Kagome shivered, but not from fear, but from anticipation.

"Don't turn…" A deep, almost musical monotone voice said. She shivered again. "Who are you and why are you in my Opera House?"

"My name is Kagome de Chagny. My mother is sick and wanted to come here before she died…" He stiffened. There was no more denying it; this was Christine's daughter and Christine was sick, about to die. He looked down at the girl, whose eyes were closed and a light flush on her cheeks. He could see the rapid rise and fall of her chest. He smirked; knowing what had entranced Christine years ago was now entrancing her daughter.

She looked up at him, her eyes going to his mask and her eyes widening. Her mother had told her the story of her Angel and the Phantom of the Opera. She opened her mouth again and started singing again.

Mother once spoke of an angel,

I use to dream he'd appear.

Now as I sing,

You are here now….

Mother's Angel of Music.

He looked down at her, memorized in her singing. So, Christine had spoken of him and her daughter had dreamed of him? That was interesting to hear. He pressed her back against his chest and shimmered his lips against her ear, enjoying her sudden gasp. He slowly started singing sweetly in her ear, lulling her to sleep. He carried her in his arms to his home, but before that he left a note on the stage, which read;

Dear parents of Kagome de Chagny,

Do not fear for Ms. de Chagny. The Angel of Music has taken her under his wing. Do not attempt to see her again. If you do, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur…

I remain, your faithful servant,

OG

He brought Kagome to his home, which was still underneath the Opera House. He smiled as she shifted in his arm, resting her head against the crook of his neck. He laid her on the bed that he once laid Christine on. He smiled and went to his music room and sat down at his organ. He rested his fingers on the keys and started to play The Point of No Return. He had often played this since Christine left him. He started to sing.

You have come here

In pursuit of your deepest urge

In pursuit of that wish which till now,

Has been silent,

Silent.

I have brought you

That our passions may fuse and merge.

In your mind, you've already succumbed to me.

Dropped all defenses.

Completely succumbed to me.

Now you are here with me,

No second thoughts.

You've decided…

Decided.

Past the point of no return

No backward glances.

Our games of make-believe are at an end.

Past all thought of "if" or "when"

No use resisting

Abandon thought and let the dream descend.

What raging fires shall flood that soul?

What rich desire unlocks its toll?

What sweet seduction lies before us?

Past of the point no return

The final threshold.

What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?

Beyond the point of no return…

He stopped playing, knowing that the next back was Christine's. He didn't know why he played it when she wasn't here with him. He sighed and eased off the piano.

You have brought me,

To that moment where words run dry.

To that moment where speech disappears into silence.

Silence…

I have come here

Hardly knowing the reason why.

In my mind I've already imagined our bodies entwining

Defenseless and silent.

Now I am here with you

No second thoughts.

I've decided…

Decided.

He looked back and saw Kagome coming out of her room, singing. He didn't know how she knew the song, but she sounded magnificent. Her voice fit the song like it was made for her and not her mother. She was still wearing her black dress and it made her look beautiful.

Past the point of no return

No going back now

Our passion play has now at last begun.

Past all thought of right or wrong.

Once final question…

How long should we two wait before we're one?

When will the blood begin to race?

The sleeping bud burst into bloom

When will the flames at last consume us?

Kagome walked up to him, looking at him still playing the piano. She woke up hearing an organ playing and someone singing. She had heard her mother and father sing the song, but neither voice had sounded right in the song. Her parent's voices had lacked the passion that the song had been written from. She smiled and looked him over again, her eyes landing on his mask. Her mother also told her that her Angel had a distorted face underneath his mask. Once Kagome had been old enough, Christine had explained to her, in detail, what the right side of his face looked like and Kagome had a perfect mental picture of what that half of his face looked like.

Kagome felt a bit faint, so she sat slowly down on the floor. The man who had brought her here stood up and walked towards her.

"Are you alright, Madame?"