I'm in love with you for continuing on with my story. :D Okay, so I guess you could say this is M rated... But it's not sex or anything. Well... For the most part. -smirks- I hope you enjoy! Oh and the M-Rated part is only for the first paragraph. It goes away after that going back to T-Rated. Enjjjjoy! c:

Chapter 4;

"Are you sure you want to?" He asked. I must be in dreamland. Yeah, that's it. Because he just took off. I don't want to wake up though, because Rat is on top of me, topless. And I'm pretty sure half bottomless too. I look at his muscles and abs and almost let out a sigh, being careful not to. I look into Rat's eyes. "Yes, I am," I tell him, picking the lines up from here. I look downward, seeing that I'm a bit free, as for the fact I am no longer wearing my purple corset dress. I moan ever so quietly. "Okay." He hugs my body. "I'm sorry hun, I really wanted too. But I just... I've had this problem for a while, it's not you. I swear, it's me." As his face is buried in my breasts, I realize what he's talking about. He couldn't perform. Awwww... "Like I said sweetheart, it's okay. This happens to a lot of men. Er... Rats." I smiled sympathetic even though he couldn't see it. He picked up his head and looked deep into my eyes. "I love you," He whispered, leaning downward before kissing my lips gently. He pulls away and steps out of bed, holding a sheet up hiding himself completely. So much that I couldn't even check out his ass. Damn... He chuckled. "Nice," He mumbled, and I realized he was replying to what I had been thinking. I smirked, looking downward to realize I was completely naked. I looked passed the bed seeing them lying on the floor. Fuuuuuck... I climb out of bed and race over to the my clothes throwing them on, embarrassed about my body. He hadn't noticed me putting my clothes back on. But when he did, he walked over to me, dropping the sheet. I looked down automatically. He was big. Incredibly big. I panted quietly to myself. It must be at least 10 inches. Holy mother of fucking god, that was going to try and go inside of me? Jesus. My eyes slightly lower down from there widened moment.

"Crystal…" Rat whispered into my ear, waking me up from my dream about him. My eyes popped open with excitement. I felt his hand softly caress my cheek. I smiled, calming down. "Hi," I whispered. I turned my head to the left, to see his hair falling in front of his face, which made me smile more. I removed my arms from under the blanket and stretched, and in doing so, he moved his head in front of me, grabbing me into a hug. I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck. He smiled slightly, getting out of my reach. He leaned down next to the bed, popping back up with a bouquet of roses. I stared at the roses, with a slight giggle. "They're beautiful," I said, sitting up, grabbing them and smelling them. "You're beautiful," He said. I couldn't help but blush. I quickly threw my hair in front of my face.

He smirked and took the roses from me. He put them in the all ready vase sitting on the end table to my left. Rat then lifted up the covers and crawled under them and scooted closer. He was all dressed, so I couldn't understand how cold his body was. "Are you alright? You're freezing!" I said, after he had crawled up to me. I wrapped my arms tightly around him, trying to cover up all of his cold body except for his face. "Yeah, I'm fine," He said, nuzzling into me. I giggled. He put his chin on my chest, looking into my eyes. I looked back into his. "Do you like them?" He asked. I nodded, a soft touch in my eyes, "Yes." He smirked slightly, "Good."

He rested his ear against my chest, listening to my heartbeat. I tried hard not to breathe, but he must've caught on because out of nowhere he said, "Breath sweetheart." Which in respond, I began to breathe again.

What seemed like very short minutes, he had managed to fall asleep on my chest and in my arms, which made me happy. While he slept, I thought about everything that involved him. What would the future look like? How would our sex-life turn out? That last one scared the living shit out of me. I had never… And I had only thought about it recently and only with him. This subject made me think of Christine. How could she have cheated? How much ego did she have? What made her be unfaithful? Why did she leave him? Why did she hurt him, for that matter? I must've stopped thinking and began talking to myself aloud, because Rat began to stir and he opened his eyes. "Good morning sleepy head," I smirked. "Mm… Good morning sweetheart," He responded, nuzzling my chest. Him saying 'sweetheart' to me, made my skin tingle.

He lifted his head and kissed my tummy, which made me giggle. Normally, I'm not a giggly, smiley person, but when it came to him, I guess I'm like one of those really cheeky extremely happy perky people in the movies that are freaks. He must've heard my last thought, because he chuckled a soft chuckle. I guess I make him happy too, because his personality does not make him the happiest person ever. Oh god, my ego is horrifying. I'm shutting up now. "No, please continue," Rat responded. I burst into laughter, which made him sit up and stare at me. I abruptly stopped, noticing that he was staring. "Yes?" I asked. "You're laugh… is cute." I blushed completely. Why must he do this? I recovered my face with my blood red hair.

"Tell me things I don't know about you," he demanded, crisscrossing his legs, ready to listen. I kind of stared at him confused. "Just do it?" He demanded again, but more in a questioning way. He grabbed my left arm and pulled me closer, which ended in me laying my head in his lap, looking up at him as he looked down at me. "Okay."

"I guess I'll start with the basics," I smirk. "My name is Crystal Johnson, and I was abandoned by my parents. I've been here, at the Opera House, all my life. I just recently made myself a room, finally needing a place to stick to, otherwise, I always went on adventures, and that's how I met you. I don't have friends, in fact, you're one of the first people I've really talked with," I sighed. "I'm not that much of a socialist. I only talk when spoken to, at least for everyone but you. I don't have a religion because I have no need for one. If I could live forever, I would. I love roses, as you already noticed," Rat smirked, "and I love the color purple. People tend to stay away from me, but I'm okay with that. I can't read minds like you, but I wish I could see the future. To be honest, I guess the only talent I really have is drawing, though I haven't done it in a while. I'd like to be able to pick it up again. I don't really like brothels, but I am 18 and I'd like to truly see what it's like and what the big deal is. Or a steam house, that seems better and more fun. Is there anything else you'd like to know right now?" I ask sarcastically, staring at him. He leaned down and kissed my lips softly. "That'll be all," He responded seriously.

"What about you, Mr. Phantom?" I asked, sitting up. I crawled closer and climbed into his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. "What do you do around here?" He stared into my eyes and sighed, "It's not a very interesting answer. Do you still want it?" He responded. I nodded.

"Alright then. Well, I stopped aging around 21. I had just turned 21, to be exact. I gained my power by growing up with the rats. My brothers and sisters, my mother and father. My mentors. They mean everything to me. I've been killing everyone that has been killing them ever since they started trying to de-rat the place. You can understand. Put it this way, if they killed me, you'd want to kill them, right?" He waited for my response, so I nodded.

"As for Christine, I don't know what it was about her, but I loved her the way you love me," which when he said that, made me wince," don't get me wrong, I love you. I love you much more than I could ever love anyone else. But I longed for her. It was her music. Her voice. It was the first beautiful thing I had ever heard. So when she hurt me, I couldn't believe it. I couldn't help but cry. It hurt me inside and out. I couldn't believe it when I heard that she had died. But my longing for her, once she died, vanished. It was if I had had a spell cast upon me. I felt amazing once I had found out the truth, knowing that the guess that I had made was right. I took care of that right away, so it could never happen again, and so far it's worked." Rat stared into my eyes, leaning his nose against mine.

"Ever since my longing for Christine broke, I couldn't get you out of my mind. I knew that you were only 9… And that would make me a rapist/pedophile, but I can't help it. You… You're the best thing that has ever happened to this incredible world. That's why I'm half glad that you came back when you did. At 18." I could tell that he half blushed, which made him cuter. "And as for what I usually do around here, I think we can find a few things…" He smirked, a look of hunger shined at me. I couldn't help but gasp. He was hot. And I wanted him, but I definitely wasn't ready. I giggled, "What else do you do?" He laughed, "Usually go for revenge, play the organ, and go swim. But we'll find something for us to do."

He paused, "Once I give you a bite, you'll become ageless as well." My eyes lit up, "Really? Are you serious?" I yelped in his ear. He grimaced for a second and then smirked. "Okay, well, it's not a bite. I'm not a vampire. But I guess you can say it involves rat venom," He winked.

I couldn't believe it. I just stared into his eyes. Was this really happening? I was going to get to live with my love forever. And I wouldn't have to be worried about becoming a danger unless I wanted to live dangerously like he did. I wouldn't have to worry about feeding on humans, or the cleanups afterward. This made me extremely happy to the point I couldn't even begin to describe. Why must I be so damn happy?