Raven sat on the ground in a corner after the show, people huddling past her in order to see 'The Oooh LaLa Girl' Maybe Erik wasn't lying...her never goes to see the show...Maybe, unlikely, but maybe, he does like me...in a sort of way. She looked up and saw him standing there an outstreched arm.

"Too many people huh? I agree, let's go." He wrapped his arm around her and led her back to the room. "So, I have sent a letter to The De Chagney family asking them to come and that she sing a song in the new auditorium. What do you think?" He had told her everything, christine, the Opera, the Angel of Music. The murders, the beatings, even his childhood. But, other than that, he had confessed a love to her. Many times over, it wasn't that she didn't secretly like him, she was just scared to show it. And now that Christine was coming, he would fall back in love with her. So it didn't matter, not anymore. He broke her thoughts by speaking again.

"She has accepted my proposal to sing. Isn't that great!"

"Does she know it's you...Mr. Y.?" She sneered and he simple held her closer, placing his hand on her hip and guided her through the crowd to the stairs that lead to his abode.

"No. She doesn't and I do not wish her to."

"Until she gets here...then you will forget about me won't you! Won't you?"

He grabbed her shoulders and held her close to him looking down at her small frame. He moved his face nearer to her. "No...I'll never forget you." He looked like he was about to kiss her, but the young girl turned her head to the side. He chuckled. "Darn female." She looked back and saw him grinning at her.

"We need to talk about these shows."

He snapped out of his trance and looked at her. "Huh?"

"The wires scare me. Can't I just use my wings? You know...I've had accidents with wires before, but those were even thicker ropes, so these thin transparent ones scare me half to death..." She looked at him fearfully and he wrapped his arms around her and held her.

"Shhh... It's alright, they will not break. I have swung on them before. They are made of a much stronger material. I do not wish for you to show your wings in public again. Do you understand? They are hardy, but delicate, and if they are broken again...? It- it wouldn't be good." He removed her blazer and she extended her wings, as there were holes in the undershirt so as to be able to stretch them. They cramped like a leg or an arm folded or crossed for too long, and it did not feel good, so she would escape into a back room and stretch them out for short periods of time. He placed his hands on them and felt the bone. "Sturdy." he pet the feathers. "And very soft..." he put it up against the uncovered side of his face and smiled. "You are a special girl, you know that Angel?"

Angel? He is calling a freak Angel? "No... but thank you."

"You doubt me calling you that don't you? Well don't, you are an Angel straight from Heaven. If there is one. Sometimes I seriously doubt it." He sighed and looked down.

"Me too... but then again, sometimes I think there is. I did when you found me."

"You- you did?" Raven nodded and took his hand for a moment then walked back up the stairs leaving him with his thoughts.

"My Angel."