A/N: so since last chapter was short, here's another chapter. I hope you guys are enjoying this story.

Want to quickly apologizes if this story seems a bit boring at times. I am juggling this story with another one on here (White Mask), along with college classes, two jobs and also graduation in two months so my schedule is very busy right now. I am trying to make this story enjoyable (if that's even a word) and I am sorry if it's not, but I am trying and also if there are any errors like spelling or punctuation, I'm sorry. English isn't my first langauge so I'm still learn it.

Ok enough from me, enjoy this chapter and I'll try to update soon.

Chapter Nine: Dinner with a Vampire

"Just ask him Christine, what's the worst thing that can happen?" Meg asked her as they sat outside. The sun was shining down on them, warming their bodies up. She had been constantly asking Christine to invite Erik over for dinner for a whole day now.

"He says no; that's the worst thing that can happen." Christine answered as she lay back on the towel that was covering the grass.

"You'll never know if you don't try. Come on Christine, you're only here for the summer before you go back to America and start college. Have some fun while you're here and Erik is definitely fun." Christine's cheeks blushed at the thought. "Looks like someone wants fun too." Meg giggled. Christine hadn't told Meg what happened during Erik's last visit. "You're hiding something."

"How do you know?" Christine asked.

"It's all over your face; so spill." She knew Meg wouldn't let her go of this.

"Well when Erik was here, we…well he…"

"He what?"

"You know how in the 2004 version of Phantom of the Opera, the Phantom spins Christine around during Past the Point of No Return?" Christine asked.

"Yeah, love that scene."

"Well that's what Erik did to me yesterday and then he was kissing my neck."

"Oh my god…"

"Oh my god is right; you don't know the half of it. It was so steamy and passionate; I mean you should have seen his eyes while he sang. And his voice was unbelievable."

"If that's just how you guys are when you're singing, I don't want to know what it will be like if you guys actually slept together."

"We're just friends Meg, not lovers. And besides, he is with Leila."

"And that's stopping you?" Meg scoffed. "Seriously Christine, I know you're dying to have him all to yourself and who wouldn't want Erik?"

"I am not sleeping with him."

"Fine; then I guess you'll never know what passion really is." Christine rolled her eyes. "Look I'm just saying that you two should see where this relationship takes. I don't want to see you end up along with how many cats." Christine giggled at Meg.

"I won't end up alone, I'm sure I'll fine someone someday."

"Alright, but seriously just invite him over for dinner as a thank you for everything that's he's done for you."

"Fine I will, if it will make you happy." Meg smiled in victory. Christine continued to lay back and take in the sun's warmth. She continued to think about what happened yesterday and wondered why Erik ran out. She thought that it was because he realized that he was already with someone and wasn't going to cheat on her. Shaking her head, she pushed all thoughts of him out of her mind.

Meanwhile down in the village, Erik was walking around with Nadir. They had been searching for something to get Leila as a birthday present since it was her birthday today. Even though she was going to be the same age forever, he knew he should get something at least. They headed into a small bookstore and looked around at the selection. Nadir spotted the Twilight books and knew she loved the series.

"Which books does she already own?" Nadir asked Erik as he pointed to the books.

"The first two." He answered. Nadir grabbed the third book and handed it to Erik. "Do I seriously have to buy it?" He asked.

"She loves them and yes I know it's wounding your…'vampire-self'…" He whispered the last two words so no one would here. "…but it's her birthday. It's better than buying something from Victoria's Secret." Erik winced at the thought. "My point exactly."

"Thank god there isn't a store here in Romania. I think the closest one is in England."

"You would know that."

"What? She orders that catalogs."

"Then why don't you get something for her from it?" Nadir asked him as they walked up to the desk to pay.

"Because I don't know what she wants." He pulled out his wallet to pay. "I don't look through the catalog." The person told Erik the amount and he took out the money to pay.

"So if you were with Christine, you wouldn't buy her something from Victoria's Secret for her birthday?" He asked.

"How did this turn to Christine now?" Erik handed the guy the money and waited for change.

"I'm just saying that I think there's something between you two. I mean you bought her coffee several times already."

"Leila hates coffee." Erik took the change and thanked the guy before the two of them headed out the store. "You know we can't drink coffee."

"Coffee isn't the point here." They walked out of the store.

"Then what is the point?" Erik asked as he stopped walking and turned to face Nadir.

"My point is that you're doing more human stuff with Christine then with Leila."

"Well considering that Christine is a human and Leila is a vampire, I can see why. I wouldn't do vampire things with Christine or human stuff with Leila. But you do have a point there. Now if we can drop the subject because I need to-" He turned to look out on the street. "-oh rahat!"

"What?" Nadir turns his head and sees Christine walking towards them. Smiling, he patted Erik's shoulder.

"Erik didn't think I'd see you here around this time." She greeted him with a smile.

"Hey Christine…" Nadir elbowed him in the ribs, making him grunt. "Christine this is Nadir." Erik introduced her to his friend.

"Please to meet you." She held out her hand. Taking her hand, she noticed how hot his hand was. Her mind wondered why Erik's hands were always cold with Nadir's were hot.

"Pleasure is all mine, Erik has told me much about you." This time Erik elbowed him in the ribs. "Ow…"

"Payback." Christine hid her giggled. "What brings you here?" He asked her.

"Annette sent me out on an errand." She looked at the bag in Erik's hand. "What's in the bag?" She asked him.

"Oh well its-"

"It's mine; Erik was just holding it for me." Nadir took the bag from Erik as he got the confused look from him.

"Ok…oh Erik I was wondering if you would like to come over for dinner tonight?" She asked him. She hoped that he couldn't tell how nervous she was asking him this, but he could tell by the rate of her heart.

"Dinner as in food?" He asked, trying not to panic.

"Yes as in food." He swallowed hard.

"Erik would be delighted to come." Nadir answered before Erik could. He shot his friend a death look.

"Excuse us for a moment please." Erik grabbed Nadir's arm and pulled him aside. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" He asked with anger in his voice. If there weren't people around, he would attack Nadir now but he couldn't.

"Giving you a chance to act human for once in who knows how many years."

"I can't eat food."

"Just pretend to; do it for Christine."

"I can't just blow off Leila's birthday like that."

"I'll take your place." Nadir stated. "Now that's it settled, go over and make conversation with her." Nadir pushed Erik back towards Christine who was still standing where she was.

"He's an interesting guy, your friend." Christine said to Erik.

"Yes he is, very interesting…" He looked behind his shoulder back at Nadir. "…and also very dead." He said to himself before turning his head back to look at Christine. "Would you like help with your errand?" Erik offered.

"That'd be great, thank you." She smiled and showed Erik the list of things that Annette wanted. After reading the list, Erik led her over to the market for the items. Coming up to the market, Erik quickly looked at the list once more to see what they needed.

"May I ask what this food is for?" He asked her as they walked towards the bread.

"Dinner tonight." Christine answered as she looked at the selection of bread. "Wow, lots of bread."

"European thing." He grabbed a loaf of bread that was on the list. "We love out bread."

"I can tell, good thing I love bread as well." He smiled at her as they continued down the market.

"You'll fit in with us perfectly." He picked up some fruit before they headed over towards the meat selection. "You a meat person?" He asked her as he talked to the butcher.

"Yes love it, although I can't stand it when it's cooked all the way done. It's too dry then, so I prefer rare; needs to be red and juicy."

"You know people would think that you're a vampire if you order your meat rare?"

"Well they can say what they like; I don't care what they think about my choice in how my meat is cooked. But I'm sure you would agree."

"Yes I would…" He had no other choice but to agree. "Alright now I believe we got everything on the list, is there any that I'm missing?" He asked her. She looked at the list and shook her head. "Well how about I come over now with you and we can talk before dinner?" He suggested.

"Will you sing again?" She asked him, hoping he would. She loved his voice and couldn't get it out of her head. "Please Erik…" He sighed and agreed, knowing it would be a challenge. After Erik paid for the food, he walked with her back to the Giry's with the bags of food that Annette wanted.

After he helped put the food away, Christine walked with him over to the room where the piano was still sitting. Christine walked over to the bench and sat down, opening the lid to show the keys. Her fingers gently pressed down on the keys, making the music softly play. Erik leaned against the door frame of the room as he watched Christine play a soft melody. He soon realized it was a song from Les Miserables and slightly smiled at her choice of song.

"A heart full of love

A heart full of song

I'm doing everything all wrong

Oh God, for shame

I do not even know your name

Dear Mademoiselle

Won't you say?

Will you tell?"

He softly sang the song as he walked up to the piano and stood next to it. Christine smiled as she looked up to him, no longer playing the song.

"A heart full of love

No fear, no regret"

"My name is Marius Pontmercy"

He bowed her, making her giggle a bit.

"And mine's Cosette"

She bowed her head a bit, still keeping her smile.

"Cosette, I don't know what to say."

"Then make no sound"

"I am lost"

"I am found"

They continued to sing the song while not realizing Meg was standing in the doorway, listening and watching. She had heard the piano and wondered who was playing it. She didn't realize that Erik and Christine would be singing, but couldn't help but listen as their voices sang of love. Once the song was finished, she cleared her throat, making them turn their heads to the doorway. She informed them that dinner was read and left. Erik walked with Christine into the dining room where the food was sitting.

His eyes stared at the food in front of him. He had no idea what to do; he couldn't just sit there while they eat and he didn't. He knew it would draw questions that he didn't want to answer. His eyes ventured over to Christine who was cutting her chicken and taking a bit out of it. Returning to his plate, he decided to give it a try. Taking the fork and knife in his hands, he began to cut his chicken. Bringing the piece up to his mouth, he began to chew on it. He forced his mouth to chew on it, not wanting to spit it out and be rude to them. His taste buds were literally hating him right now. Now he knew why vampires only drank blood and didn't try eating human food, it was terrible.

"How do you like the chicken?" Christine asked Erik, looking at him. He forced a swallow and looked at her.

"Very good." He lied. Christine smiled at him and returned to eating her chicken. Taking another piece of the chicken, he hoped that the dinner would end quickly so he wouldn't have to eat another thing. "How are you enjoying your job?" He asked her, trying to take his mind of the food.

"I love it now that he has actually given me a little more free time since its summer and school isn't in session. There's a new violin that has just arrived and it's beautiful." She answered.

"You should buy it." Meg suggested.

"I don't have that much money, it's so expensive. Trust me, if I had the money, I would so buy it." Erik came up with an idea and decided to pay a visit to the music store tomorrow if he survived this dinner.

"Well maybe you'll get it as a gift." She hinted towards Erik who was already way ahead of her.

"Doubt it."

"Never doubt anything Christine." Erik told her. "Anything is possible."

"Listen to him, he knows best." Meg pointed to Erik while talking to Christine. Erik decided to take big bits of the chicken to hurry up the meal. Christine noticed how big the sizes were becoming and raised her eyebrows.

"I'm hungry." And he was hungry…hungry for blood. He couldn't wait to drink some blood; he was craving it after eating the chicken. Soon he finished the chicken and pushed his plate forward after eating the rest of the food on it. Patting his belly, he made Christine and Meg giggle like school girls.

"I'm glad you enjoyed the chicken and were able to come over." Annette said to Erik.

"Thank you Madame." He quickly looked at the clock to see the time and knew Leila would be hungry for blood and so would Nadir. "Unfortunately I must be going. Thank you for dinner." He rose from his seat.

"I'll walk you out." Christine rose as well and led him to the door of the house. "Thank you Erik, for coming." She thanked him as they stood just outside the door.

"Thank you for inviting me." He took her hand in his and brought it up to his lips, placing a kiss on it. "Until next time." Her cheeks blushed again, making him smile. Releasing her hand, he stepped back and turned to walk away. Christine watched as he walked further away from the house. At one point, he stopped and turned to look back. His eyes met with hers and he could feel his cold heart beat faster. Once he was out of sight, she went back inside to help Annette and Meg clean up before retiring for the evening. Just before she climbed into bed, she stood by the window and looked out onto the night. She could hear a wolf howl and the wind blew against her face. She decided to leave the window open tonight and went over to climb into bed. Her ears still heard the wolf howling, but to her it was music to her ears. Closing her eyes, she let sleep come her to.

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