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Whoever was the owner of the fireworks must have been extremely wealthy. Or have quite a substantial amount of money. Just as the two of them thought the display had ended, it would pick back up again.

All the while Fleurette jumped and flinched at the exploding sounds. He had asked her why she still continued to watch if she hated the exploding banging sounds to much.

Fleurette had simply answered; "Because some things are worth being scared for." Erik merely nodded at this, not really knowing what to say. No sooner had she said that did she yelp and put her hands over her ears again.

He shook his head slowly, he couldn't understand why she continued to watch if the banging noises scared her. Quickly glancing at Fleurette he frowned, she was tightly gripping onto her head over her ears.

Letting out a slow sigh Erik side stepped so he was standing behind her. Reaching up slowly he put his hands over hers. Fleurette jumped from the sudden contact, clearly not paying any attention to him moving. Her hands loosened and slipped away from underneath his. Although the next time there was a loud bang her hands flew up and gripped over his. Erik's input clearly wasn't aiding that much.

He looked down at the woman standing in front of him. Fleurette seemed utterly enthralled by the bright colours which were still being shot into the night sky. Feeling his hands get pulled away, Erik looked down again. Fleurette seemed to have pulled some sort of courage from within herself to not need to attempt to block out the explosions.

Erik fidgeted a little uncomfortably when Fleurette entwined her fingers with his and put his arms around her. Slowly but surely he relaxed and realized that she was actually shivering a little. It seemed logical to try and get heat from somewhere. Fleurette leaned back against him, Erik tensed up again but relaxed and leaned his head on top of hers. It felt nice to hold onto something or in this case, someone.

Setting his eyes skyward Erik looked at a group of fireworks all varying from green to a bright orange. With the amount that was shot into the sky he quickly figured that this was the end of the display. Fleurette flinched at every explosion which caused him to tighten his arms around her. Just like it was nice to hold onto someone, it also felt nice to hold onto someone for protection purposes. Erik knew logically he couldn't protect Fleurette from something so high in the sky that it posed no threat to her.

Fleurette turned in his arms and looked up at him. "Well I don't know about you, but I am glad I came up."

"Even though you were jumping every five seconds?"

"Yes, even if I was jumping so much." Fleurette rolled her eyes and looked back up at the sky. Now that the fireworks had stopped, the twinkling stars now took over lighting the sky.

"I am glad I came up too."

"Really? You seemed so...hesitant."

"I did not know what you were planning." Erik looked down at her, she giggled and nodded. "You could have just told me, you do realize that?"

"But I wanted to surprise you." Fleurette said while rubbing her eyes. He looked at her and then up at the sky. Fleurette placed her hands on his chest and leaned her head against them. She smiled lightly and shut her eyes. She opened her eyes a little when Erik had leant his head on top of hers. She was warm wrapped up in his arms and didn't really want to move.

"Come on," Erik said eventually moving away from her. Fleurette faltered forward from him moving away from her. She was just leaning against him almost asleep. He caught her and helped her get her balance back. A cold breeze blew over the roof which caused her to shudder. Looking up at him she smiled.

Erik reached up and tucked some of her hair behind her ear. He rested his hand against her cheek and tilted her head up a little. Fleurette smiled lightly up at him, yet looked a little confused when he leaned his forehead against hers. She shut her eyes, Erik looked at her peaceful expression. It was a little strange to know someone felt so at peace in his company. He didn't feel at peace with is own company, so it was a wonder how anyone else could be.

Fleurette's eyes opened quickly when there was the lightest pressure against her lips. Her hands gripped onto Erik's suit jacket as she tiptoed a little and responded to his kiss. He seemed a little taken back that she was even kissing him back. Slowly she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, whereas he wrapped his arms around her tightly.

The need for oxygen soon kicked in and Fleurette pulled away and leaned her head against his shoulder. Erik hadn't moved and still had his arms tightly wrapped around her. From over his shoulder Fleurette had reached over and placed her fingers over her lips.

She had just had her first kiss, on a rooftop on a starry night after watching fireworks. And with a highly mysterious man which she hardly knew anything about.

It didn't matter, Fleurette pondered over it. Did it honestly matter that she didn't know much about Erik? She did like him, she liked his company a lot.

Lowering her arms she stood normally, and slowly looked up at him. Erik looked over her expression and let her go. Fleurette gave a shudder from the cold night air. "Come on," he said quietly while putting an arm around her shoulders and guiding her towards the stairs.

"Erik?"

"Yes?" He looked down at her a little worried with what she was going to say. Fleurette opened her mouth slightly to say something but instead shook her head. She smiled and walked silently back down into the opera house.

"I think you should retire to bed now."

"But-"

"Fleurette, go to bed." Erik said while stopping and looking at her. "Remember you are actually meant to be resting? Is that not what the doctors at the hospital told you to do?"

"But I have been resting...it is just boring."

Erik smiled and shook his head. "I am rather sure that visiting me, and venturing to the roof is not classed as resting." Fleurette crossed her arms and pouted, she was at defeat by his words.

"I doubt I'll get much rest tomorrow anyway." She shrugged. "Rehearsals for the new show are starting tomorrow." She said sadly while looking down at the stage. "Two shows I have not been able to be a part of, what is actually the point of me being here?" Fleurette looked up at him and then looked over her shoulder at the stairs which led to the dancers quarters.

"When the time comes for you taking part in a show. You will perform to the best of your ability," Erik said quietly. She looked at him a little shocked by his words. "Now, get to bed. You look exhausted."

"Will I see you tomorrow?"

"What do you think?"

"Yes," Fleurette smiled, Erik nodded and put a hand on the top of her head. He ran his fingers through the soft red curls and leant down. Kissing her on the forehead he leant away and walked off. In a matter of seconds the shadows of the opera house had swallowed him up and Fleurette couldn't see if he had fully gone or not.

Turning on her heels she walked towards the stairs and quietly walked up them. All the dancers were blissfully asleep. Eleanor was curled up holding tightly onto a pillow. Luckily for Fleurette her sister was a very heavy sleeper, she could make as much noise next to her sleeping form and she would not wake up. Settling down she pulled the cover over herself and shut her eyes. Like most times it took her a while to settle completely into sleep mode, but eventually she felt her mind drift off.