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A/N: I'm finally back!!!!!!!! After so long! I'm back in action, ready to write! Yay for me! So let's see, where were we? Oh yes…
Rachael walked out of the room, into a side hallway. She heard Christian continue with the rehearsal. How could she have been so stupid? Of course, Ben had been trying to tell her that he would always love her, no matter what. Come what may. Why hadn't she listened? Rachael mentally smacked herself.
She leaned against the wall and slid down. For the second time that day, she began to cry. How terrible things were going…
Ben walked around the room after rehearsal. It was filled with all the extra dancers and musicians. Rachael hadn't come back from when she left yet. Of course, there were more important things to worry about right now than some girl who didn't love him.
Satine had gone with the Duke. She was going to sleep with him so the play could go on. Christian looked as though he was in absolute hell. Ben had tried cheering him up, but it was no use. He just sat there, looking extremely worried.
Ben noticed a door opening to the side room, and out stepped Rachael. She looked around and noticed everyone seemed really glum. She noticed Ben and began to walk over to him. As she got closer, he noticed her eyes were red and a little puffy. Like she had been crying. About what?
"What's happened?" she asked him.
"Satine left to go sleep with the duke."
"What?! Why?"
I sighed and explained everything she had missed. When I mentioned not being able to cheer Christian up, she looked over at him. She looked like she hurt for him. Then her expression immediately turned to disgust. I looked over and saw why.
Nini had just sat herself on Christian's lap. "Don't worry Shakespeare! You'll get your ending. Once the duke gets his end…ing." Christian glared and shoved her off him. There was an immediate uproar, quickly suppressed when the Argentinean stood up and shouted, "Never fall in love with a girl who sells herself. It always ends BAD!" Well, at least he got it right this time, thought Ben. He heard Rachael gasp.
(A/N: I'm gonna do the same thing as I did with the Elephant Love Melody, 'cause I'm sure you know who sings!)
The Argentinean stood up. He walked around to the dance floor and began to speak. "We have a dance. In the brothels of Buenos Aires. That tells the story of the prostitute," at this, at spotlight shone on Nini, and the men laughed and whistled. She laughed at them and joined the Argentinean on the floor. He continued, "and the man, who falls in love with her… First there is desire, then passion, then suspicion. Jealousy, anger, betrayal...! When love is for the highest bidder, there is no trust. Without trust, there is no love. Jealousy, yes, jealousy, will drive you...mad!"
Then he began to sing, and the men got up and danced with Nini. He sang, "Roxanne, you don't have to put on that red light...Walk the streets for money. You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right. Roxanne. You don't have to wear that dress tonight. Roxanne. You don't have to sell you body to the night!"
At this, Christian stood up and walked around too while singing, "His eyes upon your face. His hand upon your hand. His lips caress your skin. It's more than I can stand!"
Roxanne!
Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can't hide. You're free to leave me but just don't deceive me...And please, believe me when I say, I love you...
They paused for a moment and Christian was looking outside, towards the Gothic Tower, towards Satine. He went out. Ben looked around to Rachael, and saw her rushing to another doorway. He quickly ran after her. The singing continued behind him.
Roxanne!
Why does my heart cry
You don't have to put on that red light
Feelings I can't hide
You don't have to put on that dress tonight
Roxanne
Why does my heart cry
You don't have to put on that red light
Feelings I can't hide
Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Roxanne!
Rachael stopped, out of breath. She had been running from the Moulin Rouge. Nowhere special, just somewhere. She noted mentally that it probably wasn't a good idea to go running around Bohemian Paris, at night, in just her under things.
She took a few deep breaths and calmed herself. She had run because she was afraid. Afraid of the Argentineans song. She was afraid that Ben would think he was correct in saying not to fall in love with a women who sells herself. Exactly what Rachael is. But the truth of the matter is, Rachael wanted Ben back. Desperately.
She looked around and noticed she had happened to run right over to Ben's building. This was really odd. She felt she really needed to talk to him, so she decided to go in and wait for him to get home. She got up to his door and surprisingly found it unlocked. She opened the door and went in.
Rachael noticed it was still a mess. She was bored so she decided to clean up a bit for him.
Meanwhile, while she was working, Ben was running around on the streets trying to find her. Horrific thoughts kept running through his mind. A young, gorgeous girl, alone on the streets of Paris, at night… With another groan, he also remembered that she was only wearing her under things! Anything, or anyone, could have happened to her!
Even thought he was dead tired, he kept running. And running. He made a full circle around the Moulin Rouge. As he got back by his building, he collapsed against the wall. He was too tired to continue. Ben figured that he would never find her tonight and decided to go up to his room to await news from Christian about Satine.
It took him awhile to climb the many stairs, but at last, panting uncontrollably, he made it to his door. He opened it and was greeted with a most pleasing site that helped him forget his tiredness.
There before him, was the girl he had been running around the streets looking for. She was still in her corset and was apparently cleaning up his room for him. She looked quite sexy.
"Ben!" she exclaimed. "About time you finally got here!"
"What are you doing?" he asked her.
"Cleaning up."
"Why?"
"I was bored."
"No, why are you here?"
"Oh, I wanted to talk to you." She paused while he looked at her. Then she bent down and rummaged behind some clothing. She came back up with a bottle in her hands. "Look what I found!" she said. Ben looked closer and noticed a bottle of Absinthe. "This is the one I gave Christian to give to you!"
"Oh, well, he did give it to me. I just forgot it was there otherwise, it would defiantly be gone by now."
Rachael giggled at him. How he loved her giggle… "You want some?" she was asking him.
"Yes, now soon! Hurry up!"
"Gees, calm down, Ben!" Ben shrugged as Rachael found a glass and poured some absinthe into it. She offered it to him, but he walked closer to her and grabbed the bottle out of her hands, and left her with the glass. He hurriedly took a drink. He needed freedom. He could barely stand being this close to Rachael while she was dressed like this.
While drinking, he noticed she had moved closer to him and was peering at him closely. "Are you ok?" she asked.
Ben stopped drinking and answered, "Of course." Then he took another drink.
"Its just that, you seem to be drinking an awful lot. You remember what happened to me when I did that?"
"I don't care," Ben said, and immediately took more sips.
After a minute thought, Rachael walked all the way up to him and tried to grab the bottle out of his hands.
"Rachael! What are you doing?!"
"You've had enough! Ben, you need to stop!" Ben knew she was right. The effects of the absinthe were already beginning to take a hold of him.
"Good morning, Rachael!" he was saying giddily. "you look absolutely stunning tonight!"
"Ben?" He didn't pay any attention to her. Instead, he had a sudden need to have her. "Ben?" she said again. He didn't respond. He grabbed her around the middle, brought her to him, and kissed her. Then, without breaking the kiss, he carried her to his bed, tripping along the way. Both of them spilled on the floor. Ben immediately fell asleep.
A/N: Pretty good for not updating for a month, huh? Anyway, we'll continue this next time, hopefully it will be soon!
dumbass – So sorry it took me a long time to update! I'll try harder to get chapters up sooner!
MustangSally – That's so hilarious! I'm surprised at my genius to come up with that hilariously funny line!
Elizabeth – Thanks so much! It really means a lot to me. And again, I'm really sorry I haven't updated for so long!
Ok, that's it. I know what's going to happen next, so maybe chapter 10 will be out soon! Hope!!
A/N: I'm finally back!!!!!!!! After so long! I'm back in action, ready to write! Yay for me! So let's see, where were we? Oh yes…
Rachael walked out of the room, into a side hallway. She heard Christian continue with the rehearsal. How could she have been so stupid? Of course, Ben had been trying to tell her that he would always love her, no matter what. Come what may. Why hadn't she listened? Rachael mentally smacked herself.
She leaned against the wall and slid down. For the second time that day, she began to cry. How terrible things were going…
Ben walked around the room after rehearsal. It was filled with all the extra dancers and musicians. Rachael hadn't come back from when she left yet. Of course, there were more important things to worry about right now than some girl who didn't love him.
Satine had gone with the Duke. She was going to sleep with him so the play could go on. Christian looked as though he was in absolute hell. Ben had tried cheering him up, but it was no use. He just sat there, looking extremely worried.
Ben noticed a door opening to the side room, and out stepped Rachael. She looked around and noticed everyone seemed really glum. She noticed Ben and began to walk over to him. As she got closer, he noticed her eyes were red and a little puffy. Like she had been crying. About what?
"What's happened?" she asked him.
"Satine left to go sleep with the duke."
"What?! Why?"
I sighed and explained everything she had missed. When I mentioned not being able to cheer Christian up, she looked over at him. She looked like she hurt for him. Then her expression immediately turned to disgust. I looked over and saw why.
Nini had just sat herself on Christian's lap. "Don't worry Shakespeare! You'll get your ending. Once the duke gets his end…ing." Christian glared and shoved her off him. There was an immediate uproar, quickly suppressed when the Argentinean stood up and shouted, "Never fall in love with a girl who sells herself. It always ends BAD!" Well, at least he got it right this time, thought Ben. He heard Rachael gasp.
(A/N: I'm gonna do the same thing as I did with the Elephant Love Melody, 'cause I'm sure you know who sings!)
The Argentinean stood up. He walked around to the dance floor and began to speak. "We have a dance. In the brothels of Buenos Aires. That tells the story of the prostitute," at this, at spotlight shone on Nini, and the men laughed and whistled. She laughed at them and joined the Argentinean on the floor. He continued, "and the man, who falls in love with her… First there is desire, then passion, then suspicion. Jealousy, anger, betrayal...! When love is for the highest bidder, there is no trust. Without trust, there is no love. Jealousy, yes, jealousy, will drive you...mad!"
Then he began to sing, and the men got up and danced with Nini. He sang, "Roxanne, you don't have to put on that red light...Walk the streets for money. You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right. Roxanne. You don't have to wear that dress tonight. Roxanne. You don't have to sell you body to the night!"
At this, Christian stood up and walked around too while singing, "His eyes upon your face. His hand upon your hand. His lips caress your skin. It's more than I can stand!"
Roxanne!
Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can't hide. You're free to leave me but just don't deceive me...And please, believe me when I say, I love you...
They paused for a moment and Christian was looking outside, towards the Gothic Tower, towards Satine. He went out. Ben looked around to Rachael, and saw her rushing to another doorway. He quickly ran after her. The singing continued behind him.
Roxanne!
Why does my heart cry
You don't have to put on that red light
Feelings I can't hide
You don't have to put on that dress tonight
Roxanne
Why does my heart cry
You don't have to put on that red light
Feelings I can't hide
Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Roxanne!
Rachael stopped, out of breath. She had been running from the Moulin Rouge. Nowhere special, just somewhere. She noted mentally that it probably wasn't a good idea to go running around Bohemian Paris, at night, in just her under things.
She took a few deep breaths and calmed herself. She had run because she was afraid. Afraid of the Argentineans song. She was afraid that Ben would think he was correct in saying not to fall in love with a women who sells herself. Exactly what Rachael is. But the truth of the matter is, Rachael wanted Ben back. Desperately.
She looked around and noticed she had happened to run right over to Ben's building. This was really odd. She felt she really needed to talk to him, so she decided to go in and wait for him to get home. She got up to his door and surprisingly found it unlocked. She opened the door and went in.
Rachael noticed it was still a mess. She was bored so she decided to clean up a bit for him.
Meanwhile, while she was working, Ben was running around on the streets trying to find her. Horrific thoughts kept running through his mind. A young, gorgeous girl, alone on the streets of Paris, at night… With another groan, he also remembered that she was only wearing her under things! Anything, or anyone, could have happened to her!
Even thought he was dead tired, he kept running. And running. He made a full circle around the Moulin Rouge. As he got back by his building, he collapsed against the wall. He was too tired to continue. Ben figured that he would never find her tonight and decided to go up to his room to await news from Christian about Satine.
It took him awhile to climb the many stairs, but at last, panting uncontrollably, he made it to his door. He opened it and was greeted with a most pleasing site that helped him forget his tiredness.
There before him, was the girl he had been running around the streets looking for. She was still in her corset and was apparently cleaning up his room for him. She looked quite sexy.
"Ben!" she exclaimed. "About time you finally got here!"
"What are you doing?" he asked her.
"Cleaning up."
"Why?"
"I was bored."
"No, why are you here?"
"Oh, I wanted to talk to you." She paused while he looked at her. Then she bent down and rummaged behind some clothing. She came back up with a bottle in her hands. "Look what I found!" she said. Ben looked closer and noticed a bottle of Absinthe. "This is the one I gave Christian to give to you!"
"Oh, well, he did give it to me. I just forgot it was there otherwise, it would defiantly be gone by now."
Rachael giggled at him. How he loved her giggle… "You want some?" she was asking him.
"Yes, now soon! Hurry up!"
"Gees, calm down, Ben!" Ben shrugged as Rachael found a glass and poured some absinthe into it. She offered it to him, but he walked closer to her and grabbed the bottle out of her hands, and left her with the glass. He hurriedly took a drink. He needed freedom. He could barely stand being this close to Rachael while she was dressed like this.
While drinking, he noticed she had moved closer to him and was peering at him closely. "Are you ok?" she asked.
Ben stopped drinking and answered, "Of course." Then he took another drink.
"Its just that, you seem to be drinking an awful lot. You remember what happened to me when I did that?"
"I don't care," Ben said, and immediately took more sips.
After a minute thought, Rachael walked all the way up to him and tried to grab the bottle out of his hands.
"Rachael! What are you doing?!"
"You've had enough! Ben, you need to stop!" Ben knew she was right. The effects of the absinthe were already beginning to take a hold of him.
"Good morning, Rachael!" he was saying giddily. "you look absolutely stunning tonight!"
"Ben?" He didn't pay any attention to her. Instead, he had a sudden need to have her. "Ben?" she said again. He didn't respond. He grabbed her around the middle, brought her to him, and kissed her. Then, without breaking the kiss, he carried her to his bed, tripping along the way. Both of them spilled on the floor. Ben immediately fell asleep.
A/N: Pretty good for not updating for a month, huh? Anyway, we'll continue this next time, hopefully it will be soon!
dumbass – So sorry it took me a long time to update! I'll try harder to get chapters up sooner!
MustangSally – That's so hilarious! I'm surprised at my genius to come up with that hilariously funny line!
Elizabeth – Thanks so much! It really means a lot to me. And again, I'm really sorry I haven't updated for so long!
Ok, that's it. I know what's going to happen next, so maybe chapter 10 will be out soon! Hope!!