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Out of the Darkness... Two to the Day
Time slowed, and everything looked like it was underwater. He couldn't breathe. "I've come to collect my earnings."
Satine's chocked sob echoed around him. The Moulin had turned silent, although it seemed impossible considering the amount of people inside.
The duke took a step towards Satine. She sank further back into her chair and glued her eyes on Christian. She was shaking like a leaf! Her mouth moved, but no sound came out. The duke moved closer. Christian stood paralyzed.
"C...Chris..." Satine found her voice and snapped the poet out of it. "Help."
The duke was getting closer; he'd almost reached her.
"Don't worry my sweet. It won't be much worse than last time," the duke whispered in her ear.
Tears ran down Satine's face. Her gaze never wavered from Christian, but he wasn't moving. "Why isn't he helping?" she thought desperately.
"Help!" she yelped loudly. Christian ran as the duke's fist collided with her jaw. She fell to the ground. Raged boiled his blood. No one hurt his diamond. He'd die before it happened again.
"I'll kill you!" he screamed at the duke, who seemed genuinely frightened. Christian had never been a fighter, always steering clear of schoolyard brawls. But no one hurt his diamond.
He punched the duke in the nose. Blood spilled down the duke's shirt as he fell backwards. Christian jumped on him and hit him repeatedly, with more and more fury.
Suddenly, through the chaotic scene, a strong hand grabbed Christian's shoulder and pulled him off the duke. He met Harold's stern face.
"This won't help anything!" he said dangerously, but he softened. "Go protect Satine. I'll deal with him."
Christian obeyed instantly and went to her, pulling her close to him. Still shaking, she grabbed onto his shirt and buried her face in his neck. Everyone stared at the lovers on the floor.
"She's mine Zidler! Mine! I have the contract!"
"Leave, duke. You have no place here."
The duke laughed. "You forget I own you Harold. I own everyone here!" he yelled at the audience that had gathered in the dance hall.
"I won't have you hurting her, just like I won't have you hurting anyone here. Get out." Harold's voice was eerily calm. It only served to further agitate the duke.
"You'll be thrown on the streets! I own all of you!"
And the most unusual thing happened.
"If I'm stuck bein' owned by yer, I quit!" Nini stood defiantly before the duke. She turned to Christian and winked, "Don't worry Shakespeare! He won't get his hands on 'er."
The lovers could only stare at her. This was certainly a first.
"I quit too!" Mome Fromage stood from her seat. More voiced their agreement. But the duke didn't seem to mind. He smiled calmly.
"Fine. Here is your contract Harold," he handed over the neatly folded paper. "But this doesn't mean Satine won't be mine. I will have her," he whispered only loud enough for Harold and Christian to hear. The poet held Satine a little tighter.
He turned on his heels and exited the Moulin Rouge, stopping only at the entrance for a moment, to dismiss Warner.
Nini stared at the duke leaving in puzzlement. "That's it? He's just gonna leave without a fight?"
No one answered her, but they knew it was far from over. The duke wanted Satine, and he would do anything to get her.
Harold turned to face the lovers, and was about to voice something, but Christian stopped him.
"I know Harold. I won't leave her out of my sight for a second."
Christian helped Satine up. "Are you okay?" he asked, examining her jaw. She nodded tearfully before pulling herself closer to him. He responded by wrapping his arms around her.
"Can we go home now?" she asked timidly.
He smiled and nodded. Hand in hand, they left the Moulin for the day, and a large audience watched them go. A few jealous sighs were heard from the can-can girls. Nini snorted.
"Please! If you let yerself melt like butta at that, yer all pretty pathetic." Slightly hurt, most of the girls left to get out of their costumes. They didn't get the chance to see Nini sneak a longing look at the lovers walking out the door. "Wish I could get someone like that," she thought.
And she watched the two walk to the day together, for the sun was shining brightly outside.
*A/N* I know! Nini helping Satine? But being owned by the duke is just too nasty to think of, so of course she'll try to get out of it! lol R&R!!
Out of the Darkness... Two to the Day
Time slowed, and everything looked like it was underwater. He couldn't breathe. "I've come to collect my earnings."
Satine's chocked sob echoed around him. The Moulin had turned silent, although it seemed impossible considering the amount of people inside.
The duke took a step towards Satine. She sank further back into her chair and glued her eyes on Christian. She was shaking like a leaf! Her mouth moved, but no sound came out. The duke moved closer. Christian stood paralyzed.
"C...Chris..." Satine found her voice and snapped the poet out of it. "Help."
The duke was getting closer; he'd almost reached her.
"Don't worry my sweet. It won't be much worse than last time," the duke whispered in her ear.
Tears ran down Satine's face. Her gaze never wavered from Christian, but he wasn't moving. "Why isn't he helping?" she thought desperately.
"Help!" she yelped loudly. Christian ran as the duke's fist collided with her jaw. She fell to the ground. Raged boiled his blood. No one hurt his diamond. He'd die before it happened again.
"I'll kill you!" he screamed at the duke, who seemed genuinely frightened. Christian had never been a fighter, always steering clear of schoolyard brawls. But no one hurt his diamond.
He punched the duke in the nose. Blood spilled down the duke's shirt as he fell backwards. Christian jumped on him and hit him repeatedly, with more and more fury.
Suddenly, through the chaotic scene, a strong hand grabbed Christian's shoulder and pulled him off the duke. He met Harold's stern face.
"This won't help anything!" he said dangerously, but he softened. "Go protect Satine. I'll deal with him."
Christian obeyed instantly and went to her, pulling her close to him. Still shaking, she grabbed onto his shirt and buried her face in his neck. Everyone stared at the lovers on the floor.
"She's mine Zidler! Mine! I have the contract!"
"Leave, duke. You have no place here."
The duke laughed. "You forget I own you Harold. I own everyone here!" he yelled at the audience that had gathered in the dance hall.
"I won't have you hurting her, just like I won't have you hurting anyone here. Get out." Harold's voice was eerily calm. It only served to further agitate the duke.
"You'll be thrown on the streets! I own all of you!"
And the most unusual thing happened.
"If I'm stuck bein' owned by yer, I quit!" Nini stood defiantly before the duke. She turned to Christian and winked, "Don't worry Shakespeare! He won't get his hands on 'er."
The lovers could only stare at her. This was certainly a first.
"I quit too!" Mome Fromage stood from her seat. More voiced their agreement. But the duke didn't seem to mind. He smiled calmly.
"Fine. Here is your contract Harold," he handed over the neatly folded paper. "But this doesn't mean Satine won't be mine. I will have her," he whispered only loud enough for Harold and Christian to hear. The poet held Satine a little tighter.
He turned on his heels and exited the Moulin Rouge, stopping only at the entrance for a moment, to dismiss Warner.
Nini stared at the duke leaving in puzzlement. "That's it? He's just gonna leave without a fight?"
No one answered her, but they knew it was far from over. The duke wanted Satine, and he would do anything to get her.
Harold turned to face the lovers, and was about to voice something, but Christian stopped him.
"I know Harold. I won't leave her out of my sight for a second."
Christian helped Satine up. "Are you okay?" he asked, examining her jaw. She nodded tearfully before pulling herself closer to him. He responded by wrapping his arms around her.
"Can we go home now?" she asked timidly.
He smiled and nodded. Hand in hand, they left the Moulin for the day, and a large audience watched them go. A few jealous sighs were heard from the can-can girls. Nini snorted.
"Please! If you let yerself melt like butta at that, yer all pretty pathetic." Slightly hurt, most of the girls left to get out of their costumes. They didn't get the chance to see Nini sneak a longing look at the lovers walking out the door. "Wish I could get someone like that," she thought.
And she watched the two walk to the day together, for the sun was shining brightly outside.
*A/N* I know! Nini helping Satine? But being owned by the duke is just too nasty to think of, so of course she'll try to get out of it! lol R&R!!