Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Moulin Rouge all I do own is
the rights to the any characters I have created in this story. Please don't
send the lawyers after me!!
I'm innocent.I'm blonde and I'm new!!
NB: This is an A/U
I am so very sorry that I have been away for so long but the computer needed work doing on it and then I have been ill =*(..but I am back! And the story shall continue now! So to all my readers' hello! And enjoy!
The Windmill turns no more.
~*~ Recap; "Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to intrude. I'll be going now."
"Chwistian??.Chwistian my deaw boy!"
The dwarf began to hobble towards him laughing and repeating his name. Christian gazed down at the dwarf and looked at him. The face seemed so very similar.
"Do I know you?"
"Chwistian it's me! Toulouse!!!" ~*~
Christian gazed at Toulouse in disbelief before breaking out into one of his earth shattering smiles. Toulouse laughed and hugged Christian's legs before stepping back and staring at the now smiling Christian.
"Toulouse!! How are you! It's been so long! What have you been up to all this time??"
Christian was dragged over to a seat by Toulouse and handed a glass of some alcohol. Toulouse smiled and waved an arm around him.
"Well my boy! After you left. I took up writing again and I have had one of my plays considered for publishing. But that's not important at all Chwistian. how have you been. I read your book it was a big seller here. You must be so famous my boy after selling the story of the Moulin Rouge."
Christian nodded and sighed smiling a little. He gazed down into his drink and swirled it round the glass before drinking it all in one go. Toulouse watched not disturbing the forlorn Christian knowing that he was probably contemplating Satine.his Satine. Toulouse suddenly patted Christian on the shoulder and topped up Christians glass. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence that filled the room more of an understanding, which was shared commonly amongst Christian, Toulouse and Toulouse's friends. Toulouse was the first to break the silence.
"We're not here to contemplate on that though. however much it hurts, we can't change the past and unlike some people we will all try to move on. Satine lives on in the remains of the Moulin Rouge...and in all of our hearts. But back to us Christian. meet my friends."
Toulouse waved in the direction of the piano where 4 men stood around it. None of them Christian recognised.
"They are my companions.well I lie they are my. my. friends. They helped me to meet the possible director of my newest production. Anyway why are you here Christian I am eager to know."
"Well.I needed inspiration for my newest novel I am writing so my Publisher allowed me to come over to France which I told him was the only place that I could concentrate on a novel like this. but I wont reveal it to you yet Toulouse. You will have to wait till it is published so no trying to change my mind."
Toulouse laughed and nodded. Raising his glass Toulouse downed his drink and opened the door.
"Come Chwistian. we must tour the streets and see the wonders which have changed. There is this delightful café which I am sure you will like!"
Christian nodded and got up placing his now empty glass on the chair and followed Toulouse out leaving the four other gentlemen behind.
~*~
Marie ran through the streets back to the house, her arms were sore and bruised as were her legs. She could feel the trickle of blood past her ankle but she ignored it wanting to get home quickly. She banged on the door, which was flung open by Alexandria who gazed up at Marie before suddenly fussing over her.
"Mother! It is Marie and she is hurt!"
"Bring her in here and fetch me some water and a cloth little one."
Alexandria ran off into the kitchen after leading Marie into the living room and sitting her by the fire next to her mother. Marie looked up and leant over patting the young mother gently on the knee.
"What happened Marie? How on earth did you get so badly hurt?"
"The Duke found me at the Moulin Rouge and set his henchman on me. I will be fine dear I just need to rest."
It was just then that Alexandria returned with a bowl of warm water and a cloth, which she handed to her mother. Alexandria then knelt by the fire gazing into it. Marie allowed the Alexandria's mother to tend to her wounds before placing a hand under the woman's chin and tilting her head up so she could gaze into her beautiful blue eyes.
"Christian saved me. I didn't get a chance to warn him. I am sorry Satine."
"Don't worry Marie I will find him. But for now tell me why did the Duke hurt you?"
~*~
It was now very late and Christian stumbled down the streets bumping into the walls. Toulouse had wobbled off back to his residence a while ago leaving Christian to drown his sorrows in more and more drink. Two men followed Christian and grabbed him by the shoulders shoving him up against a wall.
"Hand over you money and watch and we wont harm you."
"Get off!!! You idiots"
Christian flailed his arms in a drunken manner at the two men, both laughed and punched Christian, he went silent and slumped forward as they grabbed his money and valuables. They hit him once more before dragging over to a doorway and running for it. Christian opened his eyes weakly and gazed about try to look for help. He lifted his head but it all hurt so much, his head rolled back with a loud thud against the door behind him. Christian passed out shortly after allowing sleep, pain and alcohol take him under. ~*~
Satine looked up as she heard a loud thud on the door. She glanced at the clock before getting up. Alexandria and Marie had long ago gone to bed and fallen asleep but Satine couldn't. There was just too much on her mind. 'Who could it be at this hour?' Satine thought to herself puling the shawl closer around her shoulders and opening the door cautiously. A body fell back into the doorway landing at her feet. A young man's sleeping face lay at her feet. It was Christian and he was obviously hurt. She didn't know what to do. Should she leave Christian there or help him.but that would result in her revealing her identity. She sighed and rolled her eyes. Even asleep Christian was still the charmer she had fallen for and the man she loved. Satine leant down and began the long process of pulling Christian back into the house.
Well I hope you all enjoyed that. If not.tough to you! Till next time! Goodbye
NB: This is an A/U
I am so very sorry that I have been away for so long but the computer needed work doing on it and then I have been ill =*(..but I am back! And the story shall continue now! So to all my readers' hello! And enjoy!
The Windmill turns no more.
~*~ Recap; "Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to intrude. I'll be going now."
"Chwistian??.Chwistian my deaw boy!"
The dwarf began to hobble towards him laughing and repeating his name. Christian gazed down at the dwarf and looked at him. The face seemed so very similar.
"Do I know you?"
"Chwistian it's me! Toulouse!!!" ~*~
Christian gazed at Toulouse in disbelief before breaking out into one of his earth shattering smiles. Toulouse laughed and hugged Christian's legs before stepping back and staring at the now smiling Christian.
"Toulouse!! How are you! It's been so long! What have you been up to all this time??"
Christian was dragged over to a seat by Toulouse and handed a glass of some alcohol. Toulouse smiled and waved an arm around him.
"Well my boy! After you left. I took up writing again and I have had one of my plays considered for publishing. But that's not important at all Chwistian. how have you been. I read your book it was a big seller here. You must be so famous my boy after selling the story of the Moulin Rouge."
Christian nodded and sighed smiling a little. He gazed down into his drink and swirled it round the glass before drinking it all in one go. Toulouse watched not disturbing the forlorn Christian knowing that he was probably contemplating Satine.his Satine. Toulouse suddenly patted Christian on the shoulder and topped up Christians glass. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence that filled the room more of an understanding, which was shared commonly amongst Christian, Toulouse and Toulouse's friends. Toulouse was the first to break the silence.
"We're not here to contemplate on that though. however much it hurts, we can't change the past and unlike some people we will all try to move on. Satine lives on in the remains of the Moulin Rouge...and in all of our hearts. But back to us Christian. meet my friends."
Toulouse waved in the direction of the piano where 4 men stood around it. None of them Christian recognised.
"They are my companions.well I lie they are my. my. friends. They helped me to meet the possible director of my newest production. Anyway why are you here Christian I am eager to know."
"Well.I needed inspiration for my newest novel I am writing so my Publisher allowed me to come over to France which I told him was the only place that I could concentrate on a novel like this. but I wont reveal it to you yet Toulouse. You will have to wait till it is published so no trying to change my mind."
Toulouse laughed and nodded. Raising his glass Toulouse downed his drink and opened the door.
"Come Chwistian. we must tour the streets and see the wonders which have changed. There is this delightful café which I am sure you will like!"
Christian nodded and got up placing his now empty glass on the chair and followed Toulouse out leaving the four other gentlemen behind.
~*~
Marie ran through the streets back to the house, her arms were sore and bruised as were her legs. She could feel the trickle of blood past her ankle but she ignored it wanting to get home quickly. She banged on the door, which was flung open by Alexandria who gazed up at Marie before suddenly fussing over her.
"Mother! It is Marie and she is hurt!"
"Bring her in here and fetch me some water and a cloth little one."
Alexandria ran off into the kitchen after leading Marie into the living room and sitting her by the fire next to her mother. Marie looked up and leant over patting the young mother gently on the knee.
"What happened Marie? How on earth did you get so badly hurt?"
"The Duke found me at the Moulin Rouge and set his henchman on me. I will be fine dear I just need to rest."
It was just then that Alexandria returned with a bowl of warm water and a cloth, which she handed to her mother. Alexandria then knelt by the fire gazing into it. Marie allowed the Alexandria's mother to tend to her wounds before placing a hand under the woman's chin and tilting her head up so she could gaze into her beautiful blue eyes.
"Christian saved me. I didn't get a chance to warn him. I am sorry Satine."
"Don't worry Marie I will find him. But for now tell me why did the Duke hurt you?"
~*~
It was now very late and Christian stumbled down the streets bumping into the walls. Toulouse had wobbled off back to his residence a while ago leaving Christian to drown his sorrows in more and more drink. Two men followed Christian and grabbed him by the shoulders shoving him up against a wall.
"Hand over you money and watch and we wont harm you."
"Get off!!! You idiots"
Christian flailed his arms in a drunken manner at the two men, both laughed and punched Christian, he went silent and slumped forward as they grabbed his money and valuables. They hit him once more before dragging over to a doorway and running for it. Christian opened his eyes weakly and gazed about try to look for help. He lifted his head but it all hurt so much, his head rolled back with a loud thud against the door behind him. Christian passed out shortly after allowing sleep, pain and alcohol take him under. ~*~
Satine looked up as she heard a loud thud on the door. She glanced at the clock before getting up. Alexandria and Marie had long ago gone to bed and fallen asleep but Satine couldn't. There was just too much on her mind. 'Who could it be at this hour?' Satine thought to herself puling the shawl closer around her shoulders and opening the door cautiously. A body fell back into the doorway landing at her feet. A young man's sleeping face lay at her feet. It was Christian and he was obviously hurt. She didn't know what to do. Should she leave Christian there or help him.but that would result in her revealing her identity. She sighed and rolled her eyes. Even asleep Christian was still the charmer she had fallen for and the man she loved. Satine leant down and began the long process of pulling Christian back into the house.
Well I hope you all enjoyed that. If not.tough to you! Till next time! Goodbye