Hello *wave to everyone*   I am doing so many things at once… listening to Howard's motn 3, doing homework, chatting on aim, typing this phanphic…  -_-

"Lost in the darkness,

 Silence surrounds you,

 Once there was morning,

 Now endless night….

 I will find *my muse* …"

-… saw a glimpse of dark thing dashing out of my room…   hey .  come back… -

Oh yea… all these things are not mine…. Not mine… *cry*

Enjoy  ! ~  !

@ } - ^ --- Dorothy

Chapter 8  The day after

Erik's point of view

I woke up from a dream, dreaming of Christine running toward me, near me, almost there, and embrace me tightly.  There I opened my eyes, found weight on top of me, my hand landing on something soft and smooth.  Christine laid on top of me, naked and my hand was caressing her bare back.  I gasped, my mind drew blank, and I tried to think what happened between us. 

I smiled, my swollen lips turned to a satisfied grin.  I liked the feel of her curly hair on my chest, her naked body laid on top of mine, my hand caressing her back, I stopped when I heard her stir.  She's about to wake up. 

"Hey you…"  Christine said softly looking at me with her pair of intense blue eyes. 

"Christine…" I put my arms around her back, wanting to stay like this the whole day.

"last night…."

"was erotic"  I finished her sentence, she blushed at my words and put her face to mine, kissing me fully.

"I better get dress, someone else is here"  Christine looked by the door, and I realize it's

"Ayesha!"  I cried in surprise, the Siamese cat jumped on the bed, her eyes narrowed as she saw Christine.  It's walking toward me.

"I love Christine now, but don't forget I love you too!"  I said to Ayesha, absently stroking her fur, hearing her purr ecstatically. 

Christine giggles and got out of bed, "I'll get dress and prepare breakfast".

I smiled at her truly the first time, she did the same, reached to me for a quick kiss and leave the room.

I stayed lazily in the bed putting her small thing on my chest, put my hand over her small soft head and caressed her from head to tail.  I did not seem to realize Ayesha was snuggling against my hand and made ecstatic sound.  I was busy thinking of Christine.  I still could not believe she chose to stay with me and love me.

Oh…  she loves me…    I smile to myself again…. She loves me…  Me…  not her young lover Raoul…. But me…   I saw lights ahead of us and I was for the first time truly happy….  

"Erik…..?"  Christine called for me in the kitchen.

Her voice brought me back from thinking of the future and I shook my head grinning.

"Yes….."  I  picked up my garment on the floor and quickly put them on and left the room.

"Oh… what smells so good…"  I inhaled the smell slowly.

"It's scramble egg and beacon, do you like them?"  Christine asked, knowing that I don't eat that much living here.

"I like to eat the food you prepare for me…"  I approached closer to Christine and wrapped my arms around her waist. 

Christine giggled and  put her hands over mine, " you see…that's the only thing I found in your kitchen except some wine and champagne…  I ….  I don't know if you like it or not…  hey…. Stop tickling me.."  she giggled under my touch.

I stopped tickling her, let her turned around to face me and I looked into her blue eyes.

"Oh.. Christine… I love you.."  I said slowly making sure she heard me for real. 

"I know…  and I too love you.."  Christine's eyes sparkled as she looked right into his eyes. 

The situation was intense that neither one of the spoke.  Christine bought her hand to Erik's face, softly stroking it ignoring the scars and rough surface.  Erik can't take it much more, he flows down tears to his face also moaning of the gentle touch.

"Oh Erik, don't cry, you'll make me cry too.  What is the matter?  Have I done something wrong?"  Christine put her hand down.

"No… please don't stop,  I was just…  No one has ever willing to touch me before..  but I should better eat the breakfast you have prepared for me Christine, the food is getting cold"  Erik wiped his tears away and showed a small grin.

"Here you go, enjoy"  Christine put the plates on the table and sat down on a wooden chair.  Erik did the same and picked up the fork.

They ate silently and enjoyed each other's company while taking a glimpse of each other from time to time.

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I am unusually immature, hyper, energetic, and happy today.  I don't have the reason for that but please tell me what you think, the story still has a lot more to go..

Wheeee wheeeee  … ::Dorothy is swinging:::