Disclaimer: I don't own Erik (yet). Just kidding! And I'm just borrowing the lyrics from Marvin Gaye's "Sexual Healing". You'll see what I mean.

A/N: Thanks so much! It didn't go as bad as I thought, but I'm glad it's over so I can focus on this story. Don't forget to review! Also there's a conversation about sex, not anything graphic but I'm putting this in so I won't get into trouble.

Chapter 14- Lesson 7: Wooing Christine Part 1

Erik was literally bouncing up and down in his seat, eager to what he was to learn about. He couldn't contain his mirth much longer and so a large smile broke out on his face. The suspense was killing him and Stephanie just sat across from him, doing nothing but watch him squirm. She enjoyed having this sort of control over him and she took her sweet time taking it all in before Erik started whining.

"Erik it is time. Are you ready to uphold everything I tell you and promise never to tell anyone about your knowledge?" she inquired.

He nodded furiously. "Good. I'm going to start off with something simple that you should grasp easily. Every girl loves it when their man just surprises them with sweet gestures. First, gifts for birthdays, holidays, or just out of the blue. This shows how much you care about her and how she's always on your mind."

"Christine is always on my mind!" Erik exclaimed. "And I always leave roses for her in her dressing room. And on her birthday I did give her a heart-shaped locket."

"Nice," she commented. "But there are a few things you should know about the gift giving. Girls, we tend to take great care in what we do for our boyfriends. Everything is taken into deep consideration right to the romantic messages found in a Hallmark card. Guys just buy things that they know their girls will like and they don't take much time when finding a card. It's usually the first one they catch and the rest is history. So spicing it up a bit, like writing a poem or making your own card or in your case a song that would make her feel special and happy to have you in her life."

"That's simple," he drawled. "I'm a composer. There are so many songs and music I can write for her, inspired by her alone."

"But not all the time," Stephanie said. "I mean, if I got a song every year for my birthday and on the holidays, it will get kind of old. The thought was nice but I want something more. A night on the town, sparing no expense, and just enjoying each other's company is relaxing and fun. Or staying home and treating me to a life in luxury by doing all the work and serving me as if I was a Queen. Or even making dinner with candles all around or even a nice diamond ring. Do you get the point?"

He nodded. "I can do all of that with pleasure."

"Any man can if they put the time into it. And notice how I never mentioned a corpse as a gift?"

"Ha ha," Erik mumbled.

"But seriously, we girls do like being pampered. You could always make it an occasion like calling every Thursday 'Christine Day' where she does absolutely nothing and you do everything. Though, if she is with you then she's still singing and you can't always guarantee a day off, but I'm sure you could swing it."

"I definitely can." Erik rubbed his hands excitingly. "I can get my managers to do just about anything with the right leverage."

"Don't flatter yourself Erik," reminded Stephanie. "Arrogance can cause one to fall easily. Now to court her you could be like a secret admirer. You could leave candy, stuff animals or dolls, or jewelry with notes attached to them. You could write little sentiments with a cute signature like 'From Your Angel of Music' or 'Forever Yours' you get it."

"Secret admirer… I like it. But what if she thinks it's that fop?" Erik asked worried.

"She won't if you leave hints. Being her Angel and telling her never to see a boy without an explanation is only going to give her the incentive to do just that. Threatening to leave her isn't going to cut it. Just tell her what's in your heart. If you want her to know of your intentions then you must be honest with yourself and your feelings. If you're game enough to declare your never-ending love to her then she's going to know that you're worth keeping."

"I see but Miss Larson it's not easy as it sounds. Just saying those three words is quite difficult."

"So don't make it. If you must practice saying 'I love you' in order to tell her then practice! You got that double of her so practice in front of it if you have to. Then when the time comes it should be easy as pie," confided Stephanie. "But if you can't then there's little trick. Girls just fall over this song:

I need some lovin' And baby, I can't hold it much longer

It's getting stronger and stronger

And when I get that feeling

I want sexual healing

Sexual healing, oh baby."

Stephanie burst out laughing and fell out of her seat even as Erik stood abruptly and left. "Erik! Come back! I was just teasing you!"

He returned with a smug look. "It's not funny Miss Larson."

"Puh-leese, tell me you never thought about it. Scientific studies say men think about sex every ten minutes."

"How can you even say it like it's not a big deal!" he demanded. "Where I come from it's highly forbidden to even say it aloud."

"Welcome to the future my friend for it's common knowledge. And don't even try to act all innocent and such about it. You may try and think you're not part of the human race but you are so fess up!"

"I… ah." He swallowed nervously. Never in his whole life did Erik ever imagine talking about his love life to a girl and a teenager at that. He shifted around uncomfortably as his cheeks grew crimson.

Stephanie began to smirk and her eyes glint mischievously. "So you did! So what was it like? Come on Erik tell me! Was it crazy and rough? Or gentle and tender? I pictured you more like an animal from having all of these pent up emotions and when you bust out it's wild!"

"Excuse me." Erik ran out and flew to the nearest bathroom. Stephanie chased after him still going on about it.

Erik turned on the sink full blast to block out what she was saying. He tossed the water on his face to cool down the heated flesh. She was so close to the truth it was scary of how well she knew him. But he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of knowing his desires for Christine. These feelings were only to be known by him and maybe Christine.

Stephanie was having too much fun with this that she failed to hear the clicking of the front door as her parents came in. "Stephanie! We're home!"

"Crap!" she murmured. Gently knocking on the door, she called to Erik. "Erik my parents are back! Come out now!"

"No way! You're not fooling me," came the stubborn reply.

"Erik!" she pleaded. "Okay I'm sorry I ever mentioned your love life and I promise I won't do it again if you come out!"

"Nice try," he said. "I don't trust you."

"If you don't come out right now, I'll-"

"You'll what?"

Stephanie whirled around. Her mother gave her a strange look.

"Stephanie is there someone in there?" she asked suspiciously.

"No Mom. I was teaching Harper a trick."

"What kind of trick?"

Sweat began forming on her hands and she tried to keep her demeanor cool. "I'm teaching him how to use the bathroom. You know like the commercial with the cat."

Inside came a flush and Stephanie let out a sigh of relief that Erik caught on. "I think I'll go check on him," she told Elaine.

"You do that." Elaine turned away from her daughter as Stephanie quickly slipped inside. She closed the door and glared at the guilty Phantom.

"Next time when I say my parents are home and you pull a stunt like this, I'm not helping your sorry arse."

TBC…

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