Chapter 3 (YAY!)

(Rachel's POV)

Rachel woke up in the morning to find a red rose with a black ribbon tied on it. She smiled and then put it in a vase with water. Rachel got dressed and headed to practice. Rachel noticed she was the only one there. She looked over at her old friend Estee and walked over to say hi.

"Rachel?" Estee whispered before Rachel could say anything.

"Yes, it is me."

"I haven't seen you in decades. Can you sing for me?"

"I don't know…"

"Please! Please! Please!"

"Fine. What do you want me to sing?"

"Sing…the Phantom of the Opera!"

"In sleep he sang to me… In dreams he came…," came Rachel's high soprano voice, "That voice which calls to me…and speaks my name…And do I dream again for now I find…The Phantom of the Opera is there…inside my mind…"

"Sing once again with me…," came Erik's (manly) voice from behind Rachel, "a strange duet…My power over you…grows stronger yet…and though you turn from me to glance behind…the Phantom of the Opera is there…inside your mind…" Rachel turned around and looked at Erik wearing a black mask instead of a white one. She smiled and then continued to sing.

"Those who have seen your face…draw back in fear…I am the mask you wear…"

"It's me they hear…"

Together they sang, "Your/my spirit and your/my voice in one combined…the Phantom of the Opera is there…inside your/my mind…" By then Erik had walked over to Rachel and was standing very close. He leaned in to kiss her, but just then they heard the chatter of the ballet girls. Erik stood up straight and then disappeared into the shadows.

(Erik's POV)

Erik quickly made his way back to his lair. 'Rachel's voice is just so…so beautiful. It is greater than even an angel's. God, I wish those ballet girls had never come when they did. Well now I am just spending another cold night alone.' For the rest of the day Erik practiced his organ and started to compose another opera.

At about eight 'o clock he heard a noise that was too big to be another rat scurrying about. Erik grabbed his Punjab lasso and stood up. He hid in the shadows and crept along looking for what or who made that noise. Suddenly a slim hand was placed on his shoulder. Erik whipped around and grabbed the wrist of whoever had their hand on his shoulder. He saw a frightened Rachel looking at him, but then her frightened face turned into a smile.

"What are you doing here?" Erik hissed not meaning to.

"I was coming to see you," Rachel said as her smile turned into a frown.

"Sorry, Rachel, it's just…" Erik was cut off, but it was from Rachel's lips crashing into his own. Erik was stunned for a moment, but was soon kissing back. It was a log and passionate kiss. They parted for breath and before Erik could say anything she smiled and then slipped out of his grasp.

Erik was about to tell her something when she disappeared. He sighed and then mad his way back to his organ. There he played the tune to Music of the Night.

He sang along with it, "Nighttime sharpens, Heightens each sensation. Darkness, stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Slowly, gently night unfurls its splendor. Grasp it, sense it, Tremulous and tender. Turn your face away, from the careless light of day! Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling nights. And listen to the music of the night. Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dream! Leave the thoughts of life you knew before! Close your eyes and let your spirit start to soar and you'll live, as you've never lived before. Softly, Deftly, Music shall caress you. Hear it, Feel it, Secretly posses you. Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind, In this darkness that you know you cannot fight, The darkness of the music of the night. Let your mind Start a journey through a strange new world! Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before! let your soul take you where you long to be! Only then can you belong to me... Floating, falling Sweet intoxication, Touch me, trust me Savor each sensation. Let the dream begin, Let your darker side give in To the power of the music that I write, The power of the music of the night! You alone can make my song take flight, Help me make the music of the night..."

As Erik finished he smiled to himself and then went to bed himself.

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