AN: OMG… The last chappie! THIS IS SO UPSETTING! Oh dear…. Well, I hope you've enjoyed it just half as much as I have! X3 Thankies for reading!

And Note: To all those who HAVEN'T READ MY PROFILE OR WHATEVER (Hint hint… nah I'm just messin' with ya, you don't have to read it. cries) and are curious: I am English by name, English by nature and of course live in England.

I shall say once more:

ON WITH THE FIC!

As Tohru and Yuki danced, Tohru gradually summoned the courage to lean her head on his shoulder. He looked down on her in absolute adoration. They were safe… For the moment.

Ayame and Shigure were practically crying. "They look so cute together…" Aaya put a hand on his mouth and looked at Shigure in glee.

"I know! They should really consider getting together."

The dance sped up, and Tohru and Yuki separated. Yuki twirled her around, and was surprised at how much easier it was to dance with her and not Kitto, even though it had never been rehearsed.

Eventually they sang they're short pre-marriage duet. It felt so right that they were singing about each other, that they almost forgot about Kyo.

"Think of it, our secret engagement, look, your future bride! Just think of it…"

"But why is it secret, what have we to hide?"

It reminded Yuki of the night they had decided to get together. She had asked him to keep it a secret. He didn't know why. Now he realised. She didn't want to hurt Kyo. But they had. And now they were paying for it. He tried to assure her in his voice that they were going to be all right.

"Please let's not fight..."

"Christine you're free."

"Wait till the time is right…"

"When will that be? It's an engagement, not a crime. Christine what are you afraid of?"

The wording was almost exactly the same as it had been.

He spun her around the stage, and was almost in a trance. The role suited her almost too well.

The whole cast sang, their voices echoing through the audience, filling the whole theatre.

"Masquerade! Paper faces on parade, Masquerade, hide your face so the world will never find you!"

When the chorus had finished their piece, the Phantom theme played over them, and Tohru suddenly remembered why she had been so frightened.

Yuki took her hand and carefully forced her to stand behind her.

Kyo walked on stage, wearing the skull mask. He smirked at the cast, who were all looking very edgy, which actually helped, seeing as they were supposed to be terrified.

Kyo made his way up to the couple, singing in his threatening fashion. Tohru found herself with her hands on Yuki's shoulders, hiding behind him as if he were a wall.

Yuki glared at Kyo, dangerously protecting Tohru as best he could.

When the scene ended, Tohru was shaking. She held onto Yuki's arm as he led her offstage.

"Are you all right?" She looked at the ground.

"I've… I didn't realise Kyo-kun could get to me that much…"

The next scene was wishing you were somehow here again.

"Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing..."

Before she even started singing, Yuki realised how much the song must remind her of her mother. Standing in the wings, he watched as she poured her heart out, and music mixed with fear and worry caused the tears to roll down her cheeks as she sang.

"Too many years, fighting back tears, why can't the past just die? Wishing you were somehow here again… Knowing we must say goodbye, try to forgive… Teach me to live, give me the strength to try!"

Yuki smiled as the last notes of the piece came from her lips, and then realised it was his cue soon. For a sword fight with Kyo. This was worrying.

Kyo came on stage, and Tohru tried not to look too worried. But inside she was in floods.

Kyo sang the part for Wandering Child, and scared Tohru half to death. Yuki was getting very agitated with Kyo and Tohru alone on stage together. But he held fast in the wings until his cue. And when that came, he was out there in a flash.

Tohru once again stood behind him, but further off this time, so as to avoid being sliced in two.

Kyo and Yuki didn't use any of their rehearsed moves. The fighting on stage was as real as all of the other feelings they had felt in this half of the production.

Kyo was swinging his sword at Yuki as if he was about to slice his head off, and Yuki was dong the same. Tohru saw immediately that the fighting was unrehearsed, and that they were not being careful at all. Yuki managed to get Kyo on the arm, ripping part of his shirt and cutting him on the arm.

He took that as the opportunity to make his getaway, and dragged Tohru offstage by the arm.

"Yuki-kun! You wounded him!" Tohru at the other wing as Kyo loped off clutching his bleeding arm, and disappeared into the darkness. "H-he's hurt…"

"Honda-kun, you can't let him brainwash you into feeling sorry for him. He's dangerous! You have to understand… Kyo is dangerous."

"But he's still Kyo-kun. Even if he has changed, and he is dangerous, he's still Kyo!" Tohru glared at him, and Yuki stood speechless. "I'm sorry. I know you were only trying to protect me."

Eventually, The Point Of No Return was ready to begin. But Tohru was extremely nervous.

"Yuki-kun… I can't. He… He'll…"

"If anything happens, I swear, I'll be right there."

Tohru watched as the actors on stage performed the first part of Don Juan. She clasped her hands together, and hoped that the rest of the performance would go quickly.

There was a hand on her shoulder. "Yuki-kun…"

"Afraid not." Tohru spun around to see Kyo.

"K-Kyo-kun!" Tohru said, the shakes coming back. "You… Scared me."

"So I did." Kyo smiled his new demonic smile, and "I just want you to know, you should take the next couple of scenes very seriously."

"What…? Why?"

"Well, if you don't, someone could get hurt." Kyo put a hand on the side of her face, and turned her gaze to Yuki, who could be seen once again in box five. "We wouldn't want that, would we?"

Tohru went cold. "What are you…? What do you mean?"

"You'll see. I promise you'll see."

Tohru reluctantly walked onstage, and sang her part.

"No thoughts within her head, but thoughts of joy, no dreams within her heart but dreams of love."

Kyo joined her onstage, and there they stood opposite each other, and they looked each other in the eye.

They began to sing. Yuki watched nervously in his box five, ready to jump at Kyo if he even thought of doing anything untoward to Tohru. Yuki just wished it wasn't the one song that he disapproved of.

When they eventually joined up onstage, Tohru really did seem to be in a trance. She walked towards Kyo as if it was Yuki. Something inside her was telling her not to run away.

They sang together, And Kyo put his hands on her waist, and slowly moved them up to her neck, and back down.

Ayame and Shigure were about to explode, as was Yuki, for very different reasons.

The music changed. Kyo kissed the side of her neck. As he started to sing, Tohru snapped out of her trance, and realised the urgency of the situation.

"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime, lead me save me from my solitude... Say you want me with you here, beside you…"

Tohru looked up at Yuki in desperation, and saw that he was doing the same down at her.

"…Anywhere, you go, let me go too, Christine, that's all I ask of-"

Before realising what she was doing, Tohru had turned around, and slapped Kyo across the face. The mask flew off onto the stage, along with several drops of blood. The orchestra obviously didn't get what happened and played the score as it was written.

Tohru was horrified at the fact that she had slapped his wounded face, but not as horrified as everyone else was to see it. His dignity in his mask, Kyo furiously grabbed Tohru's hand and pulled her offstage.

As the chaos began to spread across the stage, Yuki, without thinking it through, leaped out of the balcony, grabbed onto the curtain and slid down onto the stage, determined to the point of insanity.

Kyo grabbed Tohru's shoulders and shook her. "What were you thinking! You… You shouldn't have done that…" Kyo stopped and felt his face with one hand. When he took it away there was blood on it.

Before Yuki could get to them, Kyo had already dragged Tohru back onstage, to the final scene.

As they sang, Yuki prepared himself for what was coming. If he went onstage, it was likely that Kyo would kill him. But if he didn't it was likely he would do the same to Tohru.

"…Pity comes too late! Turn around and face your fate, and eternity of THIS! Before your eyes…"

Tohru was seeing it all. Kyo meant every word that he sang. And somehow, so did she.

"Wait! I think my dear we have a guest. Sir, this is indeed, an unparallel delight…"

Yuki had decided he'd rather risk his own neck (Quite literally) than let Tohru do this on her own.

As he sang, he was pleading with Kyo. He would have fought him, but with Tohru on Kyo's side of the portcullis that separated them, he wasn't going to risk it.

Kyo let Yuki in, and then of course, produced the Lasso. Yuki knew what was coming, and could yet do nothing.

Tohru finally realised what Kyo had been planning all this time. The thing he had been telling them all that he was gong to do, was, and always had been, kill Yuki. In front of everyone.

Before Yuki had a chance to move, Kyo had caught him by the neck, and everything in the scene looked as it should. But there was an equally threatening situation looming over the actors. The audience of course had no idea. Except for maybe three men sitting in the back.

"Aaya, doesn't Yuki look a little flushed?" Whispered Shigure, the concern showing in his voice.

Hatori sighed. "He'd better not be holding his breath."

"I don't think so Tori-san. Doesn't it look like Kyo-kun is pulling a little hard?"

Yuki forced the words out, although he could barely breathe. Tohru begged Kyo with her eyes to let him go, and Kyo simply smiled and continued as normal.

"… So do you end your days with me, or do you send him to his grave!"

At that moment, Tohru realised that Kyo's great plans had changed. He wanted her to choose him over Yuki, in exchange for his life. And she was going to have to put a lot of effort into that kiss if she was going to get the old Christine charm to work it's magic Either that or let Yuki suffocate.

The music stopped for Tohru, and she tried to think on her feet. She looked at Kyo, and then she looked at Yuki. She had no idea what to do. She thought she might as well go with her gut, and kiss Kyo. But she hated to do it in front of Yuki. But if it would save his life, she would gladly marry Kyo and spent the rest of her life in an attic.

As Kyo felt her hands on his face, and her lips against his, he could hardly believe it. It was as if he'd never seen the script. He opened his eyes for just a second. And he saw with his good eye, Tohru was looking at Yuki. She was kissing him, but making sure Yuki was all right.

She was in love with Yuki. Yuki. Yuki. Everything was always about Yuki. Everyone loved Yuki. Everyone wanted Yuki. She needed Yuki. He was going to loose again. And to of all people, it had to once again be, to Yuki.

When she finally released his face, he had no idea what to do. He would have done it, right then and there. Choked the little bastard till he was as dead as a freaking door-mouse. But, as he looked into Tohru's eyes, he found that he didn't have the courage to do it. And that feeling of frustration was enough to kill him.

As he let them leave the stage, he felt like everything had fallen apart. He's had the whole situation in the palm of his hand, and had just dropped it at his feet. And his beautiful plan had shattered into a thousand tiny irreplaceable pieces.

Tohru held Yuki backstage. They're bodies didn't touch, but their souls did. She'd never felt so relieved in her life. It was over. The Music of the Night, had finally ended.

Or so she thought.

As she turned the corner to go to her dressing room, Tohru jumped about a mile in the air.

Standing in the middle of the shadow filled corridor, tears streaming down the part of his face that wasn't mutilated.

"K-Kyo-kun?"

Down in the theatre, there was supposed to be a cast and crew party, to celebrate their success. But it looked a little more like a funeral. Yuki had had quite enough moping for one day.

"I'm going to see Honda-kun now." He said to Haru.

"Can I come with you? This place is so dull… Someone should install a jukebox in here to liven all these stiffs up."

Momiji forced his way through a crowd of silent partygoers. "Guys, why is everyone so depressed?"

"I guess it's because the play turned out to be a huge success, but, didn't go quite as planned." Yuki said. As the three of them traipsed up the stairwell, for possibly the last time, they found themselves being followed by a large chunk of the cast.

"HONDA-KUN!" Yuki ran in front of Tohru, and held his arms out wide. Kyo looked at him in despair, and found his arms and shoulders being held back by the rest of the people there.

Tohru tried to speak, but Yuki got in there first. "Don't go near him, Honda-kun. He's not worthy enough to breathe the same air as you."

Kyo watched for a second, and saw all of life's problems in a human form. He started struggling against the arms that held him back, clawing the air in a desperate attempt to swipe at Yuki's chest.

"Let… Let me go!"

Haru clung onto Kyo's arm and buried his head in the small of his back. "Kyo! Just go back to the way you were! Be you again!"

"This… Is me!" Shouted Kyo, struggling so hard that he sent Haru into the wall. "This is who I am now!"

"But it's not you Kyo! It's not! You're nothing like this!" Momiji tried to get Kyo to stop moving, but all it did was make him angrier.

"You're never going to change back… Are you?" Said Tohru quietly, the tears falling down her cheeks. "You're really going to stay this way, Kyo? After all we've been through, you'll just change into some monster and never change back?"

"Can't you see that it was YOU that made me into this!" He shouted, the tears flying in all directions as he shook his head. "YOU MADE ME WHAT I AM NOW! You did this to me! I can't live without you! He just wants you! I NEED YOU!"

Tohru stood motionless. Yuki had dropped his arms. Kyo stopped struggling as she slowly walked towards him.

In one long tender motion, she took his head in her hands, and gently kissed him on the forehead. Just a little kiss. But it brought Kyo to his knees.

"He can't love you half as much as I do." He whispered.

"That may be true. But I love him."

Tohru looked at the people holding Kyo back, and they reluctantly let him go.

Kyo took Tohru's hand and weakly pulled her down to his level. "Don't leave me alone." She smiled. "Please."

"I won't. I promise."

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