Well, chapter two! Thought I'd post two chapters at once, just to get the story rolling. So, welcome once again to you all. Reminder that this is my first Inu-Yasha fanfic, so flames of any type are welcome, as well as reviews of any kind.

Oh, and if you couldn't guess the last question, this chapter should make the answers pretty clear.

Disclaimer: We all know I don't own Inu-Yasha or Phantom of the Opera, so why do we still have to do these?

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Chapter 2: The Beginning

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Seventy-six years later...

"Kagome!"

A girl with black hair, brown eyes, and pale skin turned and saw someone running after her. "Sango! Hey!"

"Hey!" said a girl with long black hair in a ponytail and brown eyes once she had caught up to Kagome. "Thought you wouldn't get back until next week!"

"Grandpa managed to freak everyone out when he claimed an evil demon was in the hotel lobby, so we had to pack up early and leave. We got back yesterday, actually," said Kagome.

"Well, everyone's gonna be happy to see you! Miroku, Shippo, Kohaku, even Kirara has been annoying me to go and convince you to come back."

"Your CAT annoyed you?" asked Kagome, slightly stunned.

"Yup."

"Weird." Kagome continued to walk along the street. "So, school starts tomorrow."

"Yeah," said Sango wistfully. "Too bad, huh?"

Kagome shrugged. "I guess."

Sango snapped her fingers. "That reminds me. This weekend, Miroku's throwing a party at his place. Are you gonna come?"

"Sure," said Kagome. "What's with the party, though?"

"Something about a small get-together," muttered Sango. "Really, though, I have no idea."

"Who else is gonna come?"

"Well, there's Koga, Yura, Hojo, Kagura, Shinji, Kanna, Tsubaki, Shippo, Kohaku," named Sango off her head. "And...that's it...I think..."

"That's a lot of people."

"Yeah."

They continued to walk until the old theater was in sight. Although it had gone through some renovations a few years ago, it still looked old and dingy. The idea that something was haunting it scared so many people that business wasn't very good.

"Uh, Kagome?"

"Yeah?"

"Why're you heading towards the old theater?" asked Sango nervously.

"I wanted to explore it a little more," replied Kagome. "Besides, Kaede doesn't mind, as long as we don't break anything."

Sango huffed, but tailed her friend. They had been exploring the theater since they had learned that it was haunted. Miroku insisted that some sort of demon haunted it, while Kagome thought she'd find the remains of a human. Sango just hoped the rumors were just rumors.

Kaede was old, now nearly eighty, yet the old actress was very lively still. She was no longer actively running the stage productions, but she owned the theater, and therefore could still direct some of the play's productions. She liked Sango, Kagome and Miroku, so she let them explore the theater on the pretenses that they wouldn't interfere with any rehearsals and wouldn't break things.

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"Miroku, are you sure she doesn't suspect?" asked Hojo.

"I'm positive," said Miroku. "And even if she did, I'm sure she would love to be your girlfriend."

"Thank goodness," said Hojo, relieved. Kagome had been his long-time crush, but he could never bring himself to tell her about his feelings. Now, Miroku was going to give him the perfect opportunity.

Miroku smirked to himself. He loved to torture Hojo. He knew Kagome wasn't going to become Hojo's girlfriend. Kagome had told Miroku that she didn't like Hojo that way.

Koga, Kohaku, Shippo, Kagura, and Kanna showed up at about the same time. They mingled and talked about different things: Kagura and Shinji talked about their senior prank; Kohaku, Shippo, and Kanna were talking about what sort of havoc they could reek on their teachers; Koga and Hojo were talking about sports.

Kagome and Sango came in a few minutes later. Everyone greeted Kagome with great enthusiasm. Miroku kissed Sango on the cheek as a greeting, for which Sango promptly hit him. Sango liked Miroku and Miroku liked Sango, but Sango hadn't admitted openly that she liked Miroku yet.

They partied for a while, talking about random subjects and playing a few games. An hour and a half later, Kagome was walking home. She had had a fun time, but she now just wanted to go home and surf the web or read a good book.

She was deciding what to read when she looked up and noticed where she was. Instead of taking the way home, Kagome had ended up at the theater.

'Why not?' she thought and walked inside.

As usual, the lobby to the theater was dark. Kagome went to the auditorium and walked onto the stage. Finding no one to be present, she began to twirl around the stage and sing a little bit.

Unbeknownst to Kagome, a shadow heard her and wandered close enough to hear her sing. She had a voice that could've rivaled Kikyo's easily, but it was untrained. He watched her twirl and spin, watching her movements correspond with the beat to the song.

Kagome finished her song and stopped twirling, slightly embarrassed even though she thought no one was around. She moved to get off the stage.

"Brava, brava."

Kagome whirled around, but found no one there. She turned back around and was near the exit of the auditorium when she heard the voice again.

"I shall see you again."

Kagome bolted out the door.

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He hadn't heard a voice like that in a long time. Lots of actresses and sopranos had come to this theater to perform, but none had quite as lovely a voice as that girl had. In fact, most of them had been horrible enough that it hurt his ears. The few females who had actually been pleasant to hear only performed a couple of times each, leaving the worse ones to take their places.

Seventy-six years ago, he had destroyed the theater because a single actress was leaving. He would do the same again, but this time it would be because he wanted the actress to perform.

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So, R&R, flames welcome, blahdy, blah, blah, blah, and all that good stuff. I think I'll try to get three chapters posted for this fanfic.

Hope it isn't too bad, but I think this story is gonna go downhill fast; this chapter was pretty lame, but then again, the middle of the story was what I thought up; I just have to scrape up an adequate beginning, so suggestions, people!