Peppermintoreo: I'm writing more. Also I love your name.

Baby-Vixen: I'm so sorry. I had no idea that you were either one of those heritages. Please watch it with all the rubber chickens or I'll hit you with my rubber cow.

Authors note. Sorry for not writing. Hope all of you who are still reading my story accept this.

A/N I don't own Erik or any relations to the play, the musical or the book "the phantom of the opera".

Question: What does fop mean? I hear or read it being used to describe Raoul. Also where did you or they get it?

Raoul…..

Raoul finished the evening. Not many commented on the lack of Christine.

Christine was right was infatuated with little lotte but I am in love with Christine. Why am I worried about this? I'm a man. Men don't worry about if their childhood sweetheart loves them in the present. I can find hundreds of eligible ladies who would die to be my wife.

He thought this on the way to the carriage and on the ride home.

I can live with out Christine. No one needs her. Even her precious phantom kicked her out of his home. Hopefully he tells her his love for her has faded. That'll show her. Then where will she turn. She might come back to me. If she does do I let her come back for I may still love her or leave her be? Too much to deal with at this point. Some sleep and more food will set me back on track. Ah food! Christine wasn't the best of cooks but she put her heart and soul into whatever she made. STOP IT RAOUL! You're thinking of her again. What is the complete opposite of Christine?

He contemplated on that through his second dinner and fell asleep thinking that.

Erik…

"Are you toying with me? This is not some joke?"

"not that I know of." She replied quite coolly.

I have no way of working with this. Yet Christine loves me! That's a start. What else can I use this girl for? I can't see how I need her anymore.

"if this is not a joke then could a vision can come anytime now?"

"I would think so. Clearly you two are connected so if she has strong emotions you would also have strong emotions."

"is there any post connection signs you know of? Like your arm falls asleep?"

"I've been trying to see things like that but no luck. Except the last few times my eyes begin to twitch."

Rouge/ Erik……

Why does he want to know all of this? I can't really foreshadow one or anything like that.

"excuse me do you know how long after your eye twitches you become unconscious so to speak?"

" no I'm sorry I really don't know much about this gift."

"most would consider this a curse why do you see it as a gift."

"it's special. No one has this. Why would who ever given this to me only give it to me to bring me down?" ( p.s I'm an atheist so my characters are too.)

"that's an interesting point of view. Yet somethings are curses. What I have no one can see as a gift."

" as you can see or I can't see what do you have. Everything is two points of views. Whatever you have has it's gifts."

"well you must be hungry. The kitchen is through the hall way on your left. Just go straight. I'll lite some candles."

He did so. Once the room was almost full of light rouge took a candle to the kitchen. Erik went to the………organ. ( I wanted to shift things up so instead of erik going to the same place all the time I had him go to the organ. Lol) He left his organ in darkness. He doesn't need light to move around.

Meanwhile….

Rouge found herself some bread and cheese. She set her candle on the table and ate her food in semi- darkness. She looked around her surroundings. Trying to envision it all. She could hear notes here and there that that man was playing. Not a full song but like he was composing.

What am I going to do the rest of the day? I don't want to disturb him but it's like impossible to see around here. I'll ask him.i wonder what he wants from me besides using my gift. I cant do much else besides that, can I?

Erik sat composing for a while. He was disrupted by this Rouge.

Is that her real name?

" excuse me. I was wondering why I couldn't go home?"

" you have no home first off. Second I need you."

" what do you need from me. I did all I could. I can't do anything else for you.

"you may think that now."

So I'm to be kept here to do nothing.

"if I am to stay here. what do you expect me to do. I can't just sit around all day."

"can you read? If so there's a library in the back. And the kitchen is always open for your use."

"yes I can read."