Hikari: Yay! No Bashing!

Erik: darnit.

Hikari: why must you be so negative?

Erik: well I don't like being kidnapped and kept here for pointless commentary

Hikari: you do it because you love me!

Erik:……

Hikari:….so cruel. Ok..time for review responses!

Erik: God help me.

Hikari: SHUSH! –pulls out a list- Mrs. Gerard Butler…or PEACHO! I love that…peacho peacho peacho!

Erik: Oh get on with it!

Hikari: Righto, thanks, of course I know you now since I talk to you on aim…and yeah.

Erik: Ok, she thanks Mrs.Malfoy too, and yeah…ON WITH IT!

Hikari: WAIT! And Rowena and Rikku…..

Erik:-knocks Hikari off her computer desk and starts typing-

Chapter 2

Clarity stepped out of the carriage as I pulled away from behind her. The ground was covered in fresh snow and it was making her cold, she tucked her hands further into her muff and stepped inside the grand structure. The main room where balls where held was more extravagant then her mother described it. She gaped in awe, as she beheld the lavish golden statues of many different goddesses and the beautifully carved ivory stairs that led off into two different directions from the top of the first stairs.

"Can I help you, Mademoiselle?"

She turned to find two men standing before her, one was graying, and the other was…already gray. The younger one had an angry stare on his face…the older one looked worried. Clarity had heard of the managers of the opera and what troubles they faced two years ago. One would think after two years, and a rebuilt opera they'd look better then…that. She turned to them and politely smiled.

"Um…yes, Monsieur…you see my mother used to dance here and I wanted to visit and see what its like and…" she was cut off by the younger manager.

"In other words, Mademoiselle…you, like many others, wanted to search for the famous "opera ghost" the story must seem very romantic to you girls!" He hissed, his face quickly reddening, "Don't give me this "my mother used to dance here" nonsense!"

Clarity, of course, being from her wealthy family was shocked. She had never been spoken to like that before. She glared at the man, opened her mouth to comment but….

"Firmin, don't speak to the girl that way. She's nobility! I saw the name on her carriage, it that nobleman from England" the graying one said to his companion. (-Snicker-)

"Andre, don't tell me you believe one word that comes from this child's mouth!" Firmin yelled, pointing to Clarity who just stood there with a very annoyed expression on her face.

"I don't want to risk more bad press!"

"It's Business! More money!"

"Poppycock!"

While the managers were preoccupied with their bickering, Clarity decided that it was the perfect time to sneak off and explore. When Firmin mentioned the opera ghost, it sparked her interest all over again; he was right…she was going to look for him.

In the Cellars….

Erik climbed and walked his way back down into the catacombs of the opera. After two years and the opera's rebuilt made him decide to come back. He felt he had forgotten about Christine enough to leave here again, with out the pain of past memories. Plus, his pupil was probably off married to the viscount by now. He grunted at the memory and forced it into the back of his mind, he could kick himself. He had her! She would have stayed, but no, he let her leave with…HIM!

He could hear the manager's bickering about God knows what from all the way down there. "Good lord, they're still here? One would think they'd give up and leave by now." He muttered to himself. Grumbling, he threw all his mannequins of Christine into the lake. No more painful memories. Erik threw his cape on and replaced his white mask over his distortion (A/N: if you can call it that….) he slipped through the shadows and back to Christine's old dressing room. He needed to visit Mme. Giry and tell her of his return.

Erik heard the door creak open when he reached the mirror. Thinking, it must be Giry, for no one entered Christine's room anymore, he started to speak. "Madame….Its Me, I've come back" he was shocked to see it was a young girl. He had just given himself away.

"Who's there!"

Hikari:well…?

Erik: Fool! I'd be more careful then that!

Hikari: well, deal with it, Erik.

Erik: …This time can you please bash her?

Hikari: you know you love me, Erik!

Erik: No I don't!

Hikari: why you….! –Turns to readers- Message and Review!
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