Chapter 7

Ok Chapter 7 see I wrote to today to make up for the weekend. This chapter is mostly just devoloping relationships for future chaps I'll have another one by tomorrow and that one I promise will have some B/A at least I hope it does. And I think I've decided against bringing Riley in. Good call guys! so here it is plz Review!

Buffy sat alone in the candle lit home. Waiting for the man named Erik to come back. 'This is so weird, I seriously hope I'm not stuck here forever. God what if I am. I'll never see Dawn or my mom again. There probably so worried, and my friends and Riley…and Angel.' Oh how unbidden that thought was and at the same time utterly welcome.

Off in the distance Buffy could hear a voice singing a sweet melody, which soothed her very soul. The sources of the voices were coming closer. She moved out of sight and looked around. She was now in another room much darker than the rest and dramatically plainer than the others as well. There was a plain white bed and what looked to be a dresser, other than that it was utterly bare. 'It definitely lacks the splendor of the other room with the nice bird bed. Maybe this is a guest room, that of course is if this guy ever gets guests.'

The thoughts soon left her as the voices get louder.

"In all you fantasy's you always knew that man in mystery" she saw him then it was Erik, his voice was so beautiful and enthralling. Never had Buffy heard anything so amazing.

"Was one in you" A feminine and equally talented voice replied. Their voices blended so perfectly together, Buffy felt as if she was hearing something divine. They reached the shore and Erik helped the lovely girl Buffy had seen in all the pictures out of it.

The girl 'Christine was it?' walked as if she were in a dream and allowed Erik to lead her.

"Sing to me my angel" she whispered "sing of the music of the night. Make me want you" Such daring words, she would never have spoken if she weren't under his thrall.

Buffy watched as Erik's eyes widened. He was watching Christine so intently as if trying to be sure of what he'd just heard. Buffy watched as he swallowed hard and drew a deep breath and then he begun to sing the most intoxicating song Buffy had ever heard.

"Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation, darkness stirs and wakes imagination"

With each line he sung he became more confident, moving closer to Christine allowing his gloved hand to trail along her face. When he sang Erik became the seducer completely confident in his power. The insecurities of his face gone. When he sang he was the one in control.

"Silently the senses abandon their defenses"

Buffy could feel it, everything that Erik sung was true. The person she saw now was different more mysterious and dark, so much like Angel. When he sang he was mystery, seduction, power, love, darkness, lust, desire, he was it all.

"Slowly, gently, night unfurls it splendors. Grasp it; sense it, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away, from the garish light of day, turn your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light and listen to the music of the night."

Soon it wasn't Erik singing anymore it was Angel. Her Angel singing this seductive song in her head. Angel showing her the beauty of the night. Angel leading her heart away from Riley and the daylight and back to himself and the night. Back to where it belonged.

"Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams. Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before. Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar, and you'll live as you've never lived before."

Buffy did she closed her eyes and it was Angel holding her as Erik was holding Christine. Angel making her forget about her life with Riley. Just as Erik made Christine forget Raoul.

"Softly, deftly. Music shall caress you"

Angel's hands trailed along her firm body

"Hear it, feel it, secretly posses you"

Angel's husky voice and soothing hands sending chills of desire through her body.

"Open up your mind, let your fantasy's unwind. In this darkness that you know you cannot fight. The darkness of the music of the night."

Angel laying her down on his red satin sheets, kissing her until she was unable to think of anything else. Taking her away from all her fears and worry. Filling her with his love and desire.

"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."

Erik's voice then fell back to its calming seductive tone. Every sense in Christine's body heightened, every touch that Erik bestowed upon her wanting flesh sending a mixture of warmth and cold threw her. Thoughts of Raoul long ago banished from her mind. All she knew was Erik, all she wanted was Erik.

"Floating, folding. Sweet intoxication, touch me, trust me."

Erik ran his hands along Christine's body. Around her hip, over her flat stomach along her welcoming breasts up to caress her flawless face.

"Savor each sensation," He sung to her as he continued his caress.

"Let the dream begin, Let your darker side give in"

He was leading her slowly back towards the room that he'd made for her so long ago. Back towards the bed, which had been calling to him since the day, he'd first fell in love with her. And Christine was complying ever so willingly. Was it because he had her in a dream like state? Would she be so willing to submit to his desire if she was fully aware?

"To the power of the music that I write, the power of the music of the night"

He couldn't do it. Not like this. Even though his body was beyond any bearable amount of lust. Every inch of him aching to feel her. To lose himself inside of her. He resisted. There was still so much pain between them, so much betrayal. Besides wasn't Buffy around somewhere?

"You alone can make my song take flight. Help me make the music of the night."

He laid Christine down on the bed and watched as sleep took her. She didn't know how much he had wanted to take her this night, and so many nights before. She didn't know that he had written that song for her on one of those nights he was kept awake longing for her touch. She didn't know what the music of the night referred to and what it was asking of her. And so she slept on unaware as always. 'She comes to me for security. Like a dream, completely unreal, a fantasy. If I took her the dream would fade. It would be real and she would leave forever. She can never know' Erik left the room, he should make sure Buffy hadn't gotten herself lost again.

So I'm wondering would there be angst in this story between our 2 couples or do you want it to just sorta start to workout. Angst will make this longer if you want some resistance to the love of B/A and or Cristine and Erik. So let me know what you think so I can start Writing!