A/N: Well, let's see, two other fanfics I should be working on, but hey, maybe if I finish this one I can concentrate on my others. Then I can finish them all and start some new ones. Yes, this fanfic is my number one priority. Must finish this story…
Chapter 5: 'Il Muto'
(Kagome's POV)
It's hard to believe that only four months ago I made my big debut. I mean, according to Sango-san, I garnered much attention during my absence. My guess is that is why there are so many here at the opera tonight, to see me perform.
"Kagome, are you okay? You look slightly pale," Kara inquired from where she stood beside me.
I smiled at her, "Never been better!" Kara wasn't in a very large role; she doesn't have a carrying voice, like myself, or a strong stage presence, like Kikyo-sama. But she is a sweet thing, which was why everyone loved her.
I briefly hugged her, "Good luck with your ballet!" She squeezed back before pushing me gently onto the stage.
I then began randomly waving my duster around; see there wasn't exactly fixed choreography for this part of role.
"Serafimo – your disguise is perfect!" Kikyo crooned. Offstage, I heard a knock, that was Naraku's cue. "Why who can this be?"
Kagura opened the door and something happened to make the audience laugh, I wouldn't know, I had my back to them.
Naraku was playing Don Attilia, "Gentle wife, admit your loving husband.
"My love – I am called to England on affairs of Statem and must leave you with your new maid." He then turned to the audience, "Although I would happily take the maid with me."
Kikyo then added, "The old fool is leaving!" Naraku left the stage, and Kikyo continued to sing her part, "Serafimo away with this pretense!" At this part I removed the skirt revealing Serafimo to be a man, "You cannot speak – but kiss me in my husband's absence." I leaned behind her fan and stuck my arms out to her sides, she spat in my face.
(The Phantom's POV)
It wasn't difficult to replace Kikyo's bottle of red wine (A/N: Don't expect me to know what that stuff that they spray in her mouth, I'm guessing here, and it looks like red wine so that's what I'm saying it is.) with a little concoction of my own. As far as I knew, no one had seen me.
Once that was down, I slipped into the rafters. This is my opera house, I know every nook and cranny of it, I can get from point A to be point B without being seen. I slipped into the small room where the crank holding the chandeliar in place was.
Here, there was a door which led out onto a blacony that spanned the opera's ceiling. I paused for a moment to watch the opera. Kagome was doing an excellent job, albeit, not in the role she deserved, but she was obviously doing her best.
Of course I couldn't see very well from here, but that little ass, the Vicount was in MY box. The chorus sang below, "Poor fool, he doesn't know! Hoho, hoho, hoho. If he knew the truth, he'd never go!"
"Did I not instruct," my voice boomed throughout the opera house, causing everyone to look around. "That box five was to be kept empty?"
(Regular POV)
The moment the Phantom spoke, the opera was full of murmurs and people craning their necks, trying to tell where the voice was coming from. Jaken, the main flyman of the opera house spotted him near the ceiling and left to take care of him.
"It's him," Kagome murmured. Kagura looked at her friend.
Kikyo pointed her fan at Kagome and snapped, "Your part is silent, little toad!" She smiled at the audience before walking over to her attendant. Who sprayed the Phantom's concoction into her mouth.
When she returned to the stage, the maestro, Shippo, began the piece from the place which it had stopped at.
"Serafimo, away with this pretence! You cannot speak but kiss me in my – croak!"
Everyone stared, the music stopped and the audience laughed, believing it to be part of the show. Ironicaly, it wasn't.
"Poor fool, he makes me laugh – croak!" Kikyo shrieked and ran off the stage.
Miroku and Sango, who had hurried down to the stage when Kikyo started croaking, stood in front of the now-drawn curtain, Miroku spoke, "Ladies and gentlemen. 'Il Muto' will continue in ten mintues when miss Higurashi will be playing the countess!" He pulled her out, the crowd cheered.
"In the meantime, we present to you the Act III ballet," Sango added. "Thank you!"
"Hurry get ready!" Miroku hissed. The two managers returned to their box, Kouga, who had stood up this whole time sat down again.
The audience laughed while the stage was changed and the performers and ballerinas collided.
Finally, the stage was set, and live sheep were brought out. The ballet continued oblivious to the struggle going on in the rafters.
Flickers of movement could be observed.
(Kagome's POV)
Kaede-san was helping me dress, but when I heard screams and hurried footsteps from outside, I hurried outside.
(Kouga's POV)
When the stagehand dropped to the stage, I stood up and dashed to backstage. "Kagome!" I grabbed her wrists and tried to drag her away.
But she grabbed my wrist and dragged me towards a staircase which we immiedatly ran up.
It's short, I know, but I wanted a slight cliffie, and also I have plans for the next chapter, which will be much, MUCH longer. I promise it will be longer.
Me: (finishes tying a reviewer to a rocket) There done! (runs and jumps into bunker pokes head out with army helmet on) FIRE! (pushes big shiny red button, bunker explodes) AHHHHHHH!(coughs, is crispy black) Ouch… (passes out)