Destined To Meet Or Fated Crossings? Chapter 9 The Capture
"It's Carlotta she's back! The other girl got sick…so the managers rehired her and she's worse then ever!"
Meg said, gently taking Raoul's arm; who looked rather angry. He had been interrupted again! Only this time it was by Carlotta…so that's why the managers left him…when they were in his box, Raoul watched as Carlotta pranced around as she stage and did what she always did…only worse. He was angry, if Erik still was bent on killing him, then they were risking his life for Carlotta's. That was so…augh, so his life meant less then a woman who treated everyone like dirt? He frowned crossing his arms. He knew Erik was there…he could feel him. And he was angry.
He felt a cane against his neck and he was gently (though it looked rough) guided to face the managers and Meg. They looked horrified behind him, though Raoul didn't need to look to know who it was, Erik prompted him to lean back, so it looked like Erik was being more forceful with Raoul. Raoul had to hide his blush as he leaned against Erik feeling his strong chest against his back, making fake choking sounds. He felt Erik drop a hand from his cane secretly running his gloved fingers down Raoul's side as if giving him a reward…Raoul knew now that he had felt those hands on him that day…and they had been Erik's. He held back another blush, as he continued to 'struggle' as he leaned in his rather comfortable position as Erik's hand returned.
"I thought I told you…that unless you wanted the Victome to die you get rid of Carlotta. I see gentlemen that you disregarded me. However…I don't see fit to kill him here. He is mine now…and if you know what's best you either get rid of her or I take him to a place you will never find and torture him until he dies a slow and painful death."
Erik said; his voice getting rather husky at 'torture' this sent chills down Raoul's spine. Was it ok that he liked that word said that way? What exactly form of torture did he mean? Raoul looked at Erik a moment, who gave him a brief smirk, holding the cane with one arm again his hand stroking Raoul's side again, only in a more slow and deliberate way. Raoul held back a moan….well if it involved touches like that, then he wouldn't mind being 'tortured'. But why would Erik touch him like that unless…did he? He wondered why these actions had gone unnoticed…but he realized they were all busy starring at Erik's 'scary' expression to notice where his hands were. AN: Dose any one else think that sounds naughty?
"W-we can't! The star she got sick. And-Carlotta-she's scary?"
Scarier then Erik…was that even possible? Raoul looked at them like they were stupid, which they are. So they were going to let Erik take him away and torture him? He took a moment to be slightly angry at the thought, but it didn't last long with thoughts of other meanings of torture then pain. Hum, oh well…Raoul thought as he leaned more into Erik, looking 'defeated' and 'hurt'.
"Scarier then the Opera Ghost?"
Erik asked them as if asking them if they were sure.
"Yes!"
They said, though Meg started to cry, she was the only sane one, she knew that wasn't the right answer…but as far as Raoul was concerned, that was the smartest thing they have ever said.
"Very well then, do not try to save him or more pain will come to him."
Said Erik in a warning tone as he threw down a smoke ball, and guided Raoul out as the managers and Meg coughed, and Raoul was wondering where Erik was taking him.
"Very well then, do not try to save him or more pain will come to him."
Said Erik in a warning tone as he threw down a smoke ball, and guided Raoul out as the managers and Meg coughed. Erik wasn't planning to take him to his lair this soon, but sometimes you had to do things you weren't planning. He quickly led him to the middle of the Ball room, and slipped through the opening of the mini stage. He guided Raoul through the mirrors, and led him through halls. He felt Raoul edge closer as it got darker; he smiled a little…Raoul felt safe around him… that was something.
Soon they went through many doors and halls until finally the dim light of candles lay a head. He looked behind him seeing the look of awe on Raoul's face as they entered the lair. He helped Raoul into the small boat that was waiting for his return, Erik rowed them across the water, and soon they reached the landing, Raoul still looking around in awe.
"This is my home…what do you think?"
He asked the other man, gesturing around him. Raoul smiled brightly.
"It's brilliant….romantic in a way."
Raoul said taking a look around, spotting the organ, he grinned in excitement and rushed over to Erik's Organ. He ran his fingers along it, and Erik smirked watching him, in amusement. It was a good thing Raoul liked it here, Erik thought. All his worries form before vanished as walked over. Raoul beamed up at him and Erik felt his heart skip a beat. He gestured for Raoul to move over and he did.
"This is an amazing instrument…"
Raoul said softly. Erik smiled as he started to play it seeing Raoul's eyes close in pure enjoyment. This would work out fine, he thought.
Fin
AN: I know, Erik's part is short. I'm not happy either…but it's 1 AM!