-Permanent Scar-

A/N- Okay... This little note here is just to warn you all of a matter of great importance... This - I think - is the worst fanfic I have ever written... by far... and I think it kinda sucks... So, yeah... I've warned you now, so if you are still reading this: I want no flames... Thank you! Caution: All readers are advised to take a deep breath before they carry on... ... ... Thank you... again...

Disclaimer- It's all mine! (haha, just kidding) :)

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'Sa-tine...' called Christian, 'Sa-tine... Satine!'

No response.

Smiling inwardly to himself, he knew how bad Satine was at hide and seek, and that it was only a matter of seconds before she gave herself away. Finally, with an over-dramatic sigh, he casually walked in her direction... to be rewarded with a shriek from a nearby bush.

Spinning around, he caught her in the act of fleeing around her waist, bringing her to the ground.

'Hey, that's cheating!' squealed Satine, the delight evident in her deep blue eyes.

'Speak for yourself!' snorted Christian, rolling her over and tickling her till she was in hysterics.

Musing, Christian remembered that morning when he and Satine had snuck out just to have some precious time with each other on the hill; just to see the sunrise and the golden rays spill over Monmatre, now it was already lunchtime. He would be in so much trouble.

Smiling, Christian remembered how stunning she looked, with the gentle spring breeze playing with her auburn hair, and how he had laughed when he saw her looking so worried about herself 'being so plain', wearing a simple white dress with delicate golden embroidery lacing the edges. He remembered how she had descended the stairs with impossible grace. Practically radiating beauty. In his mind he recalled her gliding nervously towards him, brushing off invisible creases. But when their eyes met all apprehension fled, just leaving her as Satine, the one he knew so well and loved so dearly.

Everything is going to be perfect today he promised himself, it had to be perfect.

How wrong he was.

'Hello,' whispered a nasal voice.

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A/N- Well, if you've managed to survive that, I congratulate you... Now for the next chapter... Allons-y!