Hey hey! It's that time again- time for UPDATES! You know you love me for it.

I'm really happy with the reviews I've been getting- I really like it when you guys get interested in the story and start suggesting thing that I might want to improve on. See, I'm very picky about my stuff. I'll go through and edit random chapters at any given time. Like, I'm going to go through and edit titles and such in the first chapter. But, I've had a few people wondering if I'm following the movie, musical, or book. The answer is neither. My story is different- think of it almost as a new chapter in the many works based on the original book. I am very familiar with both the movie and the musical (I saw the movie fifty BAJILLION times and own that soundtrack, I've read through the entire musical script and have downloaded the entire soundtrack to THAT), but I admit, I haven't read the book. I plan on doing so this summer when I'm not in school and the homework fairy can curse me no more.

One person commented that a lot of lines spoken in the movie are sung in the musical. I know this fact very well. I was humming the tune of the sung lines from the musical while they were spoken in the movie (music plays and sings Your chains are still mine, you belong to ME! snaps off random person's necklace and jumps into a hole in the floor). But since this is a different medium- a story, not a play nor a movie- it doesn't make much sense to me having them sing every other line. I'm going to have them sing only what seems normal and appropriate. Daisuke's a singer, so many of 'his' songs in the musical will be sung, just because he feels the music in him. He just takes tunes he knows from his father or the operas, and changes the words at his whim. Music is how he expresses himself. He feels a song somewhere, he's going to sing it. Why not? He's got the voice to make it all sound so very pretty. The Phantom (Satoshi) will also sing many of his songs, as, well, he's a freakin' musical genius. What guy WOULDN'T want to show off a dead-sexy voice? (Note: In this, Daisuke is a tenor (Think kinda Patrick Wilson (Raoul from the Movie). I luvles his voice! It was just so...GREAT! rabidly listens to All I Ask of You just to hear him sing As Webber put it, he's 'annoyingly perfect'. ), Satoshi is a bass with a VERY wide range(Think Gerald Butler(Phantom/Erik from the movie), but...um...more talented. O.o Don't get me wrong, he was perfect for what the producers had in mind for revamping the Phantom to make him more sexy, but he wasn't too very talented in my opinion. But his voice was still sexy. And I'm sorry, I've always seen the Phantom as a dark and creepy little person. Dark and creepy little people DO NOT SING FALSETTO! . Having the Phantom sing falsetto like a CERTAIN person (coughMichealCrawfordcoughcough), it's like Darth Vader talking like Carson from Queer Eye. It doesn't fit! A creepy murdering STALKER (that we all know and love!) does NOT SING FALSETTO!) As for Riku, she's a simple Patron. Singing is for the opera people. Riku will not be much of a singer in this. So, I know this will kill you as much as it kills me, but 'All I Ask of You' will not be sung. If the lyrics are included AT ALL, it will be spoken. ;.; I know. I'm upset too.

But I'm keeping with what I think should be written, and that's not in the plan. And do expect twists in this...I'm following the musical while it's convenient. Expect more deaths in this. Expect more mental anguish. Expect more horror. Expect things not to go as planned. Expect the rating to go up. Really, in about a chapter or two, I'm changing things up. But I'm still naming chapters after songs, if it KILLS me. Like it kinda does in this chapter. See, I have to split the whole Phantom of the Opera/Music of the Night thing into two chapters, and all the fun stuff happens AFTER Music of the Night...this chapter was HARD to write! ;.;

...The only thing that won't make it go up is sex scenes. I'm sorry, but I can't write a sex scene to save my soul. But two of the characters will get it on. It'll just be dealt with in a graceful way. Like, I'll just cut it off and let you guys figure out what comes next. O.o;;;;;;;

And another note- many of the characters in this will appear to be homophobic. I'm doing this, keeping in mind the time period. I am BIG on gay rights (if there is a battle for equality to be fought, I'm there, sucka!), so I did my big research project on sexual orientation. And around this time period, homosexuality was the love that dared not speak its name. At least it was in America and Britain. I'm not so positive about France, but I'm pretty sure the attitude was the same. So, keep that in mind. I have NOTHING against homosexuals. I'm straight an' all, but really, there's no reason tohate on 'em.I'm just keeping cultural facts in mind. O.o

Anyways, now for the suck-ups and thank yous! Mucho love goes to Akako (Yeah, I love that paring to! And I also hated how Christine went with Raoul, even though he had a voice to die for. o.o As for the final paring, you'll just have to wait! - Ah, I love having the power.), Molly-Chan (DANG, woman! You must really love me! That was a long and very entertaining review. That sucka made my day. XP Tell Dark I want to have his babies. XDDDD ), Luna (Will do, commander of the one-word review! salutes ), Lady Samurai (You'll just have to keep reading to see who ends up with who, now won'tcha?), Kute Anime Kitty (Seen the movie, read the script for a made-for-TV-movie and the actual musical, and seen the DN Angel anime, and read the books. I luvles both! And I'm honored you like the fanfiction so. Rock on!), Akira S. (Well, in Satoshi's defense, he's pissed. You know, some chick moving in on his territory. I'd yell too. O.o But thanks for liking teh story! ), mribec.DACB (Planning to read it over the summer!), trapt-t (Hey, I just love your informative reviews. Keeping me on my toes is very good! So, rock on! ), and Seena58 (Ohh, the DVD's coming out soon. Don't bother renting it. Trust me on this. BUY it. Buy it, and rabidly watch it the rest of your life! is what she plans to doing ...No, I am not in love with a man more then 3 times my age and that wears a mask. What are you talking about? shifty eyes)

Angel of Music

Act 3- Phantom of the Opera

Act 3, Scene 1

A water droplet slowly trickled down the dank stone walls. A mouse ran from one side of the wall to the other, squeaking. The temperature of the air seemed to change for the colder, but only from the humidity in the air. And in the middle of this dark passage walked two figures. A small smile enveloped the Phantom's face as he laced his gloved fingers around those of his small angel. Daisuke seemed still in a trance from the very sound of his alluring voice, following him with no questions, his red eyes seemingly lost in thought. He looked as if he was merely walking through a dream, his eyes holding no secrets or worries. And what a dream it was, the Phantom thought. Every moment with Daisuke made him feel exalted, made him feel...human. He felt trapped in the hell-like surroundings of his layer under the opera house, like an angel unjustly condemned to hell. The wickedness of his face, a face he could not help entrapped within the confines of a white piece of hell. The evil of the surroundings, the very nature of area seeped into his soul, contorting it and misshapening it to its hellish will. But Daisuke, Daisuke...he touched his scarred soul, his every grace of the finger healing.

He grabbed a torch off the wall with his free hand, making their way more clear for Daisuke to see. He, of course, needed it not- he could see just fine in the dark. But he knew Daisuke could not. He looked back at his ensnared little angel, and found him returning his gaze, his eyes vacant as if in a daydream. A smirk of sorts fell upon the Phantom's face, and he turned from Daisuke's gaze to face the dark passage way. He could see his influence, his control, written all over the boy. The Phantom tugged the boy on.

The tunnel opened up slightly, revealing a downward spiraling staircase. They stepped quickly, lightly down the staircase, their footsteps echoing off the stone walls. The Phantom felt a tug at his hand, as Daisuke had stopped moving. He looked over his shoulder to look at the boy. Daisuke's eyes were fixed firmly on the ground, staring off into space, his mouth moving slightly, as if he were talking, but sound refused to come out. The Phantom tightened his squeeze on his hand slightly as if to remind Daisuke of his presence. He carefully scanned over the blank look on his face, the soundless, slow motion of his lips.

"...Come." He said after finishing his study of Daisuke. Daisuke snapped his head up at the sound of his voice, his eyes alert for a second, and fell back into his dreamlike state, following the Phantom without question. The echos of their footsteps came once more, until the steps ended. The paved stone of the staircase continued for a few more feet, but was then met with dark expanse of water. The water was near black in color from its surroundings and the vile content of the water. It was far from uncommon to find rats within the stony passageways, and the bodies of the dead rats sometimes had found their way into the water to rot. Beached on the rocks was a boat of dark mahogany, its color near black in the dim light. Its sides were lined with carvings of a dark nature, each one more beautiful and detailed then the last. The craftsmanship on the boat was perfect, however the finish on the boat was far from wonderful. A small unlit lantern hung from the mouth of a gargoyle-looking creature at the head of the boat. The Phantom removed the opening and lit the candle inside. The Phantom re-grasped Daisuke's hand and helped him into the boat. After grabbing the paddle laying on the side of the wall, they were off.

End of Act 3, Scene 1

Act 3, Scene 2

Riku leaned against the Daisuke's dressing room door, sliding down the ground. Where could he have gone? One second, they were joking about the angel of music and about to go to dinner, and the next one, she's hearing some deep, creepy voice calling himself and apparently Daisuke the 'angel of music'. She didn't get it. Daisuke couldn't have possibly have been serious...could he? She shook her head. No. That wasn't possible. The angel of music was just part of a silly little story Daisuke's father told. The angel couldn't be real. She ran her fingers through part of her hair, messing up the carefully construction layers that had been put into place. What was going on here? That other voice...it was deep. Dark. Beckoning. It was obviously male. Could it have been a master of some sorts? Perhaps his father made provisions in his will to get him a tutor. But why was he calling to him from his dressing room. Could they be...? She shook her head violently. NO! That wasn't possible! It was scandalous! Wrong! Two men together? No! That could not be the case. He would never get involved in something as awful as THAT. But then where was Daisuke...?

"Is there something wrong, mademoiselle?" came an icy voice. Riku's heart skipped a beat and she nearly jumped. She looked up and saw Madame Emiko staring down at her, her gaze piercing through her. Her arms were lightly crossed, and her hair had come slightly undone from the busy action of that evening. Riku held her hand over her heart.

"Madame! You shocked me!" She took deep breaths to recover from the shock.

"Is there are problem, Mademoiselle de Chagny? The opera is many hours over." Madame Emiko's cold gaze did not change, her posture cold and forbidding. Riku shuddered slightly at the look she was given.

"I was simply waiting for Daisuke. We were going to leave for dinner. Is that a problem, Madame...?"

"Emiko. And yes, it is. Daisuke has used a back entrance within the dressing room to make an exit to the quarters of the dancers. He is quite tired, and wishes not to be disturbed." Madame Emiko answered curtly.

"But I told Daisuke that I had just gone to get the horses and..." Riku said, stuttering slightly over her words, still slightly shocked from the combination of Madame Emiko and the forbidding voice.

"Daisuke is not there." Madame Emiko said, and turned to leave.

"But there was a voice!" Riku burst out, before she could help herself. She clasped her hand over her mouth. She did not want to be thought insane by such a woman, and so shortly after her patronage of the opera house...

"The hour grows late, mademoiselle. You have had a long day, and must have been hearing things. You should find dinner and get yourself to your chambers for a good night's rest." She turned, and left. But there was something there. A flash of surprise in Madame Emiko's eyes. Riku clenched her fist. There was something going on, and she had a feeling Daisuke was in the middle of it. And she would find out what it was.

End of Act 3, Scene 2

Act 3, Scene 3

Daisuke absent-mindedly ran his finger along the inside of the boat. He knew this boat well- it had carried him many a time to the layer of his dark angel, his secret oasis in the desert of stone. This journey down into the deepest corner of the opera house always seemed like dream to Daisuke. Everything was surreal. The grey-black stone, the dark water, the boat, the Phantom...it was all like some dream. A dream which Daisuke did not know if to call a nightmare. He could feel the almost unearthly hold on his mind that the Phantom had. This dream, this nightmare...he felt no fear, though he know he could. He should. But he wasn't afraid. No, the darkness of his angel somehow gave him comfort and his voice wings to fly. He ran his finger along the boat again. Words formed in his mind. His mouth moved, as if wishing to say them, but he could not find the power of speak. He saw the Phantom look at him again out of the corner of his eyes, his form of curiosity lined on his features. Most people would have taken the look for anger, but Daisuke knew better. It seemed all the man seemed to know was anger and hate, and the looks seemed to have permanently taken hold on what little features one could see of his face. But his posture, and his eyes, they always sang Daisuke a different song. Songs...a tune popped into his head, and Daisuke smiled faintly at the memories that it brought. It was the very first tune that the Phantom had Daisuke sing, and he knew that the Phantom had composed it himself. He took his hands away from the sides of the boat, and they tightly gripped his pants. His mouth moved once more, but he had found his voice this time. Out from his mouth poured his thoughts and the Phantom's music. He sang quietly, not daring to look into his dark angel's face.

"In sleep he sang to me,

In dreams he came.

That voice which calls to me,

And speaks my name.

And do I dream again,

For now I find

The Phantom of the Opera is there

Inside my mind..."

Daisuke heard a rough chuckle from Phantom, the sound seeming almost strained, as if his vocal cords were not used to producing such a sound. He dared himself to look up, and found his eyes becoming locked with the light blue ones of the Phantom. His heart skipped a beat as the Phantom start to sing as well, his deep voice echoing off the walls.

"Sing once again with me,

A strange duet.

My power over you

Grows stronger yet.

And though you turn from me

To glance behind,

The Phantom of the Opera is there,

Inside your mind..."

The Phantom's eyes held almost a cool smirk, and Daisuke recoiled slightly. Did his control bring him a sort of pleasure? He shuddered as words formed once again in his head, his eyes still locked with those of his angel's.

"Those who have seen your face

Draw back in fear.

I am the mask you wear..."

Daisuke seemed to have hit a sore spot. The Phantom's eyes grew angry, and he snapped his attention to the water ahead.

"It's ME they hear!" He sang, his voice dripping with anger. Daisuke shuddered again, and drew his eyes to the bottom of the boat. But, to his surprise, the Phantom kept singing, his eyes still locked to the front.

"My spirit and your voice

In one combined...

The Phantom of the Opera is there,

Inside your mind..."

The Phantom was quiet for a while, and Daisuke took it as a sign of anger. He drew his arms around himself, and kept his eyes locked to the bottom of the boat. He didn't notice the sound of the oar falling into the boat, or see the Phantom carefully and swiftly turn around and kneel down to Daisuke's level. But he did notice the cold hand placed gently under his chin and lift his eyes up to meet with the Phantom's, their faces mere inches apart. Daisuke's heart thumped loudly in his chest at how close his angel was and at the strange emotion his eyes held. It was one Daisuke had not seen before...The Phantom opened his mouth and sang once more, his tone softer.

"In all your fantasies,

You always knew

That man and mystery..."

Daisuke cut him off.

"Are both in you...

And in this labyrinth,

Where night is blind,

The Phantom of the Opera is there,

Inside my mind..."

The Phantom's face smiled ever so slightly, and released Daisuke's chin, turning to pick up the oar. Daisuke could see ahead the metal bars that cut off a large section of the underground waterway from the rest, and there was land, in the sense that there was, once again, stone on which to step. Mirrors seemed to line the walls, picking up and reflecting the light from the dim candles throughout the layer. A heavy red curtain lined part of the wall, blocking off that area from view, and small arches of stone led into what must have been other rooms. Papers littered the floor. Small trinkets and masks were everywhere. Roses of red and near black colors were randomly thrown across the layer. And in the middle of it stood a large organ, its pipes finely polished and the wood kept at a shine.

"Sing." Came his sudden command. Daisuke's head snapped from the layer to the Phantom, who looked over his shoulder to glance at the boy. He returned his attention the metal barrier between them and land, unhitching a lock. "Sing, my angel. Sing for me." Daisuke swallowed, and nodded. He heard the echo of the metal bars. He used that as his note. He opened his mouth, and sang. He sang until his voice reached its limits, forcing him to nearly scream the last note. And he saw the Phantom smile.

"Good."

End of Act 3, Scene 3

Act 3, Scene 4

Madame Emiko sighed inwardly as she watched the retreating back of Riku reach the back door of the Opera House. That girl was too questioning, too nosy. She would interfere with little Daisuke and the Opera Ghost if she knew. And that could not be allowed to happen. Her footsteps echoed off the bare walls, the marble catching her every movement. She held her candle out in front of her, illuminating a small area in front of her. No. Daisuke must be left with the Opera Ghost. The man was a genius. An undeniable genius. And Daisuke, Daisuke's talent was still left untapped. She saw it in his eyes. The Ghost knew it. But it did not anger him. No, it did not anger him to see how little he had been able to unlock. She saw an excitement in his eyes she had not known him to express before. This child was beyond compare, a rare diamond among rocks. And there was only one who could bring out the true beauty and make him shine.

Riku must be kept out of the way.

Daisuke must be allowed to shine.

She reached her room, and blew out her candle.

End of Act 3, Scene 4

Act 3, Scene 5

He stepped onto the lands of his realm with a quick step, followed by the swish of his night-colored cloak. His eyes quickly darted across his layer, surveying all he saw. His face turned to look upon his angel, the boy's creamy white skin giving off a soft glow in the low light, his red eyes returning to their daze-like state. He extended his hand to the boy, who slowly took it, his eyes slowly reaching the Phantom's cold blue ones.

"Why...does it seem like a dream...?" He heard the boy ask quietly.

"The seat of sweet music's throne can seem that way." He whispered back, lacing his fingers between the boy's. His heart danced at the very touch, soared at his every look. He pulled him out of the boat. "Daisuke, I believe the Gods smiled when they imagined you..." He said, this time speaking so softly not even Daisuke could hear. The boy looked at him, his wide eyes pouring into his soul. His heart raced. He couldn't take the sweet torture anymore. He took a step toward Daisuke, his free hand moving to caress Daisuke's face. He could see the boy shudder at the touch, his eyes widening in surprise, then closing as he leaned his head into his hand.

"Angel..." He heard the boy mutter.

"It is not I who is the angel. You, you are the angel sent to sing for me." He leaned closer to Daisuke, his heart thumping wildly in his chest. He breathed slightly on his ear. "And only for me. Your true voice can only be unlocked by me. The beauty of your voice can only be heard by me..."

"Only you..." Daisuke numbly repeated.

"Oh, you are music...beautiful music, and you are light to me. Light to your 'angel' in hell." He whispered in his ear, his thumb lightly tracing the outline of his chin. Daisuke leaned his head slightly toward the Phantom.

"Light..." He repeated once more.

"Sing. Sing only for me..." The monster whispered.

"Only...for you..." The angel replied.

End of Act 3, Scene 5

End of Act 3

Yeah, yeah, I know it's short. But, I had to split this whole scene into two parts, the Phantom of the Opera part, and the Music of the Night part. And I know I was ranting on how I'm not going to follow the musical to the T, but I'll be DAMNED if that song won't be in my fanfiction! Music of the Night and The Point of No Return are my favorites. They are GUARENTEED to be in here. And I really don't like this chapter. Really, I'm constantly revising these things. So, I think I'll start posting what chapters I revise in the new ones. Expect a new update in 2-3 weeks, complete with the revision of this chapter. Remember, if you LOVE ME or at least love SATOSHI/DAISUKE, you'll review. Otherwise, Daisuke might NOT fall for Satoshi.

Yes, that WAS a threat.

Kuku, out!