Whoop just as promised! An update on Tuesday, next time this will update on Friday or so :) Don't worry my other Kima story will be udated today as well in an hour or so :P
In response to the pizzadude93: I always imagined Kid as the phantom as well due to him being so dark but here's where I made the DIFFICULT yet necessary decision lol
Soul plays the piano, Phantom has an organ.
Raoul is rich, well educated, highly admired, henceforth why Kid was placed there.
I also like the idea of a mysterious Soul :D heh.
alrighty! enjoy! I don't own Soul Eater or POTO.
As everyone behind the stage was celebrating tonight's grand performance, Tsubaki looked for her dear friend to congratulate her but she was nowhere to be seen.
Tsubaki wandered the back halls of the opera house close to the living quarters and passed an odd couple kissing until she saw candlelight and followed it.
While inside a small room Maka sat on the floor lighting two more candles above a picture of her father. She blew out the match and bowed her head and said a small prayer.
Bravo, bravo, bravissimi
Maka looked up around her to see where the small whisper came from but decided to shrug it off as noise from the other rooms. Then Tsubaki entered the room quietly saying her name
Angel of Music
"Maka, Maka…" She then smiled as she saw her friend on the floor and touched her shoulder and sat down with her
"Where in the world have you been hiding. Really, you were perfect! I only wish I knew your secret Who is your great tutor?"
Tsubaki smiled and looked at her friend as she began to speak.
"Tsubaki, when your mother brought me here to live…whenever I come down here alone to light a candle for my father a voice from above, and in my dreams he was always there. You see, when my father lay dying…he told me I will be protected by an angel. An angel of music." Maka smiled as she looked at Tsubaki who looked at her in awe.
"Do you believe Maka? Do you think the spirit of your father tutored you?" Tsubaki said grabbing her friend's hand.
Maka nodded and smiled "Father once spoke of an angel I used to dream he'd appear…Now as I sing, I can sense him and I know he's here. Here in this room he calls me softly. Somewhere inside hiding Somehow I know he's always with me. He, the unseen genius"
Maka looked at her friend who now looked puzzled and concerned.
"Maka, you must have been dreaming" Tsubaki sang pulling Maka off of the floor and leading her out of the dark room.
"Stories like this can't come true. Maka, you are talking in riddles and it's not like you." Tsubaki then led Maka into the hallway where Maka began to sing again.
Angel of Music… Guide and guardian, Grant to me your glory." Tsubaki then began to sing along with Maka as they walked back to where everyone was at.
"Who is this angel?"
Angel of Music
Hide no longer
Secret and strange and joy"
Maka then stopped making Tsubaki stop with her
"He's with me, even now." Maka said shaking and looking around her as if she felt another presence with them.
"Your hands are cold!" Tsubaki said taking Maka's hand in hers
"All around you."
"Your face, Maka, is white!" Tsubaki felt Maka's face and then grabbed her arm
"It frightens me." Maka said grabbing onto her friend.
"Don't be frightened." Tsubaki Gave Maka a reassuring smile and led her out of the narrow hall and back into the open area. End Angel of Music
Where Maka was approached by men crowding her in a circle with Tsubaki. They kept asking for her autograph or dinner and just then Marie came with her cane and moved them out of the way and grabbed Maka's hand and led her to a dressing room which appeared to be hers now.
"No!" Marie yelled as she shut the door behind her and grabbed a rose off the counter, attached to it was a black ribbon perfectly tied to create a small bow around the delicate rose.
"You did very well my dear, he is pleased with you." Marie then handed Maka the rose as Marie walked out of the room. Maka then proceeded to study the ribbon feeling its soft texture and wondering what mysterious person gave this to her.
Outside her room men and women were still up running around and talking and partying. Kid had just managed to escape people and was going towards the dressing room to visit Maka when Stein and Justin stopped him in his tracks.
"Ah, Vicomte, I think we've made quite a discovery with Miss Albarn!" Monsieur Stein said holding a big bouquet of flowers in his hand.
"Perhaps we can present her to you, dear Vicomte?" Monsieur Justin said smiling
"Gentlemen, if you wouldn't mind… this is one visit should prefer to make unaccompanied." Kid said with an awkward smile. He then reached for the flowers Monsieur Stein had in his hands and took them in his own smiling.
"Thank you." He said just before entering the room.
"It would appear they've met before…" Monsieur Justin said with a confused face.
When Kid entered the room, Maka was still looking at the rose playing with the black ribbon.
"Little Makie let her mind wander…" At the sound of his voice Maka dropped the rose on her table and turned to look at him smiling. Kid continued to talk as she turned to face him.
"Little Makie thought: Am I fonder of dolls or of goblins of shoes?"
"Kid.." Maka said as he got closer.
"Or of riddles of frocks." He said dumping the flowers he held in his hands on the small sofa which rested at the front of the room.
Maka sighed "Those picnics in the attic.."
"or of chocolates." He said kneeling at her feet as she leaned down to him.
"Father playing the violin." Maka smiled
Kid half smiled and chuckled "As we read to each other dark stories of the North."
"No…what I love best, Makie said, is when I'm asleep in my bed." Maka said looking into his deep golden eyes. Then began to sing.
"Angel of Music sings songs in my head…"
Kid then joined her and they sang together.
"The Angel of Music sings songs in my head…"
Kid then reached over and hugged Maka as she hugged him back.
"Oh, you sang like an angel tonight." He said as he smiled into her shoulder.
He then ended the hug and waited as Maka began to speak again.
"Papa said, when I'm in heaven, child…I will send the Angel of Music to you."
"Well, Papa is dead, Kid, and I have been visited by the Angel of Music." Maka said looking at him straight in the eyes.
"Oh, no doubt of it …And now we'll go to supper!" He said smiling and standing up.
"No, Kid, the Angel of Music is very strict." Maka said looking at him concerned
"Well, I shan't keep you up late!" He said with a smirk and walked towards the door.
"Kid, no..." Maka said in a stern voice.
Kid laughed and then began to open the door. "You must change. I'll order my carriage. Two minutes Little Makie.
"No, Kid, wait!" Maka said standing up watching him close the door and leave. She sighed
Not seeing the gloved hand which had locked her door right after he left. All around the Opera house the lights were going out leaving the place enclosed in utter darkness.
Maka then emerged from behind the dressing room screen with a white cloak over her light yellow gown. Looking at the candles which had just blown out. She looked around the room and glanced through the darkness and quickly ran over to the door. She had just touched the handle when a voice boomed through the room.
The Mirror (Angel of Music)
"Insolent boy!"
Maka then turned around breathing heavily entranced somewhat by this mysterious voice.
"This slave of fashion basking in your glory!"
" Ignorant fool. This brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph!"
"Angel! I hear you! Speak, I listen…stay by my side, guide me! Angel, my soul was weak forgive me...! Enter at last, Master!" Maka sang drawing herself away from the door and back into the middle of the room.
"Flattering child you shall know me see why in shadow I hide! Look at your face in the mirror I am there inside!"
Maka then turned towards the mirror which resided at the end of the room and saw a man standing there. He was wearing a mask which covered one side of his face and had the strangest white hair which stood up at random places on his head. Everything around Maka began to disappear and all she could see was the man in the mirror which she started to walk towards.
"Angel of Music! Guide and guardian! Grant to me your glory! Angel of Music! Hide no longer! Come to me, strange angel…" Maka sang as she neared the mirror.
"I am your Angel of Music Come to me…Angel of Music" The mysterious man sang as Maka finally drew near not fully realizing what she was doing.
At this a rattle came at the door. It was Kid trying to open it. Shaking the handle furiously.
"Whose is that voice?!" He yelled trying desperately to break down the door.
"Who is that in there?!" Kid yelled pounding on the door at this point.
"I am your Angel of Music.."
Maka was now right in front of the mirror she was lost in a trance seeing the man's dark red eyes as she closed her own and began to walk forward some more.
"Maka! Maka!" Kid yelled from outside, but now she was gone lost in the trance that this man had put her in.
The screen on the mirror had moved and Maka started to reach in.
"Come to me… Angel of Music…" She then grabbed his outstretched hand and walked into the mirror. He then led her inside as Maka's bright green eyes had dimmed in the light…