Sorry everyone for taking so long in updating this. I have too many homework to do and Mid semester came very fast just like the wind and suddenly what I knew is that the mid semester test had already finish and I will start to write like usual again. And the other reason are due to the plot bunnies are running away from me since they afraid that I might eat them though. Well, enjoy the reading!

Warning: Bad grammar and spelling. Other than that, I don't think they could be approve as a warning.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Hoshino Katsura and The phantom of the Opera belongs to Gaston Leroux

Disguised

Chapter 6: Noahs appearance

Surrounded by thick forest and fog, a big elegant house like castle stood in the middle of it, giving the aura of mystery engulfing it. Encircled it, a big white wall stood gracefully around, protecting the house from any attack given. It looked like that the big house like castle was made around the Medieval Era when wars were not something too surprising as now.

"Hurry up, Lero!!" shouted a tall slim man with citrus colored hair no longer than the mid of his neck. At hearing that, the maids and some other servants ran more hastily than what they already did, passed through all of the hallways toward the kitchen and then took the meals the chefs already prepared and brought them toward the Dining hall, where the Earl and his family will hold their dinner together.

The tall slim man clapped his hands as a sign that they should hurry. After all of the maids and servants were finished sending all of the meals toward the dining hall, they retreated themselves and return to each of their posts while the tall slim man stayed inside the room with the Earl and his family.

He stood there besides the Earl while he and his family were having a pretty quite dinner today. Usually there will be rampage everywhere inside the Dining hall each time the Earl had a dinner with his family mainly because of the twins, namely Jasdero and Devit that although looked like they are seventeen, but still mostly act childish like some three year old.

He sighed and then looked around the room, it was full with old –and don't forget odd- paintings scattered across the walls, he once asked the Earl about them and he said that they were the painting of the ancestors. Other than that, the room was dimly lighted with only a minimum light. But, working for years for the Earl had already made his eyes adopted with the darkness of the big house like castle nonetheless the peoples lived inside it as well.

And now, after the Earl had already finished eating his main course, the servants began to walk inside bringing the dessert, a parfait. Big vanilla parfait with strawberry topping on top of it. No wonder the Earl was fat that after he finished his main course, he would –certainly without any doubt- demanded for his lovingly, favorite vanilla parfait.

As the servants put the parfait in front of the Earl and a woman with dark skin and long black hair, wearing black glasses in a very minimum lighting inside a house, and had stigmata across her forehead -well, just said that she is one of the Earl's nieces by the name of Miss Lulubell- sounds of feet running through the hallways and of course giggles could be heard echoing through the halls. And then suddenly the door that connected the Dining halls and the hallway that will lead toward the library opened itself and revealed a girl no more than 13 with blue dark spiky hairs wearing a Gothic Lolita outfit and four other disappointed mans walking toward the room.

The girl ran toward the Earl as soon as she saw him and then hug him. "Millennium Duke!!" she shouted still hug at the Earl while he still wore his usual big smile face that would creep people out from their souls. "It's nice to meet you Rhode." He retorted as he shoved the ice creams inside his mouth, feeling all of the vanilla goodness melting inside his mouth. "Now, now, take a sit please." He said after that.

All of them, including the three desperate men walked passed the table and then sat on the three chairs while the other servant prepared to get the other vanilla parfaits. "Now, Tyki-pon, Jasdevi, and Skin." The Earl exclaimed with his famous grin while the other three men sweat dropped and Jasdero shouted hysterically. "Duke," Exclaimed Tyki as he sat beside Rhode and across from Skin. "Please don't talk about this for now." Tyki waved his left hand as a sign of desperation escaped the man lips.

"Tyki-pon…" The Earl said, still grinning while Rhode chuckled 'this will be funny.' she thought while all of her cousins' face became paler within seconds. The Earl shoved the last spoon of parfait before he shoved the porcelain bowl aside. "Don't say something like that." The Portuguese man gulped, cold sweat running from his forehead, passing his pale lips. "You knew that I HATE an unaccomplished mission." And for once, the pair of golden orbs of Earl could visibly saw from behind those thick black glasses, sending deadly glares from behind it. "Now," he clapped his hands. "Tell me what happened." Tyki sighed; it looked like that he would not come out alive from his uncle's house today. "Well, the truth is, we came directly from here –as fast as we could- toward Cross' house. But then, when we arrived there," He slurped at his wine that had been put by the maid not too long ago. "He had already gone elsewhere." The wine tasted strange for him, rather which it's too sour for him or maybe just something else he could not comprehend.

The twin nodded, while Skin licked his parfait with much delight that only he and the Earl could give into something as simple as a parfait. And finally the Earl spoke after some long silence there, "Then, did any of you learn anything about that Cross?" He sighed, and then looked around the room and before he summoned another bowl of parfait. Not too long after that, the maid gave him the parfait and just within seconds, the parfait had already been devoured by the Earl. He then summoned another parfait that he ate with the same speed like the last parfait, and again and again and again. And the circle just go on and on and on. Until Jasdero and Devit ran away from the room crying hysterically while Skin's face look like he just swallowed all of his guts. And Tyki look in disgust and his uncle. "Ea-Earl…" He asked in a shaky voice. "How many parfait have you eaten today?" The Earl swallowed another spoon of parfait before he answered. "Why are you concern about that, Tyki-pon?" He asked in a sing song voice. "N-nothing, just curious that's all." Tyki got up from his chair and then he walked away from the dining room, thinking that maybe he really would be finish today thanks to his parfait maniac uncle namely The Millennium Earl.

Lero stared at the Earl eating habit, 'No wonder Jasdevi-tama and Tyki-tama ran away from here.' He sighed. The Earl had a weird eating habit. Every time he angry or mad, he would eat as many parfaits as he could. And the last time his family ever saw him eating these many parfaits were fifteen years ago, when one of his subordinate betrayed him and ran away with their biological experiments.

Long, long ago, The Earl and that person made an experiment. This experiment turned out to be quite promising for both of them and when it was reaching for the last phase of completion, but The Earl and that person had gotten into a fight and in the end he ran away along with the experiment. But what experiment was it, Lero doesn't know anything. It is said to be some sort biological weapon and even The Earl's right hand, as happened to be Miss Rhode Camelot, doesn't even know off.

After a while in thinking, the citrus haired man decided to stop the Earl on his devouring activity. He coughed slightly, attempting to get the fat man attention just for once. "Earl-tama," he called the Earl and earned at least half of the concentration he could muster other than the concentration to eat. "I suggest that this is the time for you to go to the meeting." He shoved his pocket and then took a silver chain clock that has an eagle like bird engraved on the cover. It looked rather old, with scratches all over the place and the chain looked like it could crumble at any second. He opened the cover of the clock, and then glanced at the numbers wrote on it. The numbers were written with Rome letters that sometimes hardly to tell what number is this and what number is that. He gritted his teeth, forming a line on his face before he shoved back the clock into his pocket.

The Earl took his handkerchief, wiped off the stain of the parfait that adorned all over his mouth before he stood up and then went toward his limousine.

Allen couldn't help but grunt as she remembered what had happened last night and she wanted to smack her head so badly until maybe her brain would pop out from her head and leaved her brainless for awhile until someone put her brain inside her head.

It is indeed, a Friday morning and soon would be weekend which meant, holiday. How she hated holiday. Well, not hate rather than she despised holiday more than anything else. Every time holidays came, she would remember about Mana and it usually made her depressed in the end.

She sat up on her bed and then rubbed her swollen eyes slowly. She couldn't stop sniffing and crying last night and thus it resulted with a very sober Allen Walker. She slowly stood up; taking a little glanced at the digital clock on her desk before she groaned. But then, something caught her curiosity. Laid on her desk, a package wrapped with a brown paper (N/A the paper bag colored one, since I don't know what it called so sue me) and tied with a black bow around it. She stood while Tim fluttered on her white hairs and then carefully, ripped the package. As soon as the wrapper got away, she noticed that the package is her new uniform. The one her shishou gave her yesterday. She smiled a little but then, her face became pale as the sudden realization hit her head like a missile. And in….

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"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" And then before the time passed too long, "URUSEE, KONO BAKA DESHI (1)!!" an empty bottle of wine had already thrown toward our innocent Allen and hit directly, the back of her head and made her passed out. "What's wrong with you!? Do you know that this is a fucking 6 in the morning and someone is trying to sleep here!!" shouted a very pissed off Cross Marian due to the lack of sleep. The girl whimpered a little before she stood up and slowly rubbed the back of her head. 'What happened?' as she turned around and met face to chest with a red haired. She stood there, freeze solid like all of her power had already been sucked by some massive black hole that cause her feet to shake. She moved her head upward, hoping that someone she would see is not some one she thought would be right now. But who is she dare to say that the person in front of her is not her bastard math teacher that unknowingly had taken her first kiss?

Grudgingly she looked upward, stormy colored eyes met with cold glare that would surely sent shivers to whoever looked at that eye, and without too much amusement for the older man, Allen Walker didn't even show that she was scared or even felt low under that piercing glare of Cross Marian a.k.a the devil in disguise. Rather then that, she looked considerably calm while her eyes seemed tired and swollen.

"Why did you screamed?" the older man asked, 'This better worth to be heard.' He thought, since thanks to his favorite disciple and of course don't forget to mention stupid too, he opened his eyes when he intended to sleep through out the day and the hang over he suffered weren't much of a help either.

The girl backed away, left a good wide gap between her and her shishou and for a simple purpose of course. If things didn't run out smoothly between her and the red head and he intended to slap or maybe punch her, she still had a chance to back away and at least run if the condition required. She collected all of her guts, from the bottom of her knees until the top of her head before summoned her voice to talk. "You....you… went inside my room did you not." It's more of a statement, rather than a question and the older man could felt the anger radiating from his disciple.

"Yeah, yeah…" He rubbed the back of his head, "And why should you scream?" much to his pleasantness his disciple look directly at his eye and sent him a glare that equals one of Kanda's and a glare that Cross not knew that the disciple capable of.

"You went inside my room at night without me noticing it and that is against the rights of privacy!!" (2)

He didn't say anything, instead he raised his eyebrow and then smirked before he went out from the room silently and left the white haired girl with much of a confusion and anger running on her mind.

After she couldn't hear the sound of foot steps from the hallway, she let a very big sighed escaped her small lips. 'That bastard.' Was the only thing that still running across inside her mind perfectly while she patted her chest. Why did she felt like butterflies running through out her stomach and causing a rampage when she looked at that fearful yet beautiful eye of her shishou? In the end, the white haired beauty couldn't sort out what had just happened back then and finally allowed herself to take a bath that would pretty much relax her tired mind.

"Now every one," Lenalee was talking while she stood in front of the class. But nobody seemed to pay any attention to her other than her sister complex teacher. She coughed a little but nobody seemed to hear her thanks to the chitty chatter all over the room while Lavi was busy trying to save his ass from the wrath of a Mugen wielder student. She coughed lightly, her patience would run out soon if nobody listened to her, and that was exactly that, nobody was listening to her,

She sighed and then gone quite for a little time while she muttered something that couldn't be hear.

"EVERYONE!! LISTEN TO ME!!" she shouted, and soon the person within the said class stopped talking, even Kanda that almost sliced the rabbit's throat stopped at the sudden intrusion and chose to sheath his Mugen cause every body knew that an angry Lenalee was not some one you would like to deal with.

At the sudden silence that crawling through out the class, the Chinese girl clapped her hand together and then smiled cheerfully. "Every one, you all knew that we will have a school festival next month, and we (the girls) had discussed that we will play a drama." All of the boys groaned at the mention of drama. "Now… don't groaned like that when all of you didn't know what will happen next." She took the chalk, and then wrote on the black board.

"Me and the other already decided that we will play 'The Phantom of The Opera' since it's a well known story all over the world." She stated, "And now, we will…" before she could ever finish her sentence, the door click opened and revealed a very tired Allen Walker.

(1) Shut up, stupid disciple!!
(2) I don't know if there is a rights of privacy, so just pretend that there is one. XD

Wow, shorter than before... I guess the plot bunnies really are running away from me huh? Anyway, I'm trying to make 'The Phantom of the Opera' as a drama of course with a twist here. Yeah, anyway critics and reviews are highly appreciated. And thanks for reading.