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Christine took his hand, and as she did, the feeling sent shivers up her spine. His hand was so warm and strong...she loved it. She stood up and looked up into his eyes innocently, they trapped her and seemed to send her on a journey, she could see all the sadness of the world in his eyes and she wanted to make it so his eyes would not show sadness any longer, but she knew not what to do.

((sorry for the short post....Im having a bit of writers block today...we did testing with all the little booklets today, so my brain is pretty tired out))

Christine was a little nervous, she knew that he wanted to kiss her, but she had never kissed anyone before, except her father, she knew that this would be different. Denying what he wanted was not an option, for she wanted to give it to him, and his strong composture seemed to call to her. She lifted her head and gently pressed her lips to his in a passion-filled kiss. She closed her eyes and relished the feeling. 'So this is what its like in heaven' she thought as she slid her hands from his chest up to his face and held the kiss. After she slowly pulled her lips away from his, and gazing into his eyes a moment, she slid her hands to the top of his face, and gently, but quickly, pulled of his mask.

Christine gasped and drew back a little when she saw his face, his mask still in her hands. It was deformed, and it frightened her. It was mostly a shock, she wasnt exactly afraid of his face, she just want expecting to see a deformation behind the mask. But his face wasnt the part that scared her now, it was the anger she saw swelling in his eyes.

Chrisine stepped away as he was yelling, when she hit the wall, she slid down to the floor and silent tears streamed down her face. She didnt mean to make him angry, she was just an overly curious, sensitive girl. She let out a small sob as more tears streamed down her face. 'Why didn't I just leave him alone....my curiousity always ends in something worse then I started with, I didnt want him angry' she thought to herself as she slowly held out his mask to him from her spot on the floor. She didnt want him to become more angry with her, so she though it would be best to remain silent and return what belonged to him.

Christine let the tears coninue streaming down her face, she was still rather scared of him, so she hesitated a moment before taking his hand. Could she trust someone who had just called her a demon? Who had just not even a moment ago shown so much anger and hatetred to her? Yes, she could. The anger was gone from his eyes, and his face had softened. She was still rather skiddish, but she figured it would be ok. He obviously cared for her a great deal, he had written that beautiful poem...She slowly held out her hand to his and took his. She would trust him. She had no other real choice at the moment.

Chrisitne sighed contently as he did this, his arms felt so strong loving and warm, she couldn't help but relax....he knew how to seduce her. Her eyes closed as his face buried itself in her neck....his skin was so soft. She loved having him near her, and she knew that it was ok now, even after he had yelled at her. Being the curious Christine that she always was, he mind wondered a moment back to the organ. The sheet music was still there, and so was the song "Music of the Night" that she had seen. She placed her hand on Eriks face and wispered gently into his ear,

"Would you sing me the song you wrote Erik?"

She asked with sweet innocence in his ear, she longed to hear his voice sing to her again, it always entranced her.

Christine was completly seduced each time Erik pulled her close to him. She would close her eyes as he gently caressed her, and she would be about two inches away from giving in completely to him, and then he would pull away and she would be pushed out of her fantasy land and back into reality again. He knew he was toying with her, she knew it too. And she would have to keep reminding herself not to give into him, and then he would bring her close to him again and the process would start all over again. She eventually gave up trying to resist him, and was completely seduced and entraced by the end of his song, she never expected that curtain.

At first she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her, how could her refelction show her wearing something she wasnt, she then realized that it wasnt a mirror at all, it was a life size doll! Her eyes widened slightly in surprise and she took in a small gasp, this was really too much for one day, first she gets taken down to a cave deep in the earth by an angel that she has never seen before until today, then she kisses this man who surprizingly knew all of her weak points and was able to seduce her, then she had taken off his mask, only to realize there was a deformity behind it (not that it mattered, but it was still a pretty big shock) and now he had managed to seduce her yet again and had shown that he had a life size doll of her inside his home! Christine was a rather delicate little thing and her heart couldn't take much more stress after the seducing. Her eyes closed quickly after she had taken the gasp and gravity took into effect and she fell to one side in a faint, her beautiful curled har falling over her face.

About two hours later...

Madame Giry was taking her usual rounds around the Opera House, when she decided to check Christine's room one last time to see if she was there. She had been gone all night, and it was now late afternoon and no one seemed to know where she was. This was of course a complete secret between the opera house cast and the workers there. So, naturally, everyone in Paris knew. Needless to say, the gossip was wild around the subject of the Opera Populaire and the disappearance of their star.

She slowly opened the door to Miss Daae's room, and to her suprise found her asleep on her bed. She walked over to her and noticed that next to the dresser was a rose and a note. ((im only going to assume that it came with the rose...cuz I cant think of any other way Mme Giry could have gotten a hold on it)) It was addressed in red ink, "To my Managers of the Opera Populaire" and on the back was a seal of a red skull. ' So much for the theory of Christine becoming a prostitute.' Madame Giry thought to herself as she laughed softly and pocketed the note to give to the Managers later.

She leaned over the sleeping girl and gently patted her face. Christine's eyes fluttered a moment, and she then looked around her room in amazement.

"Did I dream it all?" She said after a moment, slightly dazed. "Was I really lead away by Erik? Or was it..."

"I would think not." Madame Giry said as she cutted her off and handed Christine her rose and candy. "He also left a note for the the Managers and cast. I can only assume that you wish to be left alone to rest for a while m'dear?"

Christine nodded slightly as she held the rose in her hand, and slowly unwrapped the candy to eat it. Madame Giry left the room silently and closed the door behind her. She then hurried down the hall to find the managers. Shortly after she left, and Christine had eaten the candy, she fell alseep.

"Well I believe that Carlotta has been assigned to do the part since Miss Daae has been missing correct? She has been practicing and has learned all her lines. She wont be too happy with this now will she? I suppose since the letter I have handed you clearly states that Miss Daae is to be the Countess in Il Muto, we will have to put her in. But that leaves the problem of Carlotta. She wont be happy to be given the silent role of the Pageboy. So, I suppose you two have a choice to make. Either you can put Christine in as the Countess, and lose Carlotta as a singer for us, let alone infuriate the press, or you can put Carlotta in the role of the Countess, and flatter her and her lage group of fans and have a hit."

Madame Giry said the last part with an inward grimace. She hated the sound of Carlotta's voice, and didnt want her to have a hit, yet, Madame Giry failed to mention the fact that Erik would get rather angry at them if Carlotta was the lead. It said plain and clear that he would and a disaster would occur. The two of them still didnt believe that Erik was even real. They would have to learn by themselves. Anyways, seeing Erik humiliate Carlotta in some way would be rather funny to Madame Giry, so she decided to just play along like she knew nothing more than anyone else, and try to keep the singer that a larger amount of people seem to enjoy, at least for now.