Music of the Night: The Phantom of the Opera Returns (Guile & Melody)

[Guile]

While they were still standing and Christine was talking, he smiled, listening to her confess how she had always felt about him. "My darling, I know exactly what you mean." The truth was, he got lost in everything about her - her heartbeat, her eyes, everything. He knew how she felt. He started to chuckle, though he tried to hide it, when she pretended to be angry that they had kids. When she pushed him down and got on top of him, Erik laughed out loud, looked up at her with his toothy grin, and put his hands on her arms. Erik lifted his head up at bit and kissed her on the lips before lying his head back down on the ground. "Don't try and blame it all on me!" He teased. "My love, if you weren't so beautiful and seductive - putting me in a situation where I needed to be romantic - we would still be alone as well." He chuckled and rubbed his fingers up and down her arms.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"You've ruined my life!" She tried and failed to sound upset. "I was just fine with being a chorus girl and living that life. Then,..." she squeezed his arms too. "I start going crazy and hear a voice in my head that won't leave me alone!" She breathed heavily. "Your voice!" Christine's face was white. "How can I not blame you when they all look just...like...you!" She kissed him. "I demand that you apologize for making my life a living hell and forcing three babies on me!" She teased. "Apologize for making me a star right now!" She rolled off of him and switched their positions. "Now or I won't let go!"

 

[Guile]

Erik laughed as he lay under her, getting to listen and watch her teasing once again made him smile. He allowed her to kiss him, but when she did he was still smiling and couldn't stop. Then, she rolled off of him to switch their positions - now she was under him. "Me? Apologize...to you?" Erik tried to sound appalled at the idea. "Why, my love, it was all you!" He started laughing again and forced kisses on her. "Perhaps I should keep you here. Threaten you and not let you leave." He contemplated the idea, making his thoughts obvious. "No, that would make me unfair." He looked down into her eyes, his own glistening in the sunlight. "Alright..." He kissed her multiple times throughout his sentence. "I'm...sorry...for making...love to you." He teased and started laughing again. "Oh, and I'm sorry for making you famous."

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"That would be a lovely idea." She whispered, referring to his hostage idea. "In all truthfulness, I wanted that twenty years ago when you brought me down under our home. That's why I did not fight you and relaxed when you held me and sang. I knew it was futile to fight such beauty." She teased him. "Take me anywhere you go." She closed her eyes. "And, you should be ashamed of yourself for devoting forty years to me." She couldn't help laughing. "We aren't too old, you know."

 

[Guile]

"Dear Lord," he whispered, as if a realization had just hit him, "that's what you wanted? My dear, you should learn to be much clearer about your desires! I would have kept you if I would have known you wanted to be kept." He chuckled as he mumbled the last sentence. "Tell me, my love." He asked, still keeping himself over her. "Does it still work? Me holding you and singing to you - do you still feel the same way you did twenty years ago?" He kissed her cheek, ending up kissing the corner of her mouth as well. "Ashamed?" He asked, pulling back looking into her eyes once again. "Why, I've loved every minute of it." Erik confessed, kissing her forehead and whispering, "really? Not too old, you say? Well, I certainly don't feel old. However, the term 'grandfather' makes me think I am." He chuckled with his same, old warm smile - something that hadn't been normal for him to have until Christine came back to him so long ago.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"Oh, I do apologize, my master." She giggled. "I did not mean to upset you like I did." Christine watched as Alistair managed to over power Lilly and throw her in the mud. "Yes, I wanted to be your little pet, Master." She joked and nuzzled herself into his neck. "As for that one question, why don't you find out for yourself and quit looking for an easy answer?" She howled with laughter. "Well, at least, I'm still young. You, on the other hand, have gray hairs." She wrapped her finger around one of his ebony black hairs and yanked it out. "See?"

 

[Guile]

When Christine didn't answer him, Erik hung his head in pretend defeat. "You never just give anything away, do you, Christine?" He teased, with a laugh. He made a mental note of how nice it felt to have her nuzzled against his neck. "I'm glad you're still young my dear. Otherwise, I'd already have to be searching for a new lady friend." He teased. "I can't be seen with a woman as old as I." Erik joked with her and placed a tiny kiss on her ear. His laughter was quickly cut shot and the smirk wiped off his face when she tugged a piece of his hair out. "Ouch!" He yelped and rubbed his head, pretending like it hurt. He looked at the hair, but refused to admit it was gray. "Nope." He closed his eyes and shook his head with a defiant smile on his face. Erik knew it was gray, but he wanted to pick on her. "I think you're older than you think, my love. You must be loosing your clear eyesight - that hair is obviously black. Yes, I have no gray hairs." Erik stifled his laughter.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

She gasped in pretend shock and slapped her hands over her mouth. "You said my name!" She whispered. "My darling, it's a miracle!" She grinned. "I prefer that you use your brain instead of making me do it, though I'm obviously the brains in our partnership." When she heard him call her old, she tapped him on the face, as though slapping him. "How dare you insult the beloved star of the Opera Popular!" She got up and scoffed her way over to the tree and climbed it. "I am not going back with you. I'm staying right here until someone nicer comes along! Go invest your time in some floozy!" She tried to sound angry.

 

[Guile]

Erik stared at her, teasing, and questioned her. "The brains? Are you sure you just aren't confusing smarts with bossiness?" He let out a burst of laughter which hardly stopped until she hit him lightly. He tried to stop her from getting up and leaving, but she managed and he stood at the bottom of the tree staring up at her. "Well, my dear." He shook his head in pretend defeat. "I suppose I'll have to let you go off with a nicer man - you deserve the best." He started to walk away, but turned around and came back, a smile slowly forming on his face as he thought of his next tease. "I fear I must caution you, my love. Now, I'm not sure what kind of man you're hoping to pick up. However, if you're hoping to get a respectable gentleman...you may want to consider closing your dress." He started howling with laughter again at his joke - of course her dress was closed and he couldn't see anything, but he had to pick on her. As he laughed, he started making his own way up the tree. As he came after her, halfway to where she sat, he called up to her. "Are you going to come down and forgive me, or am I going to have come up the whole way and pull you down?" He winked at her, his teeth showing through his grin as he made a clicking sound with his tongue - once again, picking on her.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

She was blushing, indignant, as she met his gaze and let out a groan of frustration. "You're awful!" She pressed her legs against each other even tighter. "Why were you even looking, you cad?!" She glared at him in false anger. She turned her gaze from him. "I don't care what you do! There is always that third option of kicking you once you get close enough or just deciding not to come with you at all!"

 

[Guile]

Erik held back his chuckle at her embarrassment. "So I can have children with you and you don't mind, but when I happen to glance up and you're being careless about your dress I become a cad." He couldn't hold back his laughter anymore. When he finally caught his breath he spoke to her again. "Christine..." he used the warning tone that all fathers seem to use on their children when they aren't mad at them, but are about to tickle them because they're upset at their parents for something. "You better come down here." When she refused to even look his way, he began climbing again, getting closer and closer to her until finally he reached her. He placed a kiss on her neck that was perhaps too long and rough for when he pulled away he saw he had left a mark. Erik bit his lip out of guilt and stammered to apologize, but just made a bigger fool out of himself for doing so.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

She grinned as he asked his question, her eyes still closed. She leaned forward to answer and almost fell from the limb that she was precariously perched on. "Exactly! I have values!" She heard him warn her and screwed up her face trying to keep it straight. "Make me, Father!" She spit, not at him, but an inch to the left. "Next time, I won't miss!" She couldn't help but make a small sound at the feeling of his lips on her neck. "I'd love to see you make me...come..down."

 

[Guile]

Erik started chuckling, now that he was face to face with her. "You wouldn't spit at me and hit me on purpose." He stared into her eyes, one brow raised in almost a challenge. "You don't have the guts!" He teased her. "I feel as though I've been issued a challenge. I'm going to make you come down out of this tree, wether you like it or not." Though he was teasing her, his words were soft, as he began to 'make her come down' - or at least want to. Erik brushed his lips over and up her neck slowly, not kissing her, just letting them barely touch her skin. He did this until he reached her cheek, which he placed one small kiss on, and then brought his lips over to hers. He let them hover against hers for a minute - just barely touching - and he smiled, hoping his tease was working. Finally, he reached foreword just a tiny bit and their lips met entirely, he kissed her passionately, slipping his tongue into her mouth.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"Or...w-what?" She asked, trying not to melt into his arms that would cause her to be under his spell, in his trap, under his wing. "I'll...sh-show you...that I h-have guts..." she closed her eyes dreamily, feeling his hot breath against her bare skin. "Pl-Please...don't...don't d-do this." She pleaded, acting professionally to prove her talent to him. "I can't.." she was quiet now. Her whole body going limp as she passed out, completely consumed by him. His venom in her veins.

 

[Guile]

Erik caught her in his arms as she passed out into him. He whispered to himself, "well, I suppose that's one way to get you down." He chuckled and carefully brought her down off the branch and into his arms. Erik held her tightly against him with one arm and held onto the tree with the other, slowly making his way to the ground. When he finally got down, he laid Christine out gently in the soft green grass before laying beside her, propped up on one arm. He didn't frantically try to wake her up because he knew why she had passed out, and it certainly wasn't bad. Laying there beside her, Erik looked down on her beautiful face - so peaceful when she was 'sleeping' - and brushed the hair out of her eyes. He placed a small kiss on her ear and whispered, "Christine?" He tried to bring her back to consciousness.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Christine was conscious, but decided to let her supposed husband squirm a bit. "Five more minutes, please." She begged, as though it were her father asking her to get out of bed and get ready for the day. "Please..." she enjoyed teasing him like this. Enjoyed the somewhat father/daughter skits that they created together. "I don't want to go to work yet."

 

[Guile]

Erik smirked, sensing that she was still picking on him. However, he couldn't be sure - she was a great actress after all. He held back his laughter as he pulled a small, metallic object from his pocket that glistened in the sun: his flask. "Christine," he warned again, "you better wake yourself now. I'm only warning you this once. If you don't get up, I'm going to have to wake you the way my parents did when I didn't want to get up." Which was a lie, his parents hated him. Well, he couldn't remember his father, but he knew his mother hated him. Before Christine could even answer, he took the lid off the flask. He knew it was rude of him, but if she was going to tease him and make him squirm, he was going to make her squirm. A devious grin on his face, Erik held the flask over Christine's face and dripped a few drops of water on her forehead.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Christine turned herself over in his arms, playing with him still. She faced the grass and her intensely pale skin glistened in the sunlight. "No. You can't make me." She mumbled, childishly. It was growing harder and harder to conceal her laughter. "Stop splashing me with water." She commanded. "That isn't nice and it won't work."

 

[Guile]

Erik shrugged, put the lid back on the flask, and tucked it back into his pocket. He bent down and whispered in her ear. "Ah, but it got you talking to me more, didn't it?" He started to laugh again, but was getting caught up in how beautiful Christine looked out in the sunlight. He wished he could keep her out there forever. "Alright, if you won't get up," he said as he positioned himself on the ground beside her, "then I'll just have come down with you." He wrapped him arms around her and started kissing the back and side of her neck, his smile growing.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"It seems your lips keep missing their target." She took her face from the grass and faced him. "Alistair had better aim with that apple." She sat up and looked around to see where her family was. She spotted her little ones first and whistled. The two children, cut up and bruised from their wrestling, came trotting over. Catherine having been under the tree on the other side of the park, made her way toward them as well, babe at her chest. Christine smiled and led the way home, intentionally ignoring the masked man. "Now, children. Mummy has a date tonight with a wonderful..." she spun and threw her hands in the air, "man that could give a certain opera ghost a run for his money." She teased. "Ooh! What does he look like?" Ali asked, yanking Christine's arm. "Oh, that little detail..." she smirked at Erik.

 

[Guile]

Erik followed along behind, trying to keep up with Christine. He put on an act, acting like he was angered by this. "Oh, really, Christine? Hopefully he wasn't a gentleman that happened to come by while your dress was just," he made an exaggerated motion with his hands, "hanging open!" He saw her smirk at him, and he looked away form her purposefully. Inside, he wanted to smile, but he wouldn't allow himself. "Yes, Miss Daae, answer your son - our son." He put emphasis on the 'our', still faking his anger.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Heaving the boy up and pressing him against her waist, she thought for a second. "Ali, I guess he's about..." she glanced over her shoulder at her Erik. Her Erik, her Phantom, her Angel. Turning back to face forward, she continued. "About six feet tall, two hundred pounds." She screwed up her face, trying to estimate. "Gorgeous..." she closed her eyes in a dreamy fashion. "Gorgeous brown eyes. Gray hairs mixed in his luscious brown locks." Lillith stifled a giggle as Christine said this. "He wears a mask and cape most of the time. He's got the most amazing smile to equal those amazing lips and...from these lips, come a song that only angels can rival."

 

[Guile]

Erik lost his ability to fake anger as he heard these compliments come from her lips. He did however, manage to stifle his laughter and put on a semi-straight face. "Your mystery man sounds like quite the charmer, Christine. I do hope you have a good night with him while you abandon me with the children that," and he made sure he was extra loud when he said this, "you were just complaining today about having because we can never have alone time anymore!" He winked as his children, so they knew he was only joking and teasing their mother. "And by the way..." he said quickly, running up behind her, grabbing her by the waist - the side Alistair wasn't on - and holing her still so her could kiss her. "I told you my hair isn't turning gray." Erik placed a kiss on her lips and whispered jokingly with laughter in his breath. "Let me live in my fantasy just a little while longer before it all turns gray."

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"And who said that I was talking about such a man as you? Surely, there are many men that share these features." She smirked and teased him as she escaped him. "And, Monsiuer Erik, thank you very much for your blessing." She guffawed in spite of herself. "I swear, I won't be out long. You have everything you need. Food, water, clothing, and you can entertain yourselves." She had a thought in mind. "Maybe, I'll take Catherine with me and you can learn how to change a diaper for once." His breath was so comforting to her. He was so good to her and so full of animation. "And, then, you can handle your son and daughter when they get dirty and need baths because they were fighting and fell into that river of yours." She pressed her palm over his face to stop him from kissing her. "Slow down, Romeo. You seem to miss my lips more than you hit them." She walked down their street, leading to home.

 

[Guile]

Erik stood there, smiling at the rejection from Christine. "Well, I can't help missing your lips if you keep moving around all the time!" He joked before following her again. "Oh, and I suppose you know many other masked men about my age and height? Tell me, Christine," he quickened his pace, "just how many Opera Ghosts have you been with?" At the thought of having to spend an evening alone with the children, Erik almost went mad. But, then he decided to turn it around on her. "You know, something? That sounds fun, Christine." He explained further when he finally caught up to walking beside her. "Because, I'm the fun-loving father, am I right children?" He turned around to the young ones, a smile on his face. "And we are going to have a lot of fun without mom bossing us around." He started to mimic Christine's voice. "Do this, don't do that, what out for this. Lilly, don't pick on your brother! Alistair, don't push your sister!" Erik hoped to get a laugh out of the kids. "So, while you're out with 'Mr. Perfect', I'll stay home and be the good father to my amazing children, and grandson. Oh, and make sure you mention to your new man that you're a grandmother. I'm sure he'll be pleased to know." Erik's grin was wide and his teeth shone as he laughed out loud at his own jokes.