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

[Saiyan Princess]

"Then, all that money will go to me, my sweet." Christine teased. "Oh, but I guess I cannot really have a dead Phantom, now can I?" She teased. "I suppose we can all come in and sit by the fire." She let the gate up and her son stopped playing immediately. "As well, there is a nice fresh diaper for you to change. I also made a nice dinner. Aren't I a good little housewife to be?" She teased. "Come, come to the fire." She indicated the rising and falling flames in the fire place. Catherine came in, but was hesitant to get close to the flames.

 

[Guile]

Erik backed away form the gate, letting it rise. He glared at Christine. "Almost a good housewife." He grumbled, loud enough for her to hear. "If you had been a good one, you would have tended to the baby's...situation." He joked, making his way through the water to where Christine was. He wrapped his arms around her. "And no, you can't have a dead Phantom." Erik joked, kissing her on the neck. "Because I would haunt you for the rest of your life." He started chuckling. "But thank you for the dinner. You're getting better at this." He teased, not letting her go from where he had her around the waist.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"I've changed thousands more than you have, the least you can do is try and catch up to my record." She grinned, stifling noises that weren't appropriate for there were children in the room. "Almost a good housewife?" She pushed him, but it wasn't any good. He was too strong. She was under the spell and wing of her angel. "Better? I already do everything around here while you're out chasing women! Maybe one of them could be your pets and keep you fed."

 

[Guile]

Erik chuckled, knowing he was getting to her. He ran his lips over her skin, barely letting them touch her. Placing several kisses here and there as he went up her neck, he finally remembered they weren't alone. However, he didn't let her go. "Catch up? But my love, I thought that was the woman's job!" He mocked her voice and what she had said before. "'It's the man's job to do all the hard labor and the woman's job to stay home, clean the house and tend to the children!'" Erik burst into laughter. "And, please, my love. Mistresses are not for cooking, they are for loving. Wives do the house work, cooking, and tend to the children." He teased her, resuming the kisses, unable to keep himself - even in front of the children - from kissing her.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

The children averted their eyes, all except Catherine, who was old enough to see this. "It is the woman's job to care for her children, yes, but the man must also contribute something other than his voice and another mouth to feed." She was wrestling with his hands, faking an attempt at freedom. "Don't...do...this...in...front...of...them." she considered what he said about spousal roles and sighed. "Just do it. He's not staying in that diaper." She sneered. "I am not your wife yet. I am still a Daae until further notice."

 

[Guile]

Erik gave up with a sigh. "You're right, you've done much more work than I over the years." Which, though he were teasing, was the truth and he knew it. Spinning her around in his arms to face him, he smiled at her. "Rest, my princess, and I shall take care of the child." He placed a quick kiss on her lips before sweeping her up and carrying her over to a chair and placing her in it. Chuckling, he left her side and went to change the baby as she asked. Erik still struggled, having only done this once before, but he managed. When he had finished, cleaned up, and - once again - washed his hands several times, he let out a breath of air as though he had done hard labor. "Well, thank the Lord that's over with." He turned to Christine and bowed before her, jokingly. "I do not know how you did it all these years. I salute you, Christine." Laughing, he stood up straight again.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

She would freeze at every touch and every motion he would make. His hold on her was like a python's fangs on its prey, once he gets a hold of you, you're done for. "Bless you, my king." She closed her eyes dreamily. "You know just what to do or say to get me to do what you want." As he turned his back to head for his grandson, she leaned forward quickly and started to reach out for his hand, but he eluded her. She sat back and giggled as she watched him give William the stink eye. Catherine smiled and looked up from the picture she was drawing, which she loved to do. "Thank you, my father." Christine smiled and kissed Erik's hand as he bowed. "It was basically trial and error with Catherine. By the time the twins came along, I was a professional artist and mother." She teased. "Both of which I accomplished by myself."

 

[Guile]

"You are very welcome, Catherine." He smiled at her, then turned back to Christine - his kind smile turned to a playful smirk. "What can I say? I'm manipulative. I can be quite persuasive when I need to be." Kneeling beside the chair, Erik wrapped one arm around Christine's waist and held her hand with his other hand. "I don't know how you did it, my love." He said, still in a happy mood, but being serious at the same time. He ran his thumbs over the back of her hand in circles. "Truly, it must have been quite hard. I wish I had been there." Erik confessed, not for the first time, smiling up at her and kissing her hand.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"Again with the constant need to hold me." Christine whispered, trying to be kind as she said this. "People need room to breath, Erik." She did not pull away when she said this. Gently, she pulled away and lifted her legs so that she was curled up on the chair, in a fetal position. "I'm so hungry." She truly was, for she hadn't eaten dinner yet, but she didn't want to get up from this comfortable position. Catherine continued to draw in her sketch book as the twins argued over who would hold the baby. "You got to put him to sleep, Lilly!""Alistair, you always put him to sleep no matter what you do!" Lilly argued.

 

[Guile]

"I know, I know." Erik whispered back, pulling his arms back hesitantly and slow. "I apologize. I can't help myself." He curled his fingers into fists and pulled them away from her, a way of forcing himself to stop touching her so much. When she stated that she was hungry, Erik held out a finger - the sign for 'wait one moment' - and went off to the other room. When he came back he had a plate of food for her, her silverware, plus a small tray with legs so that she could eat and not have to leave the chair. "Here you go, Christine." Erik smiled at his love and placed the food near her. He disappeared into the room once more and returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses. Placing one on the tray with her food, he poured her a little bit, and poured a little for himself as well. "Just something to drink with your food." He looked up at Catherine. "Would you like some, dear?" Smiling, he held up the wine glass. "I can get a glass for you, if you wish."

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Catherine denied the wine from her father. "No, Papa, I'm alright." Christine started to take back what she said about her not wanting him to touch her and climbed from the chair and lean her back against his chest as she lifted the wine glass to her lips and took a sip. Then, a thought came to her and she immediately lowered the glass, wide eyed. "Hang on, I don't think so. You've been discovered, my Casanova." She sat up and ate her food, ignoring the wine. "I don't like being fooled."

 

[Guile]

Erik shrugged. "Suit yourself, Catherine." He smiled at her, then turned back to Christine when she leaned against his chest. When she refused the wine he bowed and shook his head, chuckling. "Oh, Christine, you need to learn to have a little fun. I wasn't trying to fool you. I even offered Catherine some!" A large grin on his face, Erik massaged her shoulders. He figured this would make him look even more guilty, but he didn't mind. He really hadn't been trying anything, but, "well, now that you mention it..." he started to tease, but didn't finish the sentence, just laughed more.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"Now that you mention it..." she teased. "Now that I mention it, what's going to happen?" She giggled, then tensed up, relaxed and laid back against him. "I'm assuming you plan on waiting until I'm vulnerable to go in for the kill?" Her face was nearly white. "Y-You wouldn't kill me..." Catherine laughed at her mother's statement of murder. "He may, he may not, Mama." She drew the many faces her father has worn over the years. Without a mask, his normal mask, the masquerade ball mask and the Point of No Return mask. It had taken her hours.

 

[Guile]

Erik wrapped his arms slowly around Christine's waist and to her stomach as she leaned back against him. "As your daughter said," he teased back, "I may, then again, I may not." He started to chuckled, placing tiny kisses on her neck, ever so softly. "Do I have to wait till your vulnerable, should be the question. Or will you just surrender?" Erik smiled, his hot breath running up and down her neck while he kissed her.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

She felt herself go limp and tried to stay cool and collected. "You can't make me. Never, Erik." She wanted to give in to him, but she could not. "My daughter? Why is it that when she makes a good point or gives in to you, she's my daughter? Is it because I give in to you, even now?" She kissed him with tongue as passionately as she could, though holding back on her true intentions.

 

[Guile]

Erik held her tight, smiling at her retort. "Yes, that is exactly it." He still teased. "And I don't want to make you. I just want to make you, well, want to...if that makes sense." He chuckled a bit, taking a sip of his own wine and setting it down on the tray before Christine kissed him. It was probably one of the most intense and passionate kisses that they had shared in a long time, he realized as he slid his own tongue into her mouth.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"Ah, I see. Very good, teacher." She grinned, tasting the delectable red wine upon his lips. "We should really think about separating this area off into rooms so that we can have...privacy." she kissed his neck, then licked his lips, only wanting to take the wine off of them. She put her hand on his shoulder and adjusted herself as she sat on his lap. "Ah, much better." She wrapped her finger in his hair. "When did we decide on that ball?"

 

[Guile]

Erik chuckled, feeling himself go weak at the way she kissed him, the way she licked his lips. "Rooms?" He asked, half of him hardly listening - as if his body already shut off every sense except for touch. "Yes, we will have to do that. I'm making a mental note right now to do it as soon as possible." He smiled at her, letting her adjust herself on his lap and wrap her finger in his hair. "The ball?" Again, with the half-listening. "Well...did we decide on a day?" He asked her, questioningly. Then, he shook his head, still obviously distracted. "Never mind...we should do that soon. Uh, what about two days from now?" Erik was having a ridiculously, and almost comically, hard time focusing. "Do you need more time, or is that plenty of time to invite others...make arrangements...etcetera, etcetera?" He let his voice trail off as he started kissing Christine again, starting on the cheek and making his way to her neck. He wished he wasn't acting like such a young boy, but he couldn't help it.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"I do hope it happens soon. I cannot stand to see my little Cathy in pieces every other day. She needs to be back in the spotlight soon. I feel like we've been selfish." She said, the truth coming from her lips slowly. "I believe getting her back out on stage, by force if need be, will be good for her." She paused again. "Monsiuer Tremaine is being awful again. He won't leave her alone." She got quiet the more she talked. Catherine hid behind her sketch and had ruined her father's masquerade mask that she was drawing. "That's plenty of time." Catherine said as she put her son to bed after having fed him once more.

 

[Guile]

Erik ceased kissing Christine and came back to reality. "Wait, he's bothering her again?" He whispered, not wanting Catherine to overhear anymore for fear of upsetting her. Letting out a small sigh of irritation toward the Tremaines, he shook his head. "What has he been doing? Anything I need to speak, calmly, with him about?" Erik made sure to emphasize that 'calmly' so that he would not worry Christine. "But, you're right. The ball needs to happen as soon as possible, and she needs to keep herself on stage. Catherine needs things to keep her busy - keep her mind off of William." His eyes saddened as he watched his daughter put her son to bed, without the luxury of the child's father being there beside her. "I don't know who I despise more - that prick Edward, or the murderous Raoul." He confessed quietly, loud enough for Christine to hear, but said almost as if he were speaking to himself.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Christine watched her daughter as she spoke. "Yes, he says that he'll let her back onstage if, and only if, she starts seeing him again." Christine shivered at the thought. "But, he did save her life a while back." She added with a whisper. "And, Raoul was her father for seven years, so, I'm not sure if you should hate either man." Alistair suddenly felt uncomfortable at the mention of his stepfather's name. "Mama, I don't like him." Christine turned her attention to him, caressing his hair. "I know, my son."

 

[Guile]

Erik sighed. "I know, you're right. I should get over myself. It's thanks to Raoul, I suppose, that she had a father figure growing up. And, it's thanks to Edward that she's alive." He shook his head, still doubtful of the two. "But, I don't want my daughter to be forced into being with someone just so that she may continue here."

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Catherine got deeper into her drawing, trying to hide the guilty look she had because they were talking about her. "Papa, would you mind turning my way, please? I think I got something wrong." She teased. "Your nose is way too big and I gave you a unibrow." She laughed and pressed her drawing to her chest in case he tried to peek.

 

[Guile]

Erik laughed. "You're drawing me?" He did try to look, but she had hidden the picture before he could see. "A unibrow? Goodness!" He teased. "If you're going to draw me, at least get my handsome features right, my child." Chuckling, he turned his head to the right so that she could see the left side of his face. "Make sure you get my good side." Erik burst into laughter at this.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"Well, I tried drawing Mom and well..." she turned the drawing of Christine around and smiled. "It came out alright." "They're all handsome to me, Erik." Christine corrected him as Catherine continued to draw. "You just can't see that."