*Authors note* This is a fanfiction of Rhythm Thief. (SEGA) My first story. Enjoy!
Raphael glanced uneasily at his watch as he bit his lip. A performance was going to happen and he didn't want to miss it.
I miss her so much he thought to himself.
The rhythm thief glanced up.
A whimpering could be heard.
"Fondue you know I can't take you, it would be unsafe" Raphael sighed. "Fine you can come, but I don't want a repeat of this summer if you know what I mean anyways when do I do anything safe?"
He paused thinking back. That was the summer he decided to find out what the mark on the coin his father gave him meant. It only lead to trouble and almost death, he literally dodged a bullet with this one. Fortunately it was over and on that journey het met the love of his life: Marie. The person he intended on seeing today. "Let's go Fondue" he exclaimed and with that they were off.
It wasn't long before they were stopped. "Bonjour Raphael, what are you doing today?" asked a rather perky Simon.
I forgot to change into Phantom attire didn't I? I knew I forgot something thought a rather annoyed Raphael.
"I have a performance to attend today and I am going to be late if i don't head on out" he cried as he fled 'toot sweet' from Simon and Rue des Saints-Peres.
No harm in telling him, I guess. Raphael was more careful since the summer. Everything he did was well thought over. He had turned pretty nervous because of it. "Wouef! Wouef!" Fondue cried. "Don't worry Fondue" he assured his dog.
Within seconds his quick and nimble legs took him to the front of the Paris Opera.
The Paris Opera had never lost it's unbelievable charm. It was so refined and elegant today. Crowds swarmed the place, eager to see the newest addition to the conservatory and glimpse upon the royalty of Her grace, Duchess Elizabeth.
"May i see your ticket sir?" said Julien
"Certainly" said Raphael. He fumbled through his pocket. "Ah! Here it is"
"Merci, enjoy the show!. Julien winked.
He let Fondue in!
It was so busy that no one even noticed a small white dog just sitting anixously on the ground.
"Let's go get our seat Fondue" Raphael said. His head was a bit cloudy from the excitement. He couldn't fully appreciate the architecture as they went up the stairs. It hadn't mattered for he had seen the art before.
"You think any chandeliers are going to fall here today?" he questioned his dog. "I'm kidding, of course" he chuckled. Going to the Opera house always reminded him of The Phantom of the Opera.
Fondue shook his head unimpressed.
That at least, was what it looked like to Raphael.
They shuffled inside as the lights went out.
The excited chatter among the guests did break the awkwardness of them arriving almost late.
Exhausted, Raphael sat down. Fondue crouched beneath the seat, unnoticed. His head was peeked out to the curtain which had just opened. It was Showtime and the dynamic duo couldn't wait.
A silhouette emerged from the darkness. It was Marie and she was alone. She was shaking a little and you could see anxiety appear on the tiny creases of her face.
Breathe she reminded herself.
Shakily, Marie picked up her violin and glanced at the crowd scanning the audience. The corner of her eye picked up on the familiar red hair and chocolate brown eyes she was looking for.
