a monster in paris 2: Fading aria

Chapter 11

AN: if anyone can send me a good picture for this chapter i will be eternally grateful.

Third person pov

Lucille looked at Francoeur and then looked at the ground as francoeur gazed at her then stopped. the silence started to show Lucille that francoeur was a little nervous.

"what is it francoeur, you seem a little nervous."

"its not exactly, well, appropriate at this time... i mean with Raoul's funeral and all..." francoeur bit his bottom lip slightly, so that he didn't draw blood.

"Francoeur, you can tell me."

"well... i... uh..." francoeur started to blush. he was about to tell her he loved her but his courage gave out. "it's nothing. im just still a little upset about Raoul... im going to go to my dressing room... ill see you in the morning." francoeur got up and exited the room. Lucille sat with her thoughts, wondering what francoeur was going to say. she then stood up and left the stage room also. the whole time, no one noticed that chaos was sitting in the shadows, listening to everything, watching it all. he knew what chaos was going to say.

"well baby brother, it seems that all the courage you got failed you... you never really had the courage to stand up to me either, if need be."

~le troisième saut de temps~

~the third time skip~

Francoeur woke up to Lucille laying with him. 'what is Lucille doing in here?' he gently propped himself on two of his arms as he looked more carefully at her. she had tear stains on her face and her eyes were slightly puffy. 'she must have been crying again...' he moved a stray strand of hair from her face as she stired slightly. he stopped and she woke up.

"hi francoeur..." she said quietly. "i hope you dont mind, i came in last night but you were already asleep"

"of course. you know i am always here for you." he smiled at her as he got up. "i was a little surprised when i woke though." he chuckled. "i didn't expect you to be laying down next to me. you could have woken me up you know."

"well you were sleeping so peacefully. did you know you talk in your sleep?"

"i do?" Lucille nodded. "oh... uh... what... what did i say?"

"well you seem to have been talking about..." Lucille looked down blushing and smiling.

"about who?"

"me. you were talking about me..." francoeur's whole face turned red. he hide his face in his hands as Lucille laughed. "it was actually kinda cute. in between sentences you would chirp and chitter. you would also smile after saying my name."

"w-well... uh..." he said still hiding in his hands.

"francoeur... do you really..."

"do i really what?" francoeur came out from behind his hands slowly.

"love me?"