Chapter one.

"A concert!" Lestat blurted out from across the other side of the lounge. We'd only returned from the theatre all of five minutes ago and had already hatched a ridiculous scheme. From the frightening amount of enthusiasm that gleamed in his eyes it was clear it was of those ideas he gets that usually ends in embarrassing disaster.

"A concert?"

"Yes Louis my darling, a concert." He began to hum and make casual twirling dance steps around the sofa to come face to face with me. My stomach knotted in fear, this was not going to be good, and he was lost in his own 'brilliance' as he called it. I had to think up a way to stop this plan of his going any further, play dumb.

"Well I can check the paper and find out what's showing, what sort of concert did you want to....."

"No, no foolish fledgling! That would be the usual thing, lets do something we havent done before, something new and..." He looked at me slyly and that devilish grin slowly spread across his beautiful face ". . Exciting." He whispered in my ear, his soft lips grazing my skin and sending a shiver through my body (although this was probably fear). Playing dumb wasnt working, did I dared ask what he had in mind?

He drew me in close using my tie until our bodies pressed; I could feel he was practically buzzing with excitement. One last bid to distract him from whatever horror he was plotting, I leant forward for that sensual mouth of his, covering his with my own he was unable to speak, now if only I could keep his tongue busy.

Success, as his hands ran up the front of my chest. Failure, as he then pushed me forcefully backwards, tripping and ending up sat on the couch. He stood over me, his mischievous smile bearing down on me, frame by his mane of blond hair.

"Well, arent you going to ask me what were going to do?" He asked.

Why does it always have to be WE? 

"WE, Lestat. No not WE!"

"Come now my dearest one, itll be fun."

Fun! Oh God strike me down now please, sometimes I wonder if Hell is easy going compared to living with Lestat and his crazy ideas.

"Ok then, dare I ask what exactly will be fun?"

He practically jumped with excitement, it was the opening hed been waiting for and he gestured wildly as he spoke.

"Our own concert Louis! Can you imagine it, wed all perform! It would be spectacular; people would come from everywhere just to see us! We could sing and Oh we have to get an orchestra in, naturally, and we'd get our own dressing rooms!" He was looking past me now, into his own little fantasy. "I'll ring the others!" He bolted for the phone.

"No wait!" I slammed my hand down over his hanging up the phone, and taking hold of his other wrist pinned him against the wall.

"Get off me Louis." He said squirming. "Dont make me throw you off." It was true he could easily throw me across the room and into the television, but I merely tightened my grip and gave him a little more space.

"Wait a minute Lestat, who are going to call?"

"The others of course! I was just about to dial Armand; hed love to perform on stage. I thought Marius and Pandora might want to do a duet, and do you think the Twins would be interested?"

It was as I feared! "You cant just ring Maharet and ask her if she wants to come and sing in one of your ridiculous pantomimes! Dont be such an imbecile!"

"Why not? His eyes grew wide at my out burst."

"Well to begin with, Mekare HAS no tongue with which to sing. The whole concert thing IS NOT something new and exciting as youve had your moment as a rock star. No one else will ever agree to such a stupid plot, so youll be singing alone Lestat! And if you even ask Maharet, shell probably burn you to a crisp on the spot for being a time wasting imp!"

I stopped to draw breath to continue my lecture when I noticed his big blue eyes filmed over with blood tears. His lower lip was quivering slightly and his brows were knitted into a hopelessly adorable frown. I sighed.

"Lestat, listen."

"No, you called my concerts ridiculous pantomimes! and Im not an imbecile. Am I? Now the tears escaped his eyes and he buried his face in his sleeve."

I reached out to take him in my arms. "No your not really an imbecile, and your last concert was excellent, you know it was from all those good ratings. I was just.." Just what? Think Louis think! He looked up at me, face streaked and stained.

"Just what?"

"Just.well.....er.....you know? He shook his head. I was just. annoyed that I didnt think of it first!"

What was I thinking! But his face brightened to this and he was smiling again. I knew he didnt believe me but he was happy because I was trapped now. I would have to do this concert with him.

He twirled my long inky hair affectionately around his finger and leaned up against me.

"Really?"

Just like him to tease me despite having got what he wants. I couldn't answer properly so I merely nodded.

"So youll sing with me then?" His voice was now honey sweet.

I bit my tongue and tried swallowed my anger again before replying.

"Yes Lestat" It can out as a hiss, which he definitely caught for he wasn't stupid.

Lestat is too good at getting what he wants. He hugged me fiercely and then took out a note book and pen from the inside pocket of his coat, which he hadnt given a thought to removing, and began writing furiously.

"Best make some plans, eh Louis?" He said winking at me.

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