The mask above is what Zarkon is wearing. Anyway, I was listening to the Phantom of the Opera and got this idea. I decided to write it down, so people could read it. I think it's good, but I tend to stary away from the plot. Please, tell me if you notice that. This is a Keith x Zarkon. It will go along with canon(to a point), so this will have Voltron. And, I will be adding the songs, too. Where ever I see fit.
Itaclics will be Keith singing.
Bold will be Zarkon singing.
Bold and Italics will be the both singing.
Please enjoy the first chapter!!!!
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It was a silent night for the small Texas orphanage. All were sleeping, except for a young boy.
This boy goes by the name of Keith Kogane.
Keith always had a passion for singing and there was an old, rarely used opera house near the orphanage. So, each night after everyone had fallen asleep, he'd sneak out to the opera house.
He snuck out with a smile on his face, quickly going to the house.
He opened a secret passage way and climbed in.
The opera house smelled old, but that's what Keith liked about it.
Keith stood on the stage, closed his eyes, and started singing:
Think of me, think of me fondly
When we've said goodbye
Remember me, once in a while
Please promise me you'll try
When you find that once again you long
To take your heart back and be free
If you ever find a moment
Spare a thought for me
We never said our love was evergreen
Or as unchanging as the sea
But if you can still remember
Stop and think of me
Think of all the things
We've shared and seen
Don't think about the way
Things might have been
Think of me, think of me waking
Silent and resigned
Imagine me trying too hard
To put you from my mind
Recall those days
Look back on all those times
Think of the things we'll never do
There will never be a day
When I won't think of you
Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade
They have their season so do we
But please promise me that sometimes
You will think of me
It was a little off-key, but that didn't bother Keith... or the being under the opera house.
Underneath the stage, this being was listening to this song.
'This boy has potential. He may be great, yet.' The being travled to the top, just behind the stage.
Once the boy had finished, the being spoke, "That was really good. Do you practice often?"
Keith whipped his head around. "W-who are you?"
"You may call me whatever you'd like." The being said.
"So, if I wanted, I could call you Phantom?"
"If that is what you wish."
"O-okay..."
Keith smiled. "How long were you there? I didn't disturb you, did I?"
"No, you didn't disturb me. I quite liked the song."
"O-oh. I'm sorry. it's really horrible."
"No." The Phantom spoke, "You have potential. If you'd like, I could give you some lessons. May I ask your name?"
"It's Keith. Keith Kogane."
"Pleasure to meet you, Keith."
Keith looked down.
"Um... C-can you really teach me?"
The Phantom huffed a laugh.
"Of course. I would not have offered otherwise."
"Sorry, Phantom..." Keith mumbled.
Then, he looked outside.
Almost dawn.
He turned back to Phantom.
"I-I have to go. W-will you be here tomorrow?"
The Phantom smiled beneath his mask.
"Of course."
Keith smiled.
"I'll be back tomorrow, then. Please, wait for me."
The Phantom took Keith's hand in his own, and brought it to his lips.
(He moved the mask a little for this. It's too dark for Keith to see his skin color.)
"I'll be waiting."
Keith blushed and nodded.
Then, he turned and ran out of the opera house.
A smile graced his face as he quietly went into the orphanage.
He couldn't wait for tomorrow.
*End Chapter One*
Well, that was the first chapter. How'd you like it? Was it good? (Hint:The answer is no.) Anyway, more is coming. This is a self-indulgent, so sorry if it sucks. The song Keith sang was Think of Me.
Just minus the vocals. He isn't that skilled yet.
Ja ne!!!!
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