*RE-POSTED, Due to the fact I felt I could do it better. Not a major changed though.*

NEW STORY!

I had inspiration for this partly when I went to go see The Phantom of the Opera in London the other day and day dreaming in school. :) Anyway this is a Modern AU, They are still in the Holy War so Exorcists and Noah ect exist. This chapter introduces the whole story then we will move on the the Plot.

This have heavy music theme's and has The Phantom of the Opera in it. Confused yet? ... So am I.

Anyway Hope you like!

Warning: Bad grammar and spelling. I still can't find a BETA ... Really need one! If there is anyone out there who wants to be my please please PLEASE PM me!

Pairing: Tyki x Girl Allen (no lemon in this part…)

I don't own - Man Or The Phantom of the Opera x

Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future.

"No!...Crap, I'm late for my first day back." Ellen muttered rushing down the stairs, almost tripping in the processes.

Slipping on her black boot's, making sure to tuck in her tight black jeans in the furry footwear.

Swiftly, slipping her messenger bag over her slender right arm, Ellen did a quick once over of herself in the long mirror by the grand front door.

Her long sleeved grey high collar top ,that stretched to her gloves, clung around her neck and hips. Her dark blue crop jacket wrapped around her bust then cut off and lead to her thin elbows.

Her pale face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its sides gently compressed. Her eye's were a deep liquid mercury and her nose was a lean button nose. Then her baby pink lips were thin and cutely twitched into a small smile.

Her chin length hair was as white snowflake ,like always, however was as messy as a haystack. Grunting in frustration she flattened it with her creamy gloved hands, styling it so her sweeping fringe was over her left eye, covering her oddly shaped scar that ran down to her eye,across her cheek and then down again where it ended.

Her hair couldn't hide it all but it hid the unusual pentagram shape of the scare- which was what brought the most attention.

"Okay, I think I'm ready..." Ellen trailed off thinking reaching for the door, not before saying goodbye to her beloved gold golem.

"Bye Tim, be good." Her voice was sweet but stern as she swept from the small house and into a sprint to school.

Ellen ran into the large ominous school gates, a dusting of pink graced her snow-like complexion.

"Ellen, don't worry your on time." The teen smiled as the caring voice of her best friend called to her.

"Lenalee, God I've missed you." Her sweet voice cracked with emotion as she wrapped her tall friend in a hug.

"Me too. I'm glad your back safe, did everything go smoothly?" Lenalee whispered in her ear, her voice was like warm hot chocolate. Ellen nodded as she pulled away from her friend's warm embrace.

The silver haired teen was glad Lenalee and most of the school population were exorcist like her and Cross. She loved the Black Order School as it was one of the biggest undercover school for working exorcist's like her and Lenalee and they could also get an education while working.

"So what have I missed?" Ellen asked quickly changing the topic as she and her tall Asian friend walked toward the school building.

"Well none of us have been on a mission lately, it's been quiet, It unsettles my brother it as almost they don't exist." Lenalee whispered encase someone over heard. "But apart from that Lavi's been moping missing his 'best girl'." Lenalee gestured giggling."I moved from my Art class to Dance class, which I was born for I swear. The teacher says I have great strong Legs, I mean DUH! I am the exorcist with Dark boots. Oh and Kanda's been Kanda as always." Lenalee continued to dabble on as she walked just ahead of the shorter British teen.

Suddenly, Ellen felt a nostalgic feeling leap from her as she listened about her friends 'coping' without her and she had to remind herself why she was away. The pale teen and her Master were on a mission in India.

"And the best part- Hey you listening?" Lenalee questioned turning to look at Ellen's dazed look.

"Yeah, what were you saying ... something about a best part?" She trailed off urging Lenalee to explain this 'best part'?

"Oh yes, we have a new English teacher, and he is S~E~X~Y!" The Asian teen with her long black haired teen purred and Ellen's ears pricked up like a cat's.

"Really?" She asked warming up to the gossip "What's his name?"

"Mr Mikk, but I'm sure his first name is Tyki, I heard the Portuguese teacher- Mrs Lewis call him that. He often talk's to him as he's Portuguese but Mr Mikk can speak English, Japanese, French and a little German, he says it's because his family gets around." Lenalee gushed breathlessly.

"Well he sounds interesting..." Ellen sighed smiling gently.

"Anyway enough of my 'fan-girling', here's your new timetable. The system changed while you were away and new lesson were introduced." Lenalee handed Ellen a folded piece of paper.

The paper read:

week 1:

7:40 A.m. Assemblies, general announcement

8:00 A.m. History rm: 111

9:00 A.m. English Literature rm: 243

10:00 A.m. Music rm: 108

*Break (twenty minutes)*

11:20 A.m. Maths rm: 344

12:20 P.m. Sciences rm:450

1:20 P.m. Lunch (For an hour)

2:20 P.m. Horseback Riding rm: In new stable block

3:20 P.m. Home Time.

Week 2

7:40 A.m. Assemblies, general announcement

8:00 A.m. Voice rm:108

9:00 A.m. Music rm: 108

10:00 A.m. English Literature rm: 243

*Break (twenty minutes)*

11:20 A.m. English Language rm:243

12:20 P.m. Fencing rm: Gym

1:20 P.m. Lunch (For an hour)

2:20 P.m. Horseback Riding rm: In new stable block

3:20 P.m. Home Time.

"It rotates, it's week one now so next week will be week two and so on." The Asian beauty explained.

"Thank you. Did you guys pick the subjects for me?" Ellen asked overwhelmed that her knew what subjects she loved.

Lenalee hummed a 'yes' as the pair entered the huge seemingly shadow-less school building.

"Hey Lenalee, I do miss the others but I'm gonna skip Assemble today." The silver haired teen exclaimed as they walked to the gym, passing the music rooms. The longing look on her oval face told Lenalee what she was going to do - play her beloved white piano. Lenalee nodded knowing her best friends love for music and that it must have been about a month since she was here in England with her beloved piano.

"I'll cover for you but you have to be in history, Lavi will be expecting his 'best girl'!" Lenalee smiled kindly and Ellen nodded, turned and walk into the white room were her spotless piano sat - waiting for her. The morning sun was streaming through the large floor length window highlighting the piano in all it's glory.

Her creamy lean fingers brushed across the keys gently. She had missed the snow like piano almost as much as she missed her best friends. She hated long Mission's but it was apart of being an Exorcist as most people from this school knew what that felt like. Sitting on the white padded piano stool Ellen stroked the long glistening keys and cast her mind back to how her life as an exorcist began.

Cross was Ellen's Master and trained her to be an exorcist but it had been a very, VERY traumatic three years. Thankfully, Ellen's apprenticeship ended half a year ago but she still lived in his house but it was not like he was there all the time. Cross was hardly there because if he was not doing the odd mission, which was rare, unless he deems it important enough, he was drinking, gambling, having sex, ect..

The only reason she became a exorcist was because of her father who had died when she was very young. With her being young and her knowledge on akuma's was non-existent when Ellen was mourning his death The Maker appeared - The Millennium Earl the First Disciple, the enemy! His goal to plunge the world into darkness.

Ellen foolishly made her Father an Akuma, the doll's of The Millennium Earl, Ellen's Father cursed her for bringing him back as an Akuma, therefore turning her hair white and cutting a scare on her face.

Making her deformed left hand react to the Akuma. Meaning her hand was her innocence, her weapon to fight against the Earl.

The innocence acted on it's own and it killed the Akuma shell of her Father, Mana. He died whispering words of love to his daughter, his only family left.

That was when Cross showed up and The Maker vanished. Cross explained she was an exorcist and could help people with her arm which was innocence. Blinded by grief and the change to help other's Ellen accepted to become Cross's Apprentice and learn the 'tricks of the trade' as Cross put it. She wanted to be an exorcist! She was going to keep walking forward like her Father wanted.

With a faint smile the silver haired teen remembered her father, she remembered how she followed him to his shows. Her favorite memory was when he was in the 'Phantom Of The Opera' standing in for the part of one of the bosses one night.

She watched in awe from the sidelines at the performs and their powerful voices. She was only seven at the time and it was then that she decide that she wanted to be a performer like her father. The strength behind the songs always stayed with her. before she could stop herself her lean gloved fingers were dancing along the keys to her favorite Phantom Of The Opera song - Wishing You Were Somehow here again. She closed her and played, she didn't need no music sheets, Ellen knew the notes off by heart now.

Her enchanting voice rose over the piano and echoed in the room.

"You were once my one companion

You were all that mattered

You were once a friend and father

Then my world was shattered

Wishing you were somehow here again

Wishing you were somehow near

Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed

Somehow you would be here"

Her heart ached as the song hit home unlocking the suppressed longing for her father.

"Wishing I could hear your voice again

Knowing that I never would

Dreaming of you won't help me to do

All that you dreamed I could"

Ellen held the notes of the last word and her voice ripped out higher notes perfectly. The notes faded for a moment then the melody was back and Ellen sung, her voice calming and enticing.

"Passing bells and sculpted angels

Cold and monumental seem, for you the wrong companions

You were warm and gentle"

The memory of her fathers warm caring smile urged Ellen to play and she skillfully played the soft instrumental break. When the song was back Ellen voice began again.

"Too many years fighting back tears

Why can't the past just die?"

Ellen's voice exploded with passion at this point and it was like she was singing with a full orchestra on stage, the lights on her face and the crowed clapping.

"Wishing you were somehow here again

Knowing we must say, "Goodbye" Try to forgive, teach me to live

Give me the strength to try

No more memories, no more silent tears

No more gazing across the wasted years"

Her melodious and enchanting voice faded out as she slowly stopped playing. Ellen's hands slipped off the keys and to her face where she wiped her tears. A radiant smile on her face as she tried to catch her breathe.

Just before the music came to an end a tall tanned man stopped to listen to meaningful music being played as he strolled by. Pausing he lifted his defined strong featured face slightly to see where the heartbreaking music was emanating from. His keen eyes flashed gold as the form locked on the singing form of a pale small, but curvy, teen.

I've never seen her before, odd.

The teacher thought as he looked at her again to make sure that he didn't know her or if it was just his mind playing a trick.

Nope, I defiantly haven't seen her before.

He however started to feel that he knew her from somewhere.

He looked again. This time he noticed her thin pink lips, cute nose and her closed eye's were tears streamed from. His cold eye's softened slightly as he watched fixated by every note she sang, breath she took and every movement she made.

The song ended and the bell rung, shocking the teacher who had been dazed. With one last look to the beautiful girl he walked away. keeping in his mind to keep an eye out for that girl his long, toned legs carrying him to his room: 243 with the clicks oh his shoes ringing in the dark, soon to be busy, hall way.

Ellen soon left the music room when her tear's dried, and walked off to History.

"Ellen!" All Ellen saw was a flash of red and heard a cry of her name before she was assaulted with a bear hug.

"Lavi ... C-can't B..breath." Gasped the small framed teen.

"Oh sorry." Lavi chirped and Ellen and she could hear smile in his voice. The red head dropped his arms, his shining green eye's locked eye's with Ellen's.

A wide smile broke out on both of their faces.

"So how's my little lady?" His playful voice rang out.

"Fine thank you, but I'm not 'little' I'm average height for my age." Ellen explained yet again rolling her eyes.

"Oh yeah sorry I forgot you were seven." Lavi laughed at his own joke while Ellen had a smirk that would befit a murderer.

"I'm 16!" The small framed girl cried smacking the tall one eyed red head. "And your tall." She pouted.

"Oh sorry, sorry." Lavi muttered walking over to his seat. "Here sit by me princess." Lavi bowed as he slid her chair out for her.

"Oh shove off." The teen pushed him lightly as they both teen's burst in laughter.

The teacher soon came in and the lesson soon started and the small teacher came in with panda like eye's and with a long strand of hair that defied gravity and stood up like a question mark. This panda like man was a Bookman so it was only right that his cover was a history teacher.

A Bookman was a man who watched history and record it, he was here to record 'The Holy War' between The exorcist and The Maker. Bookman however had innocence and helped in the war as did Lavi. The upbeat red head was Bookman Jr. he also had innocence.

In lesson they were learning about the resent war which was easy for Lavi as he was there, yeah he was young at the time but he had a photographic memory, so he found this lesson boring.

Toward the end of the lesson a messenger knocked on the classroom door.

"Ellen Walker for the chief's office, please." The messenger left straight after he stopped talking and Ellen packed her stuff away and grabbed her bag.

Nodding to Bookman in respect and smiling to Lavi she left off to report her mission. This was all. The chief was Lenalee's brother, Komui lee. He was in charge of all the exorcist in this cover operation his job was to set missions, record the mission, ensure the exorcist's safety and ensure that the school's cover did not blow, they didn't need the enemy to catch on or worse the general public.

If the general public knew that one of the exorcist's bases was a public school the they would be livid.

"Good to see you Ellen, how was your mission?" Reever, who was Komui's right hand man, who pushed him to to do his work and clean up any loss ends.

"Not good - Master was there." Ellen shivered at the memory. Reever smiled taking it as a joke.

"Komui is at his desk waiting for you." Reever said as he walked out, his blonde hair bouncing with every heavy step.

Pressing on Ellen made her way to the Chief's messy desk where the man lay sleeping. Ellen's pale face took on a annoyed expression.

"Hey Komui did you know Lenalee ran away to France with a french man." Ellen said coldly smirking while she counted in her head.

1,2,3,...

"WHAT! NOOOO LENALEE. NOT FRANCE!" Screamed the now awake man with tears in his clear purple eyes. The man wore a long white jacket with the Silver exorcist's crest of the cross the same one she and the other female exorcist's wore around their necks. The boy exorcist's wore the crest as a pin. The Chief on the other hand wore it on his coat to show he was important to this undercover school. Most people who didn't understand it's importance just thought it was a fashion choice. The Chief also had shoulder length hair that was like his eyes - purple and on his head was a white beret.

Ellen smirking at the dramatic show in front of her she decided to see how far she could push the mad Chief.

"Yeah, she left this morning with him, I think his name was Louie Le french." Ellen made the name up on the spot. She was having trouble containing her laugh.

"NOOO!YOU SHALL PAY MR 'LOUIE LE FRENCHIE!" Komui ranted and the small teen had to place her gloved hand over her mouth to stop from laughing out loud.

Suddenly Komui had a bunny covered A-K 47 in his hands. Ellen then laughed out loud she just could not keep it in anymore.

"Komui relax! Lenalee is still in school, there was no French man. I said it to wake you up." Ellen explained as Komui glared at her and put the A-K on the paper filled desk.

"Right..." Komui trailed off as he pushed his glassed up the bright of his nose to hide his glare. The tall Asian man sat down and Ellen walked up to the large oak desk.

"Report please Ellen." Komui asked with the hit of seriousness in his voice.

The silver haired teen nodded as she reached into her messenger bag and pulled a A4 black book with the silver exorcist's crest in the center and her name 'Ellen Walker' also in silver written at the bottom of the book. She passed the book to Komui with a smile.

"I take it that Master isn't back yet." Ellen remarked and The chief shook his head.

"We lost all contention to him once he left you with Timcanpy." Komui sighed and the continued "It's not like he hasn't done this before, before he found you he was missing for ten years. We all thought he was dead but when he showed up three years ago with you at his side we were shocked. We enrolled you in school and Cross as a teacher we also gave you a house, but we all thought that Cross would leave again but he never, well until now that is. I admit Ellen I was very curious to know what made him stay for so long. I believe he was watching after you" Komui sighed.

"I doubt it he hardly around. Master was either slacking off at a bar somewhere or off with a girl never, at the house." Ellen added wondering where Komui was going with this.

Komui hummed. "Yes but it is concerning as to why he has left at this point in time." Ellen then noticed Komui looked tired and deep in thought.

"You shouldn't think so hard you'll get frown lines." Ellen crouched down to look Komui in the eyes. "Your working to hard, take it easy-okay?" Ellen's caring smile spread onto Komui's who nodded.

The bell rang and the halls got crowded. Ellen was still looking into the Chief's eye's.

"If you ever need to talk I'm great at listening." Ellen said gripping her bag and getting up to leave.

"Thank you, Ellen." Komui called out as Ellen walked to her next lesson.

1st Person - Tyki Mikk.

"Now, what do you know on Shakespeare?" I asked looking over another class while leaning on my neat desk.

They were whispering to one another, nothing about what I just said though. I sighed. Why was I here? - Fuck the Earl. Why did I need to go undercover in a fucking school and as a teacher to?

"Right Class!" I called there attention and their bright little eyes looked to me, God I how wished to rip them out.

"Who was Shakesp-" I was cut off as someone burst into my class room panting.

"So..Sorry Sir, I got lost." My sharp eyes looked to the panting female. She was short, had creamy skin, she had a slender body but curvy. Her oval face was flushed from running.

She looked familiar but he had never seen her in his lessons before. Where have I seen her before?

She was the one in the piano room!

My thin eyebrow rose in question.

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