Hello, my kittens! Wow, I never thought I would be getting this much support for this story so far (especially from guest reviews). Now in this part of the story, there is going to be a little bit of EzraXInquisitor fluff. Mainly just touching and stuff nothing bad, I promise! XD Also this is where Kanan comes in as well (yay! ^.^)

Anyways, here's Ch. 3. Enjoy!

NEW: Here is the edited version of Chapter 3 for this story. There was a medium number of errors in this one. Not too bad though. :D Hope you enjoy! More chapters are being edited in the future.

Chapter 3 – The Phantom of the Opera

It had been an hour until Sabine and Ezra made it back to their quarters. The theater was still bustling with people who still wanted to see the mysterious new singer that sang on stage. It was a horror flick as the teens tried their best to get away from the hungry mob of people so they could rest and sleep well in their comfy beds.

Finally, after 30 minutes of trying to break away from the chaotic crowd, the teens quickly made their way towards their quarters to only find that their mother was already there waiting for them. A smile was plastered on her lips as the Twi'lek hugged both of her children lovingly.

"Chapel again?" Hera said as she looked over at her eldest child.

Sabine nodded with a cheeky grin on her face. "Yep! Had to drag him away from the place this time. I think we might need to put a bell or something on him so we know where he is." The girl teased as she ruffled the male's messy hair.

"Hey! I'm not a pet! I can take care of myself thank you!" Ezra argued as he tried to fix his hair where his sister messed it up.

"Yeah, says the one who talks to himself all the time." Sabine taunted as she could see that she hit a nerve in the boy's body. A warning glare was shot towards her as the boy started to open his mouth, but quickly shut it when he saw his mother's stern face.

"Now you two, enough! I swear it's like the older you two get the more you like to pick at each other." Hera sighed as she rubbed her forehead with her hand.

Ezra just smiled as he slung his arm around Sabine. "Hey, we're brother and sister. I think we're supposed to fight with each other."

Sabine grinned as she elbowed her brother's side. "Yeah, plus, this is just how we show how much we care for each other."

Hera rolled her eyes as she shook her head at the two teens. Children could give you such a headache after a short while. With a sigh, Hera dropped her hand back down to her side as a small smile fell onto her face.

"I guess it can't be helped. Oh, and Ezra," the Twi'lek pulled out a red rose from her pocket, "he's pleased with you." She said as she handed the flower to the teen.

Sabine raised an eyebrow as she looked over at the rose. She was about to say something when her mother touched her shoulder and shook her head in an attempt to say 'don't ask' as the two left the youngling to his thoughts.

It had been an hour and Kanan still hadn't been able to see Ezra. He first had to talk to all the guests about how much they enjoyed the performance before he could even try to make it to the teen's dressing room. He was in no attempt in not seeing the young teen after tonight so he had to hurry before Ezra decided to finally go to bed.

With a quick slip and slide, he was finally in front of Ezra's room. Nervousness started to fill the man's heart as he clutched and unclutched his fists. Why was he so nervous? It was just his long-lost friend he barely got to see after he moved away suddenly.

Kanan quickly ignored the uncomfortable feelings that ran through his body as he slowly turned the doorknob. He peeked inside to only stop at the sight he saw. Ezra was still in his uniform as he leaned over a dresser while fiddling with a red rose in his hands. His raven hair was messy over his bright blue eyes that glowed under his bangs. The sight was breathtaking as Kanan thought the teen would never grow to look as handsome as he was just now.

Suddenly, an idea popped into his head as a grin started to play around his face. With a breath, he walked into the dressing room and started to chant a little rhyme he used to say when Ezra and he were little.

"Little Ezzy, let his mind wander. Little Ezzy thought, would I founder more with dolls or shoes?" Kanan rhymed as he could see the teen's expression start to change slightly. The man walked closer as he watched the young teen look up with shock in his eyes.

Ezra couldn't help but stare at the man before him. Kanan was in his room, and of course, he was rhyming the annoying little riddle he made up when they were little that would just eat at Ezra's skin. The teen crossed his arms over his chest as he watched the man walk closer to him with that stupid, yet blinding smile over his handsome face.

"Kanan. I thought you would've forgotten that rhyme by now." Ezra said as he narrowed his eyes slightly at the man.

"What? You still annoyed about the little nickname I gave you, Ezzy?" Kanan teased as the boy scowled at him.

"Yes, and if you're only in here to tease me about it, then go away so I can get some sleep," Ezra said as he turned his back to the man.

Kanan chuckled at the boy's childish behavior as he made his way over to him. With a swift movement, he wrapped his arms from behind the teen as he leaned forward a bit to whisper in his ear.

"You're still as stubborn as the last time I saw you." He said as he felt Ezra stiffen in his hold slightly. He could probably guess that the teen was blushing by the sudden touch. With a chuckle, he slowly let go of the boy as the raven stood up from his spot and turned to look back at him.

"You say it as if it's a bad thing." Ezra joked with a cocky grin on his face.

"Hmm… depends on how you look at it." Kanan said as a frown formed onto the boy's face. The man chuckled lightly as he pulled the teen into a tight hug. "You sang like an angel tonight."

Ezra couldn't help but blush at the sudden words. Was he trying to embarrass him even more? It was bad enough that the guy was hugging him with such passion that it almost made the teen's heart explode with excitement. With a sigh, he wrapped his arms around Kanan in order to pull him closer as he closed his eyes to intake the man's sweet scent.

After a minute of just enjoying one another's company, Kanan finally pulled back from the teen. A smile soon formed on his lips when Ezra's eyes met his. Those bright blue eyes that whenever you saw them you would think that electricity would come crawling out of them.

"So, what has my little Ez –"Kanan started but quickly stopped when he saw the warning glare appear on Ezra's face. The man just rolled his eyes. "Fine. What has my little Ezra been up to since the last time I saw him?"

Ezra smiled when he heard that Kanan used his proper name and not his stupid nickname. There was actually a lot he wanted to tell the man but knew if he did then they would be here all night so he decided to just summon up the important parts instead.

"Well, a lot actually. Remember when my parents would tell me that one day I would be visited by an angel of music? Well, my parents are dead now, Kanan, and I have been visited by the angel. It's actually the reason as to why I sounded so good tonight." Ezra explained as he nervously started to scratch the back of his head sheepishly.

Kanan smiled as he shook his head at the teen. He gently placed his hands on Ezra's shoulders in order to make the boy look up at him.

"I wouldn't doubt it, and now, we go to dinner." He said as he lightly patted the teen's shoulders and started to make his way towards the door.

Ezra was stunned for a moment as he let Kanan's words sink into him. Dinner? With me? Ezra thought as he quickly shook his head and grabbed onto Kanan's arm in order to make him stop. "No, Kanan, I can't. The angel of music is very strict."

"Then I won't let you stay up too late." Kanan teased as he chuckled to himself, pulling away from Ezra's grip as he continued on his way.

"Kanan –" Ezra started but was soon interrupted.

"Oh, come on, Ezra. I haven't seen you in years and you won't even have dinner with me? Come now you must change. I'll only be two minutes." Kanan said as he left the room.

"No! Kanan wait!" Ezra said but was too late for the man had already left the room. It wasn't that he didn't want to go and hang out with his long lost friend. It was the fact that his angel didn't allow him to date which was very strange to Ezra, but he never questioned it.

But what Ezra didn't know was that when Kanan left someone had locked the door without the man noticing. Everyone in the Opera House had already retired to their quarters for a well-deserved rest for tomorrow's new rehearsal. Most of the lights from within the building were already turned off as the two new managers had locked up the place tight and had left to go back to their own home. Ezra was still in his room as he just finished changing out of his uniform and now into his comfortable sleeping clothes. He knew he couldn't leave with Kanan so he might as well get ready for bed.

Suddenly, the candles from inside Ezra's room blew out all of a sudden. Darkness filled the room as the teen looked up with alarm plastered on his face. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The moon glowed through the window in order to brighten up the dark room just a bit. A chill crawled up Ezra's spine as he slowly started to make his way towards the door when –

"Insolent boy, this slave of fashion, basking in your glory! Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph!"

A ghost chilling voice boomed throughout the dark room. Ezra could feel his heart start to quicken by every sound the unknown voice said. He could tell the voice was angry with what had happened between him and Kanan. Slowly, he turned around as he tried to pinpoint the angry voice to only see that it was everywhere around him. It was nearly impossible to tell where the voice was coming from. When the voice stopped, Ezra took a quick breath as he tried to apologize to his angel.

"Angel, I hear you. Speak, I listen. Stay by my side, guide me. Angel, my soul was weak; forgive me. Enter at last, master."

The voice came again only this time is seemed amused.

"Flattering child, you shall know me. See why in shadow I hide. Look at your face in the mirror, I am there inside!"

Ezra was confused for a moment as he slowly lifted up his eyes to the only gasp at the sudden sight he saw. There before him was a man dressed entirely in black. His hands were fixed in gloves as they seemed to twitch eagerly in order to touch something. The man was slightly taller than Ezra and possibly a lot older than him as he could see some of the outlines of his face while part of it was covered with a black mask. His eyes glowed a sickly color of amber as he could see that the man had no hair at all.

Curiosity pulled on Ezra's heart as he stared at the mysterious man before him. Could he be his angel? Why did he wear a mask? Ezra couldn't help but feel drawn to the unknown presence as he started to make his way towards the man in a daze almost.

"Angel of music, guide, and guardian, grant to me your glory! Angel of music, hide no longer. Come to me strange angel."

"I am your angel of music. Come to me, the angel of music."

The sound of banging and raddling could be heard from outside the room. Kanan had come back to get Ezra but to only see that the door was locked. The man thought that maybe the teen locked it in order for him to change without someone dropping in on him, but not until a low voice started to come from inside the room. Panic struck Kanan as he tried to desperately open the door.

"Who is that voice? Who is that in there?!" he yelled as he tried to get an answer but to only hear none. "Ezra? Ezra!"

"I am your angel of music. Come to me, the angel of music."

The angel sang again as Ezra walked closer to the man unaware by the panic yelling from outside his room. A gloved hand was placed out for the teen to take as Ezra slowly lifted his hand and took hold of it. The grip tightened instantly when the teen touched it as he let himself be lured into a hallway filled with candles up and down the walls.

Ezra didn't move his eyes away from the man as if he was cast under a spell. Every so often the man would look back at him to see if he was still following him. Ezra's chest tightens by an unknown force as his mouth started to move while words from his mind flew out of it in a melodic voice.

"In sleep, he sang to me. In dreams, he came. That voice which calls to me and speaks my name. And do I dream again, for now, I find the Phantom of the Opera is there inside my mind."

The man seemed to be amused as he heard Ezra sing. He continued to lead the boy through his maze-like home. For years he had watched over the boy in hopes that one day he would be able to take him, and bring him to his lair under the Opera House. The lust and pleasure of finally touching the teen made the man want more as his amber eyes met again with blue, dazed ones. They rounded a corner that leads to where a stream and a boat could be seen from below. The man tightened his grip on Ezra's hand as he continued to walk.

"Sing once again with me a strange duet. My power over you grows stronger yet. And though you turn from me to glance behind. The Phantom of the Opera is there inside your mind."

Ezra was suddenly pulled forward as his back made contact with a wall. He gasped by the sudden force as he could feel a chilled hand move around his neck and cheek. The man's face was inches from his as he could feel his body shiver with pleasure that he thought never existed. His eyes closed slowly as he let the touches of his angel control his body.

A chill traveled down his spine as he felt the man's cold hand go under his shirt. His body stiffened slightly as he felt cold fingers graze over his stomach. The touch of his hair being tugged on made the teen open his eyes halfway before he was suddenly shoved down onto the side where he landed on a boat.

A grin formed on the man's face as he started to row the boat down the stream. Ezra was still caught up by the sudden affection that it took him a while until he was sitting properly in the boat. The water was warm as steam rose from it. The whole place looked like he was in a dream, but he knew he wasn't.

"Those who have seen your face draw back in fear. I am the mask he wears."

"It's me they hear."

"Your/My spirit and my/your voice in one combined. The Phantom of the Opera is here/there inside my/your mind." The two voices sang in harmony as they made their way closer to the lair.

Ezra watched as a gate rose up out of the water in order for them to continue on. The cave was enchanted with candles and a piano organ that was visible to all who could see.

"He's there, the Phantom of the Opera." Ezra let his body go as he continued to sing with what his heart wanted.

"Sing, my angel of music. Sing to me…" The man said as he listened to his beautiful angel sing for him.

They had finally made it to the little rock island that made up the man's home. He swiftly walked out of the boat as he gracefully removed his black cape. Ezra, who was by now out of breath for singing too high, looked at the mysterious man before him as he waited for him to say something.

A smile came to the man's face as he looked down at the boy. "Welcome, Ezra, to my home."

And there you have it! Please review or PM me if you guys want more of this, or if you simply just have a question to ask me about this story.

Until next time!

Neow~ :3