Hello! Okay I saw some of the reviews that were posted over the weekend, Thanks everyone! You guys are so nice, and this is great to get such positive feedback! This is only my first story so it means a lot!

Erik's POV

I woke up from my rest to hear my organ being played, not very well. I sat up and buttoned my shirt as I looked around the room; my last candle was about to die out. I stood and walked toward the candle, I stared at it for a moment as I listened to the organ.I watched as the flame flickered back and forth under my breath. Finally after a few minutes I blew it out, leaving me covered in complete darkness.

I walked toward the door and pushed it open. The music continued as I got closer to the organ. It was Emily, doing her best to play Think of Me. "That can be a tricky piece." I said as I walked up behind her.

"Oh Monsieur! Y-you startled me." She said as she turned around. "I did not expect you to be up so soon."

"I sorry for startling you. May I ask the time?" I asked as I sat down on the bench beside her. She looked over at the clock as I picked up one of the many roses that littered my organ.

"It's six fourty-five." She looked at me as I handed her the rose. "Th-thank you Monsieur." She said as she blushed and held the rose up. "It's beautiful." I stood and started toward my miniature stage.

"So are you." I whispered so she could not hear me. I sat down in front of the stage and began to look across some of the letters Madame Giry sent me. Most of them were about the managers and their complete idiocy.

I looked at her then back at my stage. I heard her sigh and press a few keys on the organ. "Is this your first time playing the organ?"

"Yes, and it is very difficult." She said as she pressed another key. She sighed and pressed a few more keys. I stood and placed the papers back in their spot. I walked over to her and sat beside her again.

"Have you ever played an instrument?" I asked as I pressed down on a few keys.

"My mother taught me to play the piano, but I haven't played for years." She smiled and looked at me. She had placed the rose in her hair. After a moment I felt myself starring at her, I looked away quickly. She giggled.

"What is so funny?" I said as I smiled at her. She shook her head and turned back to the piano. "No I insist, do tell me." I said as tried to play again.

"Nothing Monsieur." She said as her hands tried the tune again. I placed my gloved hand on top of hers, to stop her playing for a moment. The second I touched her she froze. Her eyes were stuck on my hand.

"Do tell." I said simply

Emily's POV

As I tried to play the verse again he stopped me. He touched my hand with his. I could not move, I was scared that if I did he would cease the contact. I could not believe it, first the rose and now the physical contact that I am sure he isn't used to.

Finally after a moment my eyes looked up to meet his.

"You." I said, he looked perplexed. "You are funny." He removed his hand; I closed my eyes trying to remember the feeling of his hand against mine. I tried so hard but the feeling faded and my eyes opened. "I-I have to go." I said as I stood. I put my hand on my head as I walked toward my room.

The swan room was dimly lit when I entered. And the moment I sat on the bed the music box with the monkey on top began to play. For a moment I thought it was my imagination, but then I saw the monkey play the symbols. I jumped up from the bed, I was scared. I knew it had to be the Phantom, it was his music box after all.

It was a silly little trick I thought and I sat back down. I starred at the box for a moment then stood again to walk over to it. I slowly got closer, and as I did it stopped. I jumped back utterly terrified now. I looked at it for a moment then looked at the clock that sat in my room.

It was going to be seven soon, so I started to get ready, doing my best to put the music box from my mind. I found the blue dress from inside the closet and placed it on the bed. As I began undressing from my current dress I heard the man begin to play a tune. When I finished buttoning up the back of the new dress I went to my mirror to see how it looked.

It was beautiful; I spun to see it fly around me. I looked a t my hair then at the clock. It was seven twenty, almost time to go. I walked out of the room to see that the Phantom was gone. He wasn't at the organ, perhaps he was getting ready. I walked over to the organ and place my hand on one of the sheets of music.

It was the Phantom of the Opera. I thought about the first time I sang with the Phantom. He was so loving and his voice had so much passion in it. I thought about how lonely he must be and how horrid it has to be to live down here by himself.

"You look beautiful." His words snapped me from my thoughts. I turned to find him in very nice dress clothes and of course another cape.

"Merci, you look very handsome." I said as a blush crawled to my cheeks.

"Thank you." He said as he walked closer to me. I smiled and he bowed and kissed my hand. I felt my cheeks grow hotter. "May I help you into the boat?"

"Yes Monsieur." I smiled as he assisted me inside. Once he was inside the boat, he grabbed the pole and pushed off from the shore. I looked at the water as we floated along; it was glassy with a blanket of thin mist atop it.

"Monsieur, may I ask you something?" I said cautiously. His head turned slightly so I could see his eye peering at me through the mask.

"Yes, what is it?" He asked.

"Well it's just that, I don't know your," I paused for a moment not knowing how to word my question. "Y-your proper name. What is your name Monsieur?"

"M-my name, I suppose I can tell you." He paused and stopped the boat. He slowly turned around and looked at me. "You cannot tell." He said.

"Oh no, I wouldn't dream of it!" I said.

"You may call me Erik." He said as he turned around. The boat began to move again. I smiled and looked back at the water. After a moment the boat stopped, I looked up and saw that we were at the shore. "We are here." He said as he stepped out of the boat and tied it to the makeshift dock. He held out his hand and I took it. He helped me out of the boat and grabbed a lantern.

His hand held firmly onto mine as he guided me down the tunnels under the Opera Populaire. I thought about earlier today when his hand rested on top of mine, and when he gave me the rose. I was overjoyed when he gave the rose to me no matter how simple a gesture, it was still genuine, I could see it in his eyes that he meant it.

As we reached the end of the tunnel I heard music playing. "Have they begun?" I asked Erik.

"I believe the orchestra is warming up." He said as he pushed on the wall. A door formed and opened and we stepped through. "I need you to wait outside of box five. I will meet you there." He said as he gestured for me to exit.

"Wait," I said, he starred at me.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I-I," I stuttered then sighed. "I'll see you there." I forced a smile and walked through the door.

Okay that's the update, hope you like it!

What was Emily about to say? Give me your predictions, and REVIEWS!

Erik: Emily is nice.

Me: I know and now she isn't engaged anymore! You should tell her how you feel!

Erik: No! No! I can't do that.

Me: But she likes you!

Erik: Okay maybe. I-I'll think about it.