Love Potion No. 9
Rifiuto: Non Miriena
Summary: Fiyero and Elphaba both deny that they have feelings for each other, even though everyone else can see that they do. So what happens when Glinda starts working at the Wilted Rose Cafe, and she gets the idea to throw a little romance into the whole assorted mix- er, mess? Well, let's just say that Love Potion No. 9 makes you start kissing everything in sight...
A/N: This is what you get when I start listening to The Clover's Love Potion No. 9 at 10:30 in the evening.
"All right, class, you can go. Remember, I want a three page essay on the major motifs and themes of Taming of the Shrew handed in to me next Monday! No excuses!"
Quickly, all the students in Ms. Harrin'g's class hurried out into the sunshine of the Shiz Green. However, two girls took their time. One, a petite blonde with blue eyes, was talking excitedly about her plans for the weekend, while her companion, a green girl of about five foot three, with long raven hair and startling golden topaz eyes, only half listened to her best friend and roommate's plans. Finally, she asked,
"Our usual table for lunch, Glinda? Or outside?" The blonde shook her head, stopping in the middle of the green.
"Can't today, Elphie. I have to get to work."
Her friend turned to her. "You got that job? Down at The Wilted Rose?" She nodded. "That's great, Glinda!" The two hugged, Glinda bouncing on the balls of her feet in excitement, before turning serious.
"Thanks. Are you going to be okay today? By yourself?" Elphie rolled her eyes.
"You forget, Glinda, this is me we're talking about. I'll be fine, Glin, don't worry."
"You sure?" Glinda asked, heading towards her work, before turning back to her friend, who was heading towards the cafeteria.
"Yes, Glinda! I'm sure." The blonde accepted it, and continued, before turning back.
"Elphie!" The green girl turned back.
"Yeah Glinda?"
"You could always have lunch with Fiyero!"
It was then that Fiyero looked up, on his way to the cafeteria from their Lit class. "Excuse me?" Elphie turned, and instantly, blushed.
"O... Oh hi, Fiyero." She bit her lip out of nervousness.
"Hi Elphaba." Then, he turned back to Glinda, ignoring the green girl.
"What do you mean 'Elphaba could always have lunch with Fiyero?'"
Glinda sighed, and came back to the two.
"You and Elphie could have lunch together when I can't make it." Glinda explained slowly.
"Well, what if we don't want to have lunch together?"
"I'm perfectly content to eat lunch alone!"
The two protested until Glinda held up a hand.
"All right, I get it, you don't want to eat lunch together."
"Of course not! If we do, people will think we're dating!" Elphaba cried.
"Maybe it'd be good for you two to start dating each other." Glinda suggested. Her friends' faces slowly turned from shock to disgust, and they looked at each other.
"Eww! Gross!" Both blanched, and quickly moved away from each other. Glinda rolled her eyes.
"Fine. Don't. I don't care. It was just a suggestion." Both glared at her. "Anyway, I gotta get to work. I'll see you guys later." And she disappeared, leaving Elphaba and Fiyero standing together in the middle of the green. Now that they were alone, Fiyero couldn't help stealing a glance at Glinda's roommate. She was fuming silently, hands on her hips, as she watched her best friend head off to work. Once her subject was gone, Elphaba turned, to see Fiyero staring at her.
"What?"
He shrugged.
"Nothing." He replied, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Elphaba, meanwhile, sighed and glanced at him, noting how he wasn't too happy about what Glinda had said. Well, neither was she.
"I can't believe she had the nerve to suggest-"
"I know." Fiyero interrupted, rolling his eyes. She sighed.
"She has no right to intervene in our lives." Elphaba said, turning to go. "Even if it is just lunch. That's still no right to intervene."
Both turned to go- and slammed into each other, tumbling to the ground, Elphaba on the ground with Fiyero on top of her. Their noses touched, and she found herself staring into his hazel eyes. Her breath was hot on his cheek, and he realized that their lips were nearly touching. The slightest movement left and he could...
He swallowed, and met her eyes.
"Sorry." He whispered, trying to calm his racing heart.
"It's okay." She replied, her eyes drifting down to his lips. All she had to do was lean forward...
He sprang to his feet, before holding out a hand to her as she sat up. She was at first hesitant to take his hand, but when she did, she felt butterflies erupt in her stomach. He pulled her to her feet, before heading to the cafeteria, both blushing furiously.