So here's chapter three. Warning: Major Fiyeraba fluff in this one. Yay! lol. Enjoy :)
"So imagine somebody you really like in the audience and just sing to them. Dosent matter who it is, but when I have to perform this kind of song, I find it helps." After school the next day, Liir was in the auditorium preparing for his glee club audition. Four pm, in his opinion, had rolled around all too soon. "I can try Mister Shuester, but I'm just worried." "What are you worried about?" asked Will, "there's gotta be someone you can imagine. You told me your dad showed you how he thought it should be done." Liir nodded and said, "yeah he showed me last night, he sang to my mom." "Ok, that would work,"
said Will, smiling. Then he asked, "why so nervous? You know the song." "Oh yeah," said Liir, "I should know it backwards by now. It's just I'm worried that I'm not gonna sound how the song is meant to, ya know?" "Liir, every artist is different.
You can have a hundred different singers singing the same song and during every performance, you'll always hear differences,
no matter how small they are, where that singer tries to make the song their own. I don't want to hear anyone else sing this right now besides you. Give me the Liir Tiggular version of Till I hear you sing." Liir nodded then, took a deep breath, and signaled to the pianist to start. When the music started, he closed his eyes and tried to picture how Fiyero had looked at Elphaba as he sang the night before. Such love in his eyes, such emotion. Then the image in his head changed and he started to sing.
The day starts, the day ends, time crawls by,
Night steals in, pacing the floor,
The moments creep, yet I can't bare to sleep,
till I hear you sing.
And weeks pass, and months pass,
seasons fly,
still you don't walk through the door,
and in a haze, I count the silent days,
till I hear you sing once more.
And sometimes, at night time, I dream that you are there,
but wake, holding nothing but the empty air.
And years come, and years go,
time runs dry, still I ache down to the core,
my broken soul can't be alive and whole,
till I hear you sing once more.
And music, your music, it teases at my ear,
I turn and it fades away,
and you're not here!
Let hopes pass, let dreams pass, let them die! Without you, what are they for?
I'll always feel no more than halfway real,
till I hear you sing, once more.
When the room fell silent, Liir opened his eyes to the sight of Mr Shuester, who he had almost forgotten was there, smiling up at him before he started clapping. "Liir, I don't even know what you had to be nervous about, that was great!" Liir smiled back and replied, "thanks Mr Shuester. You were right, it helped to use my imagination." Will stood up and walked toward the stage. "Well whatever you were picturing, it worked," he said. Liir jumped off the stage and back into the seats to grab his bag when he saw somebody standing in the door frame. He walked over when she waved. "That was amazing Liir," she said quietly, so not to disturb the next audition. "Thanks," he smiled, "and thanks so much for the help today." "No problem, glad I could help," came the whispered reply. "Can I walk you out?" he asked. "Sure, thanks." Liir tapped Mr. Shuester wordlessly on the shoulder and waved at him. He waved back and gave him the thumbs up as the two of them walked outside to the parking lot. "Well that's my ride," said Liir when he spotted Fiyero waiting for him. "Ok, so I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" "Yeah, I'll be here," said Liir as he walked to the car. "Text me later?" she asked. "Sure," said Liir, "I'll see you tomorrow." "Bye Liir." The last 2 words he said before climbing into the car were, "bye Mercadies."
With texts going back and forth from Friday after his audition and all through Saturday, Liir waited outside the movie theatre for Mercadies on Saturday afternoon. He had spent all morning panicking about what colour shirt to wear, he had tried on at least five. Finally, he had settled on his black one. It had been Fiyero's suggestion, because black, as he had put it, goes with anything. He had cleaned his teeth twice, run a comb through his hair at least three times and gotten Elphaba's opinion on which aftershave to wear, letting her sample each one before he had finaly left the house. Elphaba had brought him down to the theatre. The ride was quiet besides the radio and Liir being asked if he was ok, to which he had nodded. Then he had thanked Elphaba, and she told him she would be back to pick him up later, just to call home when they were done.
It would be easier when he could drive himself but until then, he was greatful that his parents were happy to play taxi for him.
"Liir!" He looked up from his phone at the sound of his name and smiled. "Hey, there you are." He smiled as he saw Mercadies and walked up to her. He didnt know how to properly greet her, this being his first serious date, besides a trip to pizza hut with a girl he had liked when he was 13. Mercadies took care of this however as she walked into him to hug him. He hugged back, grinning over her shoulder. "Nice sweater," he told her. "Thanks, my grandma lives in New York so she sends our christmas stuff early." When they had separated, Liir had offered her his arm and she took it, smiling as they walked. "It's not too early I guess," said Liir, "christmas is only next week." "That's true," said Mercadies, "I like Christmas. I get to see my family and we go to church. Plus, school finished yesterday, so that's two weeks away from reality. It's my favourite holiday." Liir had liked the enthusiasm in her smile as she told him about christmas. How her mom would cook, how she saw all her cousins and how everyone went to church on christmas day, even if it didnt fall on a Sunday. "Dad tries to help every year but he usually gets thrown out of the kitchen by my mom and her sisters. So, what do your family do at christmas?" As they walked away from the booth with theire tickets, Liir took Mercadies' arm again and said, "well, since I was little, we've always had this tradition in my family where my dad gives both me and my mom a gift to open on christmas eve. I've always been greatful that he kept that one alive. My grandparents used to do the same when my dad was growing up." "That's nice," smiled Mercadies.
The trailers started playing through then. Too busy looking at his date, Liir never paid attention to a single one of them.
"Elphaba, if he doesn't like you then why would he ask you?" "I don't know, maybe to get deeper under my skin." Glinda rolled her eyes as she answerd her daughter, "you almost broke his nose last week and he still asked you. He must like you." "Or maybe he's just a complete dolt," replied Elphaba, "momma, I don't want to go with Cassius, I want to go with Sebastian." "Averic's boy?" interrupted Boq, "Elphaba I dont know about that. I knew Averic when he was at school and if Sebastian is anything like his father, Lurlinemas eve will not go well for you. Besides, has Sebastian even asked you to go?" Elphaba flushed, suddenly fascinated by her own shoes as she wordlessly shook her head. "Sweetheart," said Boq, "I really think you would have a better night with Cassius. I know he can be a pain but at least he's a gentleman." Elphaba looked from Glinda to Boq. "Well, I guess momma has a point. I did almost break Cassius' nose last week and he's still asked me to the lurlinemas ball. But what if it's a prank? I told you what he said last week." Glinda nodded, "I know, and I know that wasn't nice, but Doctor Dillamond scolded him and he came and apologised. He came to your room and waited until me and papa showed up. He even called me your goodness." "Everybody calls you your goodness besides me and papa," said Elphaba, rolling her eyes. Then she sighed. "Well, the ball is tomorrow so I guess if I go with Cassius at least I have a date." Boq looked releived and Glinda smiled, knowing her daughter would make the right choice. She was old enough now to make up her own mind. "Momma, papa, may I go see Cassius to accept his invitation?" "Of course," smiled Glinda. Elphaba kissed them both on the cheek and went to Cassius' room. Usualy parents werent allowed on campus but Doctor Dillamond always made an acception for Boq and Glinda. Glinda now being ruler of all Oz,
he couldnt very well refuse. When she got to his room, Elphaba knocked on the door and Cassius' face lit up when he saw who it was. "Why Miss Elphaba, what a nice surprise," he said politley. She smiled softly and said, "Cassius, I would like to accept your invitation to go to the lurlinemas ball. If it's still open of course." "Of course it is," said Cassius, smile growing, "I would be honered to have someone as beautiful as you on my arm tomorrow night." Elphaba flushed as he continued, "I also wanted to explain about last week. You didn't let me finish what I was going to say." Elphaba looked up at him and said, "let you finish?" Cassius nodded, "yes. I was going to go on to say what kind of parent would name their daughter after someone who had such a terrible reputation, when said daughter was so perfect?" Heat rose to Elphaba's cheeks now as she smiled. "Thankyou," she said, "and I'm sorry I was so irrational last week. I can get pretty defensive of my namesake." "I noticed," said Cassius, but his tone wasnt harsh or offended in any way. Then he went on, "and I think it's wonderful how passionate you are, and how head strong. When you set your mind on something, you go after what you want with all your heart. That is one of the things I love about you." They stared at each other for a moment before Cassius decided to break the silence. "So, tomorrow. I'll come to pick you up around eight?" Elphaba nodded. "That's fine," she told him. She turned to leave just as she heared her name. "Elphaba?" "Yes?" she asked, turning to face him again. He stooped down into the room and picked something up. "Could I ask you to wear this tomorrow night? It's your lurlinemas gift." She took it, smiling and said, "thank you Cassius." He smiled back and closed his door softly as she walked away. Then she had said goodnight to her parents, who always followed the rules of leaving at night. Boq and Glinda were pretty good, not coming to the school unless Elphaba asked them to, which, now that she was 17, wasn't all that often. Just because she was blond, she didnt want everyone to think that when ever she was in trouble she would run to momma and papa. Oz knew she was fully capable of taking care of herself.
Elphaba woke up on lurlinemas eve smiling as she thought about that night. School had officially finished and usually, she would already be home this late in the year. But this year, students had been given the chance to stay at Shiz until the day of the ball, and would go home when it was over. Lurlinemas eve flew by for Elphaba in a rush of breakfast, snowball fights, building lurlinemas trees made out of snow, and reading before the sun set and she had to get ready for the ball. After her bath, Elphaba brushed out her hair and waited for it to dry. Then, she put on her dress and brushed it out again, her blond locks cascading over her shoulders. Her dress she had borrowed from her mother. It was a simple yellow frock that had been Glinda-fied with glitter and sequins. Elphaba looked in the mirror to check her appearance before she strapped on her shoes.
Then, she crossed the room and pulled out Cassius' gift. She gasped softly as she pulled out the most beautiful green shawl. She held it up to the light to see green and silver shimmers run through the material. Then she wrapped it around her shoulders and noticed the gold clasp. She clipped it together just as the soft knock came upon her door. Cassius smiled as he noticed she was wearing his gift, as requested. "You look very handsome tonight," said Elphaba as she took in Cassius' tunic of green and gold. Borrowed from his father, captain of the gaurd of the Gale force. He nodded in appreciation as they came out of the room and she locked the door. He offered his arm, which she took, and said smiling, "why Miss Elphaba. You look positivley emerald." Smiling, she reached up to kiss his cheek. He flushed. "Why thank you Master Cassius," she replied. As they walked toward the music, Elphaba had a feeling tonight would be wonderful.
Liir woke up on christmas day to the sound of his phone buzzing. He rolled over and rubbed his eyes before he groggily picked it up. "Damn," he mumbled to himself, "forgot to turn it off." With most of the sleep rubbed out of his eyes, he picked up his phone and scrunched his eyes up at the bright screen. Then he got used to the light saw a text, smiling as he saw Mercadies' number and read
Hey. Sorry it's so early, I just wanted to say merry christmas. M xx
More awake now, he hit reply and thought of what to say. Merry christmas was obvious, seeing as how it was December 25th, but that's not all he wanted to say. He wanted to let her know he liked her, but he didnt know how. He didn't want to make her think that he was coming on too strong, he had only known her a little over a week. He had wanted to tell her at the weekend, but he decided against it, knowing that the more he waited to tell her, the less chance he had of scaring her away. That was the last thing he wanted. So now, thinking of what to say to try and sum up how he felt, he typed
Merry christmas beautiful xx
Smiling as he hit send, he put his phone back on the table and rolled over. Then he looked over at his clock. It was only 7am. As he drifted back to sleep, he figured his parents wouldn't be awake for at least another two hours. Down the hall, he was half right. His parents were awake, but had no intention of going anywhere yet. Elphaba snuggled into Fiyero's side when she saw he was awake. He smiled down at her and said, "good morning. Happy lurlinemas my beautiful one." She smiled back at him but something was out of place in her expression as she replied, "happy lurinemas my love." Fiyero looked at her for a moment as she propped herself up on her elbow. "What's wrong?" he asked, "something doesn't seem right about that smile that's usually always so beautiful." She sighed and asked, "'Yero, must you always insist on calling me that?" He rolled his eyes then, knowing what was on her mind. "Yes, because you are," he said, and leaned down to kiss her before she could protest, "and I will not have any one saying otherwise. Not even you." When they separated, she said, "I know I'm not but trust me, I wish that I could be for you." He kissed her softly again and then said, "excuse me, that is my wife you're talking about." She smiled sadly and scruffed up his hair. "My apologies Mr Tiggular," she said, her smile changing slightly. Fiyero kissed her nose and replied, "not a problem Mrs Tiggular, just don't do it again." Elphaba lie back down then and laid her head on Fiyero's shoulder. He let his fingers absent mindedly comb through her hair as he stared off into space. Little did he know an idea was now starting to form in Elphaba's mind. "And what if I do?" she asked him, and he looked down at her again. "Say anything about my wife not being beautiful?" he asked. She nodded in response and he continued, "well if anyone ever says she's not beautiful, that would be wicked and untrue. And you of all people know that wickedness must be punished." He was very good at keeping a solem expression through out everything he said, even though they both knew that being serious was the last thing on either of their minds. Elphaba smiled then as his finger nails began to softly trace the back of her neck under her hair. Then he leaned his head down, moved her hair and left a trail of kisses starting just behind her ear, comming softly down her jawline and then down the side of her neck, finishing where Elphaba's neck met her shoulder, only to kiss back up and start over. Elphaba giggled as he kissed his way up to a sensitive spot. He smiled widely as he noticed her reaction. "Hit a spot my love?" he teased as he softly blew direcctly on to the nape of her neck. Her stomach flipped over. She did love it so when he would tease her. He knew it too, and moments like these were the perfect time to do just that. Elphaba moved down on to his chest then and Fiyero shifted slightly so he could get better access. Her shoulders scrunched up and he softly drew his finger nails around her neck and softly down her spine. She grinned into his chest and playfully whined, "don't tease." He looked down at her and raised his eye brows. "What?" she asked. "Now tell me that again without smiling please," he grinned. She bit her lip and her head was promptly buried back into his chest as she blushed a deep emerald. He laughed softly and stroked her hair on the way to causing her to moan softly as he teased her shoulders and neck. "So how do people get punished if they tell you your wife is not beautiful?" Asked Elphaba when she brought her head back up. He looked her in the eye then and said very seriously, "oh it's horrible. It is the most horrific torture one human can force another to endure. Some would say it's almost inhumane." She gasped as she felt his hand slide down her side and come to rest on her hip. Realization dawned on her face then and she tried to squirm away from him. But that's when his arms wrapped around her waist and he held her tight. "Don't you dare," she warned, trying hard not to laugh. His face broke into a grin before he said, "tell me you're beautiful, and I won't have to." She whimpered softly as his fingers bent up on her hip. "You know I will," he teased, starting to move his fingers. She did too. She squirmed as his fingers moved softly over her hip. "Ok I'll make you a deal," she said, all too aware of his fingers. "I'm listening,"
he told her. "If I tell you what you want to hear, you go back to tickling my neck, my shoulders and my back like you're so good at and you will kindly stay away from my sides, hips or any part of my ribcage." He chuckled softly and leaned in to kiss her. "Deal," he said, "but please, ladies first." She bit her lip and breathed in deep before she looked him in the eye and said, "ok, I'm beautiful." His smile grew as he kissed her again and said, "yes, yes you are. Now turn over please." She gladly rolled over so her back was to him so he could resume his teasing. "That's nice," she sighed, "I told you you were good at that." He leaned down and kissed her head and replied, "why thank you, I always was good with my hands." He leaned down so his lips were at her ear and softly whispered, "apparently." Elphaba felt a slight blush come to her cheeks then and said softly, "no comment." He chuckled again and drew figure eights softly over her back.
Goosebumps raised on her skin and she shivered in pleasure and moaned softly when ever he would draw over a sensitive spot.
He gently moved her hair over her shoulder so he could reach every part of her. She relaxed after five minutes or so, deeply adoring her husband's touch, and she curled into him. She sighed happily and said, "I love you 'Yero my hero." He kissed the top of her head and his heart melted at his favourite phrase as he replied, "I love you too my beautiful Fae." His beautiful Fae. Well, when he put it like that, who was she to argue?
"Liir, are you up yet?" Two hours had passed and Elphaba was now fully awake. "Yeah I'll be right down mom!" he called from his room, "happy lurlinemas!" Elphaba smiled at that and called, "happy lurlinemas son!" She went back into the living room then and walked to the couch, where Fiyero promptly pulled her into his lap. "He'll be right down," said Elphaba. "Good,"
said Fiyero, "I want to be sure he likes his gift." Liir came in then and went to the couch. "Happy lurlinemas son," said Fiyero, smiling up at him. "Happy lurlinemas dad," said Liir, and went to get something from under the tree. Then he handed an envolope to Fiyero. "Here dad," he said as he took his gift. "Thanks son," said Fiyero, and opened his gift. Inside was a christmas card, and inside that was a slip of paper with some writing. Fiyero smiled and asked, "tango lessons?" "Yeah, for you and mom," said Liir, "I figured it would be nice for you two to have something to do together." Elphaba leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Thanks Liir, that's a very sweet idea," she told him, and Fiyero nodded in agreement and added, "thanks son, this is great." Liir smiled at them both and said, "no problem," as he dived back under the christmas tree. "Here mom, this is for you," he said, handing Elphaba a package. She looked surprised as she took it and said, "I thought dad and I would share this one." Liir nodded, "you can, but this is just so you would have something to open too." "Oh you didn't need to worry about that," she told him as she opened her gift. "Oooh this is pretty," she told him, "look 'Yero."
She held up a pink sweater. "That's nice," said Fiyero. Elphaba brushed her fingers over the sweater. "Oh Liir the material is beautiful. Thank you sweetheart." He smiled and told her, "would you wear it to dinner later?" "Why darling?" she asked as Fiyero gently sat her down and went to get Liir's gift. "I just figured it would look nice on you," he said, "plus you always did say that pink goes good with green." Elphaba pulled him into a hug and kissed the top of his head. "Of course I will," she told him. Fiyero came over then and handed Liir his gift. "Here you go son," he said, "from mom and I." Liir sat up on the couch beside Elphaba and pulled the paper off his gift. "No way! Tickets to The Addam's family musical? This is awesome!" Exclaimed Liir, "thanks mom, thanks dad." His parents smiled and Elphaba said, "you're welcome son. We know you wanted to go. And there's two, so if you want to take somebody with you, you can." Liir grinned, knowing exactly who he would invite. "Who's hungry?" asked Fiyero. Both Liir and Elphaba rose there hands and Fiyero chuckled and went to the kitchen.
When breakfast was over, Fiyero washed the dishes while Elphaba got dinner ready. Liir went upstairs to check his phone.
Nothing was on it, so he figured Mercadies was busy with her own family. That was fine, he would call her later and invite her to come to the theatre. Just before school finished, Kurt had been kind enough to buy Liir a christmas present. He went and got it now and came back to his bed to pull off the paper. He smiled when he found a figure of a woman in the back of a boat, with a man rowing her at the front. On closer inspection, he could see the man was wearing a black cape and a white mask that only covered half of his face. It was a figure from "The phantom of the opera," where the phantom himself rowed Christine down the lake. Liir grabbed his phone and texted Kurt to thank him, and wish him a merry christmas. He sent back a smilie face and told Liir merry christmas back. Christmas, Lurlinemas, whatever you called it, thought Liir, this year's was turning out to be a pretty good one.
Broadway star- You're here!
Ozinan stud- I told you I would be
Broadway star- You know me, I worry. How's it going over there?
Ozian stud- Yeah it's good, she's almost out
Broadway star- Good. How is she?
Ozian stud- Still seething, nice and willing to help us destroy the Tiggulars
Broadway star- Good. Oz knows they deserve it, especialy the mother
Ozian stud- I miss you. I can't wait to see you again
Broadway star- I miss you too. You'll come to Ohio after Lurlinemas?
Ozian stud- Don't worry, it's all in hand
Broadway star- That's good. How goes the distraction?
Ozian stud- It's not bad. She went to the ball with Cassius, but that was before I could ask her
Broadway star- Well work on it some more so you can come back to Ohio
Ozian stud- I'll show an interest when we get back to school. I'll have her drooling by the st Valentines ball
Broadway star- Don't forget all the romance tips I gave you
Ozian stud- Relax, there saved on the laptop. Oz it's a miricale I even have a connection here
Broadway star- Are you in the woods again?
Ozian stud- Yes. I don't know how it works but it does, so I'm not complaining
Broadway star- No me either. I have to sabotage Liir's relationship
Ozian stud- Tiggular's dating? Who?
Broadway star- This girl in glee club, her name is Mercadies
Ozian stud- He works fast, I'll give him that. You're going to need to fall a little harder for his charms
Broadway star- I'm working something out for when we get back to school
Ozian stud- Make it good
Broadway star- I'm so happy we can work together so well
Ozian stud- Don't we just? Ok, you work on Liir and I'll work on Elphaba. We'll talk again soon
Broadway star- Miss you Ozian stud-
I miss you too, I'll see you soon
Broadway star- Happy Lurlinemas
Ozian stud- Happy Lurlinemas evil female version of me
Broadway star- lol, evil version, like my twin brother isn't evil enough all by himself
Ozian stud- lol. I love you x
Broadway star- I love you too xx
"Rachel! Lunch is ready!" "Coming daddy!"
As the next week went by, Liir and Mercadies had been texting and calling each other a lot. When new year's eve rolled around, Liir had casually asked what she was doing. She said she would be staying up for the count down to midnight like she always did. Then Liir had gotten an idea and a twinkle in his eye. He hadn't said anything, just finished the conversation. He wanted it to be a surprise. She had agreed to go to the theatre with him, which needless to say, he was very pleased about. He was writing a list of the things he would need for new year's when Elphaba knocked on his door. "What's up mom?"
he asked, going to open his door. "Dinner's ready," she said. "Ok, I'll be right down," he told her. She smiled and went back downstairs. He put his list away then and went to wash up. While he was washing his hands, he thought about girls, Mercadies in particular, and about how they liked to be treated, romanced. He wasn't bad at the mushy stuff but he needed advice from a real expert. For advice on how to be a real romantic, he needed... "Dad? Can I ask you some stuff?"
Fiyero looked up from the sink where he was washing the dishes and Liir was drying. "Sure son, what's up?" he asked. Liir thought about how to word his question, then he said, "how can I be romantic?" Fiyero smiled and asked, "Mercadies?" His son nodded and said, "you noticed huh?" "Only because you two have conversations that last about six months at a time," teased Fiyero. Then he said, "define romance. What does being romantic conjure up in your head when you think of the word?" Liir thought about this and frowned. "A bunch of cliches," he said, "but Mercadies is worth so much more than that. How do you do it dad, how do you make mom sigh like that? How do you make her so happy?" His father picked up another plate to hand to him to dry and said, "it's just practise son. I know what your mother likes when it comes to that kind of thing. So, somehow, you need to find out what Mercadies likes." Liir nodded as he dried the plate, thinking of how to ask her. "Compliments help," said Fiyero with his hands under the water, "and voulenteering to do the dishes once in a while doesn't hurt either. For example, your mom is just about to come out here and ask if I would take out the trash." Right on cue, Elphaba entered the kitchen. "Watch and learn son," he whispered before turning to his wife. "There's the love of my life," he said and Elphaba smiled and asked, "would you mind taking out the trash please? Either one of you?" "I'll get that," said Fiyero, drying his hands on Liir's dish towel. "Thanks honey," said Elphaba. "Anything for my emerald angel," replied Fiyero, kissing the back of her hand. As she left the kitchen smiling, Liir rolled his eyes. "Don't look like that," said Fiyero, "corny is good sometimes." Liir smiled and shook his head, leaving Fiyero to take out the trash.
