Bro'mance

Chapter8

Secrets

AN: Hello everyone! How was your weekends? I hope you all had fun! Sorry for the late update, but yesterday didn't really a lot me much time to finish this chapter. Was it worth the wait? Well, you'll just have to see. Lol. Thank you all for staying with this story, and for the wonderful reviews! You guys rock! Huge Shout outs to elphiesglinda! Thank you for being the first to send in a review! BIG HUGS! Lol. Fae the Queen, hello! Thank you so much for the review! Oh just wait, Elphie's reaction is going to be interesting. Remember the table at the café…yeah. Lol, thanks so much for the review! TBlewis, thank you and big hugs to you for your wonderful review! And, I have no plans on stopping this fic, though at first I was a little stuck at how to proceed. This was originally supposed to be a one-shot, but decided to turn it into a story, without much of a plot thought out. Lol. Thank you again! L8lytwner, girl you are so awesome! Thank you for the review! And your review put a huge smile on my face. Thank you so much, and thanks again for the support. James Birdsong, thank you so much for your review! StuckInSouthstairs, seriously, can I dub that? I like that nickname Sieferaba! That's awesome! Thank you so much for the review! Your wickedly awesome! And a huge shout out and a warm welcome to Maddy-Fae. Thank you so much for your review. Receiving a review from you is like being given gold. Thank you very much.

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Dark chocolate flutter open and hard gasps slip past slender lips. Jerking up, her eyes dazedly scan her surroundings, her mind, foggy with sleep of a silent lullaby, playing softly within her consciousness beats an unheard crystal melody. A silver mist danced within her mind, skipping like a stone across her memories. The dream became cloaked in dew. Clenching her eyes, she tried to force her tired mind to lift the dew, the crystal fog from her consciousness.

Pain rippled within her skull, making her wince and her vision to blur. Her mind throbbed, and her body ached. A slender hand flew to her head, as she clenched her eyes against the raging sunlight. Gritting her teeth, she forced the pain to disperse, shatter like crystal glass, and fall away, back into the bowels of darkness.

Suddenly, it all came flooding back to her, the Ozdust, the party, the people, and the drinks, dancing on a mist of stars, and feeling like she was in heaven.

Fiyero

Her eyes snapped open. His name echoes within her mind, making her involuntarily wince. Her mouth agape, stared off into the distance. Her raven hair fell over her face darkening her appearance.

Fiyero walking up to Siefer, punching him, screaming and accusing him of stealing the love of his life.

Slowly, her hand rose, the tips of her fingers lithely touched the side of her face. Wincing, the pads of her fingers trailed up the majestic slope of her cheek bone, and up to her temple.

The punch!

A gasp slipped past her quivering lips. The hand touching her cheek slowly lowers to lithely touch her quivering lips.

Leaving the Ozdust, warm, strong arms wrapped protectively around her waist, leading her out into the ebony night, shimmering stars danced in the symphony of the night, the silver moon shined above, lighting a starlit path for the two.

Siefer

The man who found her in darkness, leading her back into the light, guiding her to a room filled with warmth. Clothes discarded to the floor, light kisses and tender caresses.

Slowly her hand fell away from her mouth. An ache, rippled across her heart, splintering it. His voice, echoed across the invisible plain of her mind.

A phantom, a ghostly image of Fiyero appears before her eyes. He stands tall, his feet spread. His eyes narrow as he points a finger straight at her heart, the other rests in a lose fist, against his side. He stands rigid, his stance cocked to the side.

You should be mine! Not his! You were meant to be with me!

"Fiyero" whispers Elphaba. Tears pool within her eyes, the echo of his voice lingers against her lips.

You. Should. Have. Been. Mine

Her fingers lithely brush against her lips; a ghost of a kiss, lingered, making her shiver.

She honestly didn't know what she was thinking. All she knew, was that his words had stopped her, her heart froze in her chest, her breath left her body and everything around her went completely numb.

You. Should. Have. Been. Mine!

Her lips trembled, and the tears she's tried to keep at bay, trickle down her cheeks, leaving dainty little scars; track marks of her pain, her anguish.

She watches in a daze, as Fiyero gently slides Galinda's slender fingers from his arm. Slowly, he steps up next to her and before she can move, he reaches out towards her.

Her body stiffens, feeling his hands pull her towards him. His scent overwhelms her senses, making her head spin and her heart to beat like a jackhammer within her chest.

She was about to scream, to punch him, and demand her release, but those words never escape her lips, for just as she was about to let loose her tirade, Fiyero's lips crash against hers.

Her body felt like, as if her soul had separated from her body and floated freely amongst the mist of stars and heaven's bliss. Her head swam, and her heart fluttered within her chest. The world slowed, the people faded away, and all there was, was her and Fiyero; two lonely souls, finding each other, and making each lonely fragment of a being, whole.

"Yero" whispers Elphaba, her voice cracking. She hated him, hated what he did to her, what he does to her. A simple touch, a look, a gentle caress sends her heart a flutter, and her skin to tingle.

Shaking her head, she tried to dispel the ache, throbbing within, to crack what was left of her already fractured heart, her soul. She couldn't take this. Not now, not when her heart was starting to heal, the fragmented pieces slowly mending, and fusing together.

A soft moan danced on the edge of a silent breeze, dancing around her. Her eyes flickered to the side, fear sparkling within.

Her breathe hitched in her throat at the sight of Siefer, laying on his side, naked, save for the twist of the sheets wrapped loosely around his waist. His dark mocha hair fell over his face, casting a crescent shadows to fall over his eyes. A goofy, lopsided smile on his face.

Gasping, her eyes drifted down to the elegant bowl of her lap. Her mouth flopped open in the air, words silent as the grave, slipped past her lips. She was in a bed, and not just any bed, but Siefer's! And, to top it all off, she was naked! Naked as a newborn babe!

Her hands flew to the covers. Clenching the Vinkun silk between her fingers; the silk pooled out between her knuckles. Roughly, she pulled them up to cover her bare chest.

The movement, though quick, stirred Siefer from his slumber. A wisp of air dispelled from his lips. His head lazily turned on the pillow, the sweep of his bangs fell in mocha waves over his forehead. An arm rose up and limply fell over his pillow, bent at the elbow, above his head.

"Five more minutes Ma" groans Siefer.

Elphaba could feel his legs shift beneath the blankets. And if it weren't for this extremely awkward situation, she would have found Siefer's sleep induced rant, adorable.

Stilling her emotions, Elphaba slowly leaned in closer to Siefer. Her hair fell over her shoulders in light, cascading waves. Gently, she tucked a few strands behind her ear, as she gazed back at the sleeping man, lying beside her.

Though strange, she couldn't help, but smile, as she gazed down at Siefer, fast asleep, twisted beneath the sheets. He looked so adorable, so innocent.

"Siefer" whispers Elphaba gently.

Oz her mouth was sore, and dry, yet another thing her aching, and exhausted brain was not ready to process.

"Hmm…come on Ma…its Saturday…no school" whines Siefer.

Sighing, Elphaba blew a stray strand of her raven hair from her face. Rolling her eyes, a goofy, mischievous smile crested along her lips. Leaning towards Siefer's slumbering form, she lowered her lips, until they were but an inch away from his ear.

Tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, she narrowed her eyes, before puckering her lips. Gently, she blew a soft breath to wisp past the sleeping man's ears, and ruffle his hair.

"Siefer" moans Elphaba softly, and in a seductive voice.

"Hmm" replies Siefer, a goofy smile, crests along his lips.

Giggling, Elphaba clamps a hand over her mouth.

Gaining control, she leans closer. Her sweetened breath once again brushes lithely over his ear, and cascades over his face. The same lopsided grin spreads across his lips as he shivers.

Unconsciously he turns. His arm rises up, and catching Elphaba off guard, wraps around her.

A yelp, slips past Elphaba's lips before she finds herself once again, pulled down to the bed, her nose bumping against his.

"Hmm cupcake" moans Siefer.

"Cupcake?" whispers Elphaba, a soft frown, flickers across her face.

Great…now I've officially earned a "nickname" worse that Elphie!

Shrugging, Elphaba curls her lips in a devilish grin. Wincing, she wiggles her arm free from beneath Siefer's grasp. Slowly, she reaches up towards Siefer's face. The tips of her fingers lithely brush against his cheek. The pads of her fingers trace the small pattern of diamonds going down his neck.

A wide grin spreads across her face, seeing Siefer shiver beneath her touch.

Oz, he was handsome. She thanked any deity who could hear an aberrations prayer, for this miracle. All her life, she had been told she would die alone, that no one within their right mind would want to marry a freak, an abomination like her. A monster, a murderess.

Sadness flickers within her eyes, remembering that horrendible night. The night when her mother's spirit flew away, and Nessa; a daughter born with pale, rose petal pink skin, was welcomed to this world with legs tangled beyond recognition.

Tears flooded her eyes an echo of pain shimmered within, and her heart clenched, remembering all that Nessa would be denied. A mother's lullaby, her soft caresses, and soothing hugs, and tender kisses to wash away the pain of a broken heart, a scraped knee, stricken with illness, her cooking.

Melena was an amazing cook, she could cook anything and it made your taste buds dance and sing in scintillation.

Since Nessa could remember, Elphaba had made sure to cook all the meals, all the food, there mother used to make, much to her sister's delight and her father's anger.

Frex rather forget the wife he lost, for the pain was too much. Too much for his weak heart to bare. After Melena passed, Frex closed his heart off. He became recluse, burying himself in his work. After all, since Melena and her family lineage were the true Eminent's to the Land of the Munchkin's, Frex had to rise in her stead, until the day when Nessa reached the proper age, to take over the Governship, then and only then, would he step down and disappear from the public eye.

He would still remain by her side, guiding her, but aside from that, he would remain cloaked in the shadows.

When Frex did leave his study, he would dote upon Nessa, showering her with Munchkinland's finest. Dresses made of silk and satin, jewelry of exquisite beauty, and shoes he would claim to be befitting for the next Governor of Munchkinland. The jeweled shoes were a testament of his proclamation, and the last gift he had bestowed upon Nessa, before leaving her into the capable hands of her sister.

It wasn't just the gifts, for Frex gave all of Melena's possessions to his precious daughter, claiming that's what Melena would have wanted.

Absently, Elphaba's fingers reached up and fingered the locket pendant; a necklace, the only possession of her mother's she managed to procure.

It was made of Gillikin ebony crystals, and a mix of Vinkun lace. The charm is a crescent rose made of ebony laid across a silver moon.

Her lips trembled, remembering the times she watched her mother put the necklace on.

Elphaba was two, and used to stand off to the side of her parents door, half hidden by the wall. Large, expressive chocolate eyes watched in awe, as Frex stood behind her mother, tenderly placing the necklace around her neck.

Clasping it he would lean down press a gentle kiss to the back of Melena's neck. Melena would turn, love sparkling within her eyes as she stared back at her husband. Tilting her head up, the two would share a loving kiss.

Elphaba would be lost, watching her parents interact. A secret ache throbbed within her heart, an echo, a prayer to find a love as pure as her parents.

Her moment shattered, hearing an irritated grunt. Heavy footsteps approached her. Her head snapped up, her large expressive eyes stared, and fear sparkled within at the hulking creature towering over her.

"Be gone you disgusting thing!" boomed her father's voice, making Elphaba tremble.

She would stand frozen, her mind willing her body to move, yet her small body just wouldn't obey. Paralyzed, she stood there, staring back at her father, tears shimmering within her eyes.

Rage, burning within his eyes, her father would roar back at her before raising a foot in the air. It took a split second, before a painful blow to her chest, sent the girl flying to the ground.

A squeak of pain slipped past Elphaba's lips. Weakly, she pulled herself off the floor. Her long ebony hair swept across the floor and over her bruised shoulder. Her eyes watched in fear, as her father glared back at her, before slamming the door shut.

Elphaba remained crumpled on the ground, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. Her entire body ached, her arm tingled, and a numbing sensation flowed from the tip of her shoulder, to the tips of her fingers.

Wincing Elphaba weakly rose to her feet. Wobbling, her hand reached across her small chest. Petite fingers curled around her injured arm. Yanking, she heard a pop, before agonizing pain, rippled down her arm.

Biting her lip, she crushed her eyes closed, willing the pain to shatter within the dark recess of her mind.

Once the pain dispersed, she awkwardly walked back to her room; a small portion of the attic, designated just for her. There, she would curl herself into the corner, and legs tucked against her chest, she would cry out her anguish.

Elphaba's eyes slowly lowered and stared back at the necklace, fingered delicately between her fingers. Tears swam within, remembering the day, when she procured it.

She was four, and her baby sister had just been born. The funeral had been held a couple days after. Elphaba had been forbidden to even attend the funeral.

When the family returned to Colwen Grounds, Elphaba was banished to the attic. Alone, she curled herself in the corner; her eyes stared off into the distance, as her head rested against the humps of her knees. Her tiny arms wrapped around her legs, holding them against her body, for comfort, for protection against her broken heart, she wasn't sure. All she did know was that she felt more alone than ever.

Her eyes shimmered, before raising her head up. Slowly, she unwound her arms from her legs. Rising, she silently crossed the room, and opening the door, she tiptoed down the long hallway to the one place where she knew, the pain in her heart, could be sated.

Slowly, tiny fingers reached up, and grasping the golden knob, turned it.

Her eyes widened, for there, sitting at the vanity, were her mother. She was dressed in a pale pink and white dress. The sleeves were gossamer white, showing off her shapely arms. Her beautiful raven hair was half pinned up, and her dark eyes stared sadly, back at her own reflection.

Elphaba held her breath, as her mother slowly laid the silver brush, clutched loosely within her fingers, down on the vanity. Slowly, she turned, till her angelic eyes stared warmly back at her.

"Mama?" whispers Elphaba brokenly.

"Come to me…my emerald beauty" whispers Melena.

"Mama!" cries Elphaba.

Tears blinded her, as she ran head long towards her mother, sitting before her, arms spread, a soft smile played on her delicate lips.

Crashing against her mother, Elphaba buried her tear-stained face against her mother's chest. Her small arms wound around her mother's waist and her entire body trembled as tears spilled from her eyes.

"Oh my little frog" whispers Melena softly.

A sob, slipped past Elphaba's lips, feeling her mother's warm arms, wrap around her small body. Her mother's scent, danced around her. The feel of the fabric of her dress, pressed against her cheek, as her mother leaned towards her.

Resting her cheek on the top of Elphaba's head, Melena held her trembling daughter close, a soft melody vibrated against her lips, stilling Elphaba's tears.

"Why did you have to go away Mommy?" cries Elphaba.

"I'm sorry my little frog…I didn't want to" whispers Melena.

"I miss you so much Mommy…I'm all alone now" cries Elphaba.

Turning, she presses a gentle kiss to the crown of Elphaba's head. Rising, her slender hands rise up and cup the sides of Elphaba's cheeks. Gently, she tilts Elphaba's head up, till her dark, chocolate eyes stared back at her.

"I'll always be with you my darling…always…I'll be watching over you…always" whispers Melena.

Gently, the hand cupping her cheek trails up to the top of her head. Slowly, her pale fingers run down Elphaba's raven hair.

"Please Mommy…please don't leave me. Father hates me and Nessa" cries Elphaba.

"Elphaba…you'll never be alone…as long as you believe" whispers Melena.

"Believe?" asks Elphaba.

"Yes my love…you must have faith…you must believe…and keep your heart open. For love is the cure" smiles Melena softly.

"Mommy…I" starts Elphaba.

Smiling, Melena presses a gentle finger against her daughter's lips. Her other hand reaches up, and brushes through her daughter's long, raven hair.

"You'll understand…when you're ready" smiles Melena.

"Mommy?" whispers Elphaba.

"When you're ready my darling…come and get it…seize it with all your heart, and never be afraid"

Elphaba watches, as her mother's head lifts up, her dark eyes stare off into the distance. Tears dance within her eyes. The Calling, she was being Called back.

A single tear spilled from her eye. Slowly, she turned her gaze back to her daughter.

"Take the locket…it's yours to have and own" replies Melena softly.

"Mommy?" asks Elphaba, fear strikes her heart, at the change of demeanor. Her mother's voice was almost fearful, yet tinged with sadness.

"I must go my darling" whispers Melena.

"No…no please don't leave me!" cries Elphaba. Instantly, her head crashes against her mother's chest, and her arms wind around her mother's waist.

"I must…I'm sorry" whispers Melena.

"Please don't go" pleads Elphaba.

"I'll always be with you…forever and into eternity" fades Melena's voice.

Elphaba's head snaps up. Her eyes flood with tears. She stands alone, in her parent's room. The small chair her mother sat in was neatly tucked beneath the vanity.

"Mommy" whispers Elphaba.

Her eyes lifted towards the vanity. The silver brush set, sat in the center of the crystal tray, undisturbed. A thin layer of dust could be seen over the brush set, and the bottles of perfume.

I'll always be with you…forever and into eternity

Slowly, Elphaba's eyes rose to stare at the gilded mirror. The tears had long since vanished. Now, only hope, a new found resolution sparkled within. A small smile, crested along her lips as she stared back, at her mirror image.

Her small fingers rose, and daintily touched the necklace, strung across her neck. The ebony locket, her mother's last earthly possession, sparkled in the sunlight.

"I promise Mommy…I love you" whispers Elphaba.

Her thoughts shatter feeling a hand cup her cheek. Her eyes fly open, and her breath hitches within her throat. Siefer's gentle sapphire eyes stared back at her, a soft smile on his lips.

"I'm sorry…did I scare you?" asks Siefer gently.

"Siefer" cries Elphaba.

Siefer stiffens as Elphaba crashes her head against his chest. Tears spill from her eyes, and her body trembles as violent sobs slip past her quivering lips.

"What's the matter my love?...What's wrong?" asks Siefer gently.

Shaking her head, Elphaba weakly winds a trembling arm around Siefer's neck.

His heart cracked, seeing his emerald angel, so broken before him. Gently, his arms wound protectively around her, holding her close, as he whispered soothing words back at the emerald witch.

After a few moments, the sobs subside. Her arms fall limp against his neck.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" asks Siefer softly.

Pulling back, Elphaba stared back into Siefer's eyes. Love and admiration, sparkled within his dazzling eyes. Her heart fluttered, mending the small cracks, the fissures made by a life time of pain and suffering.

A soft smile, slipped across her lips. Closing her eyes, she snuggled her head against his chest.

"Just a dream…it was just a dream" whispers Elphaba softly.

"A dream doesn't make you break down though? What's the matter El…please…tell me?" asks Siefer gently.

"Just hold me close, and never let me go" whispers Elphaba.

Sighing, Siefer wrapped his arms around Elphaba's slender waist. Pulling her against him, he held his angel, close. His fingers gently combed through her raven locks. Pulling back, he stares down at her.

Her eyes were closed, and her breathing had once again evened out. She was asleep once more.

Smiling, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, before resting his head back down on the pillow. His nose, lightly bumped against hers, as he stared at her, watching her sleep.

"If I had to choose, between breathing and loving you…I would use my last breath to say…I love you" whispers Siefer.

Shiz University sat empty, all the students remained either in bed, or were working on ridding their bodies of their infernal hangover. Only a small few, dared to leave their dorms, in search of food. A small few, walked the grounds without a care in the world; the lucky ones, who had not taken to the drink.

Galinda Upland was one of those girls. It was midday, when the blonde finally awoke from her alcohol-induced coma.

A pain filled groan, slipped past her lips, as she weakly lifted her head from beneath her pillow. Her eyes were groggy, and red rimmed. Her beautiful curls hung limp over her shoulders.

Wincing, she casted her eyes to the window. Small splints of sunlight filtered through the half drawn shades. Silently, the blonde cursed herself for not closing them the night before. Course, she could hardly remember how in Oz she even made it back to her dorm.

The last thing she remembered was Elphie and Siefer leaving the Ozdust, and…Fiyero.

Immediately, Galinda sat up. Course her body and her head scolded her later for such an abrupt action. Her eyes stared wide into the distance, as the memories of that night, came flooding back to her.

Slowly, she fell back onto her hunches, her heart ached, remembering how broken Fiyero looked, how desperate he was for an ounce of comfort. The feel of his arms wrapping tight around her body, as his body trembled, racked with sobs.

Falling to the sheets, Galinda stared absently up at the ceiling. A small smile, slipped past her lips, as she stared up at the sparkling stars. A spell, she, well, more appropriately Elphie, had done in recent months.

Galinda had always loved star gazing. And it was on a night when a terrible storm swept through Shiz, that Elphaba had enchanted the ceiling with real stars.

Galinda had crawled into bed with Elphaba, and the two snuggled close, looking at the stars, Elphaba holding her close, her arms tightening around her every time thunder clasped in the violent sky.

"Elphie" whispers Galinda.

Frowning, Galinda's fingers reached behind her. Grabbing her pillow, she hurled it towards her roommate's bed.

"Elphie…wake up!" snaps Galinda.

When silence followed, Galinda slowly turned her head towards Elphaba's bed. Her eyes widened, seeing her friends bed, made up neatly from the morning before.

"Elphie?"

Sitting up, Galinda's eyes stared back at the bed. The ebony comforter was pulled up to the edge of her emerald pillow, the sheets, tucked just beneath it.

She hadn't slept in her bed all night

A smile lit her face. Oh this was positively wonderful! Elphaba had slept the night at her boyfriends. Oh how scandalicious.

Giggling, Galinda fell on her back and kicking her feet in the air, took her only remaining pillow, and started to bounce it on the tops of her toes.

Last night couldn't have gone better. All the students welcomed Elphaba with open arms. Everyone wanted to talk to her, to get to know her. And she was most proud of her friend, the normally recluse Elphaba Thropp, actually opened up, and made an attempt at talking to these people Sometimes holding long conversations with a few.

Giggling, Galinda bounced her pillow against the tips of her toes, as she sang.

"La…la…la…la you'll be popular! Just not as popular as me!"

I can't lose her Glin…she's the love of my life

Galinda freezes, the pillow hits her toes, before teetering and falling over the edge of the bed. Her eyes stared wide at the ceiling, and her heart jackhammered within her chest.

Fiyero

Jumping up, she quickly dressed and applied her make up. Giving her reflection a last once over, she snatched up her keys, her cloak and bolted out the door.

Twirling her cloak over her shoulders, she made her way through the Courtyards of Shiz, with one destination in mind; Briscoe Hall.

The building was tall, made of light colored bricks. Thick vines of ivy crept along the walls. Blossoms of blue and frail purples shimmered in the sunlight. A large sign, above the stained glass doors read "Welcome to Briscoe Hall Male Dormitories.

Reaching the door, Galinda's fingers reached out and curled around the handle. Stilling, she turned to the left, then to the right. It would do no good for her to be caught, sneaking into the Male Dormitories, an act which could lead to suspension.

Turning to the doors, Galinda muttered a small chant beneath her breath. A soft click, and the door cracks open. Smiling she pulls the door open, and quickly, skips inside.

Quietly, she tip toed her way up the steps to the fourth floor. Reaching it, she made her way down the dark, oak wood hallway. The doors were the same color as the walls, with small hints of cherry. The name plates on the doors were gold, and the lettering was a dark ebony.

Half way down the hall, Galinda stops. Her eyes read the name plate fastened to the door.

Master Fiyero Tiggular.

Master Avaric Tenmeadows.

Closing her eyes, she stilled her racing heart. Closing her hands in a loose fist, she rose it up to the door, and knocked lightly.

A few minutes of silence followed. Frowning, Galinda raised her hand back up and knocked again, this time louder.

A crash and a string of curse words followed, making Galinda pale.

The door flew open, and a much disheveled Fiyero, stood at its threshold. His wheat hair fell over his eyes, darkening his appearance, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was pale and drawn. He was shirtless, and his pants were just barely hanging around his waist.

"Galinda…what in Oz are you doing here?" asks Fiyero gruffly.

"I came to see how you were doing?" replies Galinda.

"Oz Galinda…couldn't this have waited till later?" whines Fiyero as his hand rises up and clutches aching skull.

"It's one in the afternoon Fiyero!" snaps Galinda.

"Yes, and I just fell asleep" growls Fiyero.

"Fiyero…I…I need to speak to you…about Elphie" replies Galinda softly.

"Elphie…why what's wrong with her? Is she hurt?" asks Fiyero, fear sparkling within his eyes.

"No…no she's fine" soothes Galinda.

"Then why bother…she made it perfectly clear at the party that she wishes to have nothing to do with me" grumbles Fiyero.

"Fiyero…I know your hurting. But trying to close yourself off and losing yourself at the bottom of the bottle won't help" pleads Galinda.

"What else am I supposed to do Glin…she doesn't want me anywhere near her" growls Fiyero.

"She loves you Fiyero" whispers Galinda.

"No she doesn't" whispers Fiyero brokenly.

Growling, Galinda reaches out and grabs a hold of Fiyero's arm. Spinning him around, she glares back at him.

"Yes she does! I've seen it in her eyes. That night, at the Ozdust, love was sparkling within her eyes! She's just confused Fiyero…she's lost and she doesn't know where to go or whom to turn to. She's hurting too. But that night…before she was pulled away by Siefer…I saw it. A spark, a glimmer of love" replies Galinda.

"Siefer" growls Fiyero, instantly, his face darkens at the mention of his name.

"What is with you? Why does he bother you so much?" asks Galinda.

"Isn't it obvious?" asks Fiyero gruffly.

"This is beyond you hating him for dating Elphie…something else is going on here…and I want to know what!" snarls Galinda, as she stomps her foot for affect.

"Glin…not now" whines Fiyero.

"Fiyero…you need to speak with someone. This spiral of destruction is not good" daintily, she places her hand over Fiyero's heart. "We've been friends since childhood. You trusted me before…trust me now"

Fiyero stares back into Galinda's sparkling cerulean eyes. The anger ebbs away, and slowly, his body relaxes against her touch. A soft smile, tugs at the sides of his lips.

"Alright Glin…alright. I'll tell you what…meet me at the Wilted Thorn Bird at four okay?" asks Fiyero softly.

"You'll be there?" asks Galinda, eyeing him.

"I promise" smiles Fiyero.

"Very well Master Tiggular…four o'clock at the Wilted Thorn Bird…not a moment thereafter" sniffs Galinda, a mischievous smile on her lips.

"Till then" bows Fiyero.

Giving her one last smile, Fiyero gently closes the door.

For a few minutes, Galinda stands there, staring at the door, a small smile on her lips. Finally, Fiyero was opening up to her. And maybe, just maybe, she could find a way to fix this sordid love-affair between two lovers, both vying for the green girls heart.

Smiling, she starts to turn on her heels, when a low, seductive voice, floats through the air.

Stiffening, Galinda presses her ear to the door, and listens, the sound of movement, clothes crumpling to the floor and the squeak of a bed, soft moans, and gentle kisses.

"Who was that?"

"No one…go back to sleep"

Galinda's eyes widened in horror, and her mouth dropped open. Weakly, she stumbled away from the door. Her hand rose, and cupped her lips.

Hitting the wall, Galinda very slowly, slide down till her bottom touched the ground.

Fiyero…was in his room, with another girl in his bed. Oh Oz.