Fiyero's mother is kinda rude in this chapter, but don't worry she'll get better in later chapters.
Chapter 10
What would I give
To live where you are?
What would I pay
To stay here beside you?
What would I do to see you
Smiling at me?
Fiyero darted into Kara's room, fuming. If he knew his mother, and he did, she would not give him and Elphaba a long time to talk. Therefore, he had to make it fast, but how to tell Elphaba his plan, he wasn't sure. He had thought about it long and hard over the past few days, but he knew she wouldn't like it at all. But it was the only way.
"Where's Elphaba," he questioned his sister.
Kara glanced up from the book she was reading, and pointed to the closed bathroom door. "She's taking a bath." And though it was none of her business, she couldn't help but ask, "How come you didn't tell me the child is not yours?"
Fiyero glared at her. He should have known Elphaba would have told Kara. "That's because the child is mine."
"I think Elphaba would know who the father of her own baby is."
"She's just scared."
"I think you're lying."
He ignored the last comment. There was no point in lying to his sister. It's like she had some superpower and could tell when he was lying to her. He hated it. But then again he could always tell when she was lying. They were even. Sighing, he knocked on the bathroom door. "Fae," he spoke just loud enough for her to hear. "It's me. Can I come in?"
There was a long pause and then a simple, but very stern, "No."
He rolled his eyes. "But we need to talk."
"Can't this wait? I'm taking a bath."
Fiyero glanced over his shoulder nervously. His mother would come soon. "No. We have to talk now."
"Well, you're just going to have to wait," she told him, rather rude.
He couldn't wait for this. He just couldn't. "Fae, there are no locks on the doors, so on the count of three, I'm coming in," he warned. "One."
"You are sick," Kara mumbled.
He ignored her. "Two."
"Fiyero! No," Elphaba called from behind the door.
The anger in her voice was evident, but he ignored it. "Three." He opened the door with his eyes shut tight. He didn't want to hurt her in anyway, so he decided to go in with his eyes closed. Of course, he never would have opened the door in the first place, but he needed to talk to her before his mother did. "Fae?"
"Go away." She had said it so angrily it almost made him laugh.
Forgetting where he was, he opened his eyes. At first, he didn't see her, but then he caught a glimpse of her copper eyes just barely peeking over the edge of the tub. He chuckled at the sight of her surrounded by bubbles, and very causally he walked over and knelt at the tub's edge. "You like bubble baths?" he asked, trying to lighten the mood.
"Go away," was her only response. Desperately, she tried to press her breasts against the side of tub, so he couldn't see, but the damn baby bump prevented her from doing so. Instead, she angrily wrapped her arms around her. She wasn't sure why she was so angry. After all, she knew he wasn't going to hurt her in any way, but the fact that he was a man and she was naked scared her. She didn't like it one bit and she really wanted him to just leave.
"Come on, Fae. You know I'm not looking," he told her gently. Even if he tried to look he couldn't see anything. She was practically underwater. He froze at the thought of a naked Elphaba and how she was within touching distance. He blinked in an attempt to clear his mind, but failed miserably. "Besides, I need to talk to you."
"Now? Here?"
"Yes. Now. Here." He gave her a reassuring smile. "Please? I'll leave as soon as I'm done."
She let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine."
"Ok… before you get mad I want you to know that I did this for you."
Elphaba's eyebrows scrunched together and she eyed him suspiciously. "What did you do?"
"Well. I… I…" Suddenly, he was more afraid of her than his own parents. "I sort of…"
"Honestly, Fiyero. Just spit it out." Elphaba didn't care if she was being rude. He was evading her personal space and she wanted him out.
"I told my parents... thatthechildismine." He had said it so fast that the words came out slurred together, and Fiyero wondered if she had even understood him.
Elphaba blinked at him, and within seconds, disbelief, confusion, and anger played across her face. Her eyes were burning and Fiyero wondered if she was considering the option of killing him. "You what?"
"It was for you. For the baby."
"Why?" she hissed at him, disbelief sneaking into her voice. A thousand thoughts, emotions were running through her, but she couldn't seem to grasp just one.
"I think my parents will let you stay here longer –"
"But you told me they would welcome me with open arms."
He pressed his lips together and broke eye contact with her. "Look, Elphaba. Trust me. This will work out. It's for the better."
"No it's not," she told him curtly. "I can't put this on you and your family, Fiyero."
"Yes you can –"
"Fiyero, it's a baby!" she yelled at him. And in her anger, she completely forgot about covering herself up. Now, her hands gripped the tubs edge. It was the only thing preventing her from slapping Fiyero across the face. "It's not going to come out fully grown. You'll have to raise it. You'll be tired all the time. You won't have any free time."
Fiyero took her hand in his and forcefully, he looked her in the eyes. "The baby needs a father, Fae."
She wrenched her hand from his grip. "Fiyero, no –"
He grabbed her other hand. "Fae," he told her gently. "I want to do this. For you. For the baby. For us."
She dropped her eyes shyly. "Fiyero, I could never do that to you. You may say that now, but you can't promise me anything."
"Fae, yes I can." He smiled at her, but he could easily see that he wasn't getting through to her. Sighing, he squeezed her hand. "Look, my mom is going to be her soon. She's wants to make sure you and the baby are okay."
"What?"
"She's a Doctor," Fiyero assured her. "We can talk about this later, but for now just act like the child is mine. Okay?"
Somewhat reluctantly, Elphaba nodded her head. "Fine, but I may change my mind."
"We'll talk later." He opened his arms and she eyed them with disgust. He frowned. "Can I have a hug?"
"No."
He pouted and then before she could protest he quickly leaned in for one. He buried his head in her newly washed hair and it wasn't until his hands wrapped around her very wet, bare back was he aware that she had no clothes on. He blushed at the feeling of her body pressed firmly up against him. The only thing separating them was his shirt. Fiyero groaned inwardly.
And then faster than he could comprehend, Elphaba pulled away and submerged back into the water. He smiled in spite of himself and the blush on Elphaba's face only grew darker. She gave him a shy glance. "I got you wet."
He looked down and saw that the front of his shirt was blotched with water. "It'll dry," he shrugged. She gave him an odd look, almost as if she was trying to tell him something, but he couldn't make out what she was trying to say. "What?"
"Go away.'
Fiyero felt the heat rise to his cheeks and immediately, he shut his eyes. "Oh. Sorry. I…I'll… leave. Yeah, I'll leave." He spun around quickly, but by doing so, he somehow managed to knock over a bottle of lotion, make-up, and other various female products that were unknown to him off the counter. "Aw, crap." He mumbled angrily as he stumbled to pick everything up. "Don't tell Kara. She'll flip."
Elphaba let out an exasperated sigh. "Fiyero, you are the most–"
He cut her off, cursing in a different language Elphaba couldn't understand. "Ow!" he howled. As he stood up, his head had collided into the bottom of the bathroom sink. "Oz, that hurt." He clutched his throbbing head, and everything he had picked up scattered across the floor. Apparently, today wasn't his day.
Elphaba huffed. She could clearly see that he was not going anywhere. "I'm done. Just stay there and don't look," she told him sharply.
He hadn't been listening to her, but when he heard the splattering of water as she got out of the tub, he made sure his eyes were shut tight. It took all his power not to imagine the water running off her naked body. He squeezed his eyes closed even tighter in an attempt to clear his mind. It didn't work in the slightest bit, so he was thankful when Elphaba tapped him on the shoulder seconds later.
"You can open your eyes now."
He did. She was kneeling next to him and he gave her something between a smile and a frown. She was wearing something he assumed was his mother's, and although the purple dress was too small for her pregnant belly, she still looked beautiful. And before he could stop himself, his hand reached up and gently cupped her face. Her eyes darted around the room frantically and he knew he should pull back, but he couldn't find the strength to do it.
Elphaba lifted her eyes cautiously, and he saw that they were wide with disbelief. "You're bleeding. You must have scratched it on the corner of the sink," she told him, concern sneaking into her voice.
He hadn't heard her, for he was to busy eyeing her hand that was reaching up to touch his face. "Yeah. I must have scratched it, or something."
Her fingertips gently grazed across his cut, but as soon as she felt the rush of emotions beginning to pile at the bottom of her stomach, she pulled back. "We should…. Your parents are probably looking for you… me… us."
Fiyero reluctantly broke his spell and he suddenly found that he could breathe again. "Yeah. We should…" he trailed off as they both got off the bathroom floor. And being a perfect gentleman, he opened the door for her. "After you."
She chuckled, but abruptly stopped when she saw who was standing in the middle of Kara's room. She knew right away that it was Fiyero's mother. The woman held her head high, her gaze was sharp, and acted like she was worth millions. She had the look and attitude of a Queen, and it made Elphaba feel very uneasy.
"You must be Elphaba. I'm Elvira," the woman told her politely, but not polite enough to hold out her hand to be shook.
Elphaba silently wondered if Fiyero had warned his parents about her skin. Elvira didn't even acknowledge it. Elphaba forced out a smile. "It's nice to meet you."
Elvira didn't reply. Instead, she eyed Elphaba up and down, making sure that this girl was good enough for her son. And that's when she spotted Elphaba's damp hair and Fiyero's wet shirt. She eyed the two of them with suspicious eyes. "What were you two doing in there… alone?"
Fiyero mentally smacked himself. His mother really knew how to make people uncomfortable. "Where's Kara?" he quickly changed the subject, noticing that his sister was no where to be found.
"I told her to go help your father." Elvira smiled at them, and Elphaba knew that it was a fake. "Well, it seems that Fiyero wasn't lying."
"About what?"
Elvira didn't answer. Instead, she walked over to the couple and placed both of her hands on Elphaba's growing stomach. "When was your last doctor's appointment?"
Elphaba gave Fiyero a fearful look, and quickly he stepped between her and his mother. "Mom, Elphaba's tired. I'm sure you can give her an appointment tomorrow."
"She can speak for herself, Fiyero. Can't she?"
Fiyero glared. Why did his mother always have to make everything so complicated and frustrating. "Yes, but –"
"Fiyero, it's fine." Elphaba spoke up, finally finding her voice. "I am tired. Would it be alright if you did it some other time?" It was lie. Elphaba wasn't tired at all, and she had no intentions of letting Fiyero's mother poke her and other silly things doctors did.
Elvira gave them, yet, another false smile. "Alright then. I guess I should leave so you can get some rest. Your room will be next to Kara's. Do you mind sharing a bathroom with her?"
Elphaba shook her head. In her mind, she was lucky enough to have her own room. "No."
"Well, it was nice to meet you." She turned to leave, but stopped herself. "Oh, and Elphaba."
"Yes?"
"We sleep with the doors open." She eyed Elphaba's stomach, clearly making her point. Elvira saw the blush spreading across Elphaba's and Fiyero's face and she couldn't help but give them a real smile. And with those words said, she disappeared out the door.
Thanks to everyone (again) for suggesting baby names! I narrowed it down to the ones i really, really liked.
If Boy... Micah (Eowyn-Faith's Idea) Or Shea (GraniaMhaol's idea)
If Girl...
Lyra (TillItryIllNeverKnow's idea)
Kali (I still like this one, but is that to close to Kara?) OR
Lena (Like shortened form of Melena. Akasharogue's Idea)
What do you guys think?