Fiyero dragged Elphaba along without a single thought of regret. She would be rude to him; she'd pay for it. He was in no mood to be insulted when all he'd wanted to do was make her happy.

Sure, he knew it was vain, unwanted, and showed that he might have not cared what Elphaba thought, felt, or did. But he was on a mission, and like Elphaba was before studying for a test, nothing was going to stop him.

She pouted and fidgeted and shivered against the cold, but all Fiyero did was give her his coat and continue to pull her along.

There was something erotic about holding Fiyero's hand. Something inside her warmed in an odd way. It fought to put a smile on her face, but her brain remained alert, so it stayed down. She tried to slip her hand out of his grasp.

"Elphaba, stop it." Fiyero said, turning and taking her other hand in his, he walked backwards and gently pulled her with him. "You're always pulling away from the people who care about you."

"You're pulling away from the last drip of respect I still have for you," Elphaba's eyes grew colder than the weather. "Let. Go."

But the prince just shook his head and grinned obnoxiously. It could be really fun to play with her, to get on her nerves. But the good thing about it was that he'd know when he went too far.

"People are watching," Elphaba whined. "I want to go someplace dark."

Several fantasies entered Fiyero's brain that weren't exactly G-rated. He shook his head to clear it, and tried to speak.

"Movie Theater?"

Elphaba looked up at the darkening sky in thought. "What's it like?"

"What's what like?"

"A movie theater."

Fiyero almost let out an audible gasp, but finally kept it inside his head. "Do you mean to tell me you've never been?"

"Don't act so surprised," Elphaba turned to him, eyes flashing. "Oh, wait." She smirked. "You would be surprised. You probably had a movie theater in your castle."

"Shut up."

Fiyero pulled a newspaper off a rack and looked through it for movies.

Elphaba was sort of surprised to see his eyes scanning the times and his eyebrows furrowed in thought. He looked…concentrated.

"We either see The Land's Dark Doom, The Life and Times of The Wizard of Oz, or The Little Sunshine Girl."

Elphaba stifled a laugh at the last one. "Let's see Dark Doom."

Fiyero's eyebrows rose. "You don't want to see the one on the wizard?"

"A biography on the wizard?" Elphaba laughed. "What do you take me for?"

"A really smart girl who idolizes the wizard. Remember the first day of school?" Fiyero himself even grinned at that one, knowing all too well Elphaba praised the wizard every second of the day. Or so it seemed. He realized he hadn't even begun to know who she was very well.

"Oh, well…" Elphaba shook her head. "What time is the movie?"

"So you really want to see it?"

"You think I don't?"

"You'd be scared."

"Try me." Elphaba crossed her arms, and then it was her turn to lead Fiyero through the streets to the theater.

Her jaw dropped when they came inside. The walls were higher than her house; the ceiling was arched and had beautiful designs all over it. Fiyero paid for the tickets, and on the way to get popcorn, Pfannee Teens stopped them.

"I remember you!" She smiled seductively and twirled a lock of brown hair around her finger. "I met you at a club last year." She walked over to Fiyero and looked him up and down. "You haven't changed, I see."

Elphaba felt her stomache swishing around the food she'd had an hour ago. The salad and steak were going to make an entrance. And the last thing she wanted to do was disgrace herself right on the floor.

Fiyero tightened his grip on Elphaba's hand.

"Is that…your girlfriend?" Pfannee's red lips pouted a little. "She's green."

Fiyero's grip loosened and he went over to where Pfannee was, letting Elphaba have her space. She saw him put his hands on her shoulders and her heart cracked in two.

Stupid. She was stupid! One date with Fiyero didn't mean anything. This was the most terrible feeling she ever felt.

Fiyero kept his voice level as he stared down the temptress.

"She's beautiful, and she's got a good heart," He almost screamed in disgust at the slow grin that came on Pfanne's face.

"Stop pretending. Come see a movie with me." She reached and undid his first button.

He instantly slapped her hand away, and stepped back. "Go away."

"Oh, stop it. You know you love me." Pfannee stepped forward and was suddenly blocked by a strong arm.

"May I?" A strong, salt-and peppered haired man kept Pfannee at bay.

The girl turned and glowered behind her shoulder as she left.

"Thanks Avaric."

"That is one persistent lady."

Fiyero laughed out loud and rubbed the back of his heated neck. "Yep."

Avaric playfully punched his arm and went to the arcade room.

Fiyero had met him when they were in junior high. They used to fight, but in the last couple years they had learned to find each other pretty cool.

Fiyero turned. "Sorry about—"

He drew back a little, surprised and not surprised to see that Elphaba was no longer there.

He huffed out a sigh, and darted outside. He could just see her through the crowds of people coming into the theater. She tore through them, soon to be a green speck in the distance if Fiyero didn't hurry.

He ran after her, pushing through the people, and finally got on to the clear sidewalk. He saw Elphaba cross the street, and cursed as he got a "Don't Walk" sign.

"Elphaba!" he called out. "Elphaba!"

She heard him. He knew she heard him. She refused to look in his direction, and kept walking, disappearing into the dark city.

His light changed, and he darted after where she set off too. She had just climbed into the carriage before he caught up and went in after her.

She immediately scooted away, her shoulder pressing into the window. Fiyero scooted himself close, his hip touching hers again.

"You know what? Let's skip the movie. I feel sick." He smiled at her, trying to pretend that she didn't just make him worry and almost lose all of his breath. His heart wilted when it was one she did not return.

"Hey, El…?"

She looked out the window and ignored him.

"Elphaba look at me." He turned her head and tilted her chin up, forcing her to look into his perfect blue eyes. "I didn't—I don't—I never like her. I was being stern. I wanted her to leave. Why couldn't you see that?"

"Because you went over, put your hands on her shoulders, and talked to her in a low voice. It looked like you'd be busy, and I didn't want to stay if she was going to join in." Her eyes caught her tears, but just barley. "I almost threw up. I almost—"

She crossed her arms as he released her, and looked down. "Nobody has ever respected me the way you do. Not even Nessa. If you were to romance me, or at least give me attention like that and then take it away…I would…"

But Fiyero didn't want to hear what she'd do, as he leaned forward and brushed his lips lightly against hers.

She leaned away right away, her heart thudding painfully in her chest.

"That was so you'd forgive me."

"Don't ever do that again." Elphaba glared.

Fiyero shrugged and smiled good-naturedly.

As the carriage went on, he reflected on how lucky he was that they weren't in a more intimate place.

Like, you know…someplace dark.