Chapter 52.
Rifiuto: Non Miriena
Elements in 51? the bath Fiyero gives Elphaba to calm her
Based on? the ice bath Collin recieves to soothe his sore legs
Book and author? The Secret Garden by Frances Hodens Burnett
Elements in 52?
Question: why on earth would fiyero think it would be good for elphaba to room with glinda?
Answer: there's a method to my madness, don't worry, it will be explained....
Question: in what world would it be a good idea for her to share a room with a girl who hates her? how could that be good for her?
Answer: he was thinking that it would do her good to be with someone different... he was thinking along the lines of Elphaba's temper and since she hates Glinda so much, that maybe she could seek revenge on the 'cupcake' by rooming with her and making her blonde life a living hell... also to see if she could control her temper with someone like Glinda around...remember, Elphaba's only been around Fiyero and the rest of the household of Kiamo Ko, so he knows how to handle her temper; she's never been around other people since her marriage, and so she's basically like a child that's been kept in a plastic bubble most of her life- she doesn't really know how to socialize with others.
Question: and they can't share a room even though they're married?
Answer: that answer will come in this chapter and in later chapters....
Thanks to StuckInSouthstairs for reviewing 35, 37, 40, 42, 46, 47 and 50, and lizziemagic for reviewing 51.
Elphaba awoke slowly the next morning, to the feel of fingers running through her hair. A heartbeat sounded in her ear, and she slowly lifted her head.
"Morning, Dove."
"Morning, Yero." She replied softly. Then, she leaned forward, stealing a gentle kiss before returning to her position on his chest. She sighed in contentment. "This is nice."
He nodded.
"I don't see why Madame Morrible won't allow us to live together. I mean, I can understand not allowing the other students to live together, but we...we're married for Oz's sake! We've been living together for years! We've shared a bed since our wedding night...what does she think we're going to do that's so bad?"
"This?" He said, shifting her so that she lay beside him. Then, he lay on his side, facing her.
"But....this...isn't bad. It's...it's wonderful and beautiful and passionate and filling and....healing." She replied.
"Healing? Fae, sex won't heal your eyes." He said, speaking what she'd spoken two years earlier. She glared at him.
"I know that. And it's not sex, it's--"
"Sex is sex, Fae. It's the act of two people coming together by entrance of one into the other. It doesn't matter what you call it, it's all the same. A man will enter a woman the same way a child will leave the womb; one just brings pleasure while the other brings pain. And once you think about it, the one brings pain as well as pleasure, with the breaking of the hyem, which, once broken, gives access to the vaginal area--"
"--once broken, gives access to the vaginal area--" She joined in, rolling her eyes. "I know Yero! But...but this is..." She flopped onto her back, covering her face with her hands as she let out a muffled screech. "I don't know how to explain it! It's...it's....making love with you is....making love to you is.... having you make love to me is...." She trailed off, covering her face with her hands again and screeching in frustration. He chuckled softly.
"I know what you mean, Dove. It's....completion."
She removed her hands from her face and turned to him.
"Yes! Absolute completion! Oh Yero! You're a genius!" She cried, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him; the simple action caused him to topple onto his back.
"All right....I don't see how but....I'll go with it...." He replied, sheepishly. She giggled, kissing him again. They broke apart again, and gently, Elphaba ran her fingers over his features, before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. His arms tightened around her waist, and they switched places. When they broke the kiss, she whispered,
"Make love to me, my prince." He kissed her softly.
"With pleasure, my princess."
Neither saw the storm coming their way.
Madame Morrible marched down the third floor hallway of Briscoe. She stopped at Dorm 1995, and grabbed the door handle.
Locked.
Sometime, during the night, Fiyero had locked the door.
So, she grabbed the key ring from her pocket, found the key, and slid it into the lock. Once it was unlocked, she grabbed the knob and turned, throwing the door open. The sound of the door slamming against the opposite wall caused the young couple to break apart. They turned, Madame Morrible stood in the doorway, students standing in the hallway, watching.
"What is going on in here?"
Fiyero and Elphaba sat up, pulling the blankets tight around them.
"Yero, who-"
"Madame, wh...what brings you here?" He asked, nervous.
"I could ask the same of your wife, Master Tiggular." She replied, anger in her voice. Elphaba snuggled into him, the blanket tight against her chest.
"Yero-"
He glanced down at her.
"Hush." Then, he turned back to Madame Morrible. "We..." He sighed.
"I want the truth, Master Tiggular. Don't you dare spin me lies!"
"Or you'll what?" Elphaba snapped.
"Fae, hush!" He whispered, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to calm her. "All right, we....Fae...Elphaba showed up here last night upset about something. And...instead of having her go back to her dorm in that state, I let her stay here. Is that such a crime?"
"Yes. It is."
"How is it?" Elphaba demanded.
"Hush!"
"Yero!"
"Shh."
"Get dressed. Both of you. We'll talk after." She then closed the door, allowing the couple to hurriedly get dressed. Once they were, she came back inside, to see the couple sitting together on the bed, hands laced. She marched over, grabbed Elphaba's arm, and forced both her and Fiyero out of the dorm. She marched them both to her office, and would have had the conversation there privately, if Elphaba hadn't stopped in the middle of the Shiz green and refused to go another step.
"What did we do that was so wrong?" She demanded, arms crossed over her chest.
"By allowing her in here, you're setting a bad example for the other students. By sleeping in the same bed, you're inferring that it's all right to sleep together. And catching you both in the act of......of...."
"Making love?" Elphaba supplied.
"fornication is giving the other students an excuse to do the same! It's disgusting and vulgar and is forbidden at this school!" Morrible cried.
"You make it sound so...dirty!" Elphaba snapped. "And it's not! It's...beautiful and....and passionate and...and filling and...wonderful...and...and complete! It's pleasure! It's knowing that you and another person, someone you love with your whole heart and soul, are coming together, two souls in one body. Even for a brief period of time, you're not two people, you're one person. ONE PERSON! You're hearts beat the same, your breathing matches, and your souls connect in a way that...is beyond earthly limitations!"
Elphaba didn't notice or care that the whole school had come out at the commotion. Including Milla, Glinda, and her posse, who stood gathered near Crage Hall.
"What's happening?" Milla asked.
"The frog princess and her prince got caught sleeping together!" ShenShen cried. "Maybe they'll get kicked out of Shiz!"
Milla glared at her.
"What you two did is--"
"Is gorgeous and wonderful and meant to be cherished! It's something that married couples do to feel and live as one, if only for a few moments. And when you collapse in your love's arms, when you feel his arms around you, and hear his heart beating in your ear, it's heaven. Absolute heaven. When...when you feel him inside you...filling you and making you whole....it's... it's more than just sex. It's love. Pure and utter love. It's something that people can't take away. The feeling of living in one body, the sense of...of fitting perfectly together. Of...of bringing about absolute....bliss."
Fiyero attempted to intervene, but Elphaba seemed to be handling the situation; Morrible was nearly transparent with embarassment. Of course she was handling it- her love, her heart, her soul had been threatened.
"It's vulgar and dirty, Miss Elphaba, and I'd think someone with your...disfigurements...would understand exactly what it means to be vulgar."
Elphaba was stunned.
"How dare you! If anyone- anyone- anyone is vulgar, it's you!"
"Yero, don't! I can take of myself!" She cried, grabbing his arm to calm him. "It's always the same, with civilized people- they think they're better than everyone else, when they're really just as uncivilized. They won't accept what's different."
"And what would you know about civilization, you...savage Winkies!" Madame Morrible snapped. The whole school seemed to gasp in shock.
"Excuse me?"
"Yero, don't."
"Winkies? Winkies? My people were cultivating land before yours were even around. Our roots run deeper in Oz than yours ever will. Just because we choose to live in tribes and villages, doesn't mean we aren't civilized. We aren't industrialized. We just choose to live a different life style to yours. There's nothing savage about us, you overgrown, bloated fish!"
"Yero!"
"You will both pack your things. I want you out of this school by this evening."
"With pleasure, Madame." Fiyero sneered, before stalking off. Elphaba glared at the head, sending shivers up Morrible's spine.
"Haven't you ever felt passion for another person? Haven't you ever had someone tell you that he loved you when you were in the grips of absolute estcasy? Haven't you ever been filled to the brink when he enters you, and.... and at first, you just feel his thickness, but then after you realize that it's his soul entering your body? Do you know what it's like to....to break, and know that it's the man in your arms that's turning you into a woman?" She moved closer to Morrible, surprisingly calm now.
"Do you know how it feels when he first enters you, when he first guides his thickness into your body, when you first feel that pain, and then feel a tightening? Do you know what it's like to have him....kiss every inch of avaliable skin, to talk softly with him, to whisper your hopes and dreams and fears as he trails his hands down your body? Do you even know what it's like to cry out in passion, to hear his voice blend with yours as he takes you to heights you never thought possible....as he... as he goes deeper inside you, filling you until you...until it seems like....like the world is going to explode....the...the feeling of him being-- physically-- being inside you, of....of....wrapping your legs tight around his waist and digging your hands into his hair or back as he goes deeper, as you urge him to go faster....harder...slower....gentler....as you arch your back to fit against his chest, as you....as you finally- finally- reach orgasm, and...cry out in passion and collapse on the bed in each others' arms, slick with sweat and smelling sweetly of riled sex and love... as you finally come.... crashing back to earth, wrapped in each others' arms, with him still inside you...still...filling you....as you....whisper and kiss and tease each other with kisses or touches...."
She licked her lips, her heart racing.
"As....as you prepare to do it all over again and....and once done, you...you lay together, tangled in the blankets, curled in each others' arms, with....with a pleasant ache inside. As you... bask in the afterglow of what you've just done, of...of the pleasure you've created with the man you love....and then you fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat, and wake up the next morning still wrapped tight in his arms....knowing that...that what you did the night before was...was absolute magic....knowing that....that for a few seconds...a few brief moments...you and the man you love borrowed the moonlight and....defied gravity....Oz, it's the most wonderful thing in the world to...to become one with the man you love! Haven't you ever felt that way? Hasn't your husband ever helped you defy gravity?"
It was such an innocent question, asked by such a young, naive, tragically beautiful princess.
Morrible glared at her.
"You live in a fantasy, Miss Elphaba, and it's about time you let go of your foolish, childhood notions and faced the real world! I suggest you grow up!"
The girl turned away.
"I'll go pack my things. Yero and I will be out of your hair by this evening." She said softly, turning to go. She passed by Glinda, and, feeling the girl's presence near, glared at her.
'I know it was you.'
Glinda swallowed.
The whole school had been enraptured, and when Elphaba entered the dorm, she seemed to take the notion of true love with her. Slowly, Glinda turned to the others.
"I saw them."
"What?" The other three looked shocked.
"Wait, saw who doing what?" Milla asked. Glinda looked at her.
"Saw Elphaba and Fiyero....making love."
"What?"
"Go tell her." Milla ordered. Sighing, Glinda raced to catch up with the princess. She found her in their dorm, packing.
"Um, Elphaba?"
Silence.
"Um...I...I saw....I saw you and Fiyero last night. Making love." Elphaba stopped.
"What?" She turned.
"I...I saw...." Glinda explained everything in a rush.
"That was a private moment between my husband and I! You had no right to interrupt, and certainly no right to blab about it to the entire school!" Elphaba screamed. "And certainly not to Horrible Morrible!"
"I...I'm sorry."
Elphaba slammed her suitcase shut, and then grabbed her cane. She brushed past Glinda, nose in the air. She stopped in the door however.
"Mark my words, Upland, you'll get yours."
