The moonlight
Elphaba sat the spoon she was holding onto the counter and closed her eyes in concentration. She thought she had heard a noise outside. Perhaps she'd been imagining it. Her eyes scanned the room for Malky: he was huddled upon a crate with his eyes focused warily in the direction of the door. Perhaps she had not imagined the sound after all. Her feet flew lightly down the stairs and she paused with her hand upon the door, hesitating. She creaked it open and caught a glimpse of a darkly handsome face, an unmistakably blue diamond.
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The door opened just the slightest and Fiyero could see a single dark brown eye and a strip of green skin. His body relaxed. She was still here.
He opened the door enough to slip his body through, and closed it quickly behind him.
"Fiyero," Elphaba began, unsure what to say. He grabbed her hand and led her up the stairs.
"Why have you come back?" she asked after a few moments.
"I've been unable to think of anything but you ever since I saw you last week-" he began, obviously intending to say more, but she cut him off.
"Sweet Oz! I knew something like this would happen!" she stood and paced a few angry steps. "Now you've come back and this is everything I didn't want to happen! Don't you understand?"
"Please," he said gently. "I want to understand. I want to understand everything. Please. Just don't leave again."
She stared deeply into his face, her deep brown eyes showing pain that she tried to hide. He didn't know what to think. He began uncertainly towards her, to comfort her. Before he knew what was happening, she was upon him, pressing him into the wall. All thought gone, he kissed her longingly and wrapped her in his arms. This is where he wanted to be.
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What was he thinking! She thought angrily to herself. How could he have come back! She was pissed, and paced across the room as he tried to explain himself. It had been hard for her to turn him away the first time: her heart had tugged at her painfully over the past week. But now he was back, and she didn't know what she was going to do. Suddenly she lashed out at him, venting her frustration. When she had paused in her tirade, she gave him a deep, searching look, longing to find an answer in his eyes. He began to walk towards her, trying to comfort her.
Her mind screamed in protest. No! What was he thinking? Suddenly she gave in. She launched herself at him, and pinned him against the wall. She felt his lips upon hers, and she returned the kiss, passionately, longingly… painfully. She hated herself for giving in, but couldn't help it. She let her body take over, for once forgetting all logic.
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She pulled away after a moment, and Fiyero longed to draw her back in. He looked at her and wondered what she was thinking. She seemed uncertain what to do. He reached out his arms for her, and she fell into them. He held her tightly and turned her chin up to look into her eyes. For once, she did not look away.
"I love you," he said gently. She didn't answer. Instead, she leaned in and kissed him gently. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close to him. They stumbled to the bed and fell onto it. He kissed her gently on her nose, on her forehead, and then pressed his lips onto hers. He could feel the heat of her breath, coming in ragged gasps. She reached up her hand and ran her long, slender fingers through his hair. He pressed himself recklessly into her and her back arched against the bed. She reached up her hands and placed them firmly onto his shoulders, forcing him onto his back. She rolled on top of him and pulled his shirt off over his head. Her eyes drank in every inch of him, and she admired the ocean-blue diamonds that ran in an unbreaking pattern down his chest. She kissed each one individually as he ran his hand along her spine. Her mouth returned to his before she pulled away, falling onto her side. He rolled sideways to look at her and caught a glimpse of something in her eyes, but was unsure as to what it was.
"Don't be afraid," he said gently.
"I'm not," she whispered.
He reached for her and pulled her close, and they made love in the moonlight shining gently in through the rafters.
When it was done, she lay in his arms with her head on his chest. He danced his fingers gently on the small of her back and pressed his nose into her raven-black hair. He breathed in the sweet scent of it, deeply, willing himself to remember every detail, every moment. Her hand snaked sleepily across his stomach and found his hand. Their fingers intertwined and she relaxed upon him.
"I love you, Elphaba," he whispered quietly into her hair, though he was unsure as to whether or not she was awake. As he held her close, he had difficulty falling asleep. He never wanted to leave this moment. Not ever.
The sunlight
As a ray of sunlight peered in through the rafters, landing on Fiyero's face, his eyes flitted open. He looked down and saw Elphaba's green fingers locked with his, their legs intertwined. He sighed a contented sigh, reaching up his fingers and brushing them gently across her lips as he kissed her lightly on the top of her head.
A smile crossed her face briefly as she drifted between consciousness and the dream world. "Good morning," he breathed. Her eyelids opened and she smiled, her face glowing and eyes sparkling.
Suddenly she sat up fully, looking at him.
"Why are you still here?" she asked him seriously, angrily.
He wondered if perhaps she was not fully awake. "The last thing I want to do is leave you," he said, trying to reassure her.
"No!" she said forcefully. "Don't you see that this is why I left? You still have Shiz- you still have a life. It's not too late for you. I need you to go and forget that you ever found this place!" Her voice was harsh, willing him to go, but her eyes begged him to stay.
"Elphaba…my love-"
She cut him off, "Damn it, Fiyero! You just don't understand! You have to go back. You need to have a life- one that doesn't include me."
He looked at her for a long moment. How did she expect him to live a life without her? Without her, life was not worth living. Everything seemed pointless unless he was with her. He closed his eyes, he wanted her to understand how much he needed her. As his eyes opened, he caught her off guard as she stared at him, trying to convince herself to do what she must. The look upon her face was clear.
'I'm unworthy.'
His breath caught in his throat and he sat up to be eye-level with her.
"Elphaba… you deserve to be happy."
She looked unsure. Tears glazed her eyes as she put her hands on his.
"Yero… my hero," she sighed. "Go."
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Allright, this is still a work in progress. I would like to know what everyone thinks. What they like, what they don't, what I can fix. Where you might like to see the story going? I am not quite sure. Anyways, really, all reviews would be wonderful. Thank you for reading.
