A/N: Chapter 2! Thanks for reviewing chapter 1, to the few people who did. Reviews make me smile, so make sure you do review every so often! Sounds clichéd, but they really are an excellent source of motivation!
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Fiyero followed Elphaba towards the bar, where they sat down. He called the bartender over.
"What do you want to drink?"
Elphaba looked nervous for a second, then answered, "I'll have whatever you're having."
Fiyero didn't miss the look that crossed Elphaba's face, but decided to ignore it for the time being. Instead, he turned to the bartender and ordered two glasses of Vinkun wine.
"Have you ever had Vinkun wine, Elphaba?" asked Fiyero.
"No, I don't usually drink much," admitted Elphie, feeling slightly ashamed. For some reason, she felt as though she was trying to keep up with Fiyero, but he always pulled ahead. He was so much cooler and confident, and had experienced so much. On the other hand, Elphaba had been fairly sheltered all her life, apart from the scathing comments about her skin she was subjected to every day.
Elphaba was never usually very shy around people, but she felt different around Fiyero. There was something about him that made her nervous, and she was trying to keep her cool while talking to him.
They sat by the bar and chatted for more than an hour, enjoying each other's company. Fiyero was behaving like a perfect gentleman, making sure her glass was filled as soon as it had emptied. They had managed to forget about the reaction their peers had when they entered the room, and were caught up in conversation when Galinda reappeared next to them, looking flushed and excited.
"Elphaba! Fiyero, hello dearest! Isn't this fun?" she squealed, hugging each of them in turn. "I'm so sorry I left you, but the girls wanted me to dance with them! I'm exhausted, can you get me a drink, dearest?" She sat down on a stool next to Fiyero, who rolled his eyes at Elphaba.
"Sure, Galinda," he sighed, ordering another glass of wine. Elphaba giggled slightly at Fiyero's reaction.
Galinda turned with wide eyes to her friend. "Elphaba Thropp, was that a giggle I just heard come out of your mouth?"
Elphie giggled again, and nodded, "Yep, Glin, it was. Can I call you Glin? It's so much easier than saying Galinda! See, listen... Gaaaa-linnn-daaaa! It's such a long name!"
Fiyero, realising what was going on, paled and said quietly, "Oh shit..."
"What, Fiyero?" demanded Galinda in a panic. "What's wrong with her?"
Fiyero, looking worried, replied, "Nothing's really wrong with her... I kept making sure she had a drink the whole time, I forgot she said she doesn't usually drink. That last glass of wine must have affected her, she was fine a few minutes ago!" At Galinda's stare, he finished quickly, "I didn't mean to get her drunk, promise!"
"Fine, but you can deal with her for the rest of the night," Galinda propositioned. "It's your fault she's drunk, and I don't think she's going to be very fun later. Bye!" She waved at the two and disappeared onto the dance floor once again.
Fiyero stared after her in shock. He couldn't believe what she had just said. He was more than happy to look after Elphaba, but Galinda was supposed to be her best friend. And Elphaba had told him during their conversation that Galinda was apparently head-over-heels in love with him, even though they barely knew each other.
"So, seeing as we have to stay together for the rest of the night, what do you want to do, Miss Elphaba?" asked Fiyero, feeling as though he were speaking to a child, but not really knowing how to deal with drunk people, considering he was usually the drunk one. "Do you want to go home, or stay here?"
Elphie tilted her head to the side, in a manner which Fiyero thought was adorable, though he would never say that out loud, and considered his question for a moment. Her eyes lit up and she exclaimed, "Stay here! Let's dance, Fiyero!"
Fiyero agreed, sure that no harm could come from a bit of dancing, and pulled her off the stool and onto the dance floor. They danced for a while, until a slow song came on. Fiyero made as to leave the dance floor, but Elphaba grabbed his hand for the second time that night and put herself in his arms.
"Fiyero, don't be a party pooper! I wanna dance with you for this song, we can be cute like everyone else dancing together!"
Fiyero smiled, enjoying the feeling of holding Elphaba in his arms as they swayed to the music. When the song was over, he pulled her away from the dance floor.
"Time to go home, Elphaba, it's getting late." Elphie protested, pouting her lips like she had seen Galinda do numerous time before. "Don't try that face on me, Elphaba! Let's go."
Fiyero knew he had to get Elphaba home and tucked up safely in her bed, because he knew the longer they stayed, the harder it would be to resist the green girl. When she had pouted, he had the strongest urge to capture her lips in a kiss.
"Come on!" Fiyero called from the doorway to the ballroom, watching Elphaba who had stopped to flirt with Avaric. Seeing the beautiful girl flirting with his friend, before stealing his glass of wine from his hand and draining it quickly, made his heart twinge. Fiyero wasn't exactly sure what he was feeling, but he knew instinctively it wasn't Galinda that he wanted to date anymore.
Elphaba stumbled over to Fiyero. "I have an idea, Fiyero! Let's race back to school!"
Fiyero laughed, "Why do you want to race, Elphaba?"
"Because it will be fun!" she replied, with a big grin on her face. "One, two... GO!" She took off across the deserted street.
Fiyero did a double take when Elphaba sprinted away from him, but quickly recovered, "Hey! You're meant to count to three, silly!" He laughed at the green girl's antics and ran after her, just in time to see her trip over on the pavement.
He got to her side quickly, where she was still lying on the ground, unmoving. "Elphaba?" When she didn't respond, Fiyero became worried. "Elphaba! Can you hear me? Elphaba!"
"Ha! Got ya!" shouted Elphaba, sitting up, giggling uncontrollably.
"Elphaba! That wasn't funny! You fell over on the hard pavement while running fast, and you're very drunk. You scared me!" Fiyero looked over Elphaba's visible skin, checking to see if she was injured.
There was a large hole ripped in her dress at her knee, and Fiyero stiffened when he saw the blood. "Elphaba, you're bleeding, look!" He lifted the hem of her dress up so he could see the wound, and prodded softly around it.
"Ow, Fiyero, that hurts!" cried Elphaba. The cold outside air had started to clear her head, and she could feel the scrape on her knee stinging.
Fiyero sighed, "Come on, let's get you home to bed. I'll carry you." He picked Elphie up easily, carrying her bridal style the last few minutes to her room. He felt her body slacken as he walked up the stairs, and realised she had fallen asleep, her head resting against his shoulder.
They reached the room and Fiyero pushed the unlocked door open, seeing Galinda inside.
"Oh good, you're..." she began, but Fiyero quieted her quickly.
"Shhh, she's asleep!" he whispered in reply, laying Elphaba down on her bed. She didn't wake up as he pulled a blanket over her body and kissed her on the forehead.
He kissed Galinda on the cheek as he left the room, saying, "I need to talk to you tomorrow about something."
Galinda nodded, shutting the door and beginning to dream up possible ways of Fiyero proposing to her. For, as she had told Elphaba earlier in the day, she and Fiyero were going to be married, and she believed that was what he wanted to talk to her about.
She checked on Elphaba, who was still sleeping soundly, then climbed into her own bed and fell asleep soon after.
Fiyero walked back to his room slowly, thinking about how the night had turned out. It definitely wasn't what he expected, but he had enjoyed it, and couldn't deny to himself that he had the unexpected beginnings of feelings towards the green girl.