Rifiuto: Non Miriena

Question: Fiyero?

Answer: Maybe...

Question: Wait... they (Fiyero and Elphaba) were ten, and Fiyero was kissing her (Elphaba) like that?

Answer: Yeah.

Thanks to Hedwig466 for reviewing 2.

After checking in at the student union, Elphaba made her way to Crage Hall, up the three flights of stairs, and down the hall, searching for her dorm. Ah, there it was.

1560.

She started for a moment at the numbers on the door, getting chills as she realized that it was the day and year that she had her first kiss. After a moment, she slid the key into the lock and reached to open it when the door opened, and a petite blonde poked her head out.

"Um... I... I must have the wrong room." Elphaba started, removing her key and picking up her bags. "S... sorry." Still shaken from the numbers on the door, she turned to go when the blonde spoke up.

"You're Elphaba?" Slowly, she turned to look back at the girl, nodding, slightly confused.

"Yes. How-" The blonde pointed to the nameplate, where their names were. "Oh."

"Hi. I'm Glinda." The girl held out her hand and they shook, before she took one of Elphaba's bags and led her into the dorm. It was fairly nice, Elphaba wasn't expecting much, but it was nice. As she unpacked, Glinda sat on her bed and watched. "You're the Govenor's daughter?" Elphaba nodded. "I'm from the Pertha Hills. My dad's a banker. I'm actually amazed that I got into Shiz. I didn't do too well on my scores." Elphaba nodded, only half listening. "I'm majoring in fashion. What about you?"

"Hmm? Oh... um... dance with a minor in vocal."

"You sing?" Elphaba nodded.

"Yeah. I... I dance, I sing, I act... I write my own music and my own songs... I've played the guitar and piano since I was a child... it's just... a part of me, I guess." Glinda nodded.

"So... do you have any siblings?"

"An older brother and sister. You?"

"An older sister."

When Elphaba had settled into her dorm, she left to explore the campus. Her feet took her to through campus, to all the buildings, and then off campus. She wandered around downtown Shiz, looking in the store windows and getting to know the feel the town, before she wandered into The Wilted Rose cafe. It was a popular hangout for college students, giving a cozy modern atmosphere to an otherwise ancient building.

She went to the counter, and ordered a cup of coffee.

"What kind?"

"Um... just a caramel macchiato. To go."

After ordering, she waited, looking around and taking in the nice surroundings.

"Here you go."

"Thanks."

Just as she made it to the door, it opened, hitting her and causing her cup of coffee to burst open, staining her lilac blouse.

"Oh Oz, I'm so sorry. I didn't see you." She looked up, to see employees and the guy responsible for the mess cleaning up. "I'm so sorry, let me get you another one."

"N...No, that's okay. Thank you though." But he wasn't listening, and in ten minutes, he held a cup of coffee out to her. "Thank you." He nodded, turning to go as she left the cafe. After several moments, he hurried out of the cafe, and called out to her.

"Hey! Wait!" She didn't stop. After a moment, "Elphaba!"

She stopped and turned. "Yes?" He couldn't help the smile that flitted across his face, as he realized that it was her. She looked at him, waiting. "What do you want?"

"Nothing. Never mind."

She nodded, and after a moment, turned and left. Once she was gone, Fiyero returned to the cafe, ordered his drink, and settled at a table to think.

It was her.

Now that he thought back on it, he was sure it was her.

Her hair had grown out- it wasn't shoulder-length anymore, like it had been when she was ten- and if possible, it was darker, blacker- as black as spilled ink and as thick as the star-filled night sky. Her skin was still the same harlequin green, smooth and soft and flawless; her eyes were just as he remembered them- dark chocolately brown, smoky, able to see into your soul with one glance.

She no longer possessed the girlish figure that he remembered from their time at the lake. The figure she possessed now was womanly; she'd lost her baby fat and in its place, had recieved curves in every place possible. Her figure was sexy and beautiful at the same time, she hid and showed her curves at once, taunting him, teasing him, asking him if he wanted to run his hands down her body, and knowing full well that he wouldn't be able to.

She had stared at him curiously, waiting for him to speak, with that same look that she had worn as a child. He'd decided that it could wait, he could confront her later, he'd give her the weekend to move in and get settled before he confronted his childhood friend. He could just imagine how she'd react when she realized the guy in the cafe was him. She'd probably be shocked beyond belief.

When he finished his coffee, he left, taking his time as he returned to Shiz. He mentally ran through his classes, realizing that he was most likely going to be in at least one class with her.

And he couldn't wait to see her face.