Rifiuto: Non Miriena

A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short...

A/N: Onto questions...

Question: What does 1560 have to do with their first kiss? I thought it happened in 1960..

Answer: The kiss? Yeah, the kiss did happen in 1960. The day was the 15th of June, 1960.

Thanks to Beautifully Tragic Girl for reviewing 4, Hedwig466 and lizziemagic for reviewing 3 and 4.

As she returned to her room, she thought back on Fiyero's actions.

He'd kissed her for half and hour, and then when she'd left he'd told her he loved her. It certainly didn't seem like Fiyero. But then again, Fiyero was known for being unpredictable and un-Fiyero like. And today would definately constitute as un-Fiyero like behavior. Once she was across campus, she hurried up to her dorm, opened the door and entered. Glinda was sitting her bed, flipping through a magazine.

"Hi."

"H-i." Elphaba said, distracted, as she set her books down and climbed onto her bed.

"What's with you?"

"Nothing. I just... never mind."

"Boyfriend problems?"

"What?" Elphaba asked, turning to her roommate.

"Having boyfriend problems?"

"Oh. No." Elphaba said, shaking her head. "I don't have a boyfriend."

"You don't?" Elphaba shook her head again. "Huh. Weird. Cause I saw you today with this cute guy."

"Cute guy?" Glinda nodded. "Oh... Yero!"

"Who?"

"Fiyero. He's... a childhood friend." Elphaba said, rolling her eyes, a smile on her face as she thought of Fiyero.

"Really?"

"Uh-huh. We grew up together. Spent summers together. And... I had my first kiss with him."

"Really?" Elphaba nodded, blushing. "Apparently I'm the only one never kissed."

"What?" Elphaba asked, suddenly interested.

"I..." Glinda bit her lip. "I've never had my first kiss." Elphaba raised her eyebrows.

"You haven't?" Glinda shook her head.

"No."

"But you have a boyfriend?"

"Yeah. Avaric Kertan of Tenmeadows. We've been dating since high school. And I've never kissed him."

"Why not?" Elphaba asked, reaching up to pull her thick raven hair back into a ponytail.

"Well... A... I heard that..." Elphaba waited. "That you... can get a disease from kissing."

"What?" Elphaba scoffed, tightening her ponytail. "Where did you hear that?"

"My cousin." Then she waved it away. "So is it true?"

"What?"

"Can you get a disease from kissing?" Elphaba thought a moment.

"No. You can get a disease from sexual intercourse and oral sex but not from just plain kissing someone."

"Oh." The girl blushed. "I feel like an idiot." Elphaba rolled her eyes.

"Don't worry about it." Elphaba told her, wrinkling her nose.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, Yero told me he loved me."

"Aw. That's so sweet." Elphaba shrugged and laid on her back, propping her head on her arms. She stared up at the ceiling for several minutes before turning her head to look at Glinda. "Well you like him, don't you?" Elphaba shrugged.

"Sure I do. He's my best friend. If I didn't like him, I wouldn't be friends with him."

"If you like him, then you probably love him."

Elphaba wrinkled her nose.

"Of course I love him. He's a sweet guy, he really is."

"Then what's the problem?" Glinda asked, propping herself up on her elbow. Elphaba thought a moment.

"I don't know... he's just... he's my best friend. I can't imagine falling in love with him."

"You know there's a thin line between like and love."

"I know, but I... can't imagine us together... dating..." She shuddered. "He's a brother to me, nothing more."

"Sure."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. It just sounds to me like he wants to be more than friends or more than brother and sister."

"Maybe." Then Elphaba sat up, grabbed her bag, and headed to the door. She slipped downstairs and headed to the Wilted Rose, ordering a cup of coffee, thinking back on Glinda's words.

"It just sounds to me like he wants to be more than friends or more than brother and sister."

No. No way.

Maybe?