Success! I knew I could rise up to the challenge. Of course, getting sick and staying home helps too, lol. Hope you guys like this one, I know I liked writing it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Spring Awakening, but I am obsessed with it.

Partnership

"Wendla Bergman?" Moritz Stiefel said as he whirled around to see her new feminine figure a few paces behind him. Moritz couldn't believe his eyes. He had just been talking with Ilse, a childhood friend, who had offered him to walk her home. He had refused. He regretted it instantly, but as soon as she disappeared, Wendla appeared before him. He saw it as a second chance.

"What are you doing out here in the middle of the night?" Wendla asked, approaching him.

"I could ask you the same question." Moritz said after a moment.

"Fair enough." Wendla said, looking down. "Were you out here during the Michaelmas Chorale?"

Moritz was silent a moment. "No, I was…Discussing things with my father. He didn't like what I had to say-"

"What did you have to say?" Wendla said, interrupting him. Moritz became silent again. "Sorry if I-"

"No, its fine, Wendla. Word will spread eventually in a town as small as this one…I passed my middle-terms." Moritz said, looking at his black shoes, now covered in dirt.

"Oh, Moritz. That's great." Wendla said, waiting for him to continue.

"It is." Moritz said with a slight smile. "But I failed my final term."

"Oh, Moritz." Wendla said, stepping beside him and putting a hand on his shoulder.

"I told my father, and he became mad, very mad…I remember becoming extremely sad and confused, and the next thing I know, I'm out here alone." Moritz said, trying to stay calm as he felt Wendla's hand on his shoulder. The only one who had ever shown him any sympathy before was Melchior. He nervously put his hand in his pocket and his fingers brushed against the butt of a gun. He remembered what he had really come out here to do. But first Ilse, and now Wendla, maybe there is a God and it is trying to send him some kind of sign. Moritz considered this as his hand slowly slid out of his pocket.

"Moritz, I don't see how you could stand that feeling. If I failed my terms, Mama would leave me out on the street." Suddenly, Wendla was holding him in a tight embrace. "Moritz, I promise to be here for you if you ever need to talk." Moritz was frozen. Never. Never. Had a girl hugged him before. It was the most wonderful feeling he had ever experienced. This is why it took him a minute to return the gesture.

"W-wendla?" Moritz said with a smile on his face.

"Yes." Wendla said, with how tightly she was hugging him, he was surprised at the depth in her voice.

"Th-thank you." Moritz said happily. Suddenly Wendla pulled away from him. Moritz felt cold as her warmth disappeared.

"Think nothing of it." Wendla said with her back turned to him. Moritz was puzzled by this. He set his hand on her shoulder.

"I will be here, if you what to talk to me also." Moritz said calmly.

"Thank you Moritz. Really. But I would rather go home." Wendla said. She then looked around and then looked down at her feet."If I knew which way to go."Moritz saw his opportunity.

"I-I could show you the way."Wendla thought about his a moment.

"No. Just tell me the way." Moritz was sure that her heard a shiver in her voice.

"Wendla…"

"Moritz, please. Just tell me that way." Wendla said, her voice steadily rising. He was sure he heard a shiver in it now.

"Wendla, I-"

"Moritz don't." Wendla said, turning around. He saw the tears slowly flowing down her cheeks. He caught her as she collapsed into his arms. He froze again, but only for a moment as Wendla's sobs revived him. "Moritz…I…I" Wendla tried to say through sobs. Moritz only held her, gently making shushing noises and the occasional, "It'll be alright." All while slowly running his hand through her dark hair. Moritz longed so much to pull her head up, to kiss her, to touch her, but she needed him right now and he wasn't going to brake this newly revived friendship over feelings that he didn't even know were natural. So he controlled himself as Wendla gained control of herself. She eventually got to the point that she was only hiccupping a little.

"Come on. Lets get you home." Moritz said, grabbing her hand and started off into the woods. He soon got held back by Wendla though. Even though she was still a little weak, she managed to stop Moritz from taking off. She just stood there looking at there connected hands.

"Did you ever notice how things don't seem as scary when they are in a different light?" Wendla said. Just as she did, the morning sun rose in the east, giving the woods the slightest bit of light. She looked at Moritz in the eyes.

"Y-yes," Moritz said, returning her stare, "But, of course, sometimes you should rejoice the change. Because it just takes a shift of light to show you what you were missing." With that said, Wendla walked beside Moritz, hand in hand.

Well, that was fun, wasn't it? Questions, comments, and shoes are all welcome at the review box. Suggestions are much appreciated. Reviews are Wendla to my...Moritz?