AN- I'm so sorry I missed posting Saturday! I've been busy lately, and I haven't had time to type up this chapter 'til now. This is my longest chapter so far, though. Anyway, here's chapter 5. Hope you like it

It was early morning when the sun rose. Bright rays of sunshine flooded into Enjolras' room, rousing him from his sleep, but it was the sweet sound of birds singing outside his widow that fully woke him. Enjolras got up, walked over to the window, and opened it.

Opening the window, Enjolras yelled, "Get out of here you stupid birds! Can't you see that there are people still trying to sleep?!" Enjolras had been sleeping more ever since he started working so hard. He thought it had been only the physical work that was tiring him out, but deep down he knew that it was more than that. It was hard holding back his growing feelings. They had, over that last month, grown despite of him trying to push them away and extinguish them. He tried to ignore them, but that just got harder and harder to do.

Enjolras crawled back into bed and slept 'til noon. He usually slept late, but not that late. He needed to start his day. Enjolras got dressed, fixed his hair, grabbed something to eat, and ran out the door. He had to meet Les Amis and discuss plans. Jehan and Feuilly were writing an informative pamphlet on the revolution, and they had to get it copied and distributed before their rally. Now that he thought of it, Enjolras had to see how Marius' speech was coming along.

At one o'clock, Enjolras arrived at the elephant statue, where Les Amis agreed to meet. All the men were there. At least, everyone but Marius. They waited 5 more minutes, and when Enjolras was ready to leave without him, he showed up. Enjolras wasn't surprised that Marius was late, but he was surprised at who accompanied him. Eponine had never come with them, on errands, before, and he thought it strange that she would start now.

Eponine arrived at the elephant statue, with Marius, a few minutes late. She knew that Marius had to be there at one, but he "had" to stop by Cosette's house and drop off one of his love letters. She was sick of always hearing about his stupid Cosette. It was always Cosette this and Cosette that. She wondered why she ever said yes to help him find the girl, but she knew that she could never do anything to hurt Marius. It was driving her insane, though. The only reason she still hung around Marius was because she had nowhere else to go. Yes, even her love for him wasn't keeping her around anymore. Her father kicked her out again. With Marius having her run letters around for him all the time, she had hardly any time to make money. She had only made three francs that week. That was less than a third of what she needed. If he didn't need her so much, her father would disown her or worse… It was the sad truth, but she didn't want to think about that.

When Enjolras saw Eponine, his mouth fell open in surprise. Not just at the fact that she showed up, but he was surprised that she could put up with Marius' constant blabbering about Cosette. No girl deserved to go through that.

After about a minute of staring at her, she looked over. He then quickly looked away, avoiding her eyes.

How am I supposed to focus with her here? Enjolras thought.

Haven't you avoided her for almost a month and a half? How's today any different? his argumentative side asked. He knew that that side of him should be right, but something was different now. He felt like he was being drawn to her like never before.

Eponine might've been a gamine, but under all that dirt and grime laid a wonderful young lady. It looked like she had nice features. She might be too skinny, but that could be fixed. All she needed to do was eat more. With the help of Les Amis, Eponine could become a respectful young woman of society.

To Enjolras, that actually sounded like a good idea. He knew how bad her life is, so maybe he could fix that.

Enjolras wanted only to think that he was doing this for Eponine, but a part of him knew that he wanted to spend more time with her.

Les Amis went on their way and stopped at the printers. He offered to make 100 pamphlets for 10 francs, and he promised not to inform on the men to the police. He was all for the revolution. It meant more business for him, with all these revolutionaries coming around asking for anonymous printing jobs. Distributing writing against the king was risky business.

An hour into their errands, Enjolras was at the head of their group. Marius was in the center with all the other men listening to him blab about Cosette. Eponine had fallen to the rear because she was sick of listening. She then noticed that Enjolras was up front and all alone, so she decided to join him. At least they could be alone together.

"Bonjour, Monsieur," Eponine said, reaching Enjolras. Her appearance surprised him.

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle," he replied, wondering why she decided to join him instead of her Marius.

"Please, Monsieur, don't call me that. I'm no lady," gesturing to her appearance which was not ladylike at all.

"Well then, what shall I call you?" Enjolras asked.

"Just Eponine, Monsieur."

"Well then, I will call you Eponine if you stop with this 'Monsieur' business. My name is Enjolras."

"Very well, Enjolras," she said, emphasizing his name. He like how his name sounded when it came out of her mouth. When she said his name, it just sounded right.

The two friends conversed for a short time when, all of a sudden, Courfeyrac appeared between them. He had a hard time finding a way to cut in because in the short time that the two were talking, they had moved quite close to each other. Another few inches and they would be practically holding hands.

"You two look rather cozy together. Is there something we should know?" Courfeyrac asked rather loudly, getting the other men's attention. Eponine blushed and instantly looked at Marius, hoping that he didn't believe that there was something going on between her and Les Amis' leader. Enjolras looked rather surprised at the comment even though he shouldn't. He was used to comments like that.

"Can't two friends of different sex converse without being accused of being more than friends?" Enjolras replied.

Grantaire cut in, saying "You two were getting rather close, Enjolras." The other men shook their heads in agreement.

"Well it was rather hard to hear ourselves speak when all of you were gushing about 'your women'," Enjolras retorted.

"Suit yourself," Grantaire replied, raising his hands in surrender.

After all the errands were finished, Les Amis headed to the Café Musain for some drinks.

"You guys go on ahead," Enjolras called to his friends. "I'm going to retire early. I will see you all tomorrow, mes amis." With that, Enjolras walked home. Little did he know that he wasn't going to be alone that night.

AN- I hope this chapter was worth the wait. It's my longest one yet! Reviews are appreciated and encouraged. Thanks!