A/N: Ok, here we go…something that is rarely if ever done if done at all. You can do this…no, no you can't…wait, yes you can. You are brave, you are a first, and you are chickening out. No, you are not. They like Gelphie, they might like this. Either they do, or they don't…so, here you go, the ever lovely Dresden presents…

Ghost in the Graveyard.

Soft footsteps, Boq could hear soft footsteps. That was never a good sign in this game of tag and run. His breath quickened and he could have sworn he saw a figure. Tall and lanky, Oh Oz, it was Elphaba. Scampering inside of a bush, he waited. While readjusting his glasses, he sat on a twig. He held back a scream by covering his mouth. Through the thorns and the leaves he saw that it was, in fact, Elphaba.

"I see you in there Boq." Elphaba whispered into the air.

Lucky for him, he was small enough to slip out of the back of the bush and into the arms of a fellow player. Before he could scream, he was easily frightened; a dirt covered finger shushed him and let him down.

He didn't catch to see who that was. There were no friends in this game, only enemies. Crope and Tibbett may not understand that concept, but he did. Once again, he found an easy hiding place against the curve of the fountain. Unfortunately, someone else was already there.

"Biq!" Galinda gasped. "Shoo!"

Galinda, of course, she would be the person to have the best hiding place. Frowning, he ran away from the taken scene. He was running out of places to hide. He would surely be tagged next. Elphaba was probably on his heels.

Suddenly, he felt himself lifted off of his feet and pressed against the trunk of a tree. Before he could scream, or open his eyes for that matter, a pair of dry lips were pressed hard against his. At first he struggled, unsure of whom the mystery lips belonged to, but stopped. This could very well be Galinda. Of course, Galinda did not possess the strength to lift him up and no way could her lips be this dry and cracked. Elphaba…that was something he did not want to think about. She was like his sister, an overly sarcastic sister who sometimes laughs at him for falling out of trees. What if it was…no it couldn't be Crope or Tibbett. Though these felt no where near like a woman's, (yes, he had kissed other women other than his mother and Nessa!) he could not picture the two leaving each other alone to kiss him. Then who…?

"I was tagged, so you're it now." Fiyero whispered to him after letting him out of his kiss-lock.

"Fiyero!" Boq exclaimed.

Fiyero put a dirt cover finger to Boq's lips and shook his long blonde hair. As the Winkie prince smirked, Boq realized who had saved him before.

"One more for luck." Fiyero gave him no other option and quickly pecked him on the lips before running like the heavens.

Just so you know, this coupling is known as Biyero! Because Foq is just wrong!