A/N: Hi! Thanks for reviewing you guys and being so patient with me :).
Disturbed Nord: I think that's an awesome idea! Tell me when you post that story, but I can't understand Spanish T^T This is going in a different slightly Tangled story, fanfic, yeah, so I think yours might be more of a direct hit than mine, 'cause I'm sorta, not really going in that direction...well, you'll see what I mean:
Just if you guys don't know: (Only major characters so far)
Hungary=Eliza
Austria=Roderich
An Introduction to Life:
"Eliza!" Roderich called out as he reached the base of the tower. It was a magnificent tower if he did say so himself. Built of white-washed walls, it gave protection to the residents inside, and the little sprigs of green vines that poked out of the nooks and crannies of the tower gave it an elegant, yet homey look.
The tower itself was about 150 feet and the beautiful spiral at the top was around 20 feet. At around the 142ft. mark, a brown, wooden window could be seen. It was large enough to fit a 4 foot person and was awfully dangerous for a girl just graduating from her teens. Speaking of this girl, her head should've poked out of the window and a barely audible "Hello!" following that, but nothing was heard. Impatience was a most unbefitting characteristic of such a man as himself, despite that, Roderich he called out to his lover once again.
"Eliza!"
...
Still, there was no answer, so Roderich took this time to admire the scenery, which was examined in the same way many times prior to this.
The tower stood in a valley surrounded by high rising mountains all around, and a waterfall constantly pounding down on his right. His blue navy coat blew in the valley breezes as he breathed in the crisp, yet sweet air. He looked down at his feet and saw the little buds of wild flowers that grew about here and there. They dotted the area pink, orange, and yellow announcing the beginning of summer.
Looking back to the way he came, there was the stream that led from the waterfall down out of the valley and right next to it was a boulder which had a large hole just tall enough to fit an averaged size man. Vines intertwined this way and that over the opening, giving them the appearance of a thick, green curtain concealing this spot from the rest of the world. "Their own secret getaway" Eliza liked to call it, Roderich approved and encouraged the idea of their home. The afternoon sun beat tapped his shoulders as he called out to his lover once again.
"Eliza!"
"Roderich!" Eliza called out suddenly from the top of the tower and indeed a small head poked out the window.
"Hello Roderich!" she cried waving her hand
"Hello, Eliza!" he said no longer angry, his impatience could not repress a smile that was emerging on his face.
"Please let down your hair!"
"Okay, please wait one second!" she yelled as she withdrew from the window. A second later a bundle of golden hair drifted out of the window and surged down the tower towards Roderich and stopped right in front of him. He grasped the golden locks and not a moment later, he was hoisted up the side of the tower, much faster than he was accustomed to. This either meant one of two things, Eliza really wanted to show him something, or she was making up for time that was previously lost.
He thought it was most likely the latter, but he didn't question her as he was heaved into the window. He stepped inside and took a few steps forward, glancing around the room. The same old circular wooden table in the bottom right corner of the room surrounded by familiar brown stools, the darker one softer than the other. The coat hanger was still there next to the mirror in the bottom left corner of the room, it was practical to be well-dressed and look appropriate before setting out, and the cherry wood closet next to it. The mystery was the closet, it was never really used, and sure there were one or two heavy coats in there and their shoes, but nothing else. Feeling a sort of strange sympathy for the closet, he took his coat off the coat hanger and hung the coat in the closet, now giving the closet purpose and making the coat hanger useless. He could never win could he? Nevertheless, he continued to scan the room.
The kitchen in the far left corner seemed in order, and nothing seemed to be burnt down or damaged, and the stairs that ran up and downstairs seemed to be in order. He glanced to ground and examined the laminated wooden floors, which lined all of the rooms, and then looked to the right again and was met with forest green eyes that glimmered with excitement.
"Gah!" Roderich shrieked in a manner, which he would assure you was manly, and comically fell backwards landing gracefully on his behind. Eliza giggled and covered her mouth with one of her hands.
"Eliza, please don't do such unladylike things." Roderich scolded miffed at the fact he was caught unaware.
"But Roderich, you've left me alone for so long, and when you finally come home, you examined the house without saying a word to me. It seems you've given the house a better welcome than me…" Eliza sighed. Her green dress ruffled and her white apron folded as she crouched down until she was sitting cross-legged next to Roderich. Deep pools of green stared longingly into the pupils of violet.
"I missed you…" Eliza said leaning over to give Roderich a peck on his check. "And I'm sorry, I won't do it again." She pouted giving him a "sad-puppy-dog" look that rivaled the King of Eigo.
"It's okay, I missed you too" Roderich sighed giving into the face of his lover, it was a wonder how Arthur was able to smoothly run the kingdom, but then again, he didn't exactly know, for his decisions rarely had an effect on kingdoms across the seas. His thoughts turned back to Eliza, and copying her he sat up in a cross-legged position facing her.
"And how is my beautiful melody today?" Roderich asked running his right hand through her silky golden hair, which usually had a flower of some sort in there, but strangely not today.
"It was just fine, well not really fine, but good, definitely good, but not really good, but not bad either…" she rambled on with a blush of excitement emerging on her face with her hands waving frantically about.
"Eliza, please calm down," Roderich said with a smile. "Come, why don't you let me brush your hair?"
"No, it is okay, I've just brushed it this morning." she replied.
"Hasn't brushing your hair always made you feel better?" He asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yes."
"Please wait for me downstairs, okay?"
"Yes Roderich." she smiled and soon ran down the stairs into the sitting room. Granted they didn't have much room to move around in, but the height of the tower made up for all the space lost. Roderich followed Eliza down the stairs and stopped as he heard a sigh and found her waiting.
She sat in the middle of the room on a small stool, next to it was a stool of equal size, all on a circular rug of cream center and light pink alternating colors as it swirled. In the left corner was Roderich's trusted piano and is violin which rested with a stand of music. On the opposite side of the room an open circular window was constantly bringing in cool breezes and the smell of water. Remembering what Eliza said earlier, he took his mind off the house and turned back to Eliza.
He observed his angel of music; she was carrying a light brown brush in one hand and her seemingly ever-flowing hair in the other. She was indeed marvelous, all except her green eyes, still and pensive. They stared in the direction of the small wooden window and she suddenly sighed once more. Her body drooped like a beautiful rose wilting in a glass vase, like the flower, it seemed she was waiting for the time when she will eventually wither away and die. He cautiously approached her.
"Eliza, are you alright?" Roderich asked with a worried look on his face.
"Yes, I'm fine." She said with a weary smile. At this, Roderich drew closer and she stood up and laid the brush on the three-legged oak stool to face him. He snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her in for a comforting hug which she returned.
"You know, you don't have to hide anything from me." He smiled as he nuzzled her hair, breathing in her sweet scent. She reacted by burying herself into his chest.
"Well that is, I…" she whispered, "I really want to go outside."
"Eliza?" Roderich exclaimed taken aback by her words. He pulled them apart and held her by her shoulders. "Why in the world would you—
"I want to see the lights!" she proclaimed with childish delight and a smile lit up her face.
"The lights?" Roderich said in confusion.
"Yes, the lights. The ones I've told you about before, the ones that always come on my birthday! Oh, please Roderich can't we go?" Eliza pleaded.
"Haven't I told you before? The outside is dangerous." Roderich explained as if talking to a little child.
"Yes, I know but—
"We've had this conversation before haven't we?" Roderich interjected.
"Yes, Roderich." Her smile dimmed a bit.
"The world is a very cruel and vicious place; you must stay up here where you are safe." Roderich instructed.
"But the lights…my 20th birthday…" she frowned giving another "sad-puppy-dog" look. Oh, how he hated to see Eliza so downcast.
"You should at least know what they're called, they're lanterns, and it's only proper that you know what they are since we're going to see them. It is your birthday after all." He smiled a small blush dusting his face.
"Can we really go? Really Roderich? Oh, thank you, thank you so much!" she said while tackling a very surprised Roderich so that they both ended up on the floor of the tower. Then she suddenly pushed herself off Roderich and began to pace around the room and animatedly moving her arms to the words she spoke. "There will be so much to see and so much to do! I wonder do think it'll be busy again, no probably not, that was such a long time ago, but perhaps we'll see more lanterns this year. Oh, thank you so much Roderich!" Eliza blurted out in a hurry embracing him in another hug.
"Y-you're welcome." He stuttered.
"By the way are you going to bring your violin again? I do like it when you play." Eliza exclaimed turning back to Roderich.
"Yes, of course I will." Roderich smiled, he had always brought his violin with him; it was like a part of himself really. He admired the dark colored wood it was made out of, the cute little neck, and the tautness of the strings, but most of all, he loved his bow. This bow was apparently made out of the finest horse hairs in the entire world, or at least that was the story he told Eliza. Every pull and push of the bow created the finest, most exquisite notes on the strings that were ever heard. Each song Roderich played told a story, and Eliza learned to love them all, and eagerly awaited the time of day when Roderich would pull his violin out of its case and start to play a song, at 3:00 sharp, which was in fact right now.
"Sit down and let me brush your hair, and then I'll play you a song." He said starting to pick up the brush form the stool.
"Oh no Roderich, there's no need for that, please would you just play a song instead?" she begged. "Please?"
"I guess we can skip the brushing today—
He was interrupted by a gust of wind that blew past him as Eliza speed to the cream and pink rug and sat down cross-legged on the plush fabric, eagerly awaiting for Roderich to play. He giggled at her enthusiasm.
"Okay then," he started, shifting through his pages of music, "How about…this one," he said as he laid said piece on the music stand. He tucked his violin under his chin and raised his bow and started to play a song. Recognizing the melody, Eliza quickly joined in with her voice.
"Flower gleam and glow,
Let your power shine,
Make the clock reverse,
Bring back what once was mine.
Heal what has been hurt,
Change the fates design,
Save what has been lost,
Bring back what once was mine,
What once was mine…"
A/N: Omygosh X| the title sounds like belongs in Biology or something...XP -(not good in that class)
Anyways thanks for reading I'll try and update again soon :)
