Pre-note: I'm sorry this is so late! At first it was just fanfiction acting up but then I started to procrastinate. I'm really, really sorry! Nothing else to say but enjoy and review! ^_^

Chapter 3

By Stonefang

"Since you're like new and stuff, I'll show you around A-10!"

Elizaveta turned away from her conversation with Roderich to see Feliks standing up. His green eyes were wide and excited, like a child's almost. He smiled.

"I'll wait," Feliks grinned as he spoke.

***

"This is the doctor's tent. But don't go in if you like don't want to get yelled at, seriously." Feliks warned Elizaveta but her curiosity got the better of her.

Inside, the tent was pretty sterile. A couple cots were scattered about, bleeding soldiers lay in some. A man with blond hair stood with his back turned to Elizaveta. She could hear his pen clacking against a clipboard. The soldier on the cot glanced at her. His face was disfigured from a rather harsh battle and dried blood coated his neck and the bandages that adorned his shoulder. She swallowed and turned away from his face

Elizaveta didn't notice the papers that littered the floor as she entered the tent. If she had she would've avoided the lecture that followed. It was too bad luck was not on her side that day.

The paper crinkled under Elizaveta's foot alerting the doctor of her presence. Normally, that would be fine but not with this doctor. Doctor Vash was somewhat strict and didn't like people bothering him when he was busy. In fact, he absolutely hated it.

Doctor Vash spun around to face the intruder. His green eyes were alight with anger.

"Who dares to interrupt me? You realize that my work is very important? It is! And I don't have time for visitors, so leave!"

Should I go?

Elizaveta took a step back as if to leave when she saw a young girl step out from behind a curtain hanging down from the top of the tent to separate the cots. Her dirt blond hair hung in twin braids on either side of her face and her eyes were sea green. She wore a white nurse's gown and held a clipboard in her slim arms.

"Please don't yell at the soldiers, Vash," She said.

"Lily."

"I'm really sorry for bothering you, sir. I'll just leave now. Perhaps I could come back later?" Elizaveta said hurriedly.

"That would be nice," Lily murmured.

"Hmph!" was Vash's reply.

"Looks like you met Doctor Vash." Feliks said as Elizaveta left the infirmary tent.

"Yeah. That guy…"

"He's totally strict. But he may be like all tough and stuff but he's the best at his job and all. He's seriously dedicated to his work, ya know."

Feliks and Elizaveta followed the cluttered gravel path from the Infirmary to a smaller, more rundown tent. It was a dark brown color almost the same hue as mud. Outside of the tent stood a rather strict looking man. His dark brown eyes followed the approaching soldiers.

"Łukasiewicz and…"

"Héderváry, sir. Edvin Héderváry."

"Hello, Officer Krause. I'm like just showing Edvin around A-10."

The older man's stony eyes glanced at Elizaveta and she began to turn red. Just for a second, she wore he found out her secret. She decided to just think of it as her eyes playing tricks on her.

"And so you decided to show him the Prisoner's Tent. Am I correct?"

Feliks smirked. "Well, he has to like totally know every part of the camp." And he quickly added "Sir."

"Of course. Follow me."

The two soldiers followed Officer Krause into the tent where Elizaveta met the only prisoner living in the camp. He had brown hair, and just like Roderich, had one strand that would not lay flat. His eyes were shut tight as he rested on a cot.

"Well, here he is. Now, that you've seen him let's go." Officer Krause said.

"Okay, sir." Elizaveta replied, but she was still curious. What was the prisoner's name? What country was he from? He didn't seem Prussian to her. Who else was on Prussia's side?

"Hmmm…" the prisoner mumbled as he shifted on his bed. Now he was facing Elizaveta, Feliks and Krause. His eyes were open, too. They were brown and bright. He may have been a prisoner but somehow he seemed content.

"Oh, hello," was all he said.

"Let's get out of here. You shouldn't be talking to someone like him. Scum." Officer Krause seemed to have some animosity towards the prisoner. This wasn't surprising, of course. He was the enemy…

"Yes, sir." Elizaveta and Feliks said in unison.

As they left, Elizaveta glanced back just once and caught the prisoner's eyes. He looked away.

"Like let's go, Edvin!" Feliks shouted from atop a mound of earth that overshadowed the cluster of tents that was the "barracks".

"Sorry, Feliks. I'll be there soon!" She shouted back and then ran to catch up with her friend.

***

The barracks was really just a cluster of dusty, worn out tents in the middle of a clearing. The tents weren't the best but they were better than the one that housed the prisoner. Elizaveta's was off to the right side of main clearing as it had been previously used as storage tent. Everything had been moved out so she could live in it. A new tent had been erected in a nearby clearing and many boxes of papers sat outside it.

"I've got a funny feeling that my first duty as a soldier is going to be to organize the storage tent." Elizaveta said.

"It's probable, Edvin." Roderich replied.

Wait a minute? I don't remember him being there earlier…maybe I need to pay more attention.

She shrugged the thought away and replied.

"Well, that's going to be fun."

"It may not be the most terrific task but you're helping the war effort. Think about it like that, Edvin."

"You're a strange man, Roderich."

"You're not the first to say that but you're reasons are definitely different." He looked away, his face hidden from her eyes.

"Oh…" Was all she could say at first. "I'm sorry. I must've touched upon a tough subject for you. I won't bother you anymore! I'll just go and talk to Feliks or something so-"

Roderich turned back towards her and smiled. It was rare as he was normally so stern-faced and it made her heart warm up. She was really starting to like this guy. He was serious about his work but still a nice guy. Sometimes he was a little too serious about his work and hated sloppiness though.

What's-

Her thoughts were interrupted by Roderich's voice.

"I'll tell you another time. Looks like Feliks wants to speak with you or something." He pointed towards the cheerful Pole who was coming up to the two shouting Elizaveta's alias.

"Edvin! Edvin!"

Author's Note: I'm going to be doing a little research and stuff to make this more accurate. I believe the next chapter is going to be Feliks-centric. Once again, I'm sorry for the major delay. Please look forward to the next chapter and don't forget to review!