A/N: So I wrote this and was incredibly happy with it and then BOOM I lost it ugh.
Warning: some mentions of sex/martial rape, in the italic parts (intro/outro) so those parts will be like, T+ if that makes sense. A bit more sensitive but not full blown lemon. I know Austria's OOC, but he's pretty much been raised by Aliens who told him he has to repopulate the world. So ya.
It hurt. My husband said it was how you create a child, what we were put together to do. I didn't know he'd do it within an hour of us being married. I didn't know I'd want to die in the process.
The pod was like a little room. We'd been in there for hours, and I was now lying in the large bed in the corner. There was also a sofa and a table filled with food, which my husband was currently sitting at. There was also a Latrine in the corner, behind a large screen. Beside the sofa lay the tattered remains of my wedding dress, and next to the bed were 2 cases - one of which contained my possessions from the satellite, the others holding Roderich's. From my case I'd taken out one of my grey night dresses. Roderich and sniffed at the grey clothes, obviously not caring about his past.
"We'll get new clothes on earth." he informed me. I nodded silently, curling up in the the sheets. "Elizabeta, why wont you talk to me?" I curled up against the wall, my face leaning against the cold metal. A clock on the other side of the wall was counting to when we would reach earth - 15 hours 17 minutes remaining. Enough time for a long nap. He huffed and turned back to whatever he was eating. My mind wandered to my torn up wedding dress, the swathes of silk soft to the touch. Such a waste...
"Liza, wake up." the silver man grinned above me, yet lying atop of me. I rolled over, away from him and realized I wasn't in that soft wedding night bed, I was in a field.
"W-where am I?" I asked.
"Dreaming, sugar." he replied lazily. I sat up, I was cloaked in the white silk from when I last saw him, but it was torn.
"W-why are you always in my dreams?"
"Your dress is torn."
"Why are you always in my dream?" I glared, repeating my question. He chuckled.
"Elizabeta, I've walked your dreams and you've walked mine since both of us breathed the same breath." he murmered, cryptically. I sat up, looking at him.
"Who are you?"
"I'm an anomaly. The blood that runs through my veins isn't normal blood. I mean look at me, what 20 year old has silver hair? Or red eyes?" he growled, and I knew then who he was. "I'm different. And because of that, I have more control. But they took what control I had when they put me in that testing facility. My only control now is my dreams." he muttered.
"Gilbert..." I whispered, reaching out a hand to cup his palm.
"I'm dreaming alot. Whenever I'm dreaming, they're testing me." he ranted, obviously getting in pain. "I'm only awake an hour a day if I'm lucky."
"Well, you don't look that bad." I said, stroking his cheek.
"This is just dream me. Dream me can manipulate things..." he whispered, and stretched his hand out onto my shoulder. The dress stitched itself back together.
"That's incredible." I smiled.
"You might be able to do things like that too, with your abnormality." he smiled. I froze.
"How did you know?"
"You're the only other person who's dreams I've been able to walk." he smiled softly. "Your blood isn't pure either." he said softly. I blinked. "Give it a try..." he encouraged.
Focusing on my dress, it pixelated till it was lying in the tall grass and I was in a dress of weeds and stems and natural things I'd never seen before. Then, in the wind they fluttered off my skin, peeling away until I was left in my usual grey uniform.
Gilbert chuckled. "Of all the things, why this?"
"They remind me of a simpler time." I smiled softly.
"I can see you in green. And maybe brown too." he placed his other hand on my shoulder and I looked down, and wide eyed I watched shades of grass green swirl from where his hand was, covering the shirt and seeping in, changing the colour. My trousers were softening into supple leather, and my clunky black shoes became comfy, dark brown boots. I smiled.
"This is nice..." I said, standing up and spinning around, before the ground started to shake.
"ELIZABETA!" Roderich's voice screeched through the sky. I froze.
"I've got to go..." I said to Gilbert. The corners of my vision were fading. "LUDWIG'S LOOKING FOR YOU!" I screamed, suddenly remembering as everything there faded to black...
I shuddered as I woke to my husband shaking my shoulder.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked climbing into the bed beside me. I nodded. "You were twitching in your sleep." he told me. I shrugged as he wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear. "Time for round two..." I nodded and sat up slowly, tears stinging my eyes, my red tinted green orbs catching on the tattered dress, lying beside the sofa.