A/N I hope you all enjoyed chapter one of Across the Divide. I am really trying to work out the kinks in the story like trying to keep Sirius as close to his character as possible lol. Anyway here's chapter two.

Chapter two: Death's cold embrace.

May 13th 1923: Lior.

Celebrations were in order. The happy couple had finally wed after a courtship. There was singing, dancing and above all, the two were finally happy together. Sirius missed his home, his friends and his life back in the wizarding world, but, he couldn't avoid the fact there was no chance on him returning. He had a new life to focus on now and he wasn't about to allow anything to ruin it at all. He seemed a little out of place with the paler skin than the people from Lior, their dark skin signifying the fact they lived in the desert. He realized, that no matter how hard he tried, he would never get used to the heat here.

Smiling happily as he scooped Sarai into his arms, he whispered into her ear "welcome home Mrs. Black."

"And you too Mr. Black," she giggled, kissing him as the two of them entered their home, ready to spend their first night as man and wife together.

Entwined together, the couple awoke to the gleam of sunlight through the curtains the next morning. Sirius smiled, brushing the hair from Sarai's cheek, looking into her orbs of green, his brown hues glinting a little, the darker colour fading with the happiness that was starting to encroach further into his heart. He was beginning to feel like he had a new place in the world. Sure, he had his place with the Marauders, but one of them were already dead, the other a death eater, and the other his location was unknown. The group had been disbanded years ago when the threat of Voldemort had gotten larger than it was now. Sure, he had returned, and as a result of his idiotic death eater cousin Bellatrix Lestrange he was here. Chuckling to himself, he made a mental note. "I must thank her when I see her next."

Sarai rolled over and got out of bed, stretching out as she walked to the kitchen, cooking breakfast as Sirius got dressed, walking up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, his head resting on the curve of her shoulder.

"Good morning Padfoot," she said giggling as she looked up from the bacon she was cooking, tilting her head to give him a kiss to the cheek, him taking the opportunity to steal a full kiss on the lips as she slid a hand and swatted him.

"Good morning honey, how're you feeling?" he asked, hugging her once more whilst watching her cook.

"A little sleepy, but we were up for several hours," she said with a laugh as she placed the bacon onto a plate and started preparing the rest of the breakfast for the two of them.

After a few moments, she served up breakfast, setting it on the table as she sat down, Sirius following and the two of them began to eat. Stretching as they finished, Sarai stood up, her dress a little loose around her before she got her belt to tighten it up around her waist, Sirius laughing with his bark-like laugh.

"Shushy Sirius! You meanie!" she squealed as she swatted him playfully. He continued to laugh, them sounding like barks as he slid his arms around her, giving her a hug as he smiled.

"Calm down honey, really, I was messing," he said as he stroked a hand across her cheek.

"I know," she said as she twirled around, bouncing to grab some water to drink.

June 25th 1923: Lior.

A few weeks had passed since the two had gotten married, and Sarai was excitedly awaiting Sirius' return from his job. Since he got here, he had somehow got himself a job, which was a good thing in her eyes. At least he's trying to make it here, instead of wallowing. She thought as she heard a knock on the door. Tilting her head a little, noting that Sirius normally walked in with a rose in his hand for her. She blinked for a moment before walking to the front door, opening it to reveal two uniformed Amestrian officers. Roy Mustang respectfully removed his hat, bowing a little to her as he began to speak.

"Mrs. Black?"

"Yes, that's me," she responded to his question as she looked anxiously around for Sirius.

Roy coughed a little as he looked towards the small form of the female, "may we come in? We need to talk to you immediately."

Sarai nodded as she let them in, wringing her hands in her apron lightly as he motioned for her to sit. Complying she sat, looking upwards at Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye nervously.

"Okay, so what's going on?" she asked as Roy released a soft sigh, unsure of how to break the news to the obviously nervous and anxious Sarai.

"Okay, I am not going to beat around the bush ma'am," he began, looking at Riza for support. She gave a gentle nudge as he turned back to the other female, "we are here due to an incident that happened between your husband and an Ishbalan insurgent earlier today. Unfortunately, the insurgent tried to harm a friend of his, and he stepped in. The two of them got into a struggle and as a result, I am sorry but your husband got stabbed by the insurgent in the chest."

"I..Is he okay?" Sarai asked, shaking visibly as Roy saw the anxiety in her eyes, sadness reflected in his own.

He shook his head gently, "I'm sorry ma'am, but, at the scene, first aid was administered, but shortly after the doctors arrived to take him to the hospital, he died en-route. I am very sorry."

He bowed his head as Sarai's face took a mixture of grief, anger and sadness all in one, her chest heaving with silent sobs as he placed a hand to her shoulder, trying in some manner to comfort the crying woman.

"C..Can I see him?" she asked after a few moments of her sobbing, Roy's expression softening as he took her hand and helped her up.

"Of course, but, please don't allow yourself to be affected by what you see," he said his tone soft as him and Riza led her to their car, to the hospital.

Cold and white skin met her gaze as the blanket was pulled back, a gasp of surprise as the normally unmarred face of her husband bore specks of blood. Touching a hand to his cheek, she leant down, kissing his forehead, tears falling as she pulled back, two landing on his cheeks, resembling tears of his own.

"Goodnight my love, remember, I love you so much.." she whispered, knowing somewhere he could hear her, even in the cold embrace of death.