Gilbert smiles as he and Roderich walk with Elizakitty, or rather Elizaveta, to their hotel room. The former cat turned Hungarian young woman does her best to walk on her to feet, but stumbles once in a while. Roderich deeply sighs at how she looks slightly drunk.
Gilbert finds their hotel, and the room, before he quickly heads out to go to the show that he is dying to see". Elizaveta lies down onto the couch and awkwardly curls up onto the cushions. Unfortunately she wasn't expected to turn human so they only have two beds and a couch. Elizaveta knew that Roderich would get annoyed if she tries to sleep in the same bed as him, while Gilbert would act like a pervert. She tries to get cozy, but her human body is far more awkward. As a cat, she didn't have much to worry about. As a human, she finds certain body parts weird. Like her breasts, they make any attempt to rest on her stomach feel more weird. She wonders why human women have them. Then her hair which is long, curly and incredibly easy to get knots in. She wonders why human women put up with all of this.
A small annoyed sigh is heard, and Elizaveta looks up to see Roderich frowning at her. He tells her to get up, and then pulls a lever causing a make shift bed to pop out of the couch. He adjusts it, but when she tries to lie back down, he tells her that it would be "improper" if he let her sleep on the couch, and offers his bed to he. She blushes, but thanks him, getting cozy on the bed.
"Hey?...Roderich?" she sleepily asks. "T-thank you...but tomorrow, you sleep on the bed, alright?" She hears a small sigh and then gets a different idea. "Or...we could make Gilbert sleep in the tub?"
He chuckles. "Not bad...it would be perfect for when he's hung over."
"And we could turn the ice cold shower on?" She eagerly asks. Yes, she was grateful to Gilbert, but she did grow tired of his antics.
Roderich falls asleep before Elizaveta, who falls asleep while waiting to see if Gilbert returns safely. She waits all night, but falls alseep long before he returns.
In her dreams, she sees the angel who made her human. The angel gently smiles down at her, before placing two paths ahead of her. One of the paths looks exciting, and dangerous. She feels her heart race when she looks down the path.
"Hey Liz~" She notices those pairs of crimson red eyes, paired up with the infamous confident smile. Gilbert goes over to her direction, with every muscle showing. "Come on frau~ I was the one to name you and everything~"
She is about to go to him, when she looks at the other path and sees a calm serene area. While Gilbert has a dangerous, thrilling path, this one is sophisticated, and kind of stuffy. However the sound of a piano catches her attention the most. Each note feels like it's coming from the heart, as if played by the perfect musician. She looks closer and sees Roderich, wearing an old looking outfit. His hair is neat, and brushed, while his hands are gloved by what looks like silk.
His eyes bore into Elizaveta's, enticing her to go to him, but then Gilbert's voice snaps her out of it. She doesn't know what to do, and so she looks from one path to the other, and so on until she feels the angel put a hand on her shoulder.
"One day...it'll all be clear to yo-"
The sound of someone knocking on the hotel door waked both Elizaveta and Roderich. Elizaveta rolls over in the bed with a tired sound, while Roderich gets up, and opens the door to reveal a slightly hungover Gilbert.
"Best. Show. Ever." Gilbert seems to be on cloud nine. "They didn't catch all of old Fritz's awesomeness, but they did have some interesting things in there..." he grins and staggers over to one of the beds. Elizaveta rolls over and looks up at Gilbert. "I got to meet the actors afterwards, and even got some autographs~ " he holds out a couple of pictures that have signatures on them. "Then they let the awesome me go have drinks with a few of them to celebrate~ " he chuckles.
Elizaveta rolls her eyes. She knows that Gilbert plus beer always meant trouble. She carefully looks at him, trying to figure out what else he did. He places the items down, and unbuttons his shirt. Elizaveta sees a few marks on him, and frowns, rolling over to face away from him. She knows that he most likely picked up some girl after he was done drinking. A few tears sting her eyes, as she tries to keep from thinking what he did with some strange woman, but as hard as she tries, she can't help but see some anonymous figure kissing him, and doing all of these things.
"Elizaveta?" Roderich startles her out of her thoughts. "Why don't we leave this fool to obsess...breakfast would be the best idea now." he hands her an outfits, and helps her into the bathroom, but closes the door so she can have privacy. He then gives Gilbert a soft glare. "You really have no respect for her do you?"
"Hmm?" Gilbert looks over from admiring his latest facebook photo, which got a ton of likes and comments. "Respect for who?"
"Elizaveta." Roderich frowns deeper. "Can't you see that your over sexual ways are a negative impact? I'm going to take a guess that as a kitten, she saw some of your nightly visitors..." his tone is icy and full of annoyance, a tone that is easy for Gilbert to catch. "As a young lady, she doesn't deserve such treatment."
"Woah there prissy...I treated her like a princess." Gilbert frowns back. "I made sure that she was fed, had clean and cold water daily, and hell, I even made sure that her fur was brushed. How can you not say I care?"
"She's not a cat anymore. She's a young woman." Roderich coldly states the obvious fact that he feels Gilbert doesn't understand. "Maybe y-"
Elizaveta walks out and looks at him with a confused look. "Roderich?...what's going on?" She looks at him and then at Gilbert, who were frowing at each other for the moment until she returned. "Are we going to eat brerakfast now?" Roderich nods and takes her hand, walking out of the hotel room.
Gilbert watches them walk out, and them he looks down at the scratches and marks from the night before. Normally he wouldn't feel this much guilt, but now why did he feel horrible about what he has done? He sighs and lies down, trying to forget the young woman he woke up next to in the early morning, and had to sneak out on while collecting his stuff.
Just what's wrong with him...
"This is pretty nice" Liz smiles as she tastes more of the food that as cat she never was allowed to eat. She tries some eggs, with some a cheese mixed into it cauging it to be like an orange yellow glob, but a tasty glob. She enoys the saltiness of the ketchup, and then goes on to enjoy the toast with some jam on it.
Roderich sighs and leans forward to wipe some crumbs off her cheek. Yes, she still had a long way to go, but she was making a lot of progress. "There...now be more careful, promise?" She nods and he just faintly smiles. "Elizavet-"
"Just call me Liz." She blushes at how formal he treats her. Yes she likes how he treats her with respect, and shows consideration for her feelings, but at the same time he was just being too formal and stuffy for her liking. "Sorry...I just feel weird with you being like this." She nervously smiles. With Roderich Liz feels like she doesn't have to worry about him judging her too much. Sure he was strict with her,but it was all in such what felt like a respectful manner.
"You mean actually being respected? Look...Liz, you can't live with Gilbert forever all he will do is hurt you, and have relations with other women. Is that really the life you want to have?" He has a small frown now. 'Liz, you can have a far better life away from him. Just consider it, alright?" She nods. "I apologize for cutting this short, but I have some relatives to go meet up with, want me to walk you back to our room?"
"No...I got it." Liz forces herself to smile. "But thank you you're too kind to me" With a small nod Elizaveta walks back to the hotel room, to find Gilbert walking out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist. She feels her face warm up and she looks away, covering her green eyes.
Gilbert looks over with a smirk. "Hey there frau~ like what you see~? Why don't you come over here and see my awesome five me-" Liz grabs a small item, a bottle of that shampoo and chucks it at him, somehow hitting him in the chest -despite being blinded by her own hands, and looking away she still managed it-. "Woah, calm down frau, look...I'm getting dressed." He talks throughputting his boxers on, and then his pants and shirt. "I'm sorry?" He flinches at her cold glare. "Look...what's wrong?"
"What's wrong...what's wrong?" She stands up, glaring at him. "You're such a thoughtless asshole!"
His red eyes widen in surprise. "Liz...come on has Roddy been brainwashing yo-" He tries to stroke her cheek, but she slaps his hand away. "Don't be like this fra-"
"Shut up shut up shut up!" Liz loses her temper slowly. "All you care about is yourself...hell I bet if you had a girl version you would be fucking her to the moon, and don't you dare try to talk right now, just shut the fuck up for once!" She clenches her fists when he tries to open his mouth. "I can't stand you sometimes, you know that? You're such an egotistical, narcisistic bastard!"
"Liz...no." He is too stunned to even try to piece together any words. Yes, it was safe to say he had a lot of sexual encounters, but for all he cared, he was starting to regret them more and more. Each one was slowly feeling like nothing to him. "Liz..." he trails off, looking at his feet. He hears the door slam, and sees that Liz left him alone. "Verdamnt..." he growls and punches a mirror on the wall next to him. A spider web patten appears, causing some pieces to fall out, but he doesn't care. It was like he couldn't feel his hand slowly bleed. He sighs and gets some bandages, before going to do the one thing he thought he stopped doing for a long time:
Drink out his depression, instead of for the hell of it.
Roderich is with his younger sister, enjoying a nice discussion on the latest music, or rather how the latest music fails to stand up to the classics. They were currently talking about how certain artists have been "popular" for the wrong reasons. Roderich sighs as he looks at the scenary behind her. He was thinking about Liz, and how he felt at the back of his mind that it wasn't wise to let her go to the room alone.
"Hello?" Sophia waves her hand in front of his face. "Roderich?" He snaps out of it finally. "You've been out of it...what did Gilbert do this time?" She lightly frowns.
"No...it's not just Gilbert. It's this young woman that he's treating lower than garbage. She's a lot better than how he treats her. She deserves way more than Gilbert, but I worry that she's going to go with him."
Sophia nods and listens. "Roderich? Can I ask something about her?" He nods. "Do you...do you by any chance have any kind of romantic feeling for her?"
Roderich nearly chokes on his tea. He never thought of Liz in a non-platonic way, but subconsciously, could he really have feelings for her? He bites at his lip and tries to think. Yes, he cares for Elizaveta, but he wasn't sure if they were friendly or if there could be something more. Would he even be good enough for her? Would she be proper and respectful? Could they have some kind of lasting relationship? He asks himself a million questions, before feeling a headache warning him with a small pain. He just didn't know what to think or what to say.
"Roderich?"
'I don't know..." he finally replies. "I care for her, but do you really think that putting her into a situation like that would be best? She is going through a lot of changes, a lot of stressful awkward changes, and could I really do that to her?"
"Look, I don't know what her conditions are, but you better do something before Gilbert swoops in. Remember that last one? That girl who wasn't too bad at the flu-"
"I'd rather you not bring that up." His tone is icy and filled with annoyance.
Sophia nods, with slight annoyance. "Just promise me that you'll take care, and not let her fall into the wrong hands..." And with that she stands up. "My apologies brother, but I have to go finish my work, otherwise my scholarship will be for nothing." She waves Roderich off, who makes his way back home, or rather to the temporary home that was the hotel.
He thinks about everything that she said, and wonders if it was a good idea. No, he didn't want Gilbert to turn her into an imporper one night stand, but at the same time, was he capable of being the right one for her? To say the least his relationships were awkward, or the little relationships he did have were awkward, from start to begining. On the way back, he hears a soft crying, and noticed Elizaveta sitting with her back up against a tree, and her knees held close to her chest. She looks uncomfortable, and her body awkwardly shakes as she's crying.
"Elizaveta?..." Roderich moves closer, and she looks up at him with her now puffy looking green eyes. Her face is red, and tearstained, and more tears stream down. "What did he do now?"
"He...he was almost naked...and wanted me to do what those stupid girls do to him..." she sniffles, but starts to feel better when he holds her closer. "I...I don't want to be that girl...I...I want to find someone to stay with for the rest of our lives..." She starts to cry again. As a cat, it rather or well known that the females had many mates. The serious reasoning was so the kittens inherited traits to help them survive, now the not so serious reasoning was that the male cat tired easily, and couldn't satisfy the female. Elizaveta wanted to forget that side of her, or that aspect of that side. She didn't want to be one of the many girls she saw Gilbert with.
"Elizaveta...he's an idiot." He leans back and looks into her eyes. "He doesn't deserve someone like you." He tries to cheer her up with a soft smile, but sadly that facial expression doesn't come as easily. He leans in and brushes a stray lock of hair behind her ear, and nearly gasps. He feels a weird connection with her, that was impossible to explain, but it is a good kind of strange. Time seems to slow down, as he leans in closer to her. She doesn't try to push him away or slap his hand away, but at the same time this energy between then confuses her. "I...I really care about you Elizaveta. " He's just inches away. "Let me prove that." He leans in until they're just milimeters apart. He moves one of his hands down to her hand to give some comfort, and is about to kiss her, when a loud shatter is heard. Both jump and look over to see Gilbert, with his eyes wide in shock. "Gilbert...don't you have a show to see?" Rodereich frowns at him, and talks to him like he's a diseased vermin.
"O-one of the actors...got sick" He glares while trying to keep his speaking ability. He had ended up splurging on beer, and not the cheap kind either. He got the best one he could find, and plenty of it. "But forget that...Prissy...back away from her." He makes a clumsy step forward. "You...you're too stuck up for her."
"You're too drunk for her." He replies back in a cold tone. He adjusts his glasses, and noticed that there's blood dripping from his hand. "What have you done now?" He half asks, but expects to hear that Gilbert got into a bar fight.
"F-fuck you...Liz come on...we need to go." He stumbles and has to use the tree close by for support. Elizaveta shakes her head to refuse. "Look...frau...I need you..." He falls and lands in front of the two facefirst.
Roderich frowns and helps him up, noticing that he knocked himself out. "Just like him to do something like this...are you alright Elizaveta?" He helps the girl up, and she helps him carry Gilbert to the hotel room.
"He doesn't drink like this..." Elizaveta frowns when Gilbert is put on his bed and on his side. "Except on this one day...he dedicates his drinks to this guy he calls his little brother...does that mean anything?"
Roderich's eyes widen in surprise. "He had a little brother named Alderic just a coulple years younger, and would have been Felicia's age, but he went missing years ago after high school. Felicia was devastated, because they were in love. I hate to admit it, but he and the girl were perfect together. They complemented each other in a way that inspired a few of my pieces..." he feels weird admitting that he admired the relationship Felicia and Alderic had. "She got him to smile, and he got her to be a little more serious. But Alderic, that was Gilbert's baby brother. When their father wasn't around Gilbert would take care of him, and look out for him, and they were close to say the least." He looks down at Gilbert. "The disappearance hit him and Felicia the most...but I never thought it was this bad."
"I don't get it." Elizaveta sighs, "Why would this make him drink like that?"
"Did you two get into a fight?" Roderich was getting a trash bin for Gilbert to be sick in when he sees the smashed up mirror. "I think he got upset over you...but this doesn't make sense...normally he isn't this serious about a woman."