[FANFIC] Wedding Dress (Prussia/Hungary)

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Title: Wedding Dress
Author/Artist: languicious
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Prussia x Hungary, Austria
Ratings: G
Warnings: Angst for this, the main fic will have a happy ending I promise :)
Summary: He's best man at her wedding.
Notes: Part-songfic, the words are a translation from the original :/ This is more of a preview of a fic I'm working on, I have the ideas all thought out! Just...need to write them out =__=

Haha de-lurking 'cause I'm feeling a bit guilty for not posting anything recently for some reason lol.


Some say it's not over 'till it's over
But I guess this is really over now
There's something I gotta say before I let you go
Listen

When you have a fight with him
Sometimes you cry
And feel sad and blue
I become hopeful
My heart aches secretly
Then just a hint of your smile can make me feel fine again

I keep you from figuring out how I feel about you
Because then we'd drift apart
I hold my breath and bite my lip
Oh, please leave him and come to me

Baby, please don't take his hand
Because you should be my lady
I've been waiting for you for so long
Please look at me now
When the music starts
You will vow to spend
The rest of your life with him
How I prayed every night
This day would never come

The wedding dress you're wearing...
Girl, the wedding dress you're wearing...
It's not me (next to you)
The wedding dress you're wearing...
The wedding dress you're wearing...

You never knew how I felt about you
And I hated you so
Sometimes I wished you would be unhappy
Now I have no more tears left to cry
When I'm by myself
I talk to you like you're here
I've felt so restless every night
Maybe I've known all along
That this would happen
I close my eyes
And dream an endless dream
Please leave him
And come to me

Baby, don't hold his hand
When he comes to you
Because you should be my lady
I've been waiting for you for so long
Look at me nowWhen the music starts
You will vow to spend
The rest of your life with him
How I prayed every night
That this day would never come

The wedding dress you're wearing...
Girl, the wedding dress you're wearing...
It's not me (next to you)
The wedding dress you're wearing...
The wedding dress you're wearing...

Please be happy with him
So that I can forget you
Please forget how miserable I looked
It's going to be unbearably hard for me
For a long while to come

For such a long time
I lived in an illusion like a fool
She is still smiling at me
So brightly at me

The wedding dress you're wearing...
The wedding dress you're wearing...
It's not me
It's not me...


"I know....we haven't had the best relationship lately. But you're my longest friend, and I really treasure our friendship. So I was wondering..." Here, Elizaveta looked uncomfortable, fidgeting and playing with a loose seam on her dress. It was so uncharacteristic of her that Gilbert gulped. Whatever it was, it didn't look too good.

"Gilbert...will you-will you give me away?"

He must have heard her wrongly, because it sounded like she was -

"I'm getting married."

"...to Roddy?" he croaked out, his voice betraying his emotions at her revelation. He stared at her, with an unreadable expression.

Hurt. Anger. Regret. Regret that he'd never gathered up his courage to ask her.

Ask her the question the other man asked her.

He looked at her, her face in a wide smile, making her glow. She never smiled like that for him anymore.

"Sure."

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Every night from the time he agreed to walk her down the aisle, he prayed that she'd change her mind. But every day, her smile seemed to widen and her excitement only grew. Now, time had run out for him and they were both outside the church, his arm looped in hers. He savored the moment - he'd never get to feel her again in his life. Suddenly, he wished he wasn't immortal, he wouldn't have to deal with this misery.

Forever suddenly seemed a long time.

Taking a deep breath, he took the plunge, doing what he always wanted to do but had never mustered the courage to. He pulled her in for a long hug and desperately kissed her, like a dying man holding on to his last strands of life. Shocked, Eliza hung limply in his arms. Gilbert forced himself to release her, and in the same stride held her by the hand and dragged her in a half-run, like they used to as kids, down the aisle.

He reached the priest and Roderich, the latter dressed up smartly in an even more aristocratic-looking outfit than usual,  If he had looked, Gilbert would have noticed that all the other nations were present for this union, and that the mood was sombre rather than joyous. The church had been announced neutral grounds, but there was still tension riding high in the air. Francis even kept his clothes on.

But the reason for the heavy silence wasn't one of war.

They knew. All of them knew.

That this wedding was all wrong.

But Gilbert was oblivious to his surroundings, his entire being concentrated on the place where his and Eliza's hands were still joined. He continued to hold on to her hand, refusing to let go. To the world, it looked like he and Eliza were getting married.

Roderich cleared his throat, eyes glaring significantly at the pair's intertwined hands. Eventually Gilbert once again forced himself to let go.

"Be happy. I love you, Eliza." he whispered in her ear. Without waiting for her response, he stalked out of the church. 



She didn't see the silent tears running down his face as he walked out, as all present at the church that day did – yet the image of his retreating back was all she saw for the rest of the wedding, and indeed for the rest of her marriage to Roderich.


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So how is it? This is all I have so far, I think I might continue if I have time (got exams real soon) and if people wanna read it, of course :P
Oh yeah, please check out the original video for the Wedding Dress song - it's really good :)

Comments

[lily-winterwood.livejournal.com]

There needs to be a MAD made to this. :D

[bluemoonlune.livejournal.com]

what exactly MAD stand for anyway?

[lily-winterwood.livejournal.com]

I forgot the exact meaning, but it's a fanvid where instead of using clips from the anime or doing a slideshow of pictures, the vidder draws everything and animates those drawings. It takes a freakishly long time, though. :P

[bluemoonlune.livejournal.com]

thanks (and that makes sense too)

[languicious.livejournal.com]

That...is the best compliment someone's ever given me 8D

Thanks so much! Haha my drawing sucks so no way I'm gonna be able to make one XP XP

[seminiray.livejournal.com]

This is really beautiful ;_____;

[languicious.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I'm glad you like it :)

[http://users.livejournal.com/_sayumi_chan_/]

Oh I love this song!! >< Haha in fact the song immediately came to mind when I saw the title of this post XD Aww that was soo sad ;__; Poor Gilbert, that really really sucks D: Beautifully written~ <3

[languicious.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Haha I've heard this song over the radio loads but it wasn't until my sis told me to watch the vid that I got the inspiration to get off my lazy ass and write XD

I think this vid can kinda take the place of a MAD, it's so beautiful and bittersweet :)

[xneyu.livejournal.com]

ARGHHHH hasidfhiaodhfoaewa

T-This is so sad! ;____; Please do write the rest of this~
When Gilbert said "be happy" to Eliza, that just blew my mind, seriously...it's one of those "as long as she's happy" kind of feelings, and...I can't describe it! xD

Wonderfully written; the pace of the story is great. Looooove it. <3

[languicious.livejournal.com]

Wow thanks! Haha I will write it out I think. When my exams are over ;_;

I understand what you're saying about the feeling! I had them before :) As for the pace, I like going slow but that means I have to write LOTS >_<

Thanks for the support again! Now I have to draft out the happy ending soon :D