Hey everyone who decided to click this. Thank you for doing so. So this is my first fic, so I'm sorry if it sucks. reviews would be nice, and any advice would be good too. So, here goes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, make no money off of this, etc.
Love.
A word.
Something said too much, yet not enough.
Something that I that the world has so little of.
Something that I thought I would never know.
That is, until I met him.
He was probably the first one to show me love outside of my family and friends.
It was a strange twist of fate really. Me, trying to bring back one that I loved, only to have another loved one and parts of myself taken away. But because of these losses, I gained another love that I did not expect nor know about at the time.
He loves me with all of my imperfections and somewhat twisted mind, my death mission.
But once I got my brother back, the second lost loved one, I started to realize this thirds love and return it, even though I denied it at first. Because I mean how can you love a Bastard Colonel?
Well let me tell you, it's possible.
And i'm entirely okay with it.
Okay, so there you have it. Again, sorry if it sucked. Review? Thanks.