A/N: This is set when Roy killed Lust in the 3rd lab.
disclaimer: I don't own fma.
It was sad. He had finally determined that it was just... sadness. It killed him inside to hear her screams of outrage, and for a moment in time, he was crushed by how defeated she looked. Her walls had come down and her mask destroyed in a few moments.
It was agony. In that moment he felt sick to his stomach. He realized that he meant more to her than he should, and that in that moment he was scared because he felt the same way.
He took a deep breath. This was wrong.
Then, as he stepped away from his vantage point, he let his anger take control and forced himself to forget his sadness. In one small movement, it all melted away.
As he collapsed and Alphonse went to get help, she wiped her tears and he asked her what happened.
She avoided the question for now. She was worrying about him. As he lost conciseness, she was holding his wrist, gripping his shoulder.
Yes. It was sad. And he never wanted her to be like this again.
A/N: Its really short, but I wanted it to be that way. Edit: fixed a few words, made it flow better. Aug.2012
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