Pretense
Summary: Ed's POV revealing his pretense. Oneshot
Title: Greatest Pretense
Genre: General
Author: sculd
Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist.
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A/N: Italic-Ed's thoughts
thank you for all who read specially to those who reviewed in my first fic Sweet Kiss. i was totally overwhelmed by your reviews nn. great thanks to: Demon Slaying Riza, f-zelda, wolf in the mist, kiiroi yumetobu, C.A.M.E.O.1 and Only, and KawaiiTenshi. love ya all and keep your reviews commin.
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-sculd
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Trip back to Central…
Ed slouched on his seat inside the train, pasting a bored look on his face as the train started to move. He and Al are again going back to Central. He gazed outside the window and rested his arm on the window pane. He looked up the crimson sky. He felt a sudden pain in his chest as an image of Winry, crying flashed before his eyes.
Sorry…
Flashback…
"Bye Auntie, bye Winry." Al bided goodbye.
"Al, let's go," Ed said as he glanced back to Alphonse and to the Rockbells. He's heart ached as he saw tears trickling down Winry's face.
He felt guilty, he knows very well that he is the reason of those tears. He wanted to run to her and lock her in his arms. He wanted to tell her how much he loves her but Ed suppressed all his desires. His happiness is not important. His main goal is to return their bodies back. He also knew that it will only make it harder for him to leave Resembool and most of all to leave her.
He turned his back as he waved an arm and made his way to the dirt path. Al immediately followed him.
End of flashback…
Ed griped a hand on his chest trying to suppress the pain.
As much as I do not want to leave you Win. But I have to, I have to retrieve what we lost. There's no turning back, we have to finish what we started.
Ed took his silver watch from his pocket. It is a reminder and proof of him being a State Alchemist, a military pup who does what ever the master tells him to do, even if it will be the cause of his own death. It is a collar which chokes him.
This is what I chose. To be a dog of the military. Most people probably think that I'm fearless, but that's my pretense. I can't even tell the girl I love that I love her… because I fear. I'm afraid that I would only make her cry.
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