Chapter 1- Unknown feeling

Okay, so this is a little thing I thought up about if Ed found out Roy was Pride. This is my first story, so you have better things to do than laugh at this.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Fullmetal Alchemist, its story, plot, characters, and so on. If I did, I would be too busy writing the actual story than doing this little piece.

Enjoy! Or try to…

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It must be a dream. Not reality. How could it be reality? He had put his trust in a person who wasn't to be trusted. It's as to stick your neck into the wrong place, and having it cut away from you.

His heart was extracted from his body. The Elric boy stood there, paralyzed. From fear? From realization?

Was it ignorance?

Now, how could he trust anyone; everyone? His mind was locked, for he was spellbound to the fact that he could trust Roy. They had fights, the seemed to snap each other every day.

They were so similar, for the hated each other in one way, yet loved each other in the other.

It was their similarities that brewed hatred, yet polished their friendship. It was a mixed, complicated emotion in itself.

As it was a complicated emotion now. What was he feeling? Self-spite? Self-pity? Or was he amused? Amused at the fact that he had gotten close, to close. Close enough to be struck by the blade of truth. And it was a sharp blade. I wasn't the dull blade of happiness, or failure. No, compared to this regret seemed like it badly needed a wet stone.

He wanted to hit Roy, to hurt him in any way possible. He wanted to crush his pride- his being. He wanted to make him a crumpled mass of despair, and walk away snickering. He ended up blowing his emotions out verbally.

"Why, Roy?" Edward whispered. Roy did not answer.

He ran up to him, and turned Roy halfway around to face him. "Answer me, Roy, you dirty coward! And you call yourself a man??!"

Roy lashed out and hit Edward, knocking him down head over heels. "You DARE attempt to harm a superior to you? Know you're place, dog."

"You're pathetic, Roy!" Edward screamed at him. "I hope Hawkeye shoots you a dozen times!"

Roy seemed to hesitate for a moment, seemingly trying to decide something for a moment. He eventually decided to let it go, for if he retorted, it would look like Ed's words had affected him somehow. He just walked away.

Each and every one of Roy's steps ripped Edward apart. He bled out happiness, joy, and despair. He was now nothing; an empty, lifeless being. For it was Roy who hade given him the chance to join the military. Roy alone had provided the answer for Edward's mistake. He had given him hope and courage, enough to rise up from this mistake, when he lost an arm and a leg from something that had gone totally wrong.

Maybe everything was a mistake. Maybe this was Roy's plan all along. How did he know how to hurt a heart so well? Ed didn't understand. He couldn't understand.

Edward looked up, with cold, crystal clear eyes. It had started to rain. Or was it his imagination? Was it the clouds that were actually pouring droplets down to earth, or was it that Edward's mind was raining? How could it? That was in no law of science, it wasn't theoretical at all. But yet he was feeling it. He could feel the cool water droplets sink into his mind. What was this strange emotion? Ed did not know. But yet he was feeling it. It took his body, mind, and soul and wrapped it around a single thought.

This spell was broken when someone put a warm hand on his shoulder. The feeling was sucked out of him, and warmth spread throughout his body.

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So that was my first chapter. If you read it all, thank you. Please Review if you so choose.