Holds me safe and warm

Edward sat in the corner of a dark room, his knees to his chest and his arms wrapped around his knees. His head rested on his knees. Music flowed through his head. Words of a once lover crossed his head. All of the arguments they had. All of the love they made.

Dancing bears
Painted wings
Things I almost remember
and a song someone sings
once upon a December

Roy wrapped his arm around the young man's thin waist. He held the blonde tightly as he smiled lovingly. He leaned down and captured the other male's lips with his own. Roy melted into the blonde's kiss. It tasted of everything sweet and wonderful.

Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
across my memory

The amber eyes were cold and distant; the light of the eyes glowed dim as a dying ember. His heart was blank, but it hurt him so badly. It was worst then dying. He felt cold, although it was hot within the dark room. His heart wanted to feel loved again. To get rid of the December cold within him.

Far away, long ago
glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart
Used to know
once upon a December

Roy smirked at the blonde, who giggled every time Roy breathed on his ear. "Roy, stop that" The blonde smiled as Roy breathed on the blondes ear as he held the smaller male from behind. "Edward, dance with me. " Roy whispered into his ear. The blonde smiled and laughed. "Why?" Roy smirked and turned the blonde around holding his right hand with the other's hand. Roy wrapped his left arm around Edward's waist and waltz with him.

"Because it's romantic." Roy said and smiled. "Do you have to leave?" Edward looked up with a sad look on his face. "I don't want to, but it's the top's orders." Roy said sadly. "But you'll be coming with me." Roy kissed his lover's forehead and continued to dance in circles.

Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
across my memory

His mind was far away as unwanted memories invaded his mind. He could see visions of a flame that was glowing dim. So dim, like an ember. An ember that he'd never be able to touch again. A flame he couldn't get near. Ever again. He could hear the gunshots and screams. He could see the blood in front of him. And soulless eyes, he never wanted to see. A statement that he wished he could take back. His heart had died along with the only person he loved. It yearned to be loved again; it yearned to remember that feeling again, to be alive again.

Far away, long ago
glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart
Used to know
Things it yearns to remember

It was military rebels that blocked the road. They yelled and screamed insults. Edward flinched as the insults hung heavy in the air. Roy stood next to Edward, strong and calm. He calm asked the Rebels to disburse or they'd have to act. Roy raised his hand in the air in a snapping position; Edward raised his hands to clap. Several of the rebels raised guns, other's drawing circles.

It happened fast and quick. Just as Roy was about to snap his fingers, a young nervous rebel shot his gun in fear, hitting the colonel in the chest. Roy fell on to the ground, his blue uniform quickly staining with blood. Ed clapped his hand and sent deadly spikes at the rebels in anger. Tears stinging his eyes. Then several of gunshots sounded off through the streets as Edward attacked the group of rebels with the determination to kill every one of them.

Roy gasped painfully as he laid on the ground dying. Edward kneed down next to his boss, his lover. "Roy..." Edward whispered as Roy tried to smile warmly. "Edo...I... Love... You..." Roy whispered in breathless gasped and then the light in his eyes died away and he closed them. Never to be opened again. Edward felt tears slid down his fast as he cried on his dead lover's body.

And a song
someone sings
once upon a December