No… I don't own FMA. But you can bet, if I did… It'd be… a lot funner! XD But probably not as good. ARAKAWA-SENSEI! YESSSSSS!
"Darling! Come back here!" A voice shouted from far away. But the young girl wouldn't hear of it. She was running away as fast as she could. After ten minutes of running, she came to a park.
Tears streamed down her still-pudgy face and the areas around her rust colored eyes had become so red and puffy, she could heardly. She ran down the green hill, which was actually kind of brown in the setting sun, and set off across the playground. The 8-year-old, who was dressed all in black, stopped when she heard a small, rough voice address her.
"Hey doll, whatcya running from?" Here eyes widened when she saw a black haired boy who couldn't be much older then herself. He wore a charismatic smile and sat upon the jungle gym. "Why don't you come up here and we can talk about it, cutie?"
Within a few moments, the boy had abandoned his attempts and jumped down from the metal structure. "Seriously," said the suprisingly articulate boy, he couldn't've been over two years older then she, "Are you alright?"
She shook her head furiously and fell to the ground weeping. The boy looked quite taken aback, "Look, what's your name?"
"M-my D-d-daddy died..." she managed to say before sinking into her sobs again. An understanding look came over the raven-haired boy's face and his jet black eyes softened quite a bit. He sat down next to her and leaned her head on his shoulder, "It's okay. He's happier now." That, obviously wasn't the right thing to say, the girl pushed back, "YOU MEAN HE WASN'T HAPPY WITH US?"
He shook his head, "N-no! Not at all! He doesn't have to be sad anymore, you know? He doesn't have to cause you guys any pain, and I'm sure he's watching you right now, smiling." Her eyes softened and she stammered, "R-really?"
Just then, two figures ran over the hill, panting, "Riza! We've been looking all over for you!"
"MOMMY!" The young girl cried as her mother knelt down to hug her, tears falling don her face as well, "I'm so sorry sweetie."
The boy smiled and stood up. She looked over her mother's shoulder, "Uhm... Thank you." he shook his head, "See you, Miss Riza." He then turned and walked away.
But... who was he?
