Disclaimer: I dislaim
A/N: I actually had this written for some time. I just finally decided to more it from my livejournal to here. Not sure about the title. Apparently that's what I had called it when I first wrote it, for whatever reason. To be honest, when I first refound it on my computer I thought I had save it from someone else, I had forgotten that I had even wrote it. Hope it's decent though. I may or may not continue past this.
Sleeping
Splish, splash…
Splish, splash…
Edward Elric walked barefoot across the immaculate lawns of Central Headquarters, gardens of brightly colored flowers to either side of him, his abandoned shoes dangling from his hands. But it was the rain drops and the thunder and lightning above that paid testament to his mood.
He had gone to where they had arranged to meet- a small, private pub a short walk from the dorms where Ed was staying. Ed had gone, but he had never shown up. Three and a half hours he had waited, and his lover had never come. He had been stood up. Even when Hawkeye forced the Colonel to stay late to finish papers, she only did so until about 8:30, when she was too tired herself to force him to do anything. That left plenty of time for him to make it. But he hadn't.
"It was probably the damn rain," said Ed aloud to himself. "Roy hates the rain…"
But if he had really wanted to come, if he really wanted to be with you, then he would have still come…
This thought saddened him greatly, because he knew it was right. There was a time when Roy would brave storm and flurry to meet Ed somewhere. This observation of course, invited analyses of what had changed…
"A year and a half- it's been a year and a half since we first got together. And instead of getting better over time, it seems to have gotten worse," said Ed, still talking aloud to himself. "At first, he respected me, I knew it. But now… I don't know…" Ed rubbed his hands over his face. When he removed them, he realized he had come up on the Pitman Fountain, lit up from under the water, casting a glittery glow over everything in the ring of stone that surrounded it. Ed walked up to the fountain, looking into it's depths, as if trying to scry the secrets of life.
"Not once has he said that he loves me. He seems to always skirt around it when it comes up. Oh sure, I've said it, but never him," said Ed closing in on himself. He hung his head, "I'm such a fool…" With that Ed turned and continued down the lawn towards the dorm buildings.