Will You Be There Holding My Hand, a fullmetal alchemist fanfic

Will You Be There Holding My Hand

Edward Elric, the pipsqueak, the shrimp, the dwarf... He was, at least, known by that name by several he had come in contact with. The young lad sat on a drenched bench off the side of a lone road. His, normally, bright blond hair didn't have its usual glow to it, and his face lacked any emotion whatsoever. He sighed as the rain continued to fall from the bleak clouds from up above.

I took a walk around the world to
Ease my troubled mind
I left my body laying somewhere
In the sands of time
I watched the world float to the dark
Side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah

His lowered gaze lifted up to the sky. Edward's golden eyes shimmered as a bit of light glimmered over them. A single drop of rain water trickled from the tip of his long bangs. As it fell, he watched as the drop hit the ground. Suddenly, his teeth began to grit as he clenched his fist, standing up to his full height. "... Winry," the sweet name seemed to flow from his voice like sheer poison.

I watched the world float to the
Dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be something
To do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end

Edward's sullen eyes closed, lightly, as his strong hands trembled. He looked at his one hand... his fake hand... his automail with undeniable loathe. The boy grimaced as he moved his fingers. He took his metal arm and gripped it with his real arm. He shot the arm a death glare as he fell to his knees. "Why would you love me... when I'm fake?" the lad's tone shook as he fought back oncoming tears.

If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well, will you be
There holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with
My superhuman might
Kryptonite

They fell, Edward's tears fell, plummeted to the ground without letup. He, sorrowfully, wept into his arms as sobs echoed through the streets. He did not care if anyone saw, he did not care if somebody found him weeping so bitterly, he did not care if... Winry found him like this...

You called me strong, you called me weak
But your secrets I will keep
You took for granted all the times I
Never let you down
You stumbled in and bumped your head, if
Not for me then you would be dead
I picked you up and put you back
On solid ground

His head flew up. No, he couldn't let Winry see him like this... He wouldn't allow it. Edward scavenged the last bit of dignity he had and stood up. Though, his face was still full of tears and red in color, he did not mind. If there were to be someone to ask why, then he would lie and tell them that he fell in a shallow puddle. 'Witty,' he pondered.

If I go crazy then will you still
Call me Superman
If I'm alive and well will you be
There holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with my
Superhuman might
Kryptonite

Edward walked down the long, deserted road. It was late, and he knew that Pinako would begin to worry if he didn't get home soon. His big, black boots collided with the ground with each passing step. He held his head down as his gaze lingered on the world beneath him.

"Edward!" the voice! The familiar voice that tended to haunt him ever so sweetly! The caressing tone of it caused Edward to come to a sudden halt as he spun around towards the direction of the tone.

There she was. Her beautiful, long, blond hair swung around her back in a tight ponytail, her glorious blue eyes glistened in the night, and her white, knee high dress fit perfectly around her.

Winry, oh sweet Winry. She stood in front of Edward as he gazed at her with an unbreakable look. Her ocean blue eyes stared into his golden gaze as her head began to tilt.

"Where have you been?" she asked. Edward snapped out of his daydream.

"Oh-oh!" he stuttered. "Just... thinking." Winry let out an agitated sigh.

"Well, come think at home, silly!" she replied as a wee smile began to take control over her lips. "It's all wet out here! I don't want you getting sick!"

Edward's head cocked to the side. "Oh yeah?" he smirked. "Why?"

"Because I love you, Edward!" she exclaimed with a broad, cheeky grin. The young girl ran up to the young lad and grabbed his metal hand. "Now, come on! Grandma's going to get worried if we don't make it home in a hurry!"

With that, the two darted off as Winry's hold on Edward's hand did not vanish.

Edward looked down at her frail, delicate hand as it gripped his metal arm. The young boy grinned, slightly.

She would always be there still holding Edward's hand... No matter what.

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