Title: Hearing
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist and Fruits Basket, a crossover, but not really
Author: Sofipitch
Words: 296
Rating: PG
Summary: Yuki wished he was like that.
Warnings: the darker side of the Fruba manga
A/N: Written for fanfic_bakeoff comunity
He read a story once that was about a boy and his younger brother, who had strange and unusual bodies and they were traveling the county, the world, trying to find a way to cure their misshapen bodies. The younger brother had a body made out of a suit of armor, which didn't allow him to feel anything.
When Akito's cold clammy hand slid around his neck, hugging him, pulling him closer, he wished he had the same condition.
He hated the way Akito felt, cold, just like the way he smiled.
He hated the way Akito smelt, like alcohol swabs and other foul smelling antiseptics.
He hated the way the odor was so strong, he could taste it.
He hated the way he looked just like Akito.
He wished that somehow he could also get rid of his senses. So he could try to block out Akito. It would be as if only half of Akito was there, not the whole thing.
But even if he managed to get this body of armor, there was still one sense he would have, hearing.
He would still hear Akito's cruel taunts that his mother sold him, and how his brother abandoned him, and how he should just die. How he should just let his stupid asthma and all other illnesses he has-had over take him.
He wished he didn't have any hearing, and that all his memories of ever hearing Akito, his mother, the maids, the cat, would just disappear.
But the body in the suit of armor is only a story someone drew and published, and his life, the life of the rat of the zodiac, was deadly real.
"I love you." Akito whispered.
He wished he couldn't hear his mind screaming, "I do too."