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Pain chapter 1
Why was he so soothed by the sight of blood? Maybe it was the fact that it was his own. There was something oddly beautiful about the way the deep crimson liquid snaked down his arm. The pattern it traced was so intricate, bending at the contours of his muscles and veins, only to gather and fall into the growing puddle on the hardwood floor.
He was so entranced by this that he had not heard the desperate pleas from the doorway.
"Fullmetal!!" the raven haired colonel yelled, finally gaining the young man's attention, although, now he wasn't so sure he wanted it. His eyes held nothing. Not a trace of the fierceness and determination that made the boy what he once was.
"Edward…" He whispered, sadness moving in to replace the worry in his tone. He briskly walked over to the young alchemist, the sound of fabric tearing soon followed.
Roy quickly wrapped his makeshift bandage around the self-inflicted wound on the boy's wrist while quietly asking "Why Edward?"
Again, he was met with those eyes.
"How can you even ask that?" Ed responded flatly as tears crept into the corners of his eyes.
"Al…" he sobbed as his head dropped.