And... I Miss Him.
A Fullmetal Alchemist Fanfiction
By xxLilMizCaityxx
Can homunculi love?
Funny, someone asked me that a long time ago.
Hundreds of years ago in fact, he laughed at me and asked me if homunculi could truly love anything? Where they that close to human, these replicas, that they were weighed down by the same idiotic emotions?
I didn't think it was idiotic. It took a little while, but soon, he started to realise that what I was saying wasn't really that stupid after all.
Still, I find it amusing. How two named 'Lust' and 'Greed' could do anything but... well... just that.
I don't understand it, and most of the time it's difficult to comprehend at all. But when I was with him, it wasn't that usual carnal desire that attacks me from the inside out. Not that want to sway my hips slightly and watch his jaw drop to the floor with desire. He told me that he was terrified of me, because he had never been greedier over something in his entire life. He had never wanted another thing in this world as much as me – and he wanted me for a reason he couldn't place.
We confused, and frightened ourselves. Something felt like it was clawing up my throat, filling my stomach with endless worry, making my head dizzy from the effort of trying to understand it all. He kissed me for the first time to see what it was like, and we found ourselves unable to cease at a chaste kiss – our true selves taking over and triumphing over all sense we had in our minds. Clouding our vision with lust and greed and I had never felt as fulfilled in my entire... existence as I did when I was with him.
He left soon after that, and for years I yearned for him to return, the pain I felt in my chest and stomach easing every once in a while until it was void and obsolete. When I saw him again, something sparked within me, and for the split second our eyes met I knew that it was true – he felt the same. I also knew that he didn't regret a single thing.
And then... he was dead. Looking back on it, now I can laugh. How foolish I was.
Still. The question remains. And from what I gather, the feelings I felt for that damned homunculus who left me on my own - ... were nothing of the lustful greedy sort.
Well. As little as two so named 'Lust' and 'Greed' can feel. As I go over it in my mind, I replay our actions and his words echo through my mind as loud as they ever have.
Can homunculi love?
And... I... miss him.
A/N: Hmm... review and let me know your views? I'm unsure about this and want a couple of extra opinions. Ta :)