Disclaimer! I do not own Kimblee, Lust, or any Fullmetal Alchemist references excedpt for my OC Akira. I am just a lowly fangirl. Enjoy!
Darkened Light
Akira Spencer knocked on Kimblee's door. When she did not hear an answer, she walked in – knowing that it was hard to hear the door from Kimblee's room.
"Solf?" Akira called. She stepped into his slightly untidy living room. As she grew closer to Kimblee's room, she heard feint noises.
When she peaked in, a dark haired woman looked up from Kimblee's bed. Her pail arms were around Kimblee's body. Akira's boyfriend was as entangled in this woman as she was.
Akira couldn't suppress her anger as she burst open the door. She stared at Kimblee with hurt blue eyes. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice shaking.
"Akira. I can explain," he stood up and slipped his pants on. Moving quickly, he came over to her, pulling her in.
"Can you?" she fought back her tears. She refused to hug him back.
"Yes, Akira dear," he said, moving her just enough to kiss her gently. However, something was off.
"Kimblee. Is that her?" the woman asked. She sat up, pulling the blanket up with her. Her long wavy hair fell down her chest. As Akira saw the woman's hair fall, she realized a small red tattoo on her chest. It looked odd.
"Akira, this is Lust. She is a friend of mine. She was sick and needed a place to stay," he explained.
"Really?" Akira asked, only half believing. "And you were naked why?"
"Well, uh, because..." he stammered.
"He was sharing his body heat with me. My temperature was falling fast," Lust spoke for him.
Akira looked between Kimblee's now relieved face and Lust's sly smile. She did not believe a single word. "Yeah right," Akira shook her head. "Bye, Kimblee!"
She stormed out of his house, tears falling down her cheeks.
That was the day that Akira first started to despise other state alchemists, Her trust had dwindled and she would never be able to look at Kimblee the way she used to.
She turned from sweet, innocent Light Alchemist to hateful, stern Akira.