Hello guys. Key here, and this fanfiction is for all my short little one-shot drabbles/themes or whatever. I was inspired by someone's 100 Roai things (it was beautiful, may I add) so I'm doing this. These are all random FMA one-shot/drabbles/themes that I thought of at random times in a day.
Dressed inBlack
Three figures stood, dressed all in black attire, standing next to a large pile of dirt near a tree. A stone grave marked the area, with the name scrawled neatly on it.
Alphonse Elric, it read.
The brother of said Alphonse, Edward, closed his golden eyes and put his head down, his bangs casting a shadow over his face. "He didn't even get to die in his own body. We didn't even get to bury his own body!" he said, his voice cracking. A whimper fell out of his mouth. "What do I have to live for!? He's gone...he's gone..."
The blonde girl next to him said nothing, but a tear streaked down her cheek. A man next to him looked over at the almost-crying boy. The man was frowning. "Fullmetal," he spoke, his voice low and gruff, with that threatening tone to it that was - usually - never intentional. "Fullmetal, what do you think it would be like if you were gone?" The broken boy looked up at the Colonel.
The man grabbed the smaller boy's collar, bringing the blonde's dull eyes to meet his own as his feet were lifted somewhat off the ground. "What do you think Winry would do, hm? And the team? You're one of us too, you know. Don't go dying on me Fullmetal, and don't go trying to die. You've already got a dangerous enough lifestyle as it is." Roy dropped the teenager, who stumbled when his feet touched the ground again.
A small, sad smile that barely shown - only the boy's lip thinning out being a signal - adorned the boy's face as Mustang continued, his voice becoming quiet again.
"Besides, you're enough paperwork as it is without you being dead."