Title:Milk
Words:100
Pairing: One sided RoyxEd
Warnings: none
Summary: Ed wondered how he could be such an idiot. - 'There's no use crying over spilt milk,'
A/N:A angsty drabble/100 word challenge. I debated whether I wanted to save this idea and expand on it when I had finished Ich Will but I decided that I liked it as it was. It leaves ample amount of space for the reader's imagination to view this in their own way. Doesn't mean I might not make a longer version or companion to this at some later time.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA or the characters, only the writing is mine.
Fullmetal Alchemist © Hiromu Arakawa
Ed wondered how he could be such an idiot.
How could he believe that anything would have changed. Why had he hoped?
Ed knew why and he hated the answer.
It wasn't whiskey in his glass, whiskey wouldn't take the taste of Roy out of his mouth.
It was something to drown out the rot in his stomach.
Ed gave a pathetic sigh and pitched the glass of milk down his throat. Grimacing at the taste, he knew that it wouldn't help. It wouldn't change the fact that the man he loved didn't want him.
That Roy didn't love him.
EDIT! Aug/14/2011: Now a series of 100 word chapter/drabbles that has devoured my soul!