The Man She Wants

Author: MoonStarDutchess

Part 2: Bride

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA and I gain no profit from this fanfiction.


I ignore the stares and talking of people along the streets as I run. My veil and train on my dress floats behind me like wings. I wish they were. I would be able to get to him quicker.

I feel guiltier with every step away from the building and my wedding. I led him on, though not wittingly. He was, no, he is a wonderful person. A civilian I can have a family with someday. I saw it in my mind but something always hung over the vision like a tornado sucking up the complete happiness I was supposed to possess. He is someone that respects me as an equal. We have a lot in common.

Perhaps that is one of the worst things in a relationship. We never argued, never discussed much, because we are too much alike. That makes things complacent, dull. There is compatibility, but no spark. As corny as it sounds, the only one that can set a spark in me is Roy.

Roy elicits feelings from me that no one else can. He knows how to make me angry, and does so with such expertise I want to shoot him sometimes. But he knows how to make me smile too. He brings forth my genuine softer side, respects my opinions when they differ from his (which happens often). He's sweet, kind; everything that my ex groom is, but so much more.

I always let my stubbornness, my fear, and the barriers of work, get between us. And the kind man I almost married, suffered for my stupidity. He proved just what a wonderful person he is by letting me go, without a scene, and without hate. I hope he finds someone that deserves him someday.

As I turn up the street to Roy's house, my nerves kick in. I can feel the light sheen of sweat developing on my palms and my heartbeat increasing more in its beating than what the run here would cause.

What if he doesn't feel the same as I do. I know he cares for me, but how much? Just a friend? A colleague?

It matters but at the same time, it doesn't. It matters because I love him. I don't want my heart shattered. It doesn't matter because this confession has to come. It's long overdue and if it turns out his answer is negative, then I can live with the fact that he knows how I feel. That I hadn't hurt anyone other than myself.

I walk through the gateway and see through the window that the light in his study is on. I approach the door, and stand in front of it a full minute before my hand comes up to the dark red wood, and I knock.

Then I wait for the man I want.


AN: The groom was just a civilian I needed for my purpose of getting this bunny out of my brain. I can't really see that she would date someone in the military other than Roy. First person is really hard for me to write because I wanted to get realistic thoughts which meant sometimes I had to transition to a past way of speaking. Hope you enjoyed it and please review if you have the time.