Note: These themes were taken out of several different pairings, mainly RoyAi and EdWin. Do not get confused!
Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own FMA, thus I write FanFiction.
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Pain and Wounds
He couldn't stand to see her like this.
Bleeding. Hurting. Dying.
He tried to avoid looking at the gauze-wrapped place where her arm had been before. He couldn't bring himself to see it and yet he couldn't look away.
He wondered if she would go with the automail. She probably would, knowing her. After all, she would have hated to be useless to him.
The sleeping figure stirred and then she was looking at him.
"Young Master," she mumbled quietly. She sounded almost guilty.
He shook his head.
"I told you, Ran Fan," he said quietly, "Call me Ling."
She shook her head, but smiled.
"I guess I'm useless to you now."
He violently shook his head.
His voice came out as a low whisper.
"No. You could never be useless to me, despite how many limbs you're losing. I won't give up on you, no matter what."
"Why? I failed you, Ling. You could have been hurt, even killed! I deserved what I got."
"Don't worry about me!" He was yelling now, angry. "Worry about yourself! You're the one who was hurt, not me! You were amazing out there, Ran Fan! You saved me!"
He didn't realize he was crying and she didn't point it out.
Because some of the most painful wounds cannot be seen on the skin.