This may be the beginning of a Roy/Ed drabbledom of fluff. Rating may go up. Got the inspiration from the weather.
I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Rain
Every once in a while in Central, by the squalid apartment shared by the two lovers of the military, it rains.
The rain keeps Ed and Roy inside.
Edward reads and draws aimlessly, taking secret pity on on Roy, who's powers fail in the dampness of the day.
Roy catches up on paperwork, having nothing better to do, privately fretting over how Edward won't be able to go to the library that day.
What Edward doesn't know is that with each clap of thunder Roy finds himself fighting a war, and is glad to have the blond boy by his side.
What Roy doesn't know is that the weather effects Edward's auto-mail, making every motion an agony, and so very appreciative of how Roy helps him just be being there.
Neither of them know how much the other needs them, but they fulfil the other's needs better than if they did.
And the sun comes out again.
