True Love by Miyu Camui
A/N: Yay, I'm back with another chappie. This one will be much longer, promise. I hope you liked it up to this point. I love reviews and it only takes a few seconds to leave one.
Oh yeah, I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. Hiromu Arakawa does. I also don't own the Gazette, "Guren" or any of their music.
Chapter Three: Crimson Lotus
There was a knock on the door. Edward opened his eyes to see Roy opening it and inviting the person inside. It was Winry. Ed immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"What is going on?" she asked. "He didn't come home last night..."
"He's confused," Roy replied.
"About what?"
"He says he woke up and was married to you."
"So he doesn't remember anything?" Her voice cracked at the end of the sentence.
"Winry," Roy whispered. "Don't cry. We will figure this out."
"Maybe I should just go before he wakes up," she said. Edward heard her high heels click on the hardwood floor. "Don't tell him I was here," Winry added and shut the door behind her.
Edward sat up immediately and glared at Mustang. "What was that about?"
Roy smiled at him and lit a cigarette. "I figured you were awake."
Edward's eyes widened. "Since when do you smoke?"
Roy started to answer, but Edward interrupted him.
"What was that about?" he repeated.
"She's worried about you, Ed," he murmured.
"She is not my wife!" he exclaimed, slamming his fist on the chair nearby. The chair fell backwards with a crash and a painting of a lake on the wall fell on top of it.
Roy stood up and walked over to where the painting was and picked it up. Placing it back on the wall, he picked up the chair and sat next next to Edward.
"Before you destroy my house, let's calm down."
Ed pouted. "I am calm."
"You're angry and I know it better than anyone," Roy said, grabbing Ed's face within his hands. He pulled him towards his body and kissed him gently.
Edward pulled away and asked, "If I am supposed to be married to Winry, why do you keep kissing me?"
"No matter how much I try to deny it, I still love you, Edward. Your brother loves Winry and that is why he hates you. Because you married the person he loved most."
Roy hugged Edward and began to sing along to the radio that was playing.
I'm sorry... after awhile, let me sleep by your name
The passing days drew us closer
The pain is matched with joy
Both hands reflect that
I cry when i think of you
There is a rain of sadness
It's fine just to remain unknown
I tremble for repose, i remembered
What do you want to see in this reeled in dream?
I don't want you to fade
Let me hear, even a sigh
A small heartbeat, that isn't there
I want you come here!
Unchanging dreams, if this continues on
Please don't pause in your happiness
Even if it doesn't need to called out but
The drowning days are piling over me.
I don't want you to fade
Let me hear, even a sigh
A small heartbeat, that isn't there
I want you come here!
Even the hands of salvation is also in vagueness
Will there be a cocoon at intervals of the second, without the string tearing off?
I want to hear, even a sigh
Little rhythm to the sound of the heartbeat
Of untouched prayers delivered.
The name which I cannot call out I held closely
Counting with my fingers, I don't want tomorrow to disappear
Hearing with blocked ears
The sound of a broken cradle
The spring time will never come again
The crimson lotus is in bloom
Edward opened his eyes and looked up at Roy. The tears on his face kept coming but he was sound asleep, or so it seemed. As he sat up, Roy simply held onto him.
"What is it?" Edward protested.
"Please," Roy whispered. "Let me stay like this for a while longer."
Edward put his head back and let Mustang hold him for a while. When Ed was almost asleep, Roy got up and walked out the door.
What's going on? Edward thought and walked toward the door.
When he opened the door, the familiar face looked at him with menace. His blond hair was similar to his own and the eyes pierced into his own. It was Alphonse.