-1A/N: I started this for what seemed like forever ago, and since I am unable to do anything about ALTMUF at the moment (muse ran off again), I decided to finish this little gem. Hope ya'll like.
Disclaimer: I own FMA…if "own" means nine DVDs, a pendant, a pair of Roy's gloves, a tin of mints, and a boatload of fanfics and fanart pieces.
…Yeah, I own nothing. XD
"Walls"
If walls could talk, they would probably say lots of things about what they had seen and heard. If walls could talk, they would tell long stories of things long since passed, both mundane and significant. They would tell of the people whose life they enclosed, protecting it from unwelcome eyes.
If Edward Elric's walls could talk, they would tell humorous anecdotes of the times he had shared with his brother over the years. They would also tell of pain and the tears that no one had been allowed to see. They would tell of how much Ed missed his younger brother, now that he'd returned to Resembool to live with the Rockbells.
If Edward Elric's walls could talk, the topic of conversation would have slowly started shifting from the angst-filled sleepless evenings where Edward would silently cry himself exhausted to the sudden appearance of a certain dark-haired military officer who'd been dropping by more often as time passed.
If Edward Elric's walls could talk, they would be able to tell stories of the long talks over tea that often stretched into the early morning. They'd relate the few moments of peace between two once-bickering men. They'd tell of the small bits of time where one would look at the other, though the other wouldn't see, and it would appear as though there was more to the two of them that no one but the walls could see.
If Edward Elric's walls could talk, they would tell of recent nights in front of the small fireplace, where both men would do nothing but sit and read, until one would bring up something of interest, which would usually spur a debate; those nights often carried on into the morning as well. They would tell of nights where the debates never ended until one usually fell asleep.
If Edward Elric's walls could talk, they would say more about those nights, where it was usually Ed who fell asleep, after which time, Roy would come over and drape a blanket across the sleeping alchemist, and even once, was daring enough to brush a kiss across his forehead.
If Edward Elric's walls could talk, they would tell of two once-feuding individuals who got close through their shared interest in the thing that made them special, and the things that separated them from most people…that made them get closer than they ever would to anyone else…
If Edward Elric's walls could talk, they'd probably be screaming like a rabid fangirl right now.