Chapter 4
You are sitting on the sidewalk in a pit of misery. If you had a kitten, it ran away to go find some other master. Someone who actually made it into the military… I.E. Not you. If you didn't have a kitten, someone else's just came up and begged to be petted. You hugged it. It peed on you. And then it ran away to find another master. Someone who actually made it into the military… I.E. Not you.
You just got dissed.
By a cat.
Loser.
Are you gonna take that?!?!?
Meh, why not? Everybody hates you. Why bother?
And you just failed the State Alchemy Exam.
LOSER!!!
*sob.*
*sniffle*
*sob*
Apparently, not everyone hates you.
Apparently, it's heart wrenching to watch you cry.
There is a God after all. And apparently, he's loves you.
A lot.
For as you are sitting there on the street corner, bawling your eyes out, you hear footsteps. Assuming that it is some passer-by who doesn't shiv a git about you and your problems, you continue to weep in a most beautiful and pitiable fashion, shaking with weak little sobs like a kicked puppy.
Somebody squats down in front of you. "Hey, what's wrong?"
You hope they will go away and let out another disconsolate wail.
"Don't cry! What happened? Are you okay?" A warm hand touches the side of your face.
You whimper.
Silence.
…
Whoa!
This somebody just put their arms around you and is now rocking you back and forth. "It's okay…Do you want me to call a doctor or something? Are you hurt?"
You shake your head and pull away, wiping your eyes.
Then you look up at the guy kneeling in front of you.
Sweet…CHIPMUNKS!!!
The sun god just stopped by to say hello.
He is by some means unknown to man able to fit into the categories "hot" and "cute" at the same time. Need I say more? And he has the most adorable, huge, gorgeous eyes you've ever seen. They are… no joke, honest to goodness, bet on your life, swear on all that's holy… the most perfectly incredible, absolutely make-you-want-to-melt-while-your-insides-go-squirmy-and-you're-loving-it, tepid/sweet, shimmering gold color that just made your heart rate shoot up faster than a skyrocket.
Forget gold.
They're like…liquid sunshine.
And his hair is more or less the same color.
Have I mentioned that he is HOT?!?!?
And CUTE?!?!?
And he's just looking at you.
Like…
He reaches out and wipes the tears of your face with his thumb before trailing it along your jaw line and laying his hand against your neck. You can feel your pulse throbbing against his fingers like your blood's trying to burble its way out so it can touch him.
And you sit there.
And he's staring at you.
You're still crying, though you're trying really hard not to.
Ever so slowly, he leans forward.
You can't move.
Hell, do you want to?
And just like that, he's kissing you really slowly and tenderly like he's trying to transmute both of you down into a puddle of melted candy. The sun is beating down on your back, pounding against you so warmly that it feels like the two of you have somehow managed to fuse together and are sharing the same heartbeat.
You're running a fever, you've got alchemic arrays squiggling under your skin, and everything just hit equilibrium and rocked backwards so fast that you two may have triggered the second Big Bang. Hello Apocalypse!
You're still kissing.
…
Yum.
…
Oh yes, God most definitely loves you.
In fact, you may very well be his favorite.
Cause girl, you just kissed Edward Elric.
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