Stray
A FMA fanfiction
By: Something Dysfunctional
Chapter Nine
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Disclaimer: You all know who owns "Fullmetal Alchemist"... Here's a story that I hope will make you all smile, drool, laugh, maybe cry, and giggle over in embarassment. I dedicate this to everyone who is part of the Risembool Rangers and Miniskirt Army that secretly love the idea of Roy and Ed together and everyone else who believes in love- real love, no matter what the cost. This is set SOMEWHAT in the "Loveless" universe because... I like boys with cat-ears and the "FMA" universe because I LOVE the concept of alchemy and all it's wonders. That, and I found these ADOREABLE pictures of Ed with cat ears in Roy's lap that I based this from . Review nicely and happy reading!
-NOTE: This is a short chapter. GAH!!! -author slams head into laptop- I've been on a HUGE writer's block- it ain't funny! I NEED inspiration...
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How can it really be so? I mean... this whole "falling in love" with you? Every waking second feels like a dream and I'm drowning in it constantly. Like I can't breathe. My stomach tightens and my eyes glaze over. It's almost as if I'm not the same person because of you.
Is it a bad thing?
Or a good one?
The way you can touch me without even really trying. Stare at me to get my heart rate going. That damn, slow smile you can make that have my knees buckling together. Or maybe it's the kisses... they're always claiming, soft, and so sweet. I've never felt like this for any person. No one gave me the time.
When looking for Al, I did things... I'm not proud of. But, I needed the information. I had to get it. Even if it meant doing things you would cry at. Turn away from. Leave me.
I think that what might get me. You'll finally learn what I've done and dump me outside. I know you can be cruel, but I wonder how far it can go...
Lately, since Dad showed up, things have been slow. As if time was slowing down. You're busy with work now and I've caught up on all my home-school things. I've been learning alchemy still on the side, even though you hate it. I gotta keep myself preoccupied somehow, right?
But the best part... is when we go to bed.
I crawl into yours and wrap my arms around you, snuggling my face against your chest. You smell like your soap and shampoo and that natural scent that's yours. Your hair is still wet from the shower and you wear nothing but your flannel pants. Sometimes, I'm lucky enough you catch you asleep. You simply make a noise and roll over to scoop me in your embrace and hold me there. You talk in your sleep, too. Sometimes, it's my name. And you smile. That's what gets me soaring.
Knowing that I'm the one that can make you happy.
But now...
I think I'm doubting myself.
Me being here.
It's eating me hard. I'm starting to get scared. I don't want to just shy away. I need you too much. It's more than a game or lust. Now, I think, it's real love. The one thing I want to know...
if that you truly need me?
Please, don't go soft on breaking my heart.
If that happens.
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O_O
-author scurries away-
---the moonlight carries the message of Love.---
'Later Days'
SD