A Real Summer Night
No real warnings, I guess. Really tame, actually
Disclaimer: I am not Arakawa-sensei and never will be. Therefore, the boys are not mine.
A warm wind was blowing gently, stirring trash and debris in the streets of Central. The sound of it gently moving through the trees was soothing and calm.
The sky was alive with the stars and moon. Their gentle glow reflected off the puddles and pools of water from the earlier rain shower, creating small rivers of quicksilver.
A radio played a love song from behind a closed and shuttered window. A child's laughter echoed through the streets from faraway before he was immediately hushed.
Edward, hands poised to clap, looked to the General beside him as he was pulling on his gloves.
"Beautiful weather to die in, eh bastard?"
"A true summer night."
Their eyes met as the first gunshot rent the air. The battle had begun.