Of course, it's Elena and Dante. What do you expect? *heart*
Eep, I love this so much. X'D
21. Close
She's close. The Stray Alchemist is just a few feet away. It would be easy to catch him. They both realize it.
He holds his breath, not sure if she's found him. He doesn't want to be found; doesn't want to have to run again.
She walks around silently, searching the room. She stops a few feet away from his hiding place. She moves on, walking out of the room.
She rationalizes to herself that she doesn't care, that the military is unimportant to her even though she's enlisted.
But that's a lie.
She doesn't catch him because… there's a chance that she might like him. She was close, yes, but in a sense… she was miles away.