Disclaimer: I did own FMA once... but then I woke up.
Inspired by L'Arc-en-Ciel's beautiful "the silver shining".
A Night Under the Moon
Not a sound could be heard in the night. The gleaming crescent of the moon lit up the sky, its faint silver shining over the grounds of the earth. Tall shadows grew and reached far across abandoned fields ands sleeping houses, covering them in darkness.
Roy sat under a tree, leaning against the trunk with his head tilted upwards, admiring the sight of the night sky. For as long as he could remember, the moon had always been a fascination of his. It was so grand and striking despite being so far off in the distance. Its shape could change in one night but still stay fundamentally the same. Despite being constantly surrounded by stars in different sizes, it stayed strong and independent. Its cool grace always remained.
Roy sighed, but allowed himself to silently continue to watch the sky above. He had never been much for philosophy, but the night air did weird things to his head.
The sound of uneven footsteps in the damp grass interrupted his thoughts. He turned slightly to face the blonde-haired man as Ed sat down beside him.
"Still watching the moon, eh?" his lover greeted with a small smile.
"Yes. It's a nice night," Roy answered, pulling the younger male closer. They sat there for a while, enjoying the silence.
Then Ed let out a soft chuckle.
"Hopeless, aren't we?"
Roy smirked. "It's a shame, really."
As time slowly passed, the moon disappeared from the early morning sky to give place for the distant rays of the sun. Roy and Ed had long since abandoned the garden for the wonders of their bedroom, feeling strangely inspired by the glimmer of the moon and the stars.
It was a welcome change… being hopeless romantics for a night.