A/N: So I found this quote when I speed-read (sped read?) Nathaniel Hawthorne's book, the Scarlet Letter, on Sunday, over the course of five hours. And the second I saw it, I was like "Oh, wow. I'm pretty sure that this is about Roy and Ed..." it even used the word "transmuted!" So I had to write a fic about it, but I couldn't get anything to fit. Until now. So I hope you like it. Just a note: It IS RoyEd. So if you don't like the pair, I'm sorry, but I'd encourage you to read it anyway, because, for me I (at least tried to) sum up why I think that RoyEd is an (at all feasable) pair. And if you're more of a het person, I have some EdWin coming up, too. I'm trying to keep it balanced. Anyway, enjoy!
-Title: Reality- -Word Count: 267- -Warnings: Umm.. RoyEd. Nothing explicit, but deff. yaoi.-
"Both love and hate render a high degree of intimacy and heart-knowledge; each renders one individual dependent upon another. Philosophically considered, therefore, the two passions seem essentially the same. Both persons, mutual victims as they have been, may, unawares, have found their earthly stock of hatred and antipathy transmuted into golden love."
What exactly is hate? Roy wonders, And what is love, really? All his life, he thought that he knew the answers to those questions. People you hate are your enemies. You want to hurt them, cause them pain. You don't care at all about their thoughts or emotions or anything else. And people you love, those were the ones you would do anything for. All you want is for them to be happy, even at your own expense. Or so he thought.
But on one night, five years ago, everything had changed. On that cold, dark, wet night, one boy had been thrust into his life, forever blurring the lines of reality for him. How one boy, even a brilliant, impulsive prodigy of a boy, could have so completely changed his reality, he still isn't sure. All he knows is that no words could ever sum up the emotions he feels towards Ed; hate, love, friendship, maybe even jealousy… He doesn't even try to understand it anymore. One moment he and Ed can be locked in the bitterest of battles, exchanging words and blows without thought towards the consequences, and in the next he would be throwing himself into danger just to protect the younger alchemist, anything to keep him safe from harm.
But, as Ed's lips press against his, their bodies fitting together in the most perfect way, he feels all angry thoughts fade away from his mind, so that he has to wonder why he ever thought that he hated the Fullmetal Alchemist, because all he can think about now is how much better love feels.