Promises

Edward Elric had been waiting just outside the train station for an hour now. It was, of course, raining, but not even that could make him join the surging crowds inside. The train he was waiting for was supposed to have arrived forty-five minutes ago, but had been delayed due to, you guessed it, in-climate weather.

So, he was sitting on the steps leading up to the station, just below the overhang. Unfortunately, it was also windy, so the rain was just being blown into his face. And he couldn't even leave because he had promised Al that he would meet him and Winry here.

Edward had yet to break a promise to his brother. He wasn't going to start now because of a little rain.

He sighed, resting his head on his knees, curling up as much as was possible. Winry was going to yell at him for exposing his automail to such conditions, and then lecture him on the dangers of rust. She wouldn't care that he had only done so so that he could welcome them to Central.

Even through the rain, and wind, and crowds, he could hear the footsteps coming up the steps towards him.

He lifted his head, glancing at the pro-offered hand, which, he noted with surprise, was bare.

Sighing, he took it, and was pulled to his feet.

When the hand tried to pull him closer, he resisted.

"I'm wet."

Roy sighed and gave up on trying to bring Ed to him. Instead he stepped forward to wrap one arm around the shivering alchemist, the other holding a blue umbrella over their heads. "You're also cold."

End

a/n: Okay. Lame, I know. But it was a very persistent plot bunny, and just wouldn't go away until I wrote it. Bear with me, it'll be better tomorrow, I promise.