Special Someone
Many times over the years, Maes Hughes had impressed on his best friend the importance of finding that one person he could pour all of his love and attention into.
In time, it became a ritual of theirs; Maes would call daily, regardless of where in the world they were, or what they were doing. He would then proceed to tell Roy all about Gracia, and later, Elysia as well. And, just when he sensed Roy was about to hang up in exasperation, he would stop mid rant and encourage Roy to find someone of his own.
And then Roy would really hang up.
Hughes had always told him that when he found his special someone, everything would be right in the world, that everything would suddenly be so much simpler, that nothing could ever go wrong again.
When he said these things though, he probably hadn't anticipated Roy falling in love with a fellow Alchemist, a fellow soldier. He probably hadn't imagined that the country could be thrown back into war so easily. He probably hadn't expected anything quite like this.
Hughes had always told him that when he found his special someone, there would be nothing he wouldn't do for them.
Roy stroked Ed's blood streaked hair, either not noticing or not caring when the tears began to fall.
Hughes had never said how much it would hurt when there was nothing he, or anyone, could do for them anymore.
End
a/n: I did it again. Well, it wasn't Roy this time actually. But still. –sigh- I can't believe I did that.
