Yes, I put out drabbles like mosquito's are annoying.
Fading Wind: Wow, thanks so much for the Wonderful Review! That made my day just hearing it! It made me all tingly inside. And I suppose it is kind of vague. Originally Him was a little longer-but it didn't turn out right that way so I took off the paragraph that might have given anyone the hint in the story who –him- was, and instead I just put it in the pairings thing. I suppose the Roy x Jean is vague, too. The Jean x Ed was supposed to be vague.
Warning: Non-direct Spoilers for Episode 25, angst.
Rating: None
Pairings: None really.
Best friends are very important. They can make you laugh, they can make you smile, and they . . . can make you cry. Best friends mean the world to you, and when you loose one-then there is this big empty void that is created. It feels like your life is torn in, too. It feels like . . . you might just want to do the unthinkable to just be with them again-to hear their voice, to see their face, to feel their hand.
Roy Mustang knows the pain; he knows it all to well. More than once, more than twice, countless times that gun has been place under his chin or in his mouth. Yet, he can not pull the trigger. It hurts too much, everything. Loosing, and trying to regain what has been lost.
But the Colonel, still has people who need him; A devoted dog of the military, who needs him and his ideals to follow; A female officer who needs someone to care for-yet so subtly it's hardly obvious; A young boy who has lost everything, who needs someone to look up to no matter how many times curse words are thrown. Yet, there are still more, still more people who need him. Colonel Roy Mustang has people who care.
Yet, once something is lost, once a void is created-it can never be filled. And once a tear slides down, things don't rewind. The tear stays, no matter if it's ignored or if it's wiped.
People carry their tears on their cheeks, but only the person who they belong to can truly feel them.