Roy/Ed 45 Themes

A Real Summer Night...

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Ed fidgeted in his seat, as he watched the sin set. Ed wanted more then anything to jump up and leave. Ed would give anything to be somewhere else. Roy, whose arm was wrapped around the antsy alchemist, noticed his distress.

"What's wrong Ed," Roy asked, his voice filled with concern.

"Nothing," came Ed's quick reply.

Roy let the matter drop as he refocused once more on the sun, as it slowly drifted behind the tall buildings of the city. It was something Roy always enjoyed in the summer. Watching the day end, and knowing that tomorrow there would be another beautiful sunset. Roy was so wrapped in his thoughts, that he barely registered Ed's sudden movement.

"This isn't real," Ed yelled, as he untangled himself from Roy, and jumped up from the park bench.

"Ed," Roy questioned, as he stood, placing firm hands on Ed's shoulders. "What's wrong?"

In response Ed simply hung his head. Roy, not really knowing what to do, pulled Ed to his chest. As he wrapped his arms around Ed he could feel soft tremors. It was when he heard a sob escape from Ed, that he grew very concerned.

"Ed, please tell me what's wrong," Roy pleaded.

Ed only buried his head deeper into Roy's chest. Roy could feel the wetness of Ed's tears staining his shirt. As Roy was running a hand through Ed's hair he realized something. Al, Ed's brother had called earlier that day. Maybe Ed was just feeling homesick for his brother.

"Ed, does this have anything to do with your brother?"

The question rang in Ed's ears causing his tears to flow more. His shoulders began to shake violently against Roy's hold.

"It isn't real," Ed finally mumbled against Roy's chest.

"What isn't real?"

"This, everything, summer..." Ed trailed off.

It finally donned on Roy exactly what Ed was trying to say. "Ed, I know that this isn't anything like home, but that doesn't make it real."

"You don't understand," Ed said angrily, pushing away from Roy.

Roy grabbed hold of Ed's shoulders, and looked into his eyes. "Yes I do understand. When I first came here, I didn't think anything was real. Nothing felt like home. But Ed, you can make it real. I am here, we can make it real together."

Ed looked at Roy, a few stray tears sliding down his cheeks. "I'm sorry Roy, I just.." Ed couldn't finish as he tried to hold back a sob.

"It's okay," Roy said pulling Ed back against his chest. "We can make this a real summer night. It will be real, because I'm here. It will be real because your here."

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