Awww, last drabble, and I still don't own FMA! Thanks for all your support, guys!
# 15 – Run

There had been ways to escape in Ishvar, if only for a while.

They had run to one another, and as they had fallen together she had whimpered at the feeling of the first time, but as a soldier she thought the sting of bullets penetrating skin was far more painful.

When they were done, they lay together despite the fact that it was too hot to even breathe, and she noticed the tiny, single bloodstain between them. Tomorrow it would be gone, washed away by rough, gritty soap, but the covenant would remain forever, with her body as proof.