Disclaimer: I don't own FMA…too bad for me…
I Could Die In Your Arms
He looked down at the shaking beauty in his arms. She gave him a weak smile in return. Her blood slowly dripped from the wound in her chest, staining his once-blue sleeve a dangerously dark crimson. He knew there was no one around; no one to help. He'd tried; so hard; but there was no way to save her fragile life now. That opportunity had come and gone quite quickly.
She made a shaky attempt to alter her eyes to meet his. The success was uncanny, for she was too weak. With each passing moment, she felt her life quickly dancing away.
"Hold on. I'll never leave you," she said, looking once more into his panicky eyes. The pain in her chest pulsed through her body once more, and it took all of her not to scream out. He saw the anguish in her eyes and couldn't bear it. He couldn't understand why it had to be her; he couldn't grasp that this was her fate. He tried to carefully lift her almost lifeless body, but it only weakened her more.
"Roy!" she pleaded with as much strength as she could must. "Let it be. There's nothing you can do."
Tears spilled from the brim of his eyes as her grip on his hand began to slip more and more quickly.
"Goodbye, Roy…we'll meet again someday…" and with that, her eyes closed for the last time and her body lay lifeless in his arms. Roy's body began to shake with sobs. He felt she was gone forever, but he was somehow comforted; for he knew that her spirit lived on…
a/n: Hope you liked it…