Alrighty, so Ruri's running outside, right? okee dokee...

Disclamer: too tired to write anything funni, so I'm just gonna say I don't own him, alright? Stupid Lawyers... is that how you spell it?

Please dont mind the grammar and spelling... Even though I'm in the gifted classes and have an acceptable grade.

General point of view...

"Ruri!" Ed ran frantically about in the pouring rain that was matting his hair down to his head. The streetlamps were nothing but a blur in the rolling grey around the city of Vale. He could hardly see six inches in front of his nose. The grey automail was cold and hard against his forehead as he brushed the hair impatiently from his face.

Calling out her name again, he continued to run, wind whipping his face and legs, rain thrashing at him like small lethal bullets.

Unconsciously, the song Boulevard of Broken Dreams (By Greenday) floated into his head. It was a song she listened to on the train.

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

He continued shearching for her, jogging coming to a run...

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah

He slowed suddenly, hunched over, hands on his knees. Her smiling face flashed across his mind. Her voice, her sent of flowers. The soft touch of her lips as the sun grazed them through the window on the train.

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's f-ed up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone
I walk a...

Ed collapsed to his hands and knees, vomiting. Blood and tears ran together as he was wracked with silent sobs. White gloves turned crimson with the very liquid that ran through his veins. The very substance that rushed to his cheeks and ears when she smiled. What sped up to a frightening pace when she came close enough.

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I walk alone
I walk a...

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

He though he saw something... Pain shot through him as he was pelted again with drops pain's essence. A grimace flitted across his face as he edged closer and saw that there were two people... Blood ran from his mouth in little streams of death...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...

And there she was, wrapped in Shiro's arms. Her face buried against his chest. And her body was being shaken violently with choked sobs. Tears of sorrow that had been building up over the last week ran freely with the rain as she looked up at the silver-haired boy holding her tightly. She released her fierce grip on his white shirt and wrapped her arms around his neck. Pressing her forehead against his cheek, she said, "You know, I thought I had lost my family forever that night." Rain poured down Shiro's hair, dripping onto her cheeks and running down her neck.

He only nodded, full of understand and comfort. Ed couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"But, I never realized. They were here all along." She brought her head down and forced a smile, though tears continued to down her face. "Thank you so much." And, still, the little grey droplets fell from the sky, still running with Ed's blood, still flowing with Ruri's tears.

He only pulled her tighter. Her face was once again pressed in the snowy fabric covering his shoulder. Ed turned, facing the rain again. To him, the rain that was falling to the Earth was full of pain and death, rejection and hatred. But to Ruri, who was now only about thrirty feet away, each droplet wiped away the pain, and flooded her with warmth and relization. Even though it brought back memories that she used to want to forget, it showed her that you could never cut away a piece of your life. It showed her she wasn't alone.

The rain gave Ed something to listen to while he walked to the hotel. He walked the empty street alone. Not even his shadow was there to walk beside him. And his heart was left behind on the pavement, running with the blood and drops of pain.

'Til then I walk alone...

Al had fallen asleep by the time Ed got back to the hotel. He went into his bedroom and locked the door tight with alchemy, stripped down to his boxers, and fell on the floor. Moments of what he had just seen flashed across his eyes. He fell asleep into a dreamless night of black, pieces of his heart so small that they could pass through the eye of a needle.

Ruri got home with Shiro a couple minutes after Ed, completely unaware that he was following her. But as she stepped in, the heavy weight of sadness and anger filled the room. Shiro followed, catching the door before it woke anyone. She too changed, and layed down on the couch. Shiro opened his eyes since she was done changing, and walked over.

"Won't you get cold?"

She smiled. "It's alright. The other room with all the blankets is locked, and I don't want to wake anyone if their sleeping."

"You were already out in the rain. I don't want you getting sick."

He stood beside her and unfurled his wings, which were still dripping. "Here, you dry me, and I'll keep you warm throughout the night."

She did not understand, for he was an ice deamon, but seeing it was hopeless to argue, she got up and placed two weary hands on his sholders. Closing her eyes, she murmured, "Toros pai, shalom vreth coluthe." (Tanslation: spirit of fire, give him warmth.) Instantly, Ruri's hands glowed red, and a very warm gust flitted quickly around the two. Feathers rustled and hair blew with the breeze. Slowly, the wind dispersed, leaving both human and deamon dry and warm. She lay back down on the old couch, saying, "Happy? But I don't know what good it'll do, your element is ice. Ice isn't very warm."

"But feathers are, aren't they?" He raised her shoulders and slid underneath her head, putting a pillow on his lap. Carefully laying Ruri's head down again, he though he saw a small blush on her cheeks.

"Do I have something on my face?"

"Huh?" He whipped his head up and focused on his job: protecting her. Stretching his wings to the limit (About a seven foot span total), he carefully relaxed one so it layed on her legs and midriff. The other one curled around her head and shoulders. He looked down and smiled.

Her eyes closed and she squeezed the hand the was resting right beside hers. "Good night. And thanks again. "

"Good night, Ruri."