Disc: I'm poor… My Ed & Roy mintbox says not to sue me.
In Which the Flame Studies a Flame
Colors have never really attracted me. I'm an alchemist not an artist. Color for me only goes as far as my flames. I would prefer to see the lines and designs behind a picture rather then the shades and to hell with artistic interpretation.
I guess it's fortunate for me that I consider Ed to be a flame.
My office is a pretty standard military office. There are a couple of dull shades of greens and browns and the random black of my ashtray but for the most part the office is off-white. The walls, the lighting… the paperwork.
But if you're lucky, you might have a chance to see the office on a particular day when it is visited by the Full Metal Alchemist. Tough like his name infers but a bit shorter then most would think, Edward brought a light into a room. A certain glow akin to that of a fireplace.
I smirk as he glares at me. We settle into our normal routine.
As I lecture him about his past mission, I scan the boy for the millionth time. So what if detaining Edward in my office is one of my guilty pleasures? There are only so many interesting things that happen around this time of year. The kid is a nice relief to all of the summer boredom.
"Now, Fullmetal we can't have you costing us anymore mon-"
The light is reflecting in his hair. It's a dark strawberry blonde but it shines gold in the sunlight. It's like the halo of saints from the ancient religions. But, Edward is anything but a saint.
Edward Elric's god is Edward Elric and you should never forget it. His right arm and left leg are a testament to this. They are the random grays in his fire. The Flame Alchemist in me whispers that they are the ash. After all, a fire needs evidence of its blaze. Evidence that he's ashamed of. Too young to understand. Later on he will come to realize the importance of those scars but for now he covers them up in his trademark black and red attire.
His face is young but has matured over the years I've known him. Ed's only sixteen but his features have acquired a certain degree of hardness. And there's a slight wrinkle on the left end of his mouth that many wouldn't notice but I've known him for too long. The face itself is handsome. In a couple of years, I'll probably have a new adversary on the dating field but for some reason I don't worry. As my eyes follow the high arch of his eyebrows and the straight line of his nose I know that he wouldn't date around. As I settle on his most distinguished traits I feel reassured knowing that those golden pools wouldn't melt for just anyone.
Ed's eyes match almost flawlessly with his hair but his eyes are just a bit bronzer. Those eyes can turn hard as the metal of his right arm when facing those who threaten him but can just as easily turn into molten amber when facing those he loves. And those eyes are clearly not focused on the words that are coming out of my mouth.
"Full Metal, are you listening to me?"
The question just begs to be asked even though I already knew the real answer. I grin inwardly. Maybe I can catch him off guard and another one of his infamous explosions. My train of thought is derailed as I realize that he is looking at me. Looking at me like I look at him.
I paused uncertainly.
"Full Metal?"
The corner of his mouth tugged up and the line deepened. At that moment, Ed exuberated a confidence that he only got when faced with a challenge. My fighter's senses heightened with the anticipation for the rest of the summer that suddenly wasn't looking so boring.
"I'm listening."
Author's Note
Drabbles are cute! lol. This was a bit late but it's just like me to have to drag myself to write things… and of all times at 1:40 in the morning. But, I took a nap and I've drunken too much coffee. I did this all in one sitting and it hasn't been revised by anyone so it might have been a bit off. I still hope you enjoyed. I've already got another idea lined up… Another bit of drabbles about the properties of fire paralleled to Roy and somebody's relationship. Not sure if it'll be Ed or Riza. And if anyone steals… be warned that I check the fma category at least every other day… and if I catch you I shall send my fat cat to go sit on you and smother you to death. RAWR. lol. Tee hee my AN looks bigger then the drabble but shhh.
Like always.
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