Summary: Rated T for blood loss. "Sometimes the most amazing things can happen...sometimes, no matter how loosely or tightly you hold onto him or her, your love, your dream, he or she will slip right through your fingers."
Disclaimer: I must revisit this issue. If I owned Full Metal Alchemist, darnit, Hughes wouldn't be dead! It's not freaking fair!
But somehow, it's enough…
She'd always thought that when you fell in love, even when it was with a friend, it would be like an overwhelming epiphany. Not so. At least not this one. She realized that she'd loved him longer than she could tell. She knew that this would complicate things for her when he came home from now on. Before, she didn't understand why she acted the way she did. Now she did. And the reason, Because I love him, would be tied to her every action, her every word. And that scared her.
It turned out that she was worried for nothing. Everything was the same as every other time he came home, except that she packed away everything he said to her, minus the insults, into a corner of her mind. She wanted to remember the special moments with him, just in case… That thought made her heartsick. He always promised that he'd get Al back to normal, but he never promised that the both of them were coming home together. That was part of the reason she yelled at him. Her fear that someday, he wouldn't be able to hear her.
She let her head fall to the side. Yep, she was in love. And it wasn't the mind-blowing, can't-eat, can't-sleep kind. But, somehow, in its own way, it was enough. It was love, true love, the kind she'd always been looking for.
(A/N: I just saw episode 44. I'm depressed. So while I cry, go ahead and read, review, enjoy, I guess.)