A/N: I swear by all the gods in heaven, I was JOKING when I said that Sin and Redemption was the first part of FMA: the Musical. It was really intended to be a oneshot. But then I saw Gigi at the Adobe Theater (very good, by the way) and I couldn't get the idea of an Ed/Roy love song out of head. So here you have it, and there will probably be more to follow. Ed has been so angsty and sad in these two, I want to give him a fun song, like I am Not Short. And Al definitely gets a kitty song. So please enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA or any of its characters. If I did, you can bet that Hughes would still live, and there would be many more cases of Riza and Havoc walking in on Ed and Roy making out.

Official Warning: Yaoiness is a deadly, contagious disease which is rarely curable once caught. If you have innocently came by this fanfiction, unconscious of the countless dangers in the world (such as yaoiness) that surrounds you, and have planned to examine its contests out of curiosity, you have been warned. If you happen to a) become deeply sickened by its contents, or b) become deeply moved by its contents and become a sufferer of yaoiness, please do not blaim the author of this fanfiction. If you are already suffering from yaoiness, please do not hesitate to read the contents of this fanfic. However, if you become a) even more yaoi after reading this fanfic, or b) disappointed by this fanfic because it wasn't hard enough for a minor like you, of which neither makes much difference because you will end up a yaoi anyway, please do not blame the author either. Having said all this, I have probably further increased your curiosity to reading this fanfic. Therefore I apologize. Furthermore, you have been warned for one last time. Please, consider your options wisely before you proceed to cast your eyes down to the contents of this story. Of course, there is always the option of committing suicide by jumping off a cliff, if you are deeply confused by your list of options. Thank you for your time. (source: Kiiro Yumetobu, via Hanjuuluver).

And now - (dramatic pause) the actual fanfic! Yay!

Saraba, Mitsukai no Mugen

(Farewell, Angel of Dreams)

(Disclaimer: to anyone who can actually read Japanese or has enough free time to have actually look this up, it means nothing! I am sure it is either nonsense or a grammatical nightmare and I apologize. I was basically just stringing together random words I looked up and liked into something that vaguely resembled a phrase. The translation is just what I wish it would say, could I speak Japanese)

Riza: It's getting late, sir. Shouldn't you be getting home?

Roy: I still have some work to finish. But you can head out if you want. I'll be all right here.

Riza: Goodnight, sir.

- Riza exits slowly. Roy walks over to the window and stares out moodily. –

Roy (softly): the moon is full tonight…

I never look at the moon, you know

It's just another piece of dirt, not worth thinking of

I'm way too busy to indulge in all these childish

Romantic fantasies, of lovers met by moonlight

But somehow, on a night like this, I just can't help myself

From won-der-ing

Somewhere in this whole wide world there must be someone else

Who's looking at the same moon, and feeling just like me

Somewhere this silver moonlight must be shining down on

One person who would love me, absolutely and completely

Someone who would love me just for me

I'm fed up with smiling this sad, sick smile

As all the fools around me bend and bow and grovel

'Roy, my dearest friend, it's been a while'

'A while' – more like never in my life

Why can't they get a life and let me be?

'Roy, can't you help an old friend out?'

I ought to throw them out

All these phonies, fakes and toadies

They're always asking, always wanting, always grasping

And I'm just tired – of this eternal dance

How we bow and swirl and prance

But we're always going roundabout in circles

Has anyone else noticed, or just me?

Sure, I wear the smile, and I do the steps

Call me the handsome bachelor, always on the floor

But all that I can think, is 'God, I need a drink

This emptiness is far too much – and here comes more!'

Surely somewhere in this whole wide world

There must be somebody who just loves me for me

Someone who won't ask and pry and need

Someone whose love is more than greed

Someone who's not afraid to tell me 'jerk, you're wrong'

Is it too much to ask, that someone come and end the dance

That someone walk forever by my side?


- Cut away to Ed, lying on the ground outside. He has his arm up and is staring at the moon (and every FMA fan better know the pose I am talking about)-

Ed (sighing):

Another sleepless night –I shouldn't be surprised

It's not like I've never had bad dreams before

It's not like I haven't spent a thousand nights

Lying here and begging answers from the moonlight

Call me a fool, I know it's true, but what am I to do

Suddenly it feels so hard and I'm so lonely

Somewhere in this whole wide world there must be someone else

Who's looking at the same moon, and feeling just like me

Somewhere this silver moonlight must be shining down on

One person who would love me, absolutely and completely

Someone who could just hold onto me

My face is a creation of smoke and mirrors

Every word I speak is just an illusion

I can't afford to seem weak or scared

When everyone thinks I'm strong, I have no fears

Why do people have to believe in me?

Why do they ask me to be more than I could ever be?

It's too much to try to live up to their expectations

But I hold the knife in my hand; I'd rather die than fail them

So I must be strong and brave and sure

But I don't know if I can do it anymore

I'm drowning in a sea of grief

I'm being swallowed by my memories

The past is a forest and I'm lost without a light

And I can't fight it I can't find my way out

I'll lose my soul forever in this darkness of my mind

If I can't find somebody to hold out a hand

Please, somebody, save me, please

Just give me something real to keep me here

Surely somewhere in this whole wide world

There must be somebody who would just let me be me

Who wouldn't need me to be strong

I need someone to share this heavy world I bear

I want to feel my tears, my grief my sorrow

Is there someone who can help me reach tomorrow?


–The opening for this shot is split screen, Ed on one side, Roy on the other, with the moon in the middle, and both of them reaching for the moon, so that it looks like they are reaching for each other. Thank you, Hanjuuluver, for the suggestion! -

Ed/Roy(singing together):

But what am I thinking – I must be crazy

I've got things to do, I can't afford to fall in love

I blame this blasted cursed moon

Making me think of things that I can't have

Making me dream of the impossible

But still – could it be

That somewhere in this whole wide world there is someone else

Who's looking at the same moon, and feeling just like me?

Somewhere could this silver moonlight now be shining down on

Someone who would love me, absolutely and completely

And who could it be?

Despite all my better judgment, I just can't help myself

I must be a fool – I'm falling in love with this fantasy

And thinking of all that I need from them, want from them, dream them to be

I need a worthy adversary, not a fawning slave

Someone who will drive me to the edge, and bring me back again

I want an equal, a partner; I want us to protect each other

I want us to find strength in each other's arms

I need someone who can see me, who can see the real me

Not the fire and the flash, the bloodstains…and my power

Someone who won't be scorched by being near me

I don't want someone who's afraid of me, or what I do

Someone who understands my silence, my nightmares – the shadows I bear

It's just too hard to explain where I've been, what I've done

All the wars I've lost and won

I need someone who isn't a stranger to sorrow

And knows what it means to have sinned

I want someone who will keep me here, and hold me back

When I'm blind and I need it and hate it

Just – someone who will love me enough to save me.

I know somewhere in this whole wide world

I have found someone who could be all this and more

My anchor and my guide, my moon, my stars, my sky

If I had the heart I have now, underneath the moon

If I could only tell him, "I love you"

A/N: Thanks for reading this, my small group of interested fans. Please please please review - at the moment, the only feedback I have is from my friends, and I can't trust them at all. I want to know what you think - I'll even give you a cookie. Well, an imaginary cookie. Speaking of friends, thanks Hanjuuluver for your awesome input. Everyone who has made it this far should check out Hanjuuluver's stuff, especially her very wonderful HP/FMA crossover. Yay Readers!