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.
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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!
