AN: Hi everybody!!!! So I'm really excited about this chapter. I've had it planned for a while, but I'm not sure about how it turned out.
I'd really like to thank Damarikomu (thank you soooo much for you're review, you really helped me plan out my, well not next chapter, but the one after that. Thank you sososososososo much!!!!!), Arden Anam (yeah, that is the big question isn't it. Right now I'm still trying to figure out how Monique is going to explain it to her family. Oh, but that Alice in Wonderland theme sounds awsome!!! I wish I could see it.), Draconian Master (Thank you for adding me to your favorites list!! XD), Marshpelt (ahh yes, poor Ed. But you have to admit, that's what I'd think if someone showed me video of my whole life. yes, tis fun to be paranoid.), Emalee Roze (Yay!!! It's great to hear from you again!! Oh, and thank you for recomending my story!!! I'm truely excited. XD Cookie for you!), and CrimzonRozeAlchemist (I'm soooo glad that you like the story! And you are so lucky that you have the past seasons. So far, I'm stuck watching FMA online.)
Once again, I do not own FMA. D8
Enjoy!
Chapter 12
"Hurry up Ed!" Monique yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I laughed at her as I nervously straightened out my skirt for the 10th time in the twenty minutes that the three of us had been waiting for Ed to come. I was on the verge of going back up to change into jeans, god knew that I had enough time, but Monique had insisted that it looked fine. I was also nervous about my flip-flops that I was currently wearing, but if I wasn't changing my skirt, I wasn't changing my shoes.
"He's like a girl. He takes forever to get ready. I've seen him actually spend an hour on his hair." Al laughed as he leaned against the truck.
"Really? You'd think that after living on the read he wouldn't take any time at all to get ready."
"Nope. It's actually pretty funny to see him trying to decide whether or not to wear a pony tail or a braid. If he just cut his hair like I keep telling him to, he wouldn't have to worry about it."
"Well Al, if I remember correctly, didn't you grow your hair out?" I said in a teasing tone.
Al turned a light shade of pink, but before he could reply, a loud shriek cut him off.
'That's it Ed! I'm coming up to get you!" Monique yelled, simultaneously barging back into the house. A few minutes later, after a few loud shouts and crashes, Monique came back out of the door pulling Ed by his hair.
"Ok! Ok! I get it! You can let me go now." He said as he pulled his hair out of Monique's grasp. Ed straightened up and I was able to get a good look at what he was wearing. I was shocked at how, despite the long hair, he was able to blend in so well. His long red hoodie and faded blue jeans gave him the general appearance of a regular teenager.
"What was taking you so long Brother?" Al asked, breaking me away from my thoughts.
"This." Ed said simply, pulling up the sleeve on his right arm, revealing his automail, completely wrapped in bandages. "I thought that this would help me blend in a bit more. If anybody asks me, I can just say that I burned my arm trying to cook, or something like that."
"Good thinking, but if we don't want to be late, we're gonna want to hurry up." Monique said, practically pushing Ed into the truck.
I was glad that we had planned on leaving early, because I really wasn't in the mood to deal with the usual nighttime rush hour traffic, and I really wanted to show Al and Ed downtown Denver. As far as I knew Central didn't have skyscrapers, and while they may be nothing compared to Chicago and New York, and other large cities like that, I thought that they might get a kick out of it.
Needless to say I was right. The whole time that we drove through downtown, Ed and Al had their noses, pressed against the windows, trying to get a better look. And of course I had to keep telling them that, No we couldn't stop the car, and No Ed, I will not let you get out to figure out the make up of the building for future reference. Despite their constant begging, we finally made it to the Pepsi Center with more then enough time.
"This is stupid! Why didn't you just pay the extra 30 dollars to park up close?" Ed complained as we hiked the necessary blocks to get to the entrance.
"Because Ed, you're not the one who's paying for it. God, do you think that money grows on trees?" I yelled back. Man, I am so out of shape. This is just stupid, I can run a mile in 8 minutes, but I can't walk a few measly city blocks? Luckily, we reached the arena soon, and other then putting up with Ed's constant complaining about waiting in line, we got to our seats pretty quickly.
Despite having waited in line for nearly a whole day, our seats weren't that good. We were lucky to have the seats near the edge of the balcony, so we didn't have to look over a lot of heads, but we were still pretty high up. At least we weren't too far from the doors, so we wouldn't have to crawl over people to get food or go to the bathroom. Soon the lights began to dim and the ever popular Viva la Vida came on, much to the excitement of pretty much the entire audience. However, I was having more fun watching Ed's and Al's faces as they watched all of the special effects.
About an hour, the band began to play some of the music from their older CD's. "Hey, Molly. Al and I are going to get some food. Do you want anything?" Monique yelled over the loud music.
"Yeah, can you get me a Dr. Pepper?" I yelled back, leaning over Ed, who was quickly getting annoyed with our way of communicating. Luckily for him however, Monique and Al left leaving the two of us behind.
Suddenly the lights dimmed from the bright florescent colors that they had been, as a soft organ-like music replaced the upbeat music that we had been listening to earlier. Excited, I stood up and leaned against the rail and waited for the words to begin, simultaneously ignoring the weird look that Ed was giving me.
When you try your best and you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse
I sang along, not really thinking of the lyrics, listening to the music more then the words. Ed however, looked down at stage, as if concentrating on the words.
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you loose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
Once I saw Ed concentrating on the words, I actually listened, and was shocked at how they pertained to his life. However, I kept singing, following the words that I knew by heart.
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will fix you
Ed turned and looked at me now as the next part started, and I in turn looked back at him, and continued singing along with the band, and a growing number of people in the audience.
And high up above or down below
And you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try, you'll never know
Just what you're worth
Ed was now staring intently at me, and the world just seemed to melt away. In fact, all I could see were his deep golden eyes, staring at me, as if I was a puzzle he was trying to solve. The music was the only thing that kept me grounded to the world, and the only thing that kept me singing.
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will fix you
Suddenly, I felt Ed grab me and I felt his lips crash into mine and well…my mind went blank except for the single thought running through my head. Is he kissing me? However that thought gradually faded away and I began to relax, and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back.
White lights illuminated the stadium as the tempo of the music increased, yet I hardly noticed as I deepened the kiss. Everything felt so right, so surreal. It was as if I wasn't apart of this world, yet at the same time aware of every minute detail happening.
Too soon though, Ed broke off and stood there, staring at me.
Tears stream down your face
When you loose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I
"Ed…" I finally found my voice although it was shaky, betraying the confusion inside my head.
Only then did I see the tears beginning to form in the corner of his eyes. I only heard one word, uttered so softly I could barely hear it, as he turned and began to walk away.
"Winry…"
Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I
I stared in horror as he began to climb the stairs leading to the door, never once looking back. I numbly sat down as the music very suddenly became quiet.
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will fix you
AN: LE GASP! Cliffie!!! Oh, I didn't state in the beginning, but I don't own Coldplay or their amazing song Fix You. I know that some people don't like Coldplay, however, I love the song and I feel that the lyrics fit Ed perfectly. I really suggest listening to it on YouTube if you haven't heard it before. So on another note, right now I think I can only squeeze 2 more chapters, plus the epilouge out, so I'm hoping to wrap this up. So I'm planning on putting up a poll on my profile, but since I've never made a pole before I might mess it up so I guess I'll ask the question here. So if you think that I should write a sequel to this, please let me know cause it's going to change how I write the ending. So, please review. It really makes my day!!! XD