Fullmetal Alchemist--RxR
Ch.7 (SPECIAL EDITION)—RAINLESS NIGHT
SPOILERS FROM MANGA and ANIME !!
Riza Side:
Hughs' death was painful, especially for him. I knew from the moment I saw his eyes when he answered the phone call that was carrying the dreadful news.
I knew what happened will tear him apart, so I clenched my fists and swallowed my tears.
Hughs was more like Father than anyone I knew, but without the fiery element. I think he sees that in him as well…
Still, I have to be strong, for the both of us.
The night after Hughs' funeral, he disappeared.
"Lt. Hawkeye! I've searched the office and his apartment, he's not there!" The nameless soldier reported loudly, mostly mechanically.
"I understand. With Scar's case still out there, be sure to locate him as soon as possible. Dismissed!"
Even my voice sound strange and distance, has my voice always been so authoritative and emotionless?
I carried the umbrella in the rain; the sound of my boots splashing in the puddles gave me a strange sensation, almost a burning feeling. I quickened my pace.
There he stood, so silent in the hailing rain. Drunk I believe, from his pain and the alcohol he had fed on. My heart tightened.
"Sir! What are you…"
He cut my sentence off with a stroke of the hand, yet he didn't say anything. I saw the twitching of his lips, and the falling drops of water down his rough strands of hair.
I tried to look him in the eye; I wanted to let him know that I was there.
Before I knew it, his collapsing body fell straight to the ground. I didn't have time to gasp. Instead, I tried to catch him. The umbrella was swayed by the wind, and dropped ever so lightly in the rain.
His body had fallen on mine; I felt the immense weight on my back. I gritted my teeth: this is not how I want you to finally depend on me.
My steps were heavy as I carried him on my back. I bit my lip as I pull him from falling off my back for the third time. My mouth tasted salty, and I convinced myself that the clear liquid running down my face was purely rain.
The track of water running down my window painted the room in a mystical light. It was night, and it was raining. A strangely serene mood was in the air.
The faint light from the night penetrated the window, and shone right on top of the man with black hair lying on the bed.
I put down my hair, something I rarely do in front of him.
I looked into the mirror, yes, he needed the other me, not the one I am now. I stroked my hair lightly, and smiled in a way that looked strangely out of character for me.
The water dripped slowly from my face and onto my hands.
His eyelids fluttered as I stroked his hair with the towel lightly. I looked at his face, something I hasn't done for a long time. He's grown so much older than I expected, from that boy to the man he is now. Again, I found myself uncontrollably smiling, as if a proud mother looking at her child.
His eyes opened all of a sudden. Yet there was no panic in them.
"I thought I smelled a familiar scent." His voice was coarse and deep, so different from the normal playful tone he always had.
I talked in almost a whisper:" You fainted outside a bar. You were drunk."
His eyes suddenly filled with confusion and pain:
"Why not leave me be? I'm a criminal, and will always be one. See those hands? They are full of tarred blood…" He almost choked as he said it with a tone that I've never heard from him.
Suddenly, he stopped: "Why are you crying…" He stroked my eyes with a sad smile on his face.
"Because you can't, you can never cry. So I'll do it for you. "I whispered lightly, swallowing the bitter tears that I haven't shed for a long time.
"Don't, "He looked like at me like a man seeking salvation:" Don't you know that it's deadly for a pretty woman to cry on a rainy night?" He suddenly had a dark presence, something he never showed before. So different from the almost childish Roy Mustang I always knew.
He kissed the tears lightly. I closed my eyes as those kisses became rapid.
He did what was best at, ignite a burning flame.
The next day, sunlight cruelly broke through the window. I was dressed in my uniform and my hair was tied up. Yet I looked at the man in bed, and smiled.
Maybe not today, but someday, you'll know me. The real me…
It's been a long time again…I finally finished the SP edition, hehe…well…I was lazy so I never finished it…but now it is…I don't really know if anyone's still reading this after almost 2 years…but if there are still people…I would gladly thank them for supporting me.