Walking in Shadows, Seeing the Light

Author's Note: Wow… it's been waaay too long my friends… I can't believe the last time I updated was in like early April can you? I've got this chap down smack… down worry… my hair brained-ness will not let you down. Love me! Leave me a message please! If you're going to read this far at least tell me what you think… I don't even care if you flame me bitches! Oh yeah… I'm on Vakay till mid August! Expect updates big time!

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Summary: Past meets present the clash of a haunting past lingers overhead as the Elric brothers attempt to find peace. Can an angel who guards the gate help them discover the secrets of her past as well as theirs? EdxOC and AlxOC

…one last kiss could be the best thing…"

Let Me Go (Rock Version), 3 Doors Down

Chapter: Paint The Town

"Roy! Rodger Mustang come inside right now!" Roy heard his mother's voice from the door of the house.

"But Ma!" Roy protested against her, standing outside in the pouring rain. "I wanna play with the others!" He cried, jumping up and down excitedly.

"Absolutely not! You come inside this house this instant or I will get your father." Roy jolted, he knew she wouldn't get him but then again you never knew. She coughed weakly and shuddered.

"Ma!" Roy ran forward and caught her in his eleven-year-old arms. His long hair was pulled up in a long ponytail, drenched and muddy he helped his mother to her room. Later that night Sarah Mustang passed away in her sleep.

"Roy." His father rumbled from his den, when Roy was 13.

"Yes daddy?" He questioned, walking in. There was a bear rug on the floor; a fire was blazing in the hearth, his father's hand rested on the armrest of his favorite armchair.

"Come here son." His father never usually called him son; it meant he was in trouble.

"Yes sir?" Roy stood his ground; his shorter hair was shaggy around his face, giving him a vagabond look.

"I need to talk to you. I heard a few rumors that you were messing around with that Hawkeye girl."

"Yessir… she's nice, kinda reminds me of mom-" His father backhanded him across the face, the gold signet ring he wore cutting Roy's cheek.

"Never speak of your mother to me!" Roy Sr. roared.

"Yessir. I was just saying that she-" Roy was cut off again as his father grabbed his hand.

"Let me show you what it's like in the military when you don't obey orders." Roy Sr. opened the hearth grate, forcing Roy's hands into the hellish coals. Roy screamed, trying to jerk away from his father. His hands burned like hell, the hot coals searing into his skin.

"I'm SORRY! SORRY!" Roy shouted at the top of his lungs and Riza shook him gently. Roy's eyes shot open and he realized where he was. He was twenty-nine years old, sitting up in bed next to his fiancé who was pregnant with his child. His hands tingled ferociously where the fire had burned him.

"Roy?" She whispered, stroking his hair softly. Roy took her hand and pressed it to his lips.

"I'm sorry Riza." He whispered. "I'm sorry that I'm always hurting you." His eyes grew grave. "But I'm going to have to leave for a while again. I have something I need to do."

"What now Roy?" She muttered, "Another heroic attempt or something… we all know you're a hero." She whispered, "Why can't you just be Roy Mustang, Father and Husband?"

"I know the homunculi are back… I need to talk to someone who might be able to help us." Roy said, resting his hand on the side of her face. She leaned into his palm, covering his hand with hers. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Roy don't go… please…" She whimpered. "I need you, your baby needs you." She pushed forward, pressing her face into his chest. His hand slid down and covered the swell of pregnancy in her stomach and felt a flutter of movement.

"I know Riza, but I have to do this… If I don't then I'll feel like I've failed you and every one else."

"Fine. You can go but Roy I want you to see our child's first year. I don't want them to go all of their first twelve months without knowing who their father is or what he looks like. So come back alright?" Roy nodded.

"I'm not leaving till tomorrow." He laughed. "I promise I'll come back… have I ever broken a promise before this?" He whispered, his eye soft. Riza shook her head, her long blonde hair thrown across his arm. He kissed her, his sealing of a promise. She leaned into him and kissed him back.

"I'll see you in the morning." She whispered, snuggling back up against him, his arms wrapped protectively around her waist.

"Yeah." He nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck.

… No comment yah? I wanted a breather chapter after all that action righ'?

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