-1Vamp -- Chapter Eleven
Disclaimer: You should know by now, shouldn't ya?
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The next morning my rude awakening was a horny Roy. I pushed him off, onto the floor and sat up.
"What the hell Roy?!" I screamed, wiping my mouth off.
"Aw… Just like you to wake up and ruin the fun." He smirked. Bastard…
"No, I just don't want to be molested in my sleep!" I growled and stood, delivering a soft, yet swift kick to his side, striding past.
He grunted as this soft blow impacted him and he just smiled up at me.
"Ooh, strong…!" he teased me with that smile.
"Augh, shut up!" I growled going into his kitchen and pouring myself some water.
As I sipped at the small glass, I felt warm arms wrap around me. "Hnn…" I murmured, leaning into him.
"Roy?" I ventured.
"Hnn? What is it, Ed?"
"Um… Why do you… hate your clan so much?" I looked up at him, curious, but a little… afraid, for lack of better words. Maybe anxious is what I mean? I don't know…
He was silent. "Hnn…" he mumbled, and felt him lay his head on top of mine. "I guess… It's because they sheltered me, were so strict. I don't know myself. I guess the poverty got to me, and then it all turned around because they took it from some old guy my older brother killed."
I was silent this time… Then I ventured to speak. "Is Riza a sister or something? An old girlfriend?"
"No, no. Just a friend who only became involved with our clan because we were rich." He chuckled.
I looked into his pitch black eyes, and noticed something shining in them. I thought I saw a flicker of an aura, but I dismissed it, knowing we couldn't see each others auras. I turned around in his arms after setting the glass down and wrapped my arms around him as well.
"You sound and laugh like you're happy, or you really don't care… but you're sad, and you do care." I mumbled, but loud enough that he could hear me.
He said nothing for a few seconds, then let me go. He grabbed up his glass and sat back on the couch, facing away from me. He only moved to put the glass against his lips. I stood in silence myself. The warmth from his arms that once consumed me in whole… was gone. I felt utterly cold; alone. I wanted to cry, but I held back the wetness in my eyes, drifting my gaze to the floor. My hand felt cold on my face, and I hoped that would keep from the pain stabbing at my eyes; my throat. Something struck through me, every time I thought of when he was holding me, smiling, I would feel it. I wondered what the hell it was. I grabbed my coat and headed for the door, utterly hoping he would stop me…
When he didn't…
That's when the tears came…
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"Ed? What's wrong?" he asked when I came in from the freezing street, to the cold house. My face was in my hands and I leaned against the door. Pain, I think, filled me. That same feeling from before blended with it. I shook my head and put on a fake smile behind the tears that streaked my face.
"Nothing, don't worry about it." my smile faded, and I looked to the ground. Why'd I even come here? Why didn't I go home? I guess I didn't want Al to see me in such a state…
"What's wrong?" he asked, worry glowing in his aura, and his eyes.
I looked at him, and they piled up again. I began to wonder how many years it had been since I last cried. No wait… I cried after that thing with him.
"Ugh… Hughes… I'm sorry, I came crying to you about Roy…" I mumbled, wiping away the oncoming tears, smiling weakly at him. It still kind of surprises me that my name is still floating in the pink.
He smiles, and I wonder why. Wrapping his arms around me tenderly, I close my eyes. It reminds me of the warmth Roy gave me… but it's different. This is a one sided warmth. One I could not fully enjoy, even though I wanted to stay like this forever…
"Do you know if Roy even loves you?" he murmurs, breaking the silence and the wandering mind of mine.
"He does… But… I think I made him angry…" I sighed into his chest. His clothing was cool, but there was still a certain warmth that came from it.
"About what?"
"His past."
"What did you ask?"
"Well… it wasn't so much his past… as how he felt at that moment."
He was silent, a gesture that I should continue.
"He put on an act that he was happy, laughing and such when he talked about his past, but I knew he wasn't… and when I said so… He just kind of… walked away from me, ignored me. He didn't even say anything as I left…" I sighed, angry at him, me, but not Hughes. Not Maes… I couldn't be mad at him for listening to me whine and complain about another guy, when I knew he loved me… and wouldn't get pissed. Roy probably would…
"He doesn't sound that great… He should at least stop you at the door, or walk you home…" his voice was soft, and smooth, but you could tell he was angry at him. I just sighed and stepped away from him.
"I-I'm sorry Maes. I know you…" I looked away, not wanting to say the next words in fear of crying again. "… I'm sorry Maes, I really am. I should have talked to Al about this or something… Sorry…"
I started for the door again, ignoring his aura. I felt his hand grab my arm, and before I know it, I'm pulled back into an embrace.
"Don't be sorry Ed. You can count on me." he smiled. I didn't have to look, and I knew he was smiling, soft and sad. "Unlike Roy, I won't let you walk out that door without reassurance of my love… and dedication."
I feel a blush burning at my cheeks… and I want to cry again. Once again because he speaks such words about his love, and I feed bad; sad… because I can't accept… because I love Roy, even now, for some stupid reason I cannot figure out. Maes let me go, and I turn towards him to thank him. He, on the other hand, has other plans.
I stop all thinking when he places his lips against mine, pushing into me as he grabs my arms gently. My mind melts, and all I can think about is that it's Roy doing this… and then it finally stabs into my heart… that it isn't. I bring up my arms and push at him, and he reluctantly, but willingly, lets me go for good.
"I'm sorry." he mumbles, and I take my leave. Now I think I know how Roy feels…
Was he awkward as I, like as I leave Maes without a word after all that?
God, I ask you again, if you are there… How the hell'd I get into all this?!
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A/N: Hey, hey:laughs: okay… this isn't very long… and it sucks… but then again, I have really low self esteem, so who knows?