Chapter 9: Breath Your Life Into Me
Comments: The angst is back but only for a little bit. I don't know how long I plan to make this fic but I guess when I get tired of it, I'll end it then.
Mood Song: Breathe Into Me by Red
Disclaimer: You know I don't own it.
What started out as a horrible morning is quickly turning into a half-way decent afternoon. I had managed to down some applesauce much to Edward's manifest glee.
We're sitting across the living room from each other, the silent tension all but putting a physical barrier between us. Hell, I wouldn't even put that past the young alchemist, what with the apprehensive aura floating around his person.
I sigh nervously. Sooner or later I would have to tell him. Preferably later.
"Umm…FullMetal…Edward, I think I owe you an explanation." His almond eyes shoot up to look at me. "I don't know what came…" I am cut off by his voice.
"Can we not talk about this right now?" he says from his seat on the floor, a light pink dotting his cheeks.
I breathe a sigh of relief. Thank god. Oh, Roy Mustang, aren't you the coward. "Okay, what do you want to talk about? I'm up for anything."
"Tell me why you tried to kill yourself?"
Okay, maybe not that one. I would gladly confess my love for a 17-year old before I could comfortably discuss my suicidal attempts.
"I…uh…didn't want to kill anymore," I confess finally, turning my head slightly.
Edward stands up and takes a few steps forward, coming to rest in the armchair in front of me.
"I've killed too, y'know," he reasons, "but it's our job, we have to do it."
I look away again. He wouldn't understand. Well, apparently he can read minds because his next comment startles me.
"I would understand."
So. I told him. Everything.
Everything, except being in love with him. That would've crushed the mood. Dramatically.
Mask of Mirage