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Edward dabbed furiously at the paper. His style of drawing was always different. He'd take the pastel and dot the paper until the picture came together.(1) People considered it weird, but it always got the job done. When Ed couldn't sleep, he'd sit up, drawing calm, alluring scenes. Other times, when he was angry, he'd draw the focus of his anger. For example. He was furious at that damn Colonel. So, he was drawing flames. A raven haired man. He paused. Alphonse always loved Ed's pictures. And they were always beautiful. In fact, Alphonse had tons of portfolios filled with them. He even hung some up around the rooms. Edward smiled. Al's favorite was the one of Lieutenant Hawkeye having tea with Winry.

"Their forms and expressions are perfect!" He had exclaimed. It made Ed happy to see his brother so exited about something. Ever since he had gotten their bodies back, Edward wasn't of much use without his alchemy. Sure, he occasionally used Alkahestry, but only he and Al knew about that. Winry and Alphonse were dating, and Edward had found a beautiful librarian by the name of Nicole. She wasn't too shy, and was very knowledgeable on alchemy. He had re-enlisted in Intelligence. The bastard Fuhrer Mustang had appointed him on his personal team, to the delight of Hawkeye and the others. The former alchemist dabbed harder onto the paper now. That stupid bastard had the nerve to send him on a mission to Sauqey, (2) where he was very well known for his alchemy. To bad, he had to let them down and tell them of his loss of alchemy. To say the least, they didn't believe him, and kept nagging him the whole trip. Ed finished his picture within the next hour. As much as he hated to admit it, it was his best yet. He didn't want to keep it, but most certainly didn't want to get rid of it. The phone rang. He hopped of his bed and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Edward? It's Hawkeye. I was calling about tomorrow."

"What about it?" he asked. Was something going-

"It's Mustang's birthday tomorrow," -on. Of course it's the Bastard's birthday. "And we were going to have a surprise party for him. I assume you're coming, right?" Ed gulped. He could hear the audible click! Of Hawkeye's gun in the background.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll be at the bastards party. What time?" This would be the perfect excuse to give Roy the picture.


The Brigadier General walked in slowly, his gift wrapped carefully.

"Boss! You made it!" Havoc sauntered over. "Whatcha got there?" The smoker said, inspecting the box.

"A present." Havoc frowned.

"You don't seem too happy about it." Ed snorted.

"Cause I'm not." Ed walked over toward the mound of presents and set his down in the far back. There were so many people and gifts, maybe he wouldn't notice.


The party was a success, and Roy was thrilled. He had gotten a wide variety of things, from new gloves, to an umbrella. 'Ha ha, real funny' he had said. Just about everyone was gone, leaving Roy, Havoc, and Hawkeye.

"Hmm?" Roy had just spotted a rather small present, about a foot and a half long. "Who is this from?" Havoc and Hawkeye looked over.

"I think that's from the Boss. He wasn't too thrilled about it." Roy carefully unfolded the gift to find a silver frame. Inside, was quite possibly the most beautiful pastel he'd ever seen.

"He..made this?" in the lower corner, it was signed E3. Roy smiled. Roy was standing, hand outstretched in snapping position. All around him were beautiful shades of red and orange, yellows and whites. Flames. And every one of them, were amazing. Roy swiftly grabbed his coat and called out 'I'll be back!' before heading out the door. He had to find Ed.


He found the young man on the roof, staring at the sunset.

"T-"

"You know," Edward interrupted. "The sunset was always my favorite part of the day. Now, I'm really not so sure." Roy cocked his head to the side.

"Why?" he asked softly. Ed sighed.

"Because, now it reminds me of my loss." Roy sat next to him.

"Your alchemy?"

"Yeah. The sun goes down. Disappears. Not that I regret what I did, no, I could never. That would mean I regret Al." he paused. "I just.. sometimes wish I could still use it. Alkahestry is a whole 'nother deal. Sure, you can use it to fight, but it's-"

"You can use Alkahestry?" Edward turned his head towards Roy.

"Yeah. But you tell anyone, and you die, Fuhrer or not." Mustang smiled.

"Think of it this way, Ed. Just as the sun goes down, it always rises in the morning. A new day. A different beginning." Edward smiled softly.

"Yeah...I guess.. I guess you're right."

"Edward, I'm always right."

"Bastard! No you're not!"

"Am too! Besides. I just wanted to say. Thanks, you know. For the picture. I appreciate it. It...gave me a new perspective on my flames." Ed laughed.

"You're welcome, Roy. Now get your lazy ass back to the office. Hawkeye's gonna kill you for ditching out."

From the shadows, Hughes smiled. Maybe Roy could find a friend to cover for him. After all, he was on a pretty long leave.


(1) If you've ever seen Kyle XY, (AWESOME show btw) he draws like that. And the drawings are amazing. Go on Netflix or something. Watch it.

(2) Sauqey is actually on the Amestrian map. Look for yourself!

ALSO NOTE! Hughes is not alive in this. Notice how he said 'long leave'. More like eternal. RIP Hughes!

So? How did I do? Leave a review please! Also, this wasn't parental, as you can see xD More like friendship. And sorry I didn't give Edward a date or wife of whatever. I ship AlWin, and sometimes AlMei, but yeah. I see Al with Winry or Mei more than Edward xD

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