Me: HOW CUTE!

Winry: Oh it's so romantic! The passion, the anger, the love, the fight, the…

Ed: They're not serious, are they?

Hawkeye: Oh please, Hikari has something planed, I know it.

Mustang: I'm afraid so.

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Chapter 6: Life

"Snowstorms are hitting the cities and towns like crazy. And in other news, the famous alchemist killer, only known as Scar, has been inactive for the last month. There is no sign of him, but the military assures everyone that the situation is under control. A special informant stated that Scar would remain inactive for a while due to an injury of some kind." The TV switched off.

"Injury my foot," Lila snorted, leaning against Scar. "So stupid, so clueless."

"Like you?"

CRACK!

"OW! Ok, now I have an injury." He sighed and groaned a little, rubbing his soar ribs. To make up for scaring her so much with his alchemy, Scar had spent every moment with her in their hiding place on the outskirts of Central.

Lila enjoyed it immensely, because before that, Scar had told her that he would be leaving in a month, only for a few days. When she heard that, she'd spent an hour crying before he could calm her down and swear to come back alive.

"I'll be leaving in the morning," Scar informed her, getting up to get something to eat.

"Where are you going again?"

"I've told you ten times, I'm not telling you! It's too dangerous."

Lila sighed, and tried a different tactic. She got up, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Please," she begged. "Tell me."

'Yeah right,' Scar thought. 'Like that would work. It's not working, it's not working, it's not working, crap it worked.'

"How about this, you don't ask, and I'll give you something special when I get back?"

"Deal." But she didn't release him. She smiled and kissed his cheek. "Just be good while you're gone."

Scar nodded, smiling slightly as Lila walked off to bed.

Lila yawned. Third day, and she was bored, and worried. She kept the news on 247, but so far, it appears Scar hadn't made his move. Maybe she should… NO!

She promised not to leave… must refrain from leaving.

UR! BORED!

Lila sighed. She was worried, she'd admit it. She wished she knew what was going on. A thought suddenly occurred to her.

It was a pretty stupid thing to think about right now when he wasn't even there, but she was initialed to think what she wanted. (Like me!)

She looked at the ring on her finger. If he had given her a ring, and he had a ring and all, then wouldn't that mean they were married. It was a strange thought, but it just came t o her. The only problem was that at the time he gave her the ring, the elders would have considered them too young to be married. That was a good question to ask when he came back.

She sighed, what a stupid thing to think about. Why in the world would she…

"Scar has been spotted again!"

Lila yelled and tumbled off the couch in shock. She must have hit the mute button again and un muted it.

"We are above the scene and following on the ground as the military chases this wanted killer. His motives for killing at least five state alchemists are unknown."

"Not again," Lila gasped as it showed the alchemists and soldiers chasing Scar again.

Her worry mounted so much she longed to run over to where he was now and help him, but she would make it worse.

Smoke covered the area. When it cleared, he was gone.

"Yet another escape from the alchemist killer. Number of deaths today, zero, number of injured, six. Why is this man doing this? If you have any information, please call the number below."

Lila turned off the news, and sighed, listening to the snow blowing outside. Worry was building up faster and faster as the snow began to get worse and worse. Why couldn't he have waited till the storms cleared?

Lila got up quickly, grabbing a lantern, and a cloak, and running to the attic. She put she lantern down and turned it on, making sure to put it on the windowsill. When that was done, she raced downstairs to get a flashlight and put on some hot tea. He'd be back soon, she was sure. She had just run into the kitchen when the lights went out.

"Shot." She grabbed another lantern and ran outside, the cloak wrapped tightly around her. He'd follow the same path he took to leave. If she traveled along it, she'd find him, besides, the town was three miles away, she'd be safe from prying eyes.

The wind hit her viciously as she proceeded forward, looking around. THERE, wow, he sure runs fast for a guy that's dripping blood… wait.

"SCAR!"

Scar limped over, blood running down his left arm from a cut below his shoulder. A bullet had scratched his cheek, and his leg was barely supporting him. His shirt was drenched in blood from his chest and stomach. As he drew near, he gave a small grin. "Hi Lila, nice whether."

"You're delusional," Lila sighed, pulling his good arm over her shoulder and dragging him to the house.

"Idiot, that's what you are! A no good, idiot," Lila scowled as Scar lay on the bed, watching her without taking in a word she was saying.

He gave a dazed smile when she stopped talking. "Repeat that, I couldn't hear you over the roar of the thunder."

Lila sighed and put her face in her hand. "Stupid, you're stupid," she repeated, crawling over to him. "Completely stupid."

"Thank you."

"Blood lose made you sick," Lila muttered, sitting down against the headboard, watching him. "Go to sleep, I'll watch you tonight."

He nodded blankly, his eyes closing almost instantly.

Lila sighed and turned on the radio, putting the volume on low as to not wake Scar.

"…A tail of blood leading from the city is leading the military to Scar's hide out…"

Lila's eyes went wide as she listened carefully. She could hear it, faintly, very faintly, voices in the distance, less then a mile. Her face grew pale under the tan of her skin as she scrambled up, wrapping the blankets around Scar, and half lifting, half dragging him to the basement and into a secret room he had fixed up when they got there incase of emergency.

When she reached the room, Scar opened his eyes. It didn't take him long to gather enough strength to walk and talk and think normally.

"What the hell is going on?"

"The military followed the trail of blood you left," Lila hissed. "Be quiet. I'll go and try to get everything to look like no ones been here."

Scar nodded as she placed him in the smaller room behind a bookshelf that looked like it was implanted in the wall.

"Stay here, and be silent," she hissed. "If need be I'll trick them, just don't leave or make a sound." She turned and left quickly; half shutting the door so she could slide in and shut it in a hurry.

She raced upstairs and did her best to make the place cold. She took ash from the fireplace and threw it everywhere to make it look like dust. She opened the windows and let the freezing breeze in to make the place cold. After five ten minuets, the sound of people outside alerted her.

"In here."

"I must say, are you sure? Looks abandoned."

"Havoc, shut the hell up."

"Ouch, looks like the horse is upset."

"I WILL END YOU!"

Lila raced for the stairs when she tripped, and hit the floor.

"I heard something!"

The door opened, and the alchemists came in, weapons at the ready.

"Hey, it's just a girl."

"She's the one with Scar!"

Mustang raised his hand, but Ed stopped him. "I'll handle this." He walked forward, smiling in a reassuring way. "Hey, I'm Edward Elric, the full metal alchemist, we're looking for a man named Scar, you seen him?"

Lila scrambled up, trying to look brave when in fact, she was terrified. "No! I won't let you take him!"

"He's killed our men," Mustang informed her.

"YOU KILLED OURS!"

"Listen, we just need to talk with him, if he has a good enough reason, charges are clear," Hawkeye said, half lying.

Lila shook her head, edging towards a flowerpot. Scar had put something in it that, when thrown to the floor, will explode. There was another part that would explode in another minuet or two. The effects weren't bad, it was more of cover.

"NO! I WON'T EVER LET YOU TAKE HIM FROM ME AGAIN!" She threw the flowerpot forward, where it crashed. In all the smoke that appeared, she managed to kick the door open, and run up a few steps to the attic, before racing quietly down to the basement and running into the two hidden rooms, shutting the doors, and joining Scar.

"Good job," he whispered, pulling her to him and falling silent.

"Where is she?"

"I heard her run outside!"

"I heard her run upstairs!"

"Check the basement!"

"Oh hell, check everyone!"

The sound of feet running around was unnerving, especially when, if those feet found them, they would be dead.

"Hey, down here!"

Lila pressed herself against her boyfriend, hiding her face in his shirt.

"What?"

"Light."

Lila's eyes snapped open. She had forgotten to turn off her flashlight.

"A secret room."

Scar covered her mouth to stop her loud breathing from being heard.

Seconds ticked by like hours, each movement made Lila flinch.

"Nothing sir. Nothing down here."

"She must have run. Scar isn't here. Let's move!"

The sounds soon disappeared. After an hour, they finally moved.

"Too close," Scar sighed, getting up. When he didn't feel Lila moving, he looked down.

She had fallen asleep.

Oh well. Scar sat back down, and closed his eyes. They'd be safer this way.