-1The sky was ablaze with fire this particular morning, the palest of yellow bleed into deep oranges and reds he noted as he gaze was drawn to the crimson sun. It was beautiful, it truly was a sight to see if one was blessed enough to have eyes and the sleeping pattern of an owl. Or one who had a bullet embedded in him a few days ago making him stay awake longer and later due to the sharp pains and burning arches that plagued his body. Though he was sort of a night owl anyway, so maybe the wound had nothing to do with him being awake at such an hour. In any case the sun was still rising and he was standing near the window watching it with bright, golden eyes. At that moment the world, most asleep and dreaming, was most at peace. And it seemed nothing could shatter this blissful moment. It was as if…this was all a child's innocent dream.

Oh how he wished that it was all just a fragment of his imagination; a dream. Or a nightmare, he thought to himself bitterly. Even thought nightmares were bad and frightening, you always woke up in the end, did you not? Even if the head of your lover was thrown at your feet, your heart exploding in your chest with fear--it was all fake, something you wouldn't remember all to well in the morning.

Edward pinched himself, winching slightly as he did so. Nope, he didn't wake up--of course he wouldn't. He knew this was reality…his reality. No miracle could save his sorry ass now. He dug his own grave a little too deep and was laying in it.

Sighing, the blonde continued to look out his window, wondering how much time had passed since he had gone on his little suicidal rampage. A week or two at least? Something else tugged at his mind as he stood there: How was Roy doing?

Sure, it had only been a day, maybe two, since he had lied to him. Still, the doctors refused to let him leave the bounders of his room. Then again, he truly had no reason to leave. He was meant to lie here in his deep, little hole to escape all that had happened.

He didn't want to lie to Roy--far from it! Only…he couldn't bring himself to tell his lover that he wanted nothing more for him to be safe. Sighing again, the blonde turned from the window and walked slowly to the door. It was barely sunrise, so maybe he could sneak out of this hell.

Using his flesh hand, Edward opened the door, tensing as it creaked loudly.

Shit! They're gonna hear me!

No one came. Nor did it seem that any of the nurses he passed cared that he was wondering about the hospital halls. He walked slowly, as if he knew where he was going. Okay, so he had no idea where Roy was, but, damnit, he was going to find his room and tell him everything. And prayed he would forgive him. If he didn't, Ed had no need to live any longer.

Somehow, in the confusion of his thoughts, Edward wound up on the roof. He stood there, blinking at the sudden brightness and staggered back a bit, his auto-mail foot scrapping on the cement.

"Damn…it's bright out here…," he said as his eyes began to focus. Blinking again, Edward looked around the roof-top. Hell, wasn't like he had anything else to do while he was up here. He walked over to the edge of the building and looked over the edge, at the street below. The sight alone sent a chill down his spine. It was creepy.

"Edward? What are you doing up here," the blonde heard a voice ask from behind him. Turning quickly towards the voice's direction, Ed found himself staring to a hospital garment close to his own. As his eyes shot up to the persons face, he felt his heart race: it was Roy.

Wh…What the hell? Why is….he…here?

He cast a glance towards the length of air between the roof and the street below: it was just enough to kill a person if they fell. Roy…was going to kill himself! His plan…all he had tried to do to help Roy, had backfired. It hadn't helped him at all…it only broke him further.

(Yay! Finally, another update, ney? Anyway, tis 1:30 in the morrow and I don't wish to spend much more time up. I'm tired, sue me. Back on point (…), I'm sorry to say that this ficcy tis comin' to a close. Probably in the next one or two chappies. For all you guys who've been with me from the beginning, thanks for your reviews and support--for without them, I wouldn't have gotten this far!

Well, here's to another chappy or two!

Ele.)